Strongest Kingdom: My Op Kingdom Got Transported Along With Me

Chapter 453: Chapter 452: The Auction Ended (part 2)

Veyron slowly nodded.

”Then let’s see how much they’re willing to sacrifice to protect it.”

At nearly the same time, the Azure Heaven Sect’s enormous flying beast soared through the sky.

The majestic creature moved through the clouds with astonishing speed, its gigantic wings creating powerful currents of wind that sent the clouds rolling backward.

Sect Master Jian Wuchen stood upon its back.

His robes fluttered in the wind. Behind him stood Grand Elder Yun.

The old woman was unusually silent.

Jian Wuchen finally looked toward her.

”Are you certain?”

Grand Elder Yun nodded.

”We cannot let the Draven Clan return safely.”

Her expression was calm, but her eyes were cold.

”That weapon is too dangerous.”

”He doesn’t need to understand.”

Grand Elder Yun’s fingers tightened around her wooden staff.

”We aren’t asking for permission.”

Jian Wuchen remained silent.

A Tier 7 weapon was worth taking risks.

Even if it meant temporarily offending another great power.

As long as they acted carefully, they could deny everything afterward.

After all, the wilderness between the territories of the three great powers was enormous.

Accidents happened.

Experts fought.

People died.

And treasures changed owners.

There were countless ways to explain what happened afterward.

Jian Wuchen looked toward the distant Draven Clan warship.

”Then we’ll do it quickly.”

Grand Elder Yun nodded.

”One strike.”

”Take the weapon.”

”Then retreat.”

The Draven Clan’s warship was traveling at maximum speed.

Inside the main cabin, Caelum sat quietly.

The spatial container holding the Crimson Heaven Blade rested directly beside him.

Morgath stood nearby.

Several powerful clan experts surrounded them.

Everyone was alert.

They weren’t fools.

They knew exactly what the other two great powers were thinking.

A Tier 7 weapon was simply too valuable.

Even if they had agreed to compete fairly during the auction, that agreement ended the moment the auction was over.

Caelum slowly looked toward the spatial container.

”How far are we from the clan?”

”About half a day.”

Caelum frowned.

”Increase the speed.”

The clan elder beside him immediately nodded.

”Yes, Patriarch.”

The warship accelerated.

Morgath remained standing near the edge of the deck.

His perception had already spread across the surrounding area.

Suddenly, his eyes opened. A sharp light flashed through them.

”Coming.”

Caelum immediately looked toward him.

”Who?”

Morgath turned his head toward the distant sky.

”Both of them.”

The expressions of the surrounding Draven Clan experts changed.

Caelum wasn’t surprised.

He slowly stood.

”I knew they wouldn’t simply let us leave.”

Morgath smiled faintly.

”I knew you two wouldn’t be able to sit by and watch.”

His voice was carried across the deck.

The moment his words fell...

BOOOOM!

The entire Draven Clan warship violently shook.

The massive vessel tilted for a moment as if it had suddenly been struck by an invisible mountain. Defensive formations covering its hull immediately activated, brilliant arrays of light spreading across the surface as they struggled to withstand the overwhelming pressure descending from the sky.

Several clan members lost their balance, while the weaker cultivators were forced to their knees. Some Tier 5 cultivators gritted their teeth and desperately circulated their spiritual energy, but even they could barely remain standing. Those below Tier 5 were not so fortunate. Their legs trembled uncontrollably before they collapsed onto the deck, unable to resist the terrifying pressure.

The atmosphere itself seemed to become heavy.

Two figures slowly emerged from the distant clouds.

One was an elderly woman holding a wooden staff. Her robes fluttered gently despite the oppressive atmosphere, and an ancient aura surrounded her body. Grand Elder Yun of the Azure Heaven Sect had arrived.

Beside her stood a middle-aged man with a calm and imposing expression. His presence was like an unmoving mountain, heavy and ancient, carrying the profound power of someone who had spent thousands of years tempering himself through countless battles.

Marshall Edran.

The personal guardian of the Kingdom of Valoria.

The moment the two Tier 7 experts appeared, their Laws spread across the heavens.

The Law of Water controlled by Grand Elder Yun filled the surrounding sky, while the Law of Earth controlled by Marshall Edran descended like an enormous invisible mountain. The two Laws intertwined, locking directly onto the Draven Clan warship.

Every member of the clan felt it, their bodies became heavy.

Their spiritual energy slowed. Even breathing became difficult.

For the weaker cultivators, it felt as though the entire sky had fallen upon their shoulders.

Then another aura erupted.

BOOM!

A crimson pillar of light shot into the heavens.

The oppressive force surrounding the warship was instantly pushed back.

The temperature of the entire deck rose sharply as terrifying flames spread through the air. The previously suffocating atmosphere suddenly became breathable again, and the clan members who had been forced to their knees could finally lift their heads.

At the center of the crimson aura stood Grand Elder Morgath.

His expression was cold.

His crimson robes fluttered violently as flames surrounded his body, and behind him, the phantom of an enormous sea of fire appeared in the sky.

The Law of Fire.

Morgath had released his own Law to counter the combined pressure of the other two Tier 7 cultivators.

”Grand Elder!”

Several Draven Clan members breathed heavily, their faces filled with relief.

Morgath didn’t look at them.

His eyes remained fixed on the two figures floating above the warship.

”You two old fools, what are you doing here?” Morgath’s voice thundered across the sky. ”Do you two want to declare war on my Draven Clan?”

Grand Elder Yun calmly looked down at him.

”Don’t be so dramatic, Morgath.”

Her voice was surprisingly peaceful compared to the terrifying situation surrounding them.

”We are just here to test your newly acquired weapon.”

Morgath stared at her for several seconds.

Then his expression twisted slightly.

”Test?”

His eyes narrowed.

”These sly bastards.”

He understood immediately.

They had no intention of simply testing the weapon.

They wanted it.

However, neither Grand Elder Yun nor Marshall Edran could openly admit that they intended to steal a Tier 7 weapon from the Draven Clan. That would be equivalent to declaring war on another great power. Therefore, they needed an excuse.

A test.

That was all they needed to say.

Morgath slowly raised his hand.

The spatial container beside him disappeared.

When his hand appeared again, a dark crimson blade was already resting within his grasp.

SHIIING!

The instant the Crimson Heaven Blade appeared, an overwhelming sword intent erupted into the heavens.

The blade’s golden runes illuminated one after another, and terrifying flames immediately wrapped around its surface.

The surrounding space seemed to distort from the heat.

Even from a distance, the spectators could feel the terrifying power contained within the weapon.

Morgath tightened his grip.

”If you want to test it...”

He stepped off the warship.

”Then come.”

His body shot into the sky.

BOOM!

The flames beneath his feet exploded, sending him higher and higher until he stood far above the warship.

Grand Elder Yun and Marshall Edran followed.

The three Tier 7 cultivators soon reached an altitude where their battle would no longer endanger the warship below.

The moment they stopped, the atmosphere changed.

The sky darkened.

Clouds began gathering from every direction, covering the heavens until sunlight disappeared completely. The clouds twisted and churned as if some invisible force were stirring the entire sky.