Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 572

Chapter 572: Chapter 573 Can You Leave After Saying Sorry? [4/15]

Wu Tian made his move. When he first visited the Immortal Emperor Realm, he had never been to Sword Listening City. However, the city was part of the Xiuyuan Country, a nation he had visited before. He wasn’t an Immortal Emperor back then, but he was already famous there.

In those days, his most powerful martial arts technique was merely at the Heavenly Level.

Great Penetrating Fist!

Wu Tian hadn’t used this technique in a long time. After he became an Immortal Emperor, with countless Emperor-Level techniques at his disposal, the Great Penetrating Fist had become far too weak to be of any use.

But today, he couldn’t help but call upon it. Memories of his time in Xiuyuan Country seemed to flicker before his eyes.

He threw a single punch. A Heavenly Sword Sect disciple screamed as it tore through his chest. The force of the punch didn’t stop. It tore clean through a second man, then a third, and a fourth. An entire line of disciples shrieked in agony as their chests were pierced, leaving behind gaping, bloody holes.

"This... this fist technique seems to be..."

"The Great Penetrating Fist! It was recognized as our Xiuyuan Country’s national fist technique thousands of years ago. How... how does he know it?"

"Typically, only members of the royal family should know it."

"Could he have some relationship with our king? For instance..."

The king has always been known for his messy private life.

At this moment, the gazes of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples turned grave. They suspected he was an illegitimate son of the current King Xiuyuan. Suddenly, they no longer dared to fight.

"Don’t jump to conclusions," Wu Tian said coldly, raising his fist and striking again.

Another row of disciples screamed. With a single punch, a line of more than thirty men was pierced through, all of them dead beyond a doubt.

"His Great Penetrating Fist... it’s not at Minor Achievement, or even Great Achievement. It’s at Perfection," one disciple exclaimed in disbelief.

"That’s right. That power... it is indeed Perfection. But I heard the current king is in seclusion, trying and failing to cultivate this very fist to its highest level."

"I heard the secret scroll is missing its last page," someone who loved to gossip speculated.

"Even the royal family doesn’t possess the complete scroll. How did he master it?" they cried out, staring at Wu Tian in shock.

Wu Tian just chuckled, unwilling to waste his breath on them. He lived by a simple principle: enemies must be killed. Otherwise, they will inevitably return to pester you. With this thought, Wu Tian advanced.

"What are you doing?" The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect watched Wu Tian approach, utterly astonished. Some panicked, taking involuntary steps back.

"What am I doing? Can you not tell?" Wu Tian showed no hesitation, only resolution. He walked forward, his eyes like ice, his aura cold and arrogant. "If you can’t even see this, you might as well die now and spare me the trouble of killing you later."

"Bastard!"

"What nonsense are you spewing?"

A few of the more hot-tempered disciples gripped their swords, which they believed to be razor-sharp, and charged Wu Tian like a bolt of lightning. They aimed their blades at his chest, thinking that by attacking together, they could at least put up a fight.

"A bunch of fools. Can’t you see the difference in our strength?" Wu Tian mocked, and then he threw another punch.

Great Penetrating Fist!

"ARGH!"

One man was struck, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and died. The row of men behind him also screamed as a large hole was punched through their chests, and they collapsed to the ground, powerless.

"We can’t beat him!" The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were only just now realizing the truth of their situation.

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