Chapter 1506: The Grand Elder

"Qiao Xugong, how can you claim skill by stabbing someone in the back while they're vulnerable!" Duan Tianchou's tiny figure was faintly visible in the mirror. He raged inside, crashing around, but remained trapped in the mirror world, unleashing impotent fury at the Great Elf King.

Zu'an was startled. So this 'convenient' father-in-law's name was Qiao Xugong?

That made sense. He wasn't born the Great Elf King; he must have had a name. It was just that after he became the Great Elf King, few called him by his real name, causing most people to forget it.

However, the name gave Zu'an an impulse to ask his confidante, "Between Xugong and me, who is more handsome?"

And wasn't this guy a bit too flashy? Yet, judging by the accustomed expressions of those around them, it was clear that having been together in the royal court, they were already used to it.

"Taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, stabbing them in the back?" The Great Elf King flashed a perfect smile at the mirror. "Isn't that what you Dark Elves are good at? I've merely adopted a little of your technique, and you can't handle it?"

"Damn it!" Duan Tianchou cursed. "Don't show me that disgusting smile."

The Great Elf King, who had been jovial a moment ago, instantly flew into a rage. "You find such a refined, amiable, and peerlessly handsome smile disgusting? Are you blind!"

Duan Tianchou naturally refused to back down, and the two quickly devolved into a shouting match.

Everyone else was speechless.

The Second Prince's expression flickered; with the Great Elf King's arrival, the tide had likely turned against them today.

Perhaps they should retreat for now, take Sixth Uncle, and live to fight another day... Damn it!

His eyes widened in shock as he saw Zu'an nock an arrow, aiming it at Sixth Uncle in the air.

Sixth Uncle's liver trembled. He had already panicked after seeing Mister Bat and Black Tooth shattered one after another. He thought about leaving the battlefield; as a Grandmaster, where couldn't he live comfortably?

But the long-haired, busty woman opposite him was incredibly fierce, her martial arts appearing and disappearing unpredictably, making it impossible for him to escape.

Damn it, they had no grudges; did she really need to fight so desperately?

What he didn't know was that Yun Jianyue was seething with anger. That scoundrel Zu'an had helped the Ice Stone Maiden first; why didn't he help her?

They had known each other longer and lived in the same room in the palace for so long. She thought their relationship should be deeper than with the Ice Stone Maiden.

Yet, this scoundrel, just like all those other rotten men, was evidently captivated by the Ice Stone Maiden's ethereal beauty.

All men deserved to die!

Rage points from Yun Jianyue +444 +444 +444...

Sixth Uncle didn't understand why the woman opposite him suddenly surged in power and doubled her offensive, quickly leaving him with several injuries.

Then he saw Duan Tianchou being shot and blown apart by an arrow, which completely terrified him.

It was known that Dark Elves could vanish into the void at any time; they were almost always the ones ambushing others, and it was difficult for anyone else to pursue them if they genuinely intended to escape.

Yet, even so, Duan Tianchou still had to pay half his essence blood to create a substitute puppet to evade that arrow. This proved that his vital energy had been completely locked onto by the arrow, and he couldn't escape even by vanishing into the void, leaving him with no choice but this desperate measure.

He didn't possess such an escape method; if he were hit by an arrow, he would probably explode on the spot.

He reacted quickly, immediately giving up resistance and pleading with a smile: "A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! We're all on the same side."

His sudden plea momentarily flustered Yun Jianyue, making it inconvenient for her to deliver a killing blow.

"On the same side?" Zu'an sneered, his bow and arrow still aimed at him.

Sixth Uncle broke out in a cold sweat and quickly said, "Little Prince, I'm your Sixth Uncle! I even bought you candied haws when you were a child. Oh, and I have no real connection to the Second Prince. I only came out today to uphold justice because the Crown Prince was harming his own brothers. That doesn't mean I support him!"

"Compared to the Second Prince, I actually think you, Little Prince, are more suited to be the Demon Emperor. You're the old Demon Emperor's only legitimate son, and your mother is the Demon Empress, so of course, you are the most qualified to be the Demon Emperor."

...

He spouted out all sorts of reasons in one breath. He'd never realized his eloquence was so good, or that he could speak so quickly.

The others in the field were momentarily dazed. They had truly seen a lot today: not only so many Grandmasters participating in battle, but also Grandmasters being instantly killed, and now, Grandmasters begging for mercy.

Hu Qianxiao suddenly had tears in his eyes. His grievances were finally cleared. Someone finally understood his recent suffering. He was the dignified Hu Qianxiao; did they think he wanted to suddenly meow if he wasn't enveloped by the will of death?

The Second Prince's nose was twisted in anger. What kind of people had he raised? All his painstaking efforts over the years had ultimately become a joke.

As Zu'an hesitated, his expression suddenly shifted, and he looked aside.

At that moment, the sky churned with wind and clouds, and a terrifying aura emanated from within the clouds. Soon, several human-faced phantoms gradually coalesced in the sky. Each face was incredibly ancient, yet their auras were immensely vast. Even Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue instinctively recoiled; these figures were merely projections, yet their auras were a few shades stronger than theirs.

The one seemingly at the lead, in particular, had an aura almost comparable to that of the former Demon Emperor!

"Grand Elder, you've finally arrived." Seeing him, the elder known as Sixth Uncle immediately burst into tears.

"Silence, you disgrace." The Grand Elder glared at him, and two beams of light enveloped Sixth Uncle, looking as if they could turn him to ash at any moment.

Sixth Uncle trembled uncontrollably but dared not utter another sound.

The Little Demon Empress hastily tugged Zu'an, motioning for him to put away his arrow, and secretly transmitted her voice through vital energy: "These are some elders of the royal family. Many are even older than the Demon Emperor, having sealed themselves within the ancestral tomb lines for years. Their cultivation is astonishing."

Zu'an nodded subtly. The Sixth Uncle from earlier seemed to be part of the Elder Council too, but he had only joined a few years ago, at most still an intern.

This group of people possessed extremely high cultivation. Most of them were nearing the end of their lifespans, unable to break through to higher realms, so they sealed themselves away to await future changes in the world, hoping for an opportunity to break through and gain new longevity.

Their true forms had not arrived; they had only projected phantoms, likely to conserve their lifespans.

"Greetings, Elders!" The Second Prince's eyes gleamed with excitement. He had thought the battle was lost today, but with the appearance of these tribal elders, the situation had taken a turn.

No matter how high Zu'an's cultivation was, could it surpass that of several elders? Especially the Grand Elder, who possessed combat power almost comparable to that of his father, the Emperor. One person alone would be enough to overwhelm the entire field.

Not to mention the other elders!

The Grand Elder nodded slightly, then his gaze swept across the scene, quickly settling on Zu'an and the Sun-Shooting Bow in his hand.

At this moment, the Great Elf King lightly coughed. "Why have the esteemed Elders suddenly graced us with your presence?"

His transcendent status, coupled with his arrogant nature, meant he wasn't as fearful of these elders as ordinary people were.

Seeing the Grand Elder look at his 'convenient' son-in-law, he worried that a conflict might erupt if a single word was amiss.

Although this son-in-law was plain-looking, miles away from his own handsomeness, he was at least quite skilled at shooting. He was rather satisfied with this son-in-law.

In his eyes, there were only three levels of descriptive terms for appearance in the world: the first level was, of course, himself, unique throughout the land;

The second level was 'plain-looking', only a hundred thousand miles or so inferior to him.

As for everyone else, they were all ugly.

Beautiful faces were all alike, but ugly people were ugly in a thousand different ways.

Therefore, for this 'convenient' son-in-law to receive the evaluation of 'plain-looking' was already extremely rare.

The Grand Elder snorted coldly, "The entire royal court is in chaos; how could I not come?"

The Little Demon Empress spoke up then: "Grand Elder, this isn't our fault. It was the Second Prince who harmed his brothers. We merely reacted in self-defense. We hope the Grand Elder will render a just decision."

As the Empress, she was naturally the most qualified to speak.

Furthermore, she was exquisitely beautiful, holding her young son in her arms, truly appearing pitiful and making it difficult for anyone to harbor hostility towards her.

The Grand Elder followed her gaze and saw the Crown Prince's bound corpse and Elder Wu's severed head among the Second Prince's faction. His expression immediately darkened.