My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Zhang Shunlong muttered under his breath.

It was as if he was conversing with someone else.

As Zhang Shunlong spoke, Lin Yunzhen\'s breathing gradually grew faint.

At that moment, a helpless voice reached Zhang Shunlong\'s ears.

"My lord, the way this affair is handled is a bit too much. Could you please give this Emperor some face?"

The figure of Emperor Zhou suddenly appeared in the sky.

A force of the Primordial Spirit descended upon them.

Zhang Shunlong looked up at Emperor Zhou.

This was the first time he had faced Emperor Zhou, the most supreme noble of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He just looked at Emperor Zhou for a while.

When the force of the Primordial Spirit emanating from Emperor Zhou touched him, he only frowned slightly.

The force of Emperor Zhou\'s Primordial Spirit, like snow under the morning sun, melted away in an instant.

Emperor Zhou\'s face showed a hint of astonishment and shock.

The strength of Zhang Shunlong, this Sky-Man, was far more powerful than he had imagined.

For the moment, he was unable to stop Zhang Shunlong.

Compared to Zhang Shunlong, the Sky-Man, the family at the Prime Minister\'s Mansion seemed less significant.

The only trouble was that the face of the dynasty might well be tarnished.

Emperor Zhou\'s expression became somewhat ugly.

His authoritative eyes fixed on Zhang Shunlong.

Under Emperor Zhou\'s watchful gaze, Zhang Shunlong grasped Lin Yunzhen\'s arm with one hand and slowly exerted force.

Crack, crack.

Lin Yunzhen\'s bones shattered bit by bit.

Lin Yunzhen, who had nearly passed out due to the inability to breathe, was now painfully awakened.

He let out a blood-curdling scream.

This scream caused countless people secretly watching this scene to feel a chill.

Their bodies couldn\'t help but tremble a few times.

Right under the watchful eyes of Emperor Zhou, Zhang Shunlong slowly crushed Lin Yunzhen\'s bones to pieces.

Lin Yunzhen, the refined noble son from the Capital city, the esteemed son of the Prime Minister, now was shaking in his legs, yelling in panic and fear.

Even though he made little noise, those nearby could still feel his utter desperation.

Beneath him, a vaguely unclean liquid began to flow.

While crushing him, Zhang Shunlong looked toward Emperor Zhou and said, "Your face is not worth much."

"When your subjects suffered injustice, you did not show up."

"When the nobles of your dynasty were wantonly oppressing the common people, you did not show up."

Emperor Zhou let out a helpless sigh.

"Now you\'ve shown up, so are you the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, or are you the Emperor of the nobles?"

Emperor Zhou\'s face showed a trace of emotion, as he did not know what this Sky-Man had endured.

After a slight frown,

he said no more.

Instead, he communicated telepathically with Zhao Jin, asking him to contact Cheng Zhihai and inquire about the experiences of this Sky-Man.

Shortly afterward, messages returned.

Upon learning the full circumstances, Emperor Zhou\'s expression turned extremely ugly, and when he looked at Lin Yunzhen, the son of the Prime Minister, he felt a surge of impulse to kill him with one slap.

Time trickled by.

Lin Yunzhen, the son of the Prime Minister, seemed as if his blood was drained, his complexion turning deathly pale.

His consciousness blurred, his body shivering in waves.

From a distance, Lin Gongfu, collapsed against the wall, saw this scene and was filled with rage.

"Damn it! Why must you go this far, my lord! For the sake of a mere woman, how could you treat my son like this?"

He struggled, trying to stand.

But the blow Zhang Shunlong had given him had almost completely ruined his body.

Zhang Shunlong gave Lin Gongfu a glance.

For this Prime Minister, he had little to feel.

Feeling that Lin Yunzhen in his hand was no longer responding, he broke Lin Yunzhen\'s throat and threw him to the ground.

Then, his eyes turned toward Lin Gongfu, as he stepped over Lin Yunzhen\'s body and slowly walked toward Lin Gongfu.

Emperor Zhou could no longer stand idly by at this time.

If Lin Yunzhen died, he might overlook it.

However, if Lin Gongfu, the current Prime Minister, were to be killed by Zhang Shunlong, then he\'d truly be disgraced.

The dignity of the Great Zhou Dynasty would be utterly obliterated.

Thus, Emperor Zhou stood in front of Lin Gongfu, reluctantly raising his voice.

"Sir, killing the Prime Minister\'s son, Lin Yunzhen, should suffice,"

"You shall not lay hands on Lin Gongfu now."

Zhang Shunlong looked at Emperor Zhou, "What if I insist on doing so?"

Emperor Zhou\'s dignified expression darkened slightly. Although he did not wish to make an enemy of Zhang Shunlong, this Sky-Man, the relentless pressure from Zhang Shunlong left him, Emperor Zhou, with no face to save. No matter how much Emperor Zhou valued this Sky-Man, he also felt somewhat dissatisfied at this moment.

"Then I shall have to witness your prowess for myself," said Emperor Zhou.

Hearing this, Zhang Shunlong was about to make a move against Emperor Zhou, when it seemed he sensed something, and the terrifying aura around him began to fade away.

"Indeed, it is not feasible."

"The gap between heaven and earth is open for only a brief moment; the duration is still too short."

"Enough."

Zhang Shunlong pointed his finger, and a terrifying aura along with a dazzling golden light formed on the tip, waving it towards Lin Gongfu, who was behind Emperor Zhou.

After the gesture.

Zhang Shunlong left without looking back.

"If you can block it, then Lin Gongfu lives; if you cannot, then both of you shall die," Zhang Shunlong declared as his figure vanished.

Emperor Zhou watched the golden light that Zhang Shunlong had released, his expression awkward. He quickly summoned the Power of the Primordial Spirit, utilized his Divine Power, and an instant manifestation of a deity drawn from his Primordial Spirit appeared, rushing towards the golden light.

The next moment.

Boom!!

A white light filled the skies and the earth.

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Everyone was blinded, unable to see either Emperor Zhou or Lin Gongfu.

When the world regained its color,

They saw that what was once the Prime Minister\'s Mansion had been utterly eradicated.

Emperor Zhou hovered in the air, looking slightly disheveled.

He held Lin Gongfu in his arms, his body limp like a rag doll, blood dripping continuously.

Both legs severed.

His aged face was filled with pain.

The countless onlookers drew a sharp breath at this scene.

Emperor Zhou himself couldn\'t handle this obscure Sky-Man.

The current Prime Minister Lin Gongfu, although still alive, had both legs severed, all cultivation lost, and was as good as dead.

Emperor Zhou, while he had managed to preserve the empire\'s face, had done so only barely, just managing to keep his undergarments in place, so to speak.

The Capital city fell into utter silence at that moment.

Emperor Zhou stood in midair, looking down at the tragic scene where the Prime Minister\'s Mansion once stood, and then at Lin Gongfu in his hand.

He sighed.

"You, oh you, the people of the world are not to be trifled with at will, you all deserve this," he said to Lin Gongfu.

Saying this, Emperor Zhou, with a sense of resignation, handed Lin Gongfu to Zhao Jin beside him and slowly walked towards the Great Zhou Imperial Palace.

Zhao Jin caught Lin Gongfu, thrown by Emperor Zhou.

This Prime Minister, who was full of vigor in the court this morning, had now been reduced to this state.

Tsk.

Quite satisfying.

Zhao Jin smiled slyly, secretly pinching Lin Gongfu\'s buttocks.

"For calling me a hermaphrodite before, huh, I must say, the Prime Minister sure has a perky butt," Zhao Jin thought to himself.

Lin Gongfu\'s consciousness slowly returned.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt someone pinching his buttocks.

Looking at Zhao Jin, already in a foul mood, and now with his buttocks being pinched, a mixture of sadness and rage overcame him, and he spurted a mouthful of old blood, then fainted outright.

At the same time, the vitality on his body also began to plummet rapidly.

Zhao Jin was shocked and hurriedly slapped Lin Gongfu\'s face a few times,

Emperor Zhou had barely managed to save Lin Gongfu, and if by just teasing him a bit, he ended up teasing him to death, that would really screw things up.

Zhao Jin certainly didn\'t want to bear that responsibility and quickly looked for the Imperial Physician while carrying Lin Gongfu.

"Hey, don\'t you die on me; I only pinched your buttocks a little,"

"Can someone be pinched to death on their buttocks?"

"Imperial Physician! Summon the Imperial Physician!"

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