Chapter 457: Chapter 444: Thunderous Methods, Awing the Crowd
Yang Tianyu propped himself up with one hand, slowly raising his head. His face was twisted beyond recognition.
His desire to become the Commander wasn’t just driven by a thirst for power.
It was also because he had always been infatuated with Jun Qiluo and wanted to show off in front of her.
To be beaten like this in front of so many people—in front of Jun Qiluo—was a fate worse than death for him!
"You bastard, go to hell!"
Overcome by shame and fury, Yang Tianyu forgot about the alliance between the Mahayana Sect and the Profound Dao Sect. He drew the "Kunwu Sword," a Spiritual Artifact he had only just acquired a few days ago.
He shot forward like a cheetah, thrusting his sword at Shen Lang!
Yang Tianyu poured all his strength into this one strike, leaving himself no room for retreat.
The Kunwu Sword instantly unleashed a blinding flash of light.
The sword light was piercing and immense, causing the air to crackle with its shocking power!
The power and Destructive Power it contained surpassed any attack Yang Tianyu had unleashed in all his years. Even Jun Qiluo and the others felt their hearts clench at the sight of this strike, sensing they would be no match for it.
The disciples from the surrounding Sects all cried out in alarm, but it was already too late to shout a warning.
But Jun Qiluo and the other Sect leaders remained silent, showing no intention of intervening.
In their eyes, although Yang Tianyu’s Cultivation was decent and this move was extremely powerful...
...the difference in speed alone, to say nothing of the gap in power, made it impossible for him to injure Shen Lang.
In the world of martial arts, speed is unbeatable!
Speed determined the distance between Shen Lang and Yang Tianyu.
Besides, Jun Qiluo and the others already knew how strong Shen Lang was—strong enough to effortlessly crush Tang Yiyi’s ultimate technique with power to spare.
Faced with Shen Lang, no matter how powerful the Spiritual Artifact in Yang Tianyu’s hand, no matter how sharp his Cultivation Technique...
...to those who knew Shen Lang, he was just playing with fire, courting death.
As expected, despite the immense power of Yang Tianyu’s strike, Shen Lang paid it no mind.
He didn’t even have the slightest intention of dodging!
Watching the astonishing sword light rush toward him...
Shen Lang’s left foot was still pinning the Mahayana Sect disciple to the ground, completely motionless.
He spread his fingers and lunged with a claw-like hand, grabbing for the astonishing sword light!
At that moment, the eyes of Jun Qiluo, Tang Yiyi, and the others all narrowed sharply!
They all knew that Yang Tianyu’s sword strike stood no chance against Shen Lang.
But they had never imagined Shen Lang would be so arrogant as to try and catch a Spiritual Artifact with his bare hands!
That was a Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact!
It was a powerful Spiritual Artifact that Yang Tianyu had recently obtained, several grades higher than Tang Yiyi’s!
And right now, Yang Tianyu was in a state of blind rage; this strike contained his full power!
Faced with the ferocious sword light emitted by such a Spiritual Artifact, even an ordinary Spiritual Artifact would likely not dare to receive it head-on.
When faced with such a strike, the first reaction of Jun Qiluo, Xiao Gushu, and others with Cultivation comparable to Yang Tianyu’s would be to dodge, not block!
Yet Shen Lang was actually trying to catch it with one hand!
TSSSS!
Sword Qi crisscrossed and a powerful gale raged as the frenzied sword light was instantly crushed in Shen Lang’s grip!
Shen Lang’s five fingers formed a claw. A powerful, swirling Gang Qi coiled in his palm, completely enveloping the tip of Yang Tianyu’s Longsword and clamping down on it.
The tip of Yang Tianyu’s Longsword was caught in this Gang Qi, unable to advance even an inch further!
No matter how much force he used, no matter how he channeled his Spiritual Power, it remained absolutely still!
Nothing could be more shocking than this.
If Shen Lang’s previous feat of injuring the group could be explained by his superior speed...
...then this scene could only mean that his power was far, far greater than Yang Tianyu’s—so much greater that Yang Tianyu was completely outmatched!
The two of them were simply not Martial Artists on the same level!
"No... Impossible! How... how can this be..."
Yang Tianyu felt that after his Longsword pierced into the Gang Qi, he could neither push it forward another inch nor pull it back!
No matter how he struggled, the Longsword remained unmovable, as if it had taken root.
In that instant, his rage receded like a tide. Yang Tianyu felt as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over his head in the dead of winter, chilling him to the bone!
Even an idiot could see the situation clearly now.
A sense of fear, tinged with despair, rose in Yang Tianyu’s heart.
"What’s so impossible?"
Shen Lang said coldly, his right palm suddenly twisting!
Yang Tianyu let out a muffled grunt. The web between the thumb and forefinger of his sword hand had been torn open by the force, and the Longsword flew from his grasp.
Before Yang Tianyu could retreat, Shen Lang flicked his left hand. His palm cut through the air, creating a ring of Powerful Qi, and slapped him, sending him flying.
PUFF!
Yang Tianyu’s body spun a full 720 degrees in the air before crashing violently onto the ground with a THUD.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to lift his head, only to see Shen Lang flick a finger against the body of the sword...
BUZZZ!
The Longsword let out a soft hum and began to vibrate intensely.
Yang Tianyu felt his head spin. In an instant, he had lost his connection to the Longsword, leaving him utterly stunned once more!
Shen Lang had forcefully erased the Divine Thought he had left inside the Spiritual Artifact!
This meant that the hard-won Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact, the one an Elder had selfishly helped him acquire, had just been stolen by Shen Lang!
Sure enough, just as he had that thought, Shen Lang flicked his right hand. The Longsword flew backward like a swimming dragon and, with a SHINK, embedded itself in the ground before Shen Daofeng.
"Didn’t you want a powerful Spiritual Artifact? From now on, this sword is yours," Shen Lang said without turning his head.
Shen Daofeng was overjoyed. Without a second thought, he pulled out the Longsword and put it away, feeling not the slightest bit of embarrassment.
At this moment, Shen Lang raised his head slightly and said grimly, "You have the nerve to try and kill me with a Spiritual Artifact that I refined."
Everyone was shocked again.
Recently, many in this group had been granted powerful Spiritual Artifacts by their Sects.
They were said to have been crafted by a gathering of Artifact Refining Masters from the Five Sects.
’Listening to Shen Lang... does he mean he’s the one who refined all the new Spiritual Artifacts everyone received?’
’A Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact... he’s such a skilled Artifact Refining Master?’
Shen Lang took two slow steps forward and continued, "You’ve been in Cultivation here for over three months. The Elixir Pills you’ve eaten were refined by me, the Spiritual Artifacts you use were also refined by me, and every single aspect and step of your Cultivation was designed by me... and you say I’m not qualified?"
"Even if the Mahayana Sect’s elders didn’t tell you about me, didn’t they at least warn you not to provoke me?"
"The Five Sects formed this alliance and had everyone cultivate here together so you could get to know each other and become partners. It was to increase your chances of survival in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land, not for you to come here, form cliques, and act like local tyrants!"
"If you can’t unite, you’ll just die in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land anyway. I might as well cripple you all right now so you can’t even go to the Imperial Capital!"
"I don’t have time to lecture you. That’s not my job. If anyone has a problem with it, I’ll beat them until they don’t!"
Everyone was deathly silent, not daring to speak.
In this world, the strong were revered. In the face of such overwhelming, crushing power, who would dare to utter a single word of defiance?
There wasn’t much time left before they had to go to the Imperial Capital. If Shen Lang seriously injured them now, they would essentially lose their chance to enter the Yumu Cave Blessed Land. No one would be able to explain that to their Sect.
The Yumu Cave Blessed Land trial was a rare opportunity. To lose it for such a reason would be simply unforgivable.
The group from the Mahayana Sect, while enduring excruciating pain, were so full of regret they could have kicked themselves.
Shen Lang swept his gaze over the surrounding crowd and walked back to the Profound Dao Sect’s position.
His eyes fell on the leaders of the various Sects as he said nonchalantly, "I don’t have much time to waste messing around here. Tell me what you’re thinking."
The ever-charming Jun Qiluo stepped forward and said, "In the past, the alliance always selected a Commander. The method was simple, with two parts carried out simultaneously. First, a joint vote from all the Sects. Second, a battle between the leaders of each Sect."
"Well, the battle is over, so now we just need to vote. To be honest... I, Jun Qiluo, have supported Shen Lang becoming the alliance’s Commander for months now, so..."
Jun Qiluo flashed a bewitching smile and, with graceful steps, walked to stand behind Shen Lang.
The group from the Xiu Hua Sect all threw flirtatious glances at the crowd and then followed her.
"Anyone who dares to defy Shen Lang is an enemy of my White Rainbow Sect! I, Zhang Cheng, will be the first to disagree!"
Led by Zhang Cheng and the others, the White Rainbow Sect also moved to stand behind Shen Lang.
From the Evil Wind Valley’s side, Yi Hongchen stepped out and grinned at Shen Lang. "My Evil Wind Valley will follow your lead. That’s how it was, how it is, and how it always will be."
Lying on the ground, Yang Tianyu almost started to cry...
’Fuck, after all this fuss, it turns out these people were already on Shen Lang’s side?’
’In other words, they knew all along just how terrifying Shen Lang was?’
’And nobody told me, nobody gave me a hint, and I idiotically went up to challenge him one-on-one...’
’...only for him to take down our whole group by himself!’
’Now, because of me, this entire group from the Mahayana Sect might not be able to enter the Yumu Cave Blessed Land.’
’When that happens, the Sect Leader will definitely have my head...’
It was only then that Yang Tianyu and the others from the Mahayana Sect noticed something else strange.
There had been endless screams and clashing sounds here, so why hadn’t a single one of the Elders guarding this place appeared?
’Even when they’re resting, they never go far, do they?’
’And there’s always someone from that group of old-timers on watch. How could Shen Lang be beating people up here without a single person showing up to stop or mediate?’
’It’s one thing if the Elders from the other Sects didn’t show up, but for no one from the Mahayana Sect to appear... that’s clearly not right, is it?’
’Could it be that Shen Lang’s fearsome reputation has intimidated even the Sect Elders?’
At this thought, Yang Tianyu nearly smashed his head into the ground in despair.
Just then, three black figures streaked through the air.
Black Death, Ying Huo, and Evil Song, all wearing Evil Ghost Masks, descended from the sky and landed on the grass.
Black Death was the Commander of the Mahayana Sect’s Purple-clothed Guard, so he naturally recognized the Mahayana Sect disciples.
Seeing the Mahayana Sect members all lying on the ground wailing, Black Death couldn’t help but be taken aback.
He had also heard the story about Shen Lang whipping people to the point their Cultivation soared, but this beating... seemed a bit too vicious, didn’t it?
Many of them had several broken ribs!
"Commander Black Death, you have to help us! That little bastard Shen Lang is trying to stop us from participating in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land trial!"
One of the men on the ground shouted at the top of his lungs.
This type of person was clearly a blockhead who hadn’t figured out the situation yet.
Before Yang Tianyu could stop him from speaking, he had already blurted out the entire sentence right in front of Black Death!
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