Chapter 112: What Can Be Done in 1 Minute

Damn! In Brother Cheng’s mind right now, only two words were echoing—Epic! With just one word to stop, everything in the entire venue came to a halt, whether alive or dead. If it weren’t for the fact that the stopped people were still conscious, it would seem as if time had frozen. The only exception was the chain cage. Perhaps because they all belong to the realm of spell, once a stronger spell appeared, the previous one became ineffective. So, with the spell, the cage and chains vanished into thin air. This Immortal tier version of the Verbal Magic was amazing! Brother Cheng was convinced. He was even touched enough to be willing to give up his throne as King Bi, letting the system sit for a minute. "Disperse!" The Great Array vanished. The Four-direction Primordial Cauldron, shining with golden light, fell down, transforming into a small bronze cauldron the size of a palm, which landed in his hand. At the same time, even the Spiritual Qi within this hall was completely dispersed. The remaining five finally regained their freedom. "You..." Xiang Gaoye was filled with shock, just about to ask how he was still alive. "Kneel!" Thud, thud, thud... All four of them kneeled down with such force that their knees shattered the black stone floor. The only exception was Lan Ti. Jiang Cheng excluded her from the spell’s target. "Release!" "Dream!" The two Saint Heirs were appalled, one trying to break the spell, the other to make Jiang Cheng enter a dream once more. But these attempts were like mud cows entering the sea, having no effect whatsoever. "How did you do that?" Lan Ti was both surprised and delighted, unable to believe it was real. She also knew a bit of Verbal Magic. But even she couldn’t make same-level experts kneel at will. Let alone Jiang Cheng, who was a realm lower than everyone present. "Crawl!" As the words fell, the Imperial Princess and the two Saint Heirs uncontrollably began crawling towards him. "Jiang Cheng, what are you doing!" Yu Liang couldn’t believe it and roared angrily, his neck veins bulged out and turned red. "I shall kill you! Exterminate your family!" Xiang Gaoye was furious enough to go mad; he was an emperor, after all, and had only ever had others kneel to him. Never had he faced such a humiliating moment. "You won’t die a good death!" "Insulting the Saint Heir! The Sacred Land won’t spare you!" Han Huayuan desperately tried to mobilize his Spiritual Power and Daoist Palace, but couldn’t resist the overpowering spell. Ningti was the first to acknowledge the situation. "Jiang Cheng... I was wrong..." She immediately began pleading for mercy. But Brother Cheng wasn’t falling for it. The four of them now seemed to have received only one command—crawl. Aside from that, they couldn’t fly, draw swords, or even commit suicide. "Wretched beast, stop this at once!" Suddenly, above Han Huayuan’s head, the phantom of an old man with white hair and beard appeared. Lan Ti’s face changed color. "The True Spirit Consciousness of Venerable Mirror Ring." "Trouble, he’s Ascending to Saint, even a consciousness is something a Daoist Palace Realm can’t withstand!" She had already found it suspicious; those two Saint Heirs alone wouldn’t definitely ensure victory. So it turned out Silence Sacred Land had a final ace up their sleeve this time. "Master, save me!" "Kill him..." The two Saint Heirs rekindled hope. "Grind him to dust!" Facing the phantom, who appeared wise and ethereal with an unfathomable aura, Jiang Cheng smiled. Ascending to Saint Realm? Sounds so scary. "Roll!" Before Venerable Mirror Ring could make a move, Jiang Cheng uttered another word. The True Spirit Consciousness in the Ascending to Saint Realm changed expression. It uncontrollably rolled in the void. At times facing skyward, at other moments with its butt higher than its head, rolling neatly. Jiang Cheng didn’t say stop, so it couldn’t stop. "Wretched beast, you dare toy with me!" "Stop!" Venerable Mirror Ring’s True Spirit Consciousness almost went insane. He couldn’t resist it. This was the Immortal tier spell; if he were an Immortal, perhaps he could resist it, but certainly not at Ascending to Saint Realm. The worldview of the two Saint Heirs and the Emperor shattered completely. The lofty Ascending to Saint Venerable would receive endless reverence no matter where he went. His appearance made people expect him to casually defeat everyone with a flick of his wrist. Leaving behind the image of an expert departing and an unfathomable aura. Yet now... he was rolling like a wheel, tirelessly dashing back and forth in this grand hall. Lan Ti was dumbfounded. She didn’t even know whether to cheer or gasp in shock. An enemy so feared, being toyed with like this? Could this also be a dream? Bang! The True Spirit Consciousness exploded. In a secret chamber in the distant Silence Sacred Land, the true form of Venerable Mirror Ring roared in furious rage. Surrounding mountains were shattered to powder! To avoid further humiliation, he had to destroy his own strand of True Spirit Consciousness. Yet the shame that just happened could never be forgotten. On this side, Brother Cheng felt a bit regretful. He had more tricks planned for that True Spirit Consciousness, but didn’t expect the old man couldn’t handle it. With the disappearance of the True Spirit Consciousness, the remaining four were utterly hopeless. Lan Ti jubilantly flashed to his side, her face full of disbelief: "How do you know spells?" Jiang Cheng couldn’t answer. He was currently in the minute-long state of the Immortal tier version, where anything he said turned into spell. "Can you leave Ningti, I still have use for her, I don’t want her to be easily ended." "Also, what level is your Verbal Magic, how is it more powerful than our Witch Division’s?" Brother Cheng could only roll his eyes at her. "Praise!" Lan Ti’s expression changed, her purple eyes widened in disbelief, and she uncontrollably began to praise him. "Jiang Cheng, you are the most handsome and charming man I’ve ever seen, unparalleled in the heavens and earth..." "Your talent is incomparable..." "Your aptitude astonishes ancient times and illuminates today..." "Your brilliance is unsurpassed to the point the rules of the lower realm can’t contain it..." "In comparison to you, I am like a firefly under the bright moon, it’s my life’s honor to bask in your light..." "Your character is so noble and unparalleled throughout ten thousand ancient ages that no sage can compare..." Lan Ti’s exquisite face almost twisted; she certainly didn’t want to flatter Jiang Cheng so cringingly. If not for this crisis forcing them to join forces, she would have slightly despised this person. After all, before this, they had argued once. However, she couldn’t control it. Faced with the Immortal tier version of the Verbal Magic, she couldn’t resist. She could only glare murderously at him while gritting her teeth and continued to praise him. Awesome! Jiang Cheng expressed that he had never displayed such style with this much enjoyment. The time was about up. "Kill!" He ordered once again. Consequently, Xiang Gaoye and the two Saint Heirs began mutually slaughtering each other. seconds later, with Xiang Gaoye and the two Saint Heirs engaged in a self-destructive battle. Once Xiang Gaoye died, even if the spell’s effect wore off, victory was assured. After his death, no one controlled the Four-direction Primordial Cauldron, and the Dragon Spirit Array returned to being under Jiang Cheng’s control. After all, without the magical treasures and Great Array, the two Saint Heirs couldn’t withstand the combined forces of him and Lan Ti, even if they were in a normal state. However, he didn’t plan on exerting that much effort. Seeing that only a few moments remained before the spell’s effectiveness ended, he made his move. "Kill!" Without hesitation, he issued the command once more. Thus, Xiang Gaoye and the two Saint Heirs began to slaughter each other. Once Xiang Gaoye was dead, even when the spell eventually expired, they were sure to win. Without Xiang Gaoye, nobody operated the Four-direction Primordial Cauldron, and the Dragon Spirit Array fell back under Jiang Cheng’s control. No matter if those two Saint Heirs were in peak condition, they couldn’t withstand the combined attack of him and Lan Ti without their Magical Treasure and Great Array’s help. But he had no intention of working that hard. With a glance, only a few seconds left to spare. "Destroy!"