Chapter 484: Chapter 470: Settling Accounts
Shen Lang’s gaze fell upon the person who had spoken.
The man was dressed in gaudy, colorful clothes. He was middle-aged, with a fair, beardless face.
Though clearly a man, his posture was affected and his movements mincing and coy. He was just like Sun Hongwen from Songdu Peak; they were practically brothers...
No, more like sisters.
A masked member of the War Wolf suddenly appeared at Shen Lang’s side. He leaned in and whispered, "He’s from Yujia Mountain. His name is Wang Rouxi, and his cultivation is at the Xuanwu Realm Third Heaven."
"Man or woman?" Shen Lang asked, deliberately raising his voice.
The surrounding members of the Profound Dao Sect immediately began to snicker.
The War Wolf member paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Hard to say for sure at the moment."
The two played off each other in perfect, seamless coordination.
"HAHAHAHA!" The surrounding crowd immediately erupted in laughter.
Wang Rouxi’s powdered face flushed with anger. He shrieked, "Sect Leader Su, is this how the Profound Dao Sect treats its guests? You..."
He never finished his sentence, because up on the grandstand, Profound Dao Sect’s Sect Leader Su Wenxuan and all the Elders had... vanished!
Shen Lang slowly approached. "What were you just saying? That we aren’t qualified to be your enemies?"
"You... you stay away! I’m... I’m not afraid of you! I’m from Yujia Mountain, you can’t do anything reckless!" Wang Rouxi shrieked, stumbling backward in panic.
Every single one of them was the type to bully the weak and fear the strong.
They had assumed that Su Wenxuan and the other Profound Dao Sect leaders would never let Shen Lang do anything rash. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, they would all disappear!
The meaning was obvious: they were washing their hands of the situation and leaving it all to Shen Lang.
Wang Rouxi and the others had personally witnessed Shen Lang cut down Wen Siyuan, a Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven expert from the Artifact Origin Sect, with a single slash of his saber.
In a one-on-one fight, who in this large group could possibly be his match?
Seeing Shen Lang approaching with a grim expression, it wasn’t just Wang Rouxi; the faces of everyone from the other sects turned ashen.
As for Wang Rouxi, he was so terrified he looked like a young maiden cornered by a gang of ruffians, about to burst into tears.
The tough fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who couldn’t care less about their own lives.
And Shen Lang was clearly the type who couldn’t care less about his own life!
Otherwise, how could he have dared to run his mouth at the founding ancestor of the Artifact Origin Sect?
A man who didn’t even respect a Spirit Copper Level Influence like the Artifact Origin Sect—how could he possibly care about these minor sects?
Once they understood this, not a single person dared to utter another word.
But their silence came too late...
Shen Lang walked over slowly. Reaching Wang Rouxi, he shot out his hands, grabbing the necks of Wang Rouxi and another man who had been shouting just as loudly, and lifted them off the ground!
"You think far too highly of yourselves."
Overwhelmed by his imposing aura, the surrounding crowd subconsciously backed away, clearing a large space around him.
Just like that, Shen Lang held them by their necks. They kicked their legs wildly but were utterly unable to break free. Their faces turned a deathly shade of purple from the lack of air.
"Anyone with a shred of intelligence would know not to provoke the Profound Dao Sect again," Shen Lang said coolly. "Yet you claim the Profound Dao Sect wouldn’t dare provoke you. The difference between intelligence and stupidity lies in reversing that statement."
"Don’t be so arrogant, Shen Lang! Do you really want to make enemies of all our sects?" a middle-aged man demanded as he stepped out from the crowd.
Shen Lang glanced at him, slightly surprised that someone still dared to speak up under these circumstances.
The man had bronze-colored skin and an extraordinary bearing.
His presence was clearly far superior to that of Wang Rouxi and the others.
The masked War Wolf member lowered his voice. "Tao Chengfeng of the Primordial Yang Sect. He’s the Sect Leader’s younger brother."
Tao Chengfeng continued, "Let me give you a piece of advice. Your cultivation may be formidable, but the Profound Dao Sect isn’t that much stronger than our sects. It’s best not to ruin the peace over such a trivial matter. Otherwise, it will only bring harm to the Profound Dao Sect, not good!"
"Your Profound Dao Sect is already mortal enemies with the Holy Light Sect and the Golden Embryo Sect, and you’re on bad terms with the Xiu Hua Sect. If you make enemies of all our sects as well... Hmph, I’m afraid you won’t be able to take a single step in the Celestial Profound Mountain Range!"
Hearing Tao Chengfeng’s arrogant words, the members of the other sects regained a sliver of their confidence.
Shen Lang loosened his grip, dropping Wang Rouxi and the other man.
He rubbed his hands together. A smile spread across his face as he said, "Well, how could I dare to intentionally offend so many of your sects..."
"I knew you wouldn’t dare!" Seeing Shen Lang release the two men, Tao Chengfeng assumed his words had worked and grew even more arrogant.
"The Profound Dao Sect has been in decline for many years; you’ve long lost your former glory. In a situation like this, you should keep a low profile and not pick fights with other sects. Otherwise, you’ll be the only ones to suffer!"
"What does a brat your age know? Daring to shout at us? You’re just asking for a lesson in discipline!"
"When my brother and I were leading the Primordial Yang Sect to carve out our place in the world, you were still in your mother’s fucking womb! Even your Profound Dao Sect’s Leader treats me with courtesy. Who the hell do you think you are?!"
While Wang Rouxi lay on the ground, gasping and coughing, Tao Chengfeng only grew more impassioned with every word.
He completely failed to notice that the surrounding members of the Profound Dao Sect were already looking at him as if he were a dead man.
Shen Lang politely waited for him to finish before smiling and saying, "Well, as I just said, I’m not *trying* to offend all your sects. Actually... I’m doing it on purpose."
Tao Chengfeng and the grumbling crowd around him were all stunned into silence.
WHOOSH!
A gust of wind blew past. ’This is bad!’ Tao Chengfeng thought. He tried to dodge, but it was already too late.
Shen Lang’s impossibly fast kick had already slammed into his chest!
The kick carried the force of a collapsing mountain.
Tao Chengfeng felt as if he’d been slammed by a massive mountain. His vision went black, thunder roared in his ears, and an excruciating pain erupted from his chest, instantly spreading through his entire body.
He wanted to scream, but no sound would come out.
The salty tang of fresh blood suddenly surged up his throat...
PTHOO!
An arc of blood sprayed from his mouth as Tao Chengfeng shot backward like a meteorite, crashing into and knocking over a crowd of people!
For an instant, their minds went completely blank.
They couldn’t believe Shen Lang had actually dared to attack!
And with such brutal force!
A wave of panic swept through them.
Shen Lang swept a cold gaze over the crowd and said flatly, "Elder Ape, cripple every last one of them for me. Remember not to kill them. After they’re crippled, their sects can bring Spirit Stones to ransom them back. If they can’t pay up, then just kill them."
His tone was nonchalant, but his words were drenched in blood.
It wasn’t just the members of the other sects who were terrified; even the people of the Profound Dao Sect were stunned.
Such ruthless efficiency and a fearless willingness to slaughter anyone in his path—he was without a doubt the first of his kind in the history of the Profound Dao Sect!
This wasn’t about making enemies with a bunch of sects; this was about not even considering them worth his notice in the first place!
Who else would dare to be so domineering?
Who else could be so audacious!
The blood of every Profound Dao Sect disciple in the Martial Arts Arena began to boil. Some even had tears welling in their eyes.
This wasn’t because they were young and impulsive.
It was because for so many years, the Profound Dao Sect had been suppressed by the three great Spirit Copper Level sects, including the Imperial Dragon Sect. With no higher power to protect them, they had been forced to act with caution, avoiding conflict with other sects except for the Holy Light Sect.
If not for that, why would these other sects have dared to be so arrogant, coming to the Profound Dao Sect to jeer and mock them when the Artifact Origin Sect came to attack?
For many years, the people of the Profound Dao Sect had had to swallow their anger and frustration.
Now, Shen Lang’s actions had shattered all the pent-up frustration in their hearts and reignited the fire within them!
At this moment, even if the odds were against them, they no longer feared a battle with these other sects!
’This is how we Martial Artists should be—proud and domineering!’
’We are Martial Artists! Why should we fear a fight!’
Just as the hearts of the Profound Dao Sect’s people surged with emotion and the members of the other sects were scared half to death...
Shen Lang added, "Listen to me carefully. Whether you become an enemy of the Profound Dao Sect depends on your own sect’s attitude. We don’t go looking for trouble, but if you’re looking to die, I’ll be happy to oblige. In a few days, you’ll know I’m not joking."
Without a word, Yuan Bupu stepped forward behind him. Like an iron tower, he reached out with his massive, fan-like hands. With despair-inducing speed and strength, he began grabbing the men as if they were little chicks and went to work.
The moment he started, he had them screaming for their mothers and fathers, their wails of agony unceasing!
How could these Early and Middle Stage Xuanwu Realm Martial Artists possibly withstand an attack from a King Martial Realm expert?
And even if they could, they wouldn’t dare... Not with several silent old-timers with immense auras standing right behind Shen Lang!
By the time Shen Lang turned around, the entire group was on the ground. Not a single one of them could get back on their feet.
The only sound in the Martial Arts Arena was the unceasing, overlapping chorus of agonized cries.
Ironically, Wang Rouxi and the other man Shen Lang had choked earlier had luckily avoided this fate, as they had been on the ground the whole time.
A group of War Wolf experts appeared like phantoms. Ignoring the severity of the men’s injuries, they bound them all.
The thousands of Profound Dao Sect disciples watching this scene were all filled with a sense of utter shock.
"Everyone, dismiss."
With that, Shen Lang leaped into the air and took flight. Zhuge Xian’Er and Yuan Bupu immediately followed.
"The Beast Emperor Palace had four King Martial Realm experts. I killed two of them in the Dark Moon Abyss, and that old bastard from the Artifact Origin Sect just finished off another. The Holy Light Sect had three King Martial Realm experts, and two of them are now dead. Both sects only have a single King Martial Realm expert remaining. Have Night Soul spread this information through every available channel."
Shen Lang said this as he flew toward the main hall on Heaven-Reaching Peak.
"Understood," Zhuge Xian’Er said softly. "But those two sects are like candles in the wind. Our current strength is more than enough to crush them, so why the caution?"
Shen Lang shook his head as he flew. "My original plan was to leak the news and let others act as the vanguard, with us moving in later to deliver the killing blow. But... I discovered something while dealing with He Zongdao, so for now, I have to abandon the idea of moving against those two sects."
"Abandon it?" Zhuge Xian’Er was taken aback.
It didn’t make any sense.
She knew that Shen Lang had already united sects like the Evil Wind Valley and the Xiu Hua Sect. Including herself and Yuan Bupu, they now had a total of twenty-four King Martial Realm experts.
A sect like the Holy Light Sect, which now only had a single King Martial Realm expert, could be dealt with effortlessly.
Under these circumstances, they should press their advantage, attack, and wipe out the Holy Light Sect, seizing all of its resources and mines.
For Shen Lang to pull back at a time like this was something that even Zhuge Xian’Er couldn’t quite comprehend.
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