Strongest War Emperor

Shen Lang glanced at the five Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses behind Xue Dangdang. Seeing them glaring at him like demons, he couldn’t help but laugh.

"If you’re so bored you don’t know what to do, go up and kill some ghosts. Don’t even think about slacking off. You can’t do anything to me, and you can’t leave the Twin Towers Hall, so what damn good does staring at me do?"

The five powerhouses from the White Bone Hall nearly coughed up blood from anger.

All five held considerable status in the White Bone Hall, and their Cultivation had reached the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven.

In the Celestial Defying Demon Realm, they were all renowned, their fearsome reputations known far and wide.

Many from the Righteous Dao would feel their legs go weak at the sight of them, not daring to utter a peep.

But in the end, they were first scared off by this kid’s one slash, and then, led by Miss Dingdang, they had chased him and stood guard for ages, yet they hadn’t managed to harm a single hair on his head!

Now, trapped here together with the kid standing right in front of them, all they could do was swallow their anger and hold their tongues!

This kid had not only killed many White Bone Hall powerhouses but had also slain the White Bone Hall’s Young Hall Master in front of a large crowd. And now, the five of them were completely helpless against him!

To be honest, the first time they were scared off by Shen Lang was because they recognized the Immortal Celestial Saber in his hand.

But just now, outside the Twin Towers Hall, Shen Lang had fought head-on and driven back over thirty Fifth Level Zombies. That had scared them witless!

Such a feat... even if Xue Dangdang, who was in the King Martial Realm, were to act, it was doubtful she could have done it any more impressively...

It was questionable whether five people at the Peak of Xuanwu Realm could even handle five Fifth Level Zombies.

And they certainly didn’t have bodies impervious to blades and spears like those Zombies.

If they really fought Shen Lang, they would undoubtedly end up sliced in two or riddled with holes!

They couldn’t beat him in a fight, and as for a shouting match... this kid was so sharp-tongued, they probably couldn’t win that either.

These five old-timers were fuming, feeling utterly miserable.

Xue Dangdang shot Shen Lang a strange look, then gave a meaningful glance to the five men.

The five men had no choice but to reluctantly join the battle against the ghosts.

"Hey, tell me what we’re supposed to do now! It’s all your fault I’m in this mess. You have to take responsibility for it!" Xue Dangdang said in a demanding tone.

Shen Lang nodded, looked at her with a deeply affectionate gaze, and said slowly, "Yes, don’t worry. I will definitely take responsibility."

Xue Dangdang faltered, feeling like there was something not quite right about that sentence.

She circled Shen Lang twice and said, "I have a really bad feeling about this... I’m so uneasy! The Corpse Qi in this room is incredibly dense, almost unimaginable. If we stay here too long, we’ll go crazy. Hurry up and find a way out! Otherwise, I’ll kill you right here!"

Although she kept saying she was going to kill Shen Lang, that his life was hers to take, her words were fierce but her eyes held not the slightest trace of killing intent.

Aside from the first time she sneak-attacked him from behind with a palm strike, Xue Dangdang no longer even had the urge to attack him.

She hadn’t realized this about herself, but the five men from the White Bone Hall trailing her felt it crystal clear.

And though her words were harsh now, her eyes clearly held a hint of a smile. There wasn’t the slightest bit of fear in them.

It was exactly like a child who had found a fun new toy...

Shen Lang gave a wry smile, turned around, and with a slight frown, began to survey the Twin Towers Hall.

It was a massive, square-shaped room.

With intricately carved railings and jade-like masonry, the hall had a majestic aura.

On the east and west sides stood two tall towers, completely sealed, their purpose unknown.

On each side of the main hall were nine pillars, as large as the ones outside the Twin Towers Hall—so thick that ten people couldn’t encircle them—looking as if they connected heaven and earth.

Just like the Stone Gate, each pillar shimmered with a faint light and was covered with countless strange runes.

The glowing crystals embedded in these massive stone pillars shone dimly, making the space seem even more gloomy and terrifying.

And in the center of the room was a huge, circular chasm, shrouded in black mist and filled with pervasive Death Qi, daring anyone to approach.

For such a magnificent hall to contain such a gloomy and terrifying black hole, filled with an unbearable miasma of Corpse Qi and Death Qi, was indescribably bizarre.

Around this black hole, one could vaguely see that the surrounding flagstones were engraved with Eight Trigrams patterns, which seemed to link together to form a strange Array Map.

Over on one side, the group formed a defensive Battle Array, continuously striking down the ghosts that lunged at them.

Meanwhile, a golden halo of light emerged around Shen Lang, and he swaggered toward the black chasm in the center of the room.

Upon seeing this golden halo, the frantically screeching ghosts immediately retreated in a frenzy, not daring to get near Shen Lang.

Carrying the Immortal Celestial Saber, Shen Lang walked step by step toward the black abyss.

The closer he got to the black abyss, the greater the pressure, and the stronger the sense of crisis grew in Shen Lang’s heart.

The extremely dense black qi churned like waves; the closer he got to the black abyss, the greater the pressure became.

By the time he neared the edge of the black abyss, every step he took left a deep footprint in the ground!

This left the others watching from behind utterly astonished!

And within Shen Lang’s body, the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads seemed to sense the influence of the dense Corpse Qi. They began to operate on their own, releasing an even more powerful Buddha Power that enveloped him completely.

The group watching from a distance stared without blinking, holding their breath, each and every one of them tense to the extreme.

CLACK!

Taking the final step, Shen Lang finally stood at the very edge of the black abyss.

’The Corpse Qi is actually this dense, just like the Supreme Yin Qi in the rift. It’s so condensed it’s almost liquefied... What in the world is inside this black hole?’

With a slight frown, Shen Lang cast his gaze downward.

He saw only pitch-black darkness below, unfathomably deep, as if it were a passage to the Netherworld Hell.

All the strangeness and eeriness of the entire hall was concentrated in this massive black hole.

Besides this, nothing else in the surroundings was particularly unusual.

Gazing at the black mist below, which was so dense it looked tangible, Shen Lang’s eyes shifted as he activated his Silver Eyes of Truth.

...

「While everyone was trapped in the Twin Towers Hall within the Earth Palace, several King Martial Realm powerhouses from the Imperial Dragon Sect had already rushed to the Earth Rift to rendezvous with Zu Wei, Nanfeng Yao, and the others.」

Meanwhile, a significant development was also taking place within the Imperial Dragon Sect.

Within the Imperial Dragon Sect, the mountains rolled like a stormy sea, and among them was one named Thousand Springs Mountain.

Thousand Springs Mountain was like a pillar propping up the heavens, impossibly high, and renowned for its many Spiritual Springs. With springs and streams at every turn, its landscape was picturesque, with ancient trees reaching for the sky.

Above the halfway point, the mountain was shrouded in mist and rosy clouds, a height that birds struggled to cross, and it remained untrodden by humans year-round.

Ordinary disciples of the Imperial Dragon Sect had no idea that such a paradise existed among the mountains.

At this moment, in a courtyard at the peak of Thousand Springs Mountain, Nangong Yan, the Elder Ancestor of the Flower Sect, was playing a zither in a pavilion.

Behind Nangong Yan, two exquisitely beautiful young women listened with rapt attention, their expressions shifting between frowns and smiles...

TWANG!

The music stopped abruptly. Nangong Yan placed a hand on the zither and let out a soft sigh.

"Grand-master, you seem to be in a wonderful mood today, so why the sigh? Could you tell me what made you sigh?"

The speaker was a woman of about twenty, dressed in a colorful skirt. She had an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and skin as fair as jade. Her perfectly proportioned, curvaceous figure exuded a fatal allure.

The woman beside her, dressed in white, had eyes like clear crystals, free of any impurity. She too was a peerless beauty.

The white-robed woman’s expression flickered, as if she was also quite curious, but she remained silent.

Nangong Yan chuckled and said, "A sigh doesn’t necessarily mean something is troubling me; it can also be a sign of anticipation... To think, it’s been over a year since I’ve seen that young friend. Knowing that he will soon arrive in the Imperial Capital has stirred my heart a little."

"I wonder what kind of earth-shattering changes he has undergone in this past year..."

"I brought you and Lingsu here this time not only to let you get out and see the world, but mainly so you could meet this young hero. I hope you can become good friends."

The corner of Zhu Qingqing’s mouth curled up as she said, "The world today is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons, with geniuses emerging one after another. But to be noticed by Grand-master, and to be mentioned by you every other day... I’m afraid he must be the only one, right?"

"Speaking of which, I’m truly curious. I really want to see just what this kid, Shen Lang, is capable of to be so fondly remembered and highly regarded by you, Grand-master."

Hearing this name, Qiu Lingsu, who was standing to the side, raised a delicate eyebrow and said softly, "Grand-master rarely even gives the talented disciples of the Major Sects a second glance, let alone praises them so highly..."

"But killing a Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven powerhouse with the Celestial Purity Sect’s ’Demon Blade Technique,’ and with the help of Elder Shark’s Kiss and Master of Chaos... that doesn’t seem to be enough for you to value him so highly, does it, Grand-master? I would also like to know more specific details about him."

Nangong Yan shook her head gently. "I know that when I bring him up, you two will feel unconvinced. That’s normal. But... Qing Qing, Lingsu, this world is full of astonishingly brilliant people. It’s natural for you to have a competitive spirit, and I even support you in challenging other brilliantly talented peers."

"However, with this one person, you must absolutely not harbor such feelings. Even though he is only seventeen or eighteen, his achievements in certain areas have long surpassed yours. In truth, you are no longer on the same level."

Zhu Qingqing and Qiu Lingsu glanced at each other but said nothing.

But a flicker of defiance passed through both their eyes.

Both were exceptionally gifted, the most acclaimed geniuses in the Flower Sect. How could such talents readily submit to another’s superiority?

And with words like that, Nangong Yan was truly elevating Shen Lang to the highest possible pedestal.

’You are no longer on the same level’... How could anyone be expected to stomach a statement like that?

A faint smile appeared on Nangong Yan’s lips, and her eyes flickered.

Without turning around, she already knew what the two behind her were thinking.