"Could it be that someone relayed my orders incorrectly, causing you all to be so negligent?"
Putting aside the fact that Zhang Yun, as the controller of the entire Medicine God Realm, must establish his authority, he cannot tolerate the negligence of these people simply because Zhuo Xinyan is poisoned.
Upon hearing this, the Chanyu sneered inwardly.
It turns out that Zhang Yun was just trying to establish his authority.
He had already prepared his explanation.
"My lord, I'm sorry, when I received the notification, there was a family emergency, so I was delayed."
"Urgent matter?" Zhang Yun said sharply, "If it were truly urgent, you wouldn't be standing here now."
The Chanyu retorted, "My lord, you are being far too arbitrary. If my family member, my grandson, is ill, as his grandfather, I should naturally go and visit him first."
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be stumped by the old fox's reasoning.
Zhang Yun sneered: "Why did you have to get sick now of all times?"
As he spoke, Zhang Yun's sharp gaze swept over the group of late-arriving alchemists: "Could it be that something has gone wrong with the families of each of you, and you all chose to have problems at this critical juncture?"
"What a coincidence!"
"Leaving aside everything else, I'll just say this: my orders are the rules, and my authority is absolute. Being late is being late. I don't want to hear any excuses from you. If you're wrong, you must be punished!"
"Guards, drag them out and punish them with the staff of justice!"
The cane was used as punishment!
Upon hearing these words, the alchemists present couldn't help but gasp in shock, and those who were to be punished turned pale with fright.
It's important to understand that the caning with a spirit staff is no ordinary form of punishment.
The spirit staff is imbued with battle aura!
Even cultivators would suffer cuts and bruises, their bodies covered in wounds, and in severe cases, they might even lose their lives!
"Zhang Yun, you are merely an envoy sent by the gods, not a true god. What right do you have to set the rules!"
The Chanyu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. Ever since he became a high-level alchemist, he had been highly respected. Even the top experts in the Medicine God Realm had to treat him with respect. When did it become anyone else's place to point fingers at him and punish him with a cane?
"Yes, even if you are a divine messenger, you can't be so unreasonable!"
"As the saying goes, he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. Divine Messenger, aren't you afraid of losing the hearts of the people by doing this?"
"I think it's because you haven't seen what a divine messenger is like for too long."
Whether to evade punishment, to find excuses for themselves, to intentionally suppress and weaken Zhang Yun's authority from the beginning, or simply to express their dissatisfaction with Zhang Yun as the divine envoy, several alchemists standing next to the Chanyu stepped forward to second his opinion.
Zhang Yun sighed softly and shook his head. Instantly, his dark eyes turned cold-blooded, like a purgatory king from the deepest hell!
"I don't need your so-called popular support!"
Zhang Yun sneered again, his coldness as sharp as frozen blood. He merely glanced at it, and the power of the Heavenly Dao instantly erupted.
When he withdrew his gaze, those who had just spoken against him had either turned to ashes or into a pool of stagnant water, leaving the hundreds of alchemists present stunned, horrified, and terrified.
In just a moment, Shan Yu, who possessed the cultivation of a Dou Zong and was a seventh-grade alchemist, along with several other alchemists, died at Zhang Yun's hands.
Zhang Yun didn't even make a move.
A single glance can kill without leaving a trace.
Aside from Brandy Bai and Changsun Yu, almost all the alchemists present witnessed Zhang Yun's methods and terrifying, heaven-defying strength for the first time.
The rumors about Zhang Yun, the divine messenger, are not unfounded.
In fact, Zhang Yun is even more powerful and decisive in killing than rumored!
The entire hall fell silent.
Even a highly respected seventh-grade alchemist like the Chanyu, who was extremely rare in the entire alchemy world, was decisively killed by Zhang Yun. At this time, no one would dare to rush forward to seek death.
"My lord, it was my fault. I accept the punishment." Chen Shen quietly wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead, feeling a mix of relief and lingering fear.
Fortunately, I managed to hold back from speaking just now.
He wasn't stupid; what was a caning compared to death?
"Xiaoyu, come here for a moment." Zhang Yun didn't want to waste a single second, so he sat down in the main seat and called out.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Changsun Yu immediately responded respectfully, and scurried up the steps.
Changsun Yu, who had been absolutely obedient to Zhang Yun from the very beginning, now deeply realizes how wise her decision was.
"My lord, this..."
After carefully examining Zhang Yun's nearly healed wound and remaining marks, Changsun Yu was so nervous that she was sweating profusely, hesitant to speak, and filled with trepidation.
"Just say what you have to say," Zhang Yun said unhappily.
He knew this poison was extremely dangerous and had long been mentally prepared.
However, he had already promised Zhuo Xinyan that he would definitely help her detoxify.
He would not allow any accident to happen to Zhuo Xinyan.
If even the most authoritative alchemists in the Medicine God Realm can't do anything, he wouldn't mind turning the entire universe upside down. If anyone disobeys, he will suppress them with force!