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Bei Yin was extremely anxious, but his limbs were bound by electronic shackles and he could not get out at all. He could only watch as the bullet containing thousands of nanoneedles shot towards Yan Tingfeng.

The second prince laughed grimly: "You will soon experience the pain of having your nerves stripped away!"

"Listen!" Bei Ming shouted heartbreakingly.

However, at the moment when the bullet was about to penetrate the body, the figure at the original place gradually became illusory, flashed, and then disappeared.

Beiming magic, the art of clones!
This method can create multiple clones, which can be indistinguishable from the real thing and thus confuse the opponent's vision.

When Yan Tingfeng left his clone in place, he had already arrived behind the second prince.

"Where is he?!" The second prince was shocked, "He..."

He couldn't say the rest of the words because a cold hand grabbed his neck.

He could feel the fingers covering his skin tightening little by little, and the breath of death was overwhelming him, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

The second prince's body was shaking violently, and his calves were trembling.

His hand was forced to loosen, and the next moment, the gun was in Yan Tingfeng's hand.

"Neural fiber disassembly instrument?" Yan Tingfeng played with the small silver gun, nodded slightly, and smiled, "It is indeed a very good thing. It is very useful for punishing those disobedient prisoners."

The second prince was still trembling and he couldn't say a word.

At this time, he finally realized that although Bei Yin's eldest son had been a vegetable since birth, his strength was actually terrifying to a terrifying level.

He had once had the good fortune to see the messenger Buddha in action, but the danger he brought to people was less than one-fifth of that of this white-haired young man!

How can this be?

Even if Bei Yin and Xuan Tan had never given up waiting for their eldest son to wake up, and used nine-tenths of their money to provide their eldest son with adequate nutrition, it would be impossible for his fighting power to be so terrifying!

"You...you can't touch me!" The second prince trembled for a long time, and finally he was able to say a complete sentence, "It's your father who is guilty, not me! If you...if you let me go, I will let my father let you go!"

"Oh?" Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows. "I have the final say on who is guilty."

"Oh!"

He pulled the trigger.

The bullet instantly penetrated into the second prince's back, and countless nanoneedles exploded in his body, flowing to his limbs and bones.

"Ah! Ah——!" The second prince let out a shrill scream. He felt that every nerve in his body was burning and tearing with pain.

The pain went deep into his bones, and he couldn't even faint.

Yan Tingfeng smiled gently: "Since he is guilty, just kill him."

There is nothing that cannot be solved by force.

He wanted to clear the obstacles here for Ye Wanlan before redeveloping Chongming.

Anyone who stands in his way will be wiped out.

Yan Tingfeng didn't look at the second prince who was twitching on the ground. He rescued Bei Yin and said, "Father, mother is fine. You can rest assured." "Ah? Oh oh..." Bei Yin's expression was still a little dazed, "Then what's next..."

Yan Tingfeng raised his head and said calmly: "Kill."

**
King Tianheng was dealing with matters of all sizes with a frown on his face.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, something bad has happened!" The captain of the palace guards stumbled into the main hall, his face covered in blood and a look of fear. "Someone has broken into the palace! It's the eldest son of the deposed crown prince Bei Yin. The second prince has been killed!"

"What did you say?!" King Tianheng was shocked and angry, "How dare he?"

As soon as these words were uttered, several corpses were thrown into the hall.

The young man with long silver-white hair walked slowly into the hall, stepping on bones and blood. The sunlight fell on his body, giving him a faint golden glow.

It is clearly a beautiful scene, but in the eyes of others, it looks like the Asura of hell.

"How dare you! Are you going to rebel?!" King Tianheng shouted angrily, "You are so disrespectful to your elders and don't know the rules! If the envoy blames you, you will be killed without a burial place!"

This was the first time he met his grandson.

He really has a very nice skin.

But he is vicious and cruel, and is not a good person. He absolutely cannot inherit the orthodoxy of Chongming!

"Emissary?" Yan Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, but he laughed instead, "That makes sense. Since Chongming is a king with divine authority, we really need to wait for the envoy to come."

“Ting’er!” Bei Yin didn’t know what Yan Tingfeng was thinking. He lowered his voice and spoke with a bit of anxiety, “You just woke up not long ago. You don’t know the abilities of the Supreme Wisdom and the seven messengers. They…”

"I know, father." Yan Tingfeng's eyebrows were calm, "I'm not afraid of them coming, but I'm afraid of them not coming."

Bei Yin was stunned.

When King Tianheng saw that Yan Tingfeng had really heard it, he thought that Yan Tingfeng was also afraid of the Supreme Wisdom and his envoys. He breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to pause. He immediately sent someone to the cave of the Supreme Wisdom to invite the envoy to come.

The fact that he was able to break into the palace proved that his strength was unfathomable, and only the messenger could control him.

The messenger Miaoyin arrived before her. She was furious, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice: "Tianheng, as a king, you can't even take care of your own children, so what else can you do? Such a small matter also requires my intervention, so what's the point of you being a king?"

Faced with such a reprimand, King Tianheng dared not speak or get angry. He saluted respectfully to the envoy Miaoyin and said, "Please excuse my embarrassment, Lord Miaoyin. This boy killed my second son and brutally killed hundreds of palace guards. He committed treason and disregarded the monarch and his subjects. Even I don't know what to do. I can only ask you..."

"Humph!" The messenger Miaoyin finally arrived at the hall. "Your son is useless, and you are useless too. I want to see who else has such ability."

The Chongming royal family is under the control of the Supreme Wisdom. With the spiritual imprint, how could anyone dare to have any dissenting thoughts?
Unless you don’t want to live anymore!
"Yes, yes, Master Miaoyin is right." King Tianheng became more respectful, "Please Master Miaoyin eliminate this boy and put down the rebellion!"

"That's it for this time, Tianheng. There won't be a next time." The messenger Miaoyin asked, "Who?"

King Tianheng's heart trembled: "Lord Miaoyin, it's him."

From beginning to end, Yan Tingfeng just sat there quietly, with a smile in his eyes and his right hand tapping on the table absentmindedly.

The envoy Miaoyin looked in the direction King Zhentianheng pointed.

After seeing this, she didn't even have time to pause, she turned around and ran away! (End of this chapter)