Strongest War Emperor

After Shen Lang annihilated the Fifth Level Zombie and a horde of Ghosts, the members of the Yin Family saw him as their lifeline. They clung to him tightly and refused to let go, not even daring to return to the first level by themselves when he suggested it.

This gave Shen Lang a massive headache.

He thought about sending someone to escort the Yin Family back, but he had no one to spare.

Inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, there were three King Martial Realm powerhouses, but they were his hidden trump card and absolutely could not be revealed now.

As for the Evil Eye Lord, ever since entering the Hidden Moon Tomb, that bastard had been playing dead.

It claimed that when it fought Shen Lang earlier, it was beaten half to death and needed time to recover its Primordial Qi.

Forget asking it to do anything; it couldn’t even be bothered to speak now, lying there like a dead dog.

Unfortunately, Shen Lang didn’t have time to deal with it at the moment, or he would have sorted it out long ago.

’By my calculations, those guys from behind should be arriving soon...’

Shen Lang cast his gaze towards the passage leading to the first level.

He could only hope that his pursuers would arrive soon.

It would be a complete joke if he got stuck here, unable to advance or retreat because of them.

If he was going to save people, there were countless others who likely needed help deeper in the second level.

The terrified members of the Yin Family would surely refuse to go back on their own.

Bringing them along? That was simply courting death!

Even with his current Cultivation, how could he possibly spare the attention to protect so many people in a place like this?

Killing one or two Fifth Level Hair Zombies was simple, but what if a whole group appeared, or a Sixth Level Corpse King showed up?

Hiding them in the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron was a good idea, but he would never expose this item to anyone he didn’t completely trust.

Just as Shen Lang was in a bind, his eyes lit up. "They’re finally here!"

A piercing whistle cut through the air. From the passage to the first level outside the ruins, several furious shouts echoed as five figures shot out, descending on Shen Lang like a whirlwind!

All five were powerhouses at the Eighth and Ninth Heavens of the Xuanwu Realm, and their speed was unimaginable.

In the blink of an eye, two of them, one on the left and one on the right, threw a giant net at Shen Lang from the air!

The other three appeared perfectly between Shen Lang and the Yin Family group, striking simultaneously to conjure a hurricane that swept Nalan Ziyun and the Yin Family members away!

The rescue and the attack were perfectly coordinated!

Shen Lang watched this unfold with cold eyes. His saber left its sheath in an upward slash.

A flash of light from the saber formed a massive cross in the air, instantly shredding the giant net.

"The Ghost Moon Cross Sword? He’s a Demonic Cultivator, just as we thought!"

The auras of two Xuanwu Realm experts surged. One, holding a purple long whip, lashed out fiercely, sending it coiling towards Shen Lang.

The Powerful Qi from the purple whip was razor-sharp, tracing a terrifying, galaxy-like ribbon of light through the air. The whip’s piercing shriek was enough to make one’s eardrums ache. It was a truly formidable weapon!

The other man landed lightly, his feet barely touching the ground as he lunged at Shen Lang with an agile and swift sword thrust.

This sword strike looked simple and direct, but it was as wild as the wind, as fierce as the waves, and brimming with Killing Intent!

Even from a distance, the gale whipped up by the Sword Qi sent Shen Lang’s black hair flying wildly.

Fueled by Spiritual Power, its incredible speed made the longsword seem to transform into a bolt of lightning, leaving a fleeting streak of light in its wake.

The power of the strike was heaven-rending!

Both men assumed Shen Lang had already killed many people, so they held nothing back, unleashing the full might of their Peak Xuanwu Realm cultivation!

"Don’t fight, he’s one of us!" Yin Lianxing shouted.

However, her cries and the shouts from the Yin Family were completely drowned out by the cataclysmic force of the powerhouses’ attacks, going completely unnoticed.

Amidst the cries of the Yin Family, in a flash, Shen Lang actually sheathed his saber!

The Xuanwu Realm powerhouses were all stunned. ’At a time like this, you either defend or dodge. What’s the logic in sheathing your Divine Weapon?’

’Is this kid so arrogant and reckless that he’s courting death?’

The thought had barely formed when they saw Shen Lang extend his hands, palms open. A continuous series of massive thuds, BANG! BANG! BANG!, echoed as nine enormous, thick pillars descended from the sky, slamming into the ground and sinking deep into the earth.

The attacks of the two Xuanwu Realm powerhouses heading for Shen Lang were all blocked by the Spirit Pattern Pillars!

BANG! BANG!

Two deafening bangs rang out. The attacks from the two Peak Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses had actually been deflected by the Spirit Pattern Pillars!

"This is bad! Retreat!"

The two Xuanwu Realm powerhouses were experienced and knowledgeable. Feeling the powerful repulsive force of the Spirit Pattern Pillars, they immediately knew something was wrong.

At almost the same time, the two of them shot up into the sky in unison!

However, it was already too late...

The nine Spirit Pattern Pillars shifted on the ground with a K-KRAK sound. The world spun, and countless bolts of lightning crisscrossed in the air, instantly trapping the two within an array!

"The nine Spirit Pattern Pillars of the Artifact Origin Sect? How could they be here? And how could they be controlled by a young man of his age?"

The Xuanwu Realm powerhouses both inside and outside the array had looks of disbelief in their eyes.

SWOOSH!

With a soft sound, Shen Lang, propelled by a pair of pitch-black wings, leaped to the top of one of the Spirit Pattern Pillars.

He crouched down and looked at the three Xuanwu Realm powerhouses protecting the Yin Family members, saying, "You seniors are truly decisive and ruthless, not even giving me a moment to explain, huh?"

"Alright, my time is limited, and the situation in the Hidden Moon Tomb is dire. Just listen to me for a moment..."

At this moment, one of the three protecting the Yin Family stepped forward, interrupted him, and said coldly, "Bastard, at a time like this, do you think we’d still believe you? Release our men, or the Imperial Dragon Sect swears to hunt you to the ends of the earth!"

"No matter which faction of the Celestial Defying Demon Realm you belong to, you will not escape this time!"

Another man sneered, "You reckless brat, do you really think you can handle us just because you have a powerful Magical Treasure? As long as your Cultivation hasn’t reached the King Martial Realm, you have absolutely no chance of escaping our encirclement!"

The moment he finished speaking, the members of the Yin Family finally came to their senses and erupted into a clamor.

"Sirs, this is a misunderstanding! Uncle Lan Sen isn’t a Demonic Cultivator!"

"That’s right, he’s the one who saved us from a horde of zombies earlier. How could he be a Demonic Cultivator?"

"Please, sirs, let’s talk this out! The Uncle isn’t a bad person..."

The Xuanwu Realm powerhouses were all taken aback. ’What is going on?’

’We rushed over here desperately to save you, and you’re speaking up for the enemy?’

’Even if he hadn’t killed you yet, you would have been dead in a little while anyway!’

’This bunch of brats is truly outrageous!’

The three of them paid no heed to what the Yin Family members were saying.

In fact, on any other day, these juniors wouldn’t even be qualified to speak to them based on seniority.

If not for the special circumstances this time, why would they bother with these kids?

’In this situation, rescuing the two trapped men is the top priority! Who the hell has the patience to listen to these kids whine and complain?!’

At this moment, from the Yin Family crowd, Yin Shan, who had a broken arm and was seriously injured, walked out with someone’s support.

Her face was pale as she said to one of them, "Elder Xue, Uncle Lan Sen really isn’t a bad person. I can guarantee it with my life... I even wanted to kill him before, but he’s the one who saved my life!"

Elder Xue was slightly stunned and turned around to say strangely, "Yin Shan? Why are you still speaking up for this guy? He’s a Demonic Cultivator! He’s treating you all as prey, planning to toy with you before killing every last one! If we hadn’t arrived in time, you all would have likely met a grim end!"

Yin Shan shook her head with effort and said, "Elder, you must be mistaken. This... This Uncle Lan Sen has the Supreme Buddhist Treasure, the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads. How could he possibly be a Demonic Cultivator? Besides, right here, just a moment ago, he killed a horde of zombies and saved our lives. That’s the absolute truth! Elder, you must have made a mistake!"

This Yin Shan was one of the people who had wanted to kill Shen Lang before.

She was also the one who had repeatedly questioned Yin Lianxing when she spoke up for Shen Lang, making her cry.

But now, she trusted Shen Lang more than anyone.

And for Shen Lang’s sake, she was even talking back to her elder!

Elder Xue was shocked. "The Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads? How is that possible!"

The Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads were a supreme treasure of the Buddhist Sect. Legend had it that only those with a karmic connection to Buddha and innate wisdom could be gifted these Prayer Beads by the Buddhist Sect.

Anyone who possessed these Prayer Beads was considered a semi-disciple of the Buddhist Sect and was under their protection.

’I was so sure this kid was a Demonic Cultivator... but how could a Demonic Cultivator possibly possess a Supreme Buddhist Treasure like the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads?’

"Uh... excuse me, could you please turn around? I’m the main character here! Since you think I’m a Demonic Cultivator, how can you disregard me like this? Aren’t you afraid I’ll make a move while you’re distracted?"

As Shen Lang spoke, he resignedly took out the Imperial Dragon Sect’s Token.

He brandished the Token, and it immediately released a brilliant light. Shangguan Feiyue’s majestic figure materialized in the air.

Shen Lang sighed and said, "Since you seniors are from the Imperial Dragon Sect, this makes things much easier. There is a huge horde of zombies in the Hidden Moon Tomb. The real ones hunting the people from the various factions here aren’t me, but these zombies!"

"This trial might become their Taotie feast... and according to information I just learned, this is likely a premeditated event. Behind these zombies, there’s probably a power so strong it’s impossible to resist."

"I don’t have time to explain too much. Right now, I need you to send two people to escort the Yin Family out and inform those outside."

"Everyone else, spread out immediately and search for the others at full speed. Any later, and it might be too late."

Elder Xue was stunned and stammered, "The... The Elder Ancestor’s Token! So you’re... you’re..."

"I am," Shen Lang nodded, putting away the Token.

Then, he retracted all nine Spirit Pattern Pillars and waved to Nalan Ziyun. "Let’s go!"

"He was just playing a joke on you earlier, leading you into the Hidden Moon Tomb. For people so old, not a single one of you has a sense of humor, tsk..." Nalan Ziyun gave the men a disdainful look, then leaped into the air and vanished with Shen Lang into the darkness ahead.

Leaving only the few Xuanwu Realm powerhouses standing there, dumbfounded.

Yin Lianxing watched their departing figures, pursing her lips as a strange glint flashed in her eyes.

As for the other members of the Yin Family, their eyes were filled with gratitude and shame.