Hearing this, Wang Yan immediately lost interest.
A prince who had no right to speak was nothing in his eyes.
So, Wang Yan retracted his gaze and looked at Emperor Yan. "I heard that tens of thousands of years ago, a valley master of the Valley of Myriad Medicine painstakingly refined a few level-six Heaven-class pills, the Infinite Pill of Salvation.
"I heard that this pill is a supreme soul pill. Even if one's Sea of Soul is shattered and the soul seed is gone, one can reassemble the soul seed and reconstruct the Sea of Soul.
"So, I came to the West State in hopes that Emperor Yan would not be stingy with this pill. As long as it is within my capabilities, I will not hold back!"
Wang Yan emphasized the last sentence, indicating that he was determined to get the Infinite Pill of Salvation.
Hearing this, Emperor Yan and the others' expressions changed again.
If Wang Yan's request was ordinary, Emperor Yan would naturally satisfy it.
However, the Infinite Pill of Salvation was known as the national treasure of the Great Yan Dynasty. Even the shocking conditions that the Skyroad sect had proposed in exchange were rejected by the successive Emperor Yan.
After all, having such a heaven-defying pill was equivalent to having an extra life.
As long as one did not die instantly, even if the Sea of Soul was shattered, one could be reborn after taking this pill.
Because it was so precious, the successive Emperor Yan could not bear to use it. It was passed down as a national treasure.
"This is indeed true, but it's a pity that the Infinite Pill of Salvation never reached my hands."
The Flame Emperor refused without any hesitation.
Although his words were tactful, the meaning was very clear.
In an instant, the smile on Wang Yan's face stiffened, then disappeared, replaced by a cold expression.
Simon Rampart and Xue Wuhen's gazes also became dangerous. Although they did not emit any earth-shattering aura, their sharp gazes were enough to make one tremble in fear.
The originally relaxed atmosphere instantly became heavy again, as if a war was about to break out.
"Is Emperor Yan joking with me?
The Infinite Pill of Salvation is so rare and precious that it will definitely be passed down as a national treasure. "
"But the Flame Emperor says he doesn't have any. Does he not want to give me the elixir, or does he think my status is not high enough?"
Although Wang Yan's words were very gentle, each and every one of them was sharp and aggressive.
Flame Emperor sneered, "If I say it's gone, it means it's gone. If you don't believe me, go and find it yourself."
With that, the Flame Emperor waved his sleeves. "Since the three of you have come from afar, I originally wanted to hold a banquet and chat with you. But it seems like that's impossible now."
"Since that's the case, this Emperor won't force you to stay. Everyone, do as you please!"
Although the Flame Emperor spoke very politely, his attitude was very unyielding. He was just short of directly saying that he would not see him off.
Seeing this, Wang Yan exhaled a mouthful of murky air. His eyes flashed with a cold light. "You really won't give it to me?"
"How can I give you something that I don't have?"
The Flame Emperor was not afraid at all. He glared at Wang Yan coldly.
The young man before him was the youngest Full Star realm expert who had shaken up the entire Starsource Continent.
However, the Flame Pavilion was known as the strongest force of the Great Yan dynasty. Although they were missing Yan Huo, the protector of the empire, and had lost their peak battle prowess, their overall strength was enough to take on any Full Star realm expert.
Even peak Full Star realm experts would have to retreat before the entire Flame Pavilion.
This was the Flame Emperor's confidence, as well as what he was relying on.
"If that's the case, then I can only offend you."
Wang Yan stared at the Flame Emperor coldly. Suddenly, he extended his hand and a terrifying suction force erupted.
Almost as soon as it appeared, it acted on the Flame Spirit, causing it to instantly appear in front of Wang Yan.
Holding the Flame Spirit's slender neck, Wang Yan said sternly, "Are you going to give it to me or not?"
The Flame Emperor immediately flew into a rage. The shocking presence of a ruler rose up from him, making him seem like an ancient emperor descending upon the world.
"Don't you dare!"
Wang Yan snorted coldly. "I'll only give you three seconds to consider. After three seconds, regardless of whether you agree or not, this prince will die on the spot."
His indifferent voice echoed through the vast palace. It seemed to contain boundless magic, suppressing everything.
Not a single person dared to make a sound, as if they had been shocked by Wang Yan's crazy actions.
The next moment, the Flame Emperor roared angrily, "A mere child dares to threaten me? Where is the Flame Pavilion?!
Capture this brat, dead or alive! "
"Yes!"
Aside from the already dead Yan Huo, the seventy-two members of the Flame Pavilion all took a step forward.
In an instant, powerful auras interwove together, forming a terrifying pressure like the might of the heavens, crushing down on Wang Yan with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas!
The space in front of him instantly collapsed and collapsed. Wave-like ripples appeared crazily like boiling water.
Wherever it passed by, it was like a primordial beast, devouring everything mercilessly!
"A competition of pressure?" Wang Yan's lips curled into a sneer. "Then I'll give you what you want!"
With that, his Mud-pill Palace rapidly trembled. The power of his soul erupted without holding back at all.
At that moment, a terrifying presence that did not seem to belong to the Starsource Continent suddenly descended.
The presence was indifferent and emotionless, as if it stood above the heavens, looking down on the ant-like gods below.
With Wang Yan at the centre, the surrounding space began to collapse, revealing large, vicious, pitch-black cracks.
In the blink of an eye, the Incinerating Flame Palace, protected by powerful formations, collapsed loudly.
A radius of a thousand kilometers turned into a pitch-black region of nothingness. Violent streams of space wreaked havoc.
Fortunately, everyone present was an expert, or they would have died to the spatial streams long ago.
The terrifying pressure unleashed by the seventy-two Flame Pavilion experts suddenly stopped three feet away from Wang Yan. Then, it split in the middle.
Not a single pressure descended on Wang Yan. He seemed to be the ruler of the world, the god that controlled everything.
He was impervious to all laws and untouchable.
Boom …
A violent collision sound came from the unseen world, and immediately, miserable screams filled the sky.
Over half of the seventy-two experts clutched their heads and howled as they bled from all their orifices.
The remaining people all trembled, their complexions pale. As they looked at Wang Yan, their gazes were filled with boundless fear.
It was as if Wang Yan was no longer a weak young man in their eyes at that moment. Instead, he was a primordial beast that had chosen its prey.
With a single thought, he could suppress them and dictate their fates.
"C- the Star Plucker realm?!"
A certain expert of the Flame Pavilion suppressed the uneasiness in the depths of his soul as he stared at Wang Yan in utter shock.
Immediately, the Flame Emperor trembled. His face was ashen.
When he heard the words "Star Plucker realm", it was like a bolt out of the blue. His mind was shaken, and his soul sea surged.
Such a shocking disturbance immediately threw the entire Great Yan Dynasty into chaos. Countless streaks of light flew towards the Incinerating Flame Palace, which had long since ceased to exist.
This series of shocking changes added up to no more than three seconds, but it brought shock and horror to Emperor Yan and the others as long as a century.
"Three seconds have passed. Looks like you don't care about your own flesh and blood. If that's the case, I'll end him for you."
(End of the chapter)