The Peerless Emperor-Chapter 1251 - 1252: Taking Action Directly

Looking back now, he also suddenly realized that when he followed Lin Di to the Flame Gold Clan, the master directly requested the Flame Gold Seal from the clan leader of the Flame Gold Clan.

At that time, in Wei Ziliang's eyes, the master's purpose in requesting the Flame Gold Seal was merely out of curiosity.

Just like himself, full of curiosity about the Soul Device, a symbol of the Flame Gold Clan's clan leader position and inheritance.

But now, considering the situation and hearing Lin Qian's words, looking back, the truth of the matter is probably not as simple as he thought.

There must be some kind of secret hidden within the Flame Gold Seal, and this secret is also known by the Netherworld Clan who infiltrated the Flame Gold Clan.

His purpose in infiltrating was to try his best to obtain the Flame Gold Seal.

With clarity in his heart, Wei Ziliang's gaze towards Yan Rulie changed: "How about it, young master, do you want me to make a move?"

"We should take action, but the target is not this person." As he said this, Lin Qian glanced inadvertently at the location of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan, "After all, the Netherworld Clan in this hall is not just this one."

Upon hearing Lin Qian's words, Wei Ziliang's expression changed, and he immediately realized the situation.

"How is it, Rulie, have you considered it yet?" The Netherworld Clan disguised as Yan Zhengfei continued to speak, trying to persuade Yan Rulie to quickly make a decision.

Yan Rulie maintained an expression of sorrow and resentment, but his eyes showed a hint of struggle. He seemed to be carefully considering whether to agree to Yan Zhengfei's request.

But in his heart, he was secretly wondering how long he needed to keep acting and when his father would recover.

If he hadn't met Lin Qian and received the good medicine for treating his father from him, he might have really agreed to the other party's request.

Even the Netherworld Clan disguised as Yan Zhengfei did not expect such a sudden change.

Because, a shout echoed in the hall, catching everyone off guard.

"Take action!"

As Lin Qian gave the order, Wei Ziliang suddenly made a move, swiftly darting toward the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan near the hall entrance.

With the explosion of soul energy within him, Wei Ziliang's speed was incredibly fast, and without even the Elemental Weapon Armament, he was already close to the Prince of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan.

As he approached, Wei Ziliang immediately reached out to poke the opponent's four eyes.

The momentum was not extensive, but the power was immense, and the surrounding space condensed and compressed, leaving the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan completely unable to resist.

"Ah!" The scream of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan echoed instantly in the hall, causing many to turn their heads away, unwilling to witness it.

Blood flowed from the four eyes of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan; they were directly poked blind by Wei Ziliang.

Keep in mind, this was a powerhouse in the Entering Dao Realm, yet his protective soul energy was so easily broken, blinding his four eyes.

Throughout Wei Ziliang's attack, no one could capture his figure.

When everyone finally reacted, the Prince of the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan's four eyes were already blinded.

There was no earth-shattering power display, no awe-inspiring explosion of soul energy. Just a straightforward poke to blind the opponent's four eyes - simple, direct, quick, and efficient.

Fiery Flame Palace, after all, was the main hall of the Flame Gold Clan. If a fierce fight broke out here forcibly, Lin Qian himself would be distressed over the damage.

Now, the Fiery Flame Palace belonged to the Flame Gold Clan, but soon, when the Flame Gold Clan joins the Huaxia Empire, won't it also belong to the Empire?

In essence, it's still their possession, and damaging it would indeed be a pity.

At the moment Wei Ziliang took action, Yan Yifei, who had been lying on the bed with closed eyes and near death, suddenly opened his eyes, surrounded by flames with a faint golden light.

Yan Yifei soared into the sky, directly charged toward Yan Zhengfei's position, and struck with a palm, turning into overwhelming flames, enveloping the entire body and leaving nowhere to escape.

The flames surged and burned fiercely, scorching Yan Zhengfei.

A palm, boundless in power, yet controlled within a small range, not affecting the hall.

At their realm, a true fight would shake the earth and the heavens, and the sun and moon would be dim. But with deliberate control, it could be calm and seemingly uneventful.

However, it's crucial to strike first.

Just like Wei Ziliang, taking the initiative to seize control of the situation. If not for this, a fierce fight between the two sides would have shaken the Fiery Flame Palace to its foundations, likely turning it to ashes.

Yan Yifei returned to his original position after delivering the strike, gazing ahead.

Not far away, Yan Rulie's eyes overflowed with joy, looking excitedly at his father.

This was the scene he had dreamed of for years, and finally, it came true at this moment.

The surrounding elders were also dumbstruck, witnessing the situation before them.

Originally, their clan leader was lying on the bed, appearing near death, but now he seemed vibrant and vigorous—is this a dream?

Or was the previous condition of their clan leader merely a pretense?

However, seeing Yan Yifei appear safely before them, the elders' faces were all bright with joy.

When faced with someone like Yan Zhengfei, they naturally preferred the situation unchanged and continued serving Yan Yifei.

Following someone like Yan Zhengfei, who could harm his brother at a disagreement, would be worrisome.

"Father, you've finally awakened." Seeing his father genuinely awaken, Yan Rulie couldn't suppress his emotions, tears streaming down.

"Why cry, don't let the young master laugh at you." Looking at his beloved youngest son's state, Yan Yifei affectionately patted the boy's head.

Originally, Yan Rulie was most averse to his father patting his head and often quarreled over this.

But over the past years, he had longed for his father to recover and stand up, wishing for more head pats from him.

"Clan leader, are you alright?"

"It's good that you're fine, this person, treacherous intentions, who would've thought?"

"What a pity, Zhengfei was a well-behaved kid in the past, why now..." Gazing at the figure in the flames, the eldest elder sighed deeply.

Yet beside him, Yan Yifei frowned and coldly spoke: "This person is not Zhengfei; it's another impostor plotting for the position of our Flame Gold Clan's clan leader!"

As Yan Yifei's words spread, the surrounding elders were shocked, unable to comprehend.

Onlookers only knew that things were lively now, not expecting the impersonating Yan Zhengfei also to be an impersonator.