Chapter 113 - What sound does a bone do? *CRACK!*

The moment Feng Xichen's words fell, the atmosphere in the great hall instantly froze. Tense gazes focused on Jean one after another.

Now that everyone remembered, Jean showed off the Phoenix Flames during the Blue Wind Ranking Tournament… How did they forget about this?

Xia Qingyue's snow-like face turned slightly solemn, Chu Yueli's arched brows heavily sank as well. Cang Wanhe's expression, was even more so, changing constantly…

Jean, knowing where this is going, didn't even try to be polite. "Well, you couldn't wait after the marriage, could you? You ungrateful bastard."

Everyone gasped in surprise at Jean's words, while some people that were more familiar with Jean couldn't help but sigh in exasperation.

"And then he says problems come for him…"

One of the elders stuttered and spoke. "Y-Y-Y-You!"

"'You' what? Let me guess, you thought that I became so strong only because of your phoenix flames? That thing helped me only for something small, I have much better shit that helped me more than your fuċkɨnġ glorified chicken!" Jean kept riling up the other party.

The prince gritted his teeth and closed his fan, pointing it at Jean. "Ok, that's it! Execute him!"

Jean turned around and told to the audience. "For the ones in the front row, that is splash zone!"

"Splash Zone?" Some questioned, before blood sprayed all over their clothes, surprising them.

Everyone looked at Jean in surprise, and saw Jean's bloodied hands over the two Elders' headless bodies.

It happened in a single instant, they elders dashed at Jean, and then their heads exploded.

Feeling more insulted, Feng Xichen gritted his teeth and said. "If you need to do things properly, you need to do it for yourself… En garde!"

However, Jean remained on his spot, unharmed. Then, the jade fan in the prince's hands suddenly flew out; spinning at extreme speed, it turned into a life taking flying wheel, flying towards Jean.

Phoenix flames started to envelop the fan as they took the shape of a flying phoenix.

Everyone looked at Jean with a cautious expression, eager to see what will he do.

"Tyrant Ruler: Nahemah"

But no one expected him to summon a dark throne out of nothing with a big broadsword on his right hand.

Jean swinged his 'Demon King' at the jade fan, shattering both the flames and the fan itself in fragments.

Feng Xichen remained with his hand extended forward, his confidence shattered just like his fan.

"...This wasn't supposed to happen..."

"Those were phoenix flames? Holy shit! I was joking when I called you a bastard!" Jean said with surprise, not expecting the flames turning out to be so weak.

Jasmine sighed in the Sky Poison Pearl, of course they can't be compared to Jean's flames.

In the Realm of the Gods, the highest number of phoenix drops of blood a person possessed was 15, and Jean, being an Emperor Profound Practitioner, had more than the double of the drops of Phoenix blood that a Divine Sovereign had.

Then God knows what will the watch give him when he reaches the Tyrant Profound Realm, or even the Sovereign Profound Realm.

When he reached the Emperor Profound Realm, he gained the Throne of Annihilation, Sandalphon, that now… Well, the only sword that could possobly match it was the Heaven Punishing Ancestral Blade, just because the blade was growing with Jean.

Jean's blade caught fire, and Feng Xichen immediately started to run due to a really ominous feeling on his ċhėst.

"Phoenix Break!"

*Screeeeeech!*

The image of the phoenix was so realistic that it even released a screech as it dashed towards the 13th Prince.

The blast it created at impact was massive, from the power of the 34 drops of phoenix blood, it was obvious that the power let out was unimaginable.

A big hole in a wall was created as Feng Xichen's mangled and charred body flew out.

However, the wedding was already ruined, so Jean didn't have any problem with doing worse. Sticking Nahemah in the ground, Jean started to approach the prince.

Meanwhile, everyone that stood in front of Jean yelped and started to run away in an unnatural way.

It was as if something was scaring them to death…

When Jean reached the prince, who started to crawl away, he stomped one of the prince's feet, crushing the bones and causing him to let a painful scream.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!"

Everyone flinched at that scream, and started to hear something ripping off and the scream getting more intense.

The next moment, they saw something flying at them, and found out to be…

A jaw.

A bloodied jaw, with some teeth missing, they could clearly see the skin being teared apart as the bone was pried off from the rest of the body.

Some people gulped in horror while others were holding back their puke.

"S-Staaph…! D-Dhe Divine Phoenics Empir won't let you go!"

The words were slightly distorted due to the missing jaw, but the message was clear.

Now that you did it, the Divine Phoenix Empire will do its best to hunt for your head.

...But it didn't even reach Jean's ears. "HAH?! YOU STILL HAVE THE FORCE TO TALK!? THEN USE IT TO SCREAM!"

*Crunch!*

"WAAAAAAHHHH!!"

Soon, the next thing everyone saw rolling away was a pair of eyeballs…

Some people couldn't hold it anymore and puked in the ground, while others turned their gaze away in horror…

Back to Feng Xichen, he was slightly calmer than before now that he lost his eyes… It was because he couldn't see anymore the terrifying face that Jean was currently holding.

A malevolent grin was etched on his mouth while his black and empty eyes looked jist like that of a demon.

That type of aura had the same meaning to everyone as a God telling Jean: "You are Evil."

The message was clear for everyone. Mess with Jean, mess with Evil.

With a book on his hand, Jean poked the prince's mangled body, and spread out his nerves all over his body…

Then he stimulated the prince's nerves, and another painful scream echoed in the halls of the palace.

Right now Jean was reading the book: "9'999 Ways of Torture Manual", and was using some paragraphs that could be done at the moment.

The next was the Cluster Headache…

Feng Xichen let out a pained mȯȧn, he didn't even have the strength to scream again and the sensation his brain was giving out was weird and painful.

Feng Xichen kept struggling under Jean's ȧss while the latter sat over him.

"Uuuuuu…"

"Huh? You are still saying that your father won't forgive you? Huuuuuh?! Let me reveal you a secret before you die. Unless your father is at the 10th Sovereign Profound Realm, he has no chance to win!"

*Splat!*

Soon, Jean started to walk through the hole, and his face was…

...Serene?