Ning Fengzhi's knees buckled.
With a "plop".
The renowned and highly respected sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School actually knelt down straight down!
Immediately afterwards, Ning Rongrong, who was standing next to him, also held the scroll and knelt respectfully beside her father.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, both titled Douluos, knelt on one knee and lowered their proud heads.
The entire hall was deathly silent.
All the chatter and the sound of breathing ceased abruptly at that moment.
You could hear a pin drop.
The guests gaped, their expressions frozen, as if they had been petrified.
What's going on?
He knelt down?
The sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, along with two titled Douluo, knelt before the Blue Silver King.
Amidst the stunned gazes of everyone, Ning Fengzhi raised his head, his voice louder and more humble than before.
"Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School hereby declares himself to serve the Blue Silver King as his master from this day forward!"
"The entire sect is at your disposal!"
"I am willing to serve the king, even at the cost of fire and water!"
Boom!
If the kneeling just now was a thunderclap, then Ning Fengzhi's words were a heavenly tribulation that was enough to destroy everyone's understanding!
Submit!
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has actually submitted to the Blue Silver King!
"This...this is impossible!"
With a "crack," the wine glass in Yu Xiaogang's hand was accidentally crushed, spilling wine all over him, but he was completely unaware.
His eyes were wide open, staring intently at the kneeling figure in the center of the hall, his mind blank.
how so?
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
That sect is second only to the Haotian Sect in overall strength among the three upper sects!
In terms of financial resources, it is undoubtedly the number one in mainland China!
They are many times stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family!
Why should they submit to Tang Qing?
What makes Tang Qing so capable of making Ning Fengzhi and the two Sword and Bone Douluo willingly kneel at his feet?
Just as Yu Xiaogang was completely baffled, Ning Fengzhi's voice rang out again.
"Your Majesty, this painting is called 'Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers,' and it is a spatial soul guide device."
He held the scroll high with both hands.
"In the painting are the treasures, soul bones, and herbs that my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has accumulated over ten thousand years, as well as gold soul coins that can supply an army of one hundred thousand for three years."
"Today, we offer it all to Your Majesty to show our sincere submission!"
Now, no one doubted it anymore.
They've even brought out the foundation of their sect; what else could this be but submission?
The gazes of all the guests in the hall had completely changed when they looked at the young figure on the throne.
What began as scrutiny and curiosity has now transformed into awe and fear.
What exactly did this man do?
He quietly subdued the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects!
"Impossible... Absolutely impossible..."
Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, looking lost and dejected.
"I must be dreaming, I'm not fully awake yet..."
He raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.
"Smack!"
It was crisp and clear.
A burning pain shot through my face, incredibly real.
This is not a dream.
Yu Yuanzhen, standing beside him, was also deathly pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
He originally thought that by bringing his family to pay their respects, he had already lowered his stance enough.
Compared to Ning Fengzhi, they are nothing but a small fry!
This Sect Leader Ning is truly a wise man who has seen the situation clearly!
On the throne, Tang Qing's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.
It was as if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's submission was a trivial matter that should be taken for granted.
He nodded slightly.
"Get up."
Then, he raised his hand.
"Take a seat."
Ning Fengzhi felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He respectfully bowed before leading his clansmen to sit down at the seats below the Xueqing River.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing moved gracefully to Tang Qing's ear, her breath as sweet as orchids.
Her dark purple dress, with its high slit, revealed glimpses of her breathtakingly long, snow-white legs as she moved.
"Your Majesty, it's almost time."
"The Haotian Sect, as well as its four affiliated families of Li, Yu, Min, and Po, have not sent anyone."
Her voice was soft, with a hint of questioning coldness.
Xue Qinghe was nearby and naturally heard it. He smiled gently and spoke at just the right moment.
"Your Highness Blue Silver King, it seems the number one sect on the continent isn't giving you much face."
"Aren't you... angry?"
He appeared to be standing up for Tang Qing, but deep in his eyes lurked a hint of glee at watching the show unfold.
Seeing this always nonchalant man get his comeuppance is one of Qian Renxue's few sources of amusement.
Tang Qing picked up the wine glass that Zhu Zhuqing had just filled and gently swirled it.
"angry?"
"If you don't want to come, you don't have to come. What's there to be angry about?"
He drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
"If they don't come, then destroy them."
"Otherwise, wouldn't the world think that I, the Blue Silver King, can disregard everyone?"
Xue Qinghe's smile froze slightly.
If they don't come, they'll be wiped out?
How could that be!
That's the Haotian Sect!
There's also a sect and four affiliated families! None of them are weak!
The Clear Sky Sect, in particular, has been in seclusion for many years, but it is still recognized as the most powerful force besides the Spirit Hall!
What gives him the right to say such a thing?
Tang Qing ignored Xue Qinghe and slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.
He raised his hand and gently pressed down.
The banquet hall, which had been somewhat agitated, fell completely silent in an instant.
Everyone held their breath, gazing up at the figure on the throne.
"I may not remember exactly which forces and which people came today."
Tang Qing's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an invisible pressure that enveloped everyone's hearts.
"But which forces didn't come?"
"I know it perfectly well."
"hiss--"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the audience felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Those family patriarchs who received invitations but hesitated before finally choosing to attend were now drenched in cold sweat.
They were incredibly fortunate.
I'm so glad I made the right choice.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However.
In the midst of this solemn and tense atmosphere, an untimely voice suddenly rang out.
"Blue Silver King, isn't what you're doing a bit too domineering?"
"It's just missing a banquet, a trivial matter. Why make such a big deal out of it and start shouting for violence?"
"Isn't this a bit too petty and lacking in the demeanor of a true king?"
Whoosh!
All eyes turned to the source of the sound.
Yu Xiaogang stood up from his seat, head held high, looking at Tang Qing on the throne with an air of righteous indignation.
He had to speak up at this very moment!
He wanted to expose Tang Qing's "tyrant" face in front of the whole world!
Didn't Tang Qing make him lose face?
Then he would make Tang Qing a target of attack from all sides, turning him into a public enemy of the mainland!
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