Strongest War Emperor

"Didn’t you say you’d wait until after you settled things in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land to raise your cultivation to the Xuanwu Realm? Why did you rush to break through? According to the rules of the Yumu Cave Blessed Land, how are you supposed to protect the disciples of the Five Sects now?"

Inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, Nalan Ziyun finally couldn’t help but ask.

Shen Lang let out a long breath. "That was then, this is now. I was never willing to be a babysitter anyway. Besides, over the past few months, the disciples from the various sects have greatly improved their equipment and cultivation. It’s not like I have to protect each and every one of them anymore."

"In these chaotic times, everyone has to rely on themselves. One person can only do so much. Even if I did protect them, how many people could I really save?"

"Ever since I subjugated the Evil Eye Lord, I’ve been thinking about raising my cultivation. By using the Evil Eye’s Talent Ability, I can pair the disciples of each sect with a powerful Demon Beast. That should be more than enough for them to protect themselves in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land. If they still can’t survive even with that, then there’s no one to blame but themselves."

"Besides, Dingdang has suddenly appeared with her cultivation at the King Martial Realm. Forget about snatching her back from that unknown power; I’m lucky just to have escaped her deadly grasp. If I don’t raise my cultivation, she’ll hunt me to the ends of the earth, leaving me with nowhere to run and nowhere to hide."

Inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, Nalan Ziyun sighed. "I suppose that’s the only way... By the way, aren’t we going to the Hidden Moon Tomb? There are King Martial Realm experts fighting over there. What are you doing getting involved in that commotion? Do you think you’re invincible just because you have the Elder Ape with you?"

Shen Lang gave a mysterious smile. "Desperate times call for powerful allies. As it happens, the two people fighting over there are the very allies I need."

Shen Lang didn’t tell Nalan Ziyun that the moment he left the Seal, he had already sensed something unusual and had a good idea who the two people fighting were.

The moment he left the Seal, two items in his Sea of Consciousness reacted.

One of them was the token Lei Yanzi of the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect had given to Shen Lang—a Thunder Sword that seemed to be made of wood.

With the Thunder Sword on his person, any disciple of the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect within five hundred li would be able to sense it and come to seek him out.

Even more powerful experts from the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect could possibly sense the Thunder Sword’s existence from a thousand li away and even pinpoint Shen Lang’s exact location...

Known as the strongest of the Legendary Sects, the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect, though shattered and vanished, showed its profound heritage and unfathomable power through this single Thunder Sword.

When Shen Lang walked out of the Seal, the Thunder Sword changed drastically. Not only did its light flare brightly as Thunder Power surged out, but it also began to slowly rotate, its tip pointing directly northeast of the Desolate Land.

As for the other item, it was the Jade Talisman that Zhuge Xian’Er had placed in his hands.

With the Jade Talisman in hand, no member of Zhuge Xian’Er’s "Night Soul" faction would dare to disobey.

This Jade Talisman had a similar function to the Thunder Sword, but its effect was considerably weaker.

"Night Soul" members could only vaguely sense Shen Lang’s presence within a hundred and fifty li, a far cry from the exaggerated range of the Thunder Sword.

Now, both the Thunder Sword and the Jade Talisman were reacting at the same time, pointing to the exact same location: the northeast of the Desolate Land, where the two experts were locked in a great battle.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the two people fighting over there were likely a disciple of the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect on one side, and one of Night Soul’s Four Great Heavenly Kings on the other.

After Shen Lang flew for more than a hundred li toward the northeast of the Desolate Land, the aftershocks from the two experts’ battle ahead became immense. For Shen Lang, flying forward was like rowing a boat upstream; the further he went, the greater the resistance.

As a result, the Ghost King’s speed began to slow down.

After flying for another thirty-odd li, Shen Lang couldn’t help but frown... Having reached this point, the difficulty of getting any closer increased significantly!

He had no idea what grudge the two people ahead had against each other, but they were both going all out with every move.

They fought with enough force to cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split, changing the very face of the heavens!

In the sky above, it was as if a stormy sea was churning and roaring. Terrifying Energy raged madly, surging in all directions without end.

Although some people were watching from thirty or forty li away, absolutely no one dared to get any closer.

’Damn it, are these two crazy, fighting so intensely here? If they attract the attention of the Dark Power from the depths of the Hidden Moon Tomb, it’ll be a huge problem!’

Although Shen Lang was using the power of the Xingtian Battle Armor to deflect most of the energy impacts, by the time he was only five or six li away from the two, he was being tossed about and could hardly advance another step!

"Die!"

Shen Lang vaguely heard an enraged roar from ahead as another storm of energy surged toward him.

Some of the experts watching from a distance noticed Shen Lang’s appearance, and their expressions immediately turned strange.

"Where did that kid pop out from? It’s a battle between King Martial Realm experts, and he actually wants to run into the middle of it? Does he have a death wish?"

"I don’t know which faction he belongs to, but he looks so young. To already have a Xuanwu Realm cultivation at his age, his talent is absolutely top-notch!"

"Heh heh, if his talent was really top-notch, he wouldn’t be stupid enough to rush into the battle zone of King Martial Realm experts. Any closer and he’ll be hit by the shockwaves from their battle. He’ll definitely be blasted to pieces with nothing left to bury!"

Amid their discussions, two blurry figures, wrapped in tyrannical Spiritual Power, shot out, leaving a series of sonic booms in their wake.

Finally, like falling stars, they slammed into each other with a deafening BOOM!

A ferocious and unparalleled storm swept out in all directions.

Just as Shen Lang flew closer, a sudden gale struck, and a massive amount of Spiritual Power slammed viciously into his Xingtian Battle Armor.

The Xingtian Battle Armor instantly released a faint, almost invisible barrier, blocking the impact of the immense storm.

The storm’s impact didn’t injure Shen Lang, but being struck by such an overwhelmingly powerful force sent him tumbling backward like a willow catkin in a gale.

Even though he was wearing the Xingtian Battle Armor and wasn’t afraid of the energy impacts at this distance, he still cut a rather sorry sight.

The faint sound of mocking laughter immediately drifted over from the distance.

It was the spectating experts who had noticed Shen Lang’s sorry state and couldn’t help but laugh at him.

’Damn it! These two seem to be genuinely enraged. The energy fluctuations from every single move are this powerful.’

After finally managing to stabilize himself in mid-air, a frustrated Shen Lang looked over.

He saw two figures. One was wreathed in crackling lightning, like a Thunder God. The other was completely obscured by a black cloud. They were relentlessly clashing and colliding with one another.

’They’re really getting into it. Getting close to them is going to be tough...’

Just as Shen Lang had that thought, the two fighters ahead tore through the spatial resistance like lightning and, in an instant, slammed into each other once again!

Instantly, like a volcanic eruption, another overwhelmingly powerful storm swept forth!

’What a pain...’

Shen Lang shook his head. Without a second thought, he drew the Immortal Celestial Saber. With a flash of its blade, he put all his strength into a single slash directed forward!

A Slaughterous Blade Intent swept out as clouds stirred in every direction, thunder raged, and the wind howled!

A domineering Sword Qi that could rule the world appeared out of nowhere, instantly cleaving the surging, terrifying energy ahead.

Before everyone’s disbelieving eyes, the Sword Qi sliced through the terrifying storm, parting it as clearly and distinctly as if the surging sea had been split in two!

"Both of you, stop!"

After unleashing that slash, Shen Lang shot forward five hundred meters, channeled his Spiritual Power, and roared!

The two combatants ahead were both stunned. They abruptly separated, and both floated in the air, looking toward Shen Lang with pleasant surprise.

Because they could sense the Thunder Sword and the Jade Talisman, both of them of course knew who Shen Lang was.

Each of them instantly assumed their reinforcements had arrived.

The person from Night Soul had already learned about Shen Lang and understood his power and terrifying nature.

The person from the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect understood even more clearly that the one who possessed the Thunder Sword would be the savior of the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect... Only this person could end their lives as wandering fugitives, hiding their identities like stray dogs!

Therefore, even though both of their Divine Thoughts had already sensed Shen Lang’s Xuanwu Realm Sixth Heaven cultivation, neither of them dared to look down on him in the slightest.

Both believed that a powerful ally had arrived for their side!

"Holy crap, who the hell is this kid? Does he really want to interfere in a fight between King Martial Realm experts?"

"I know all the talented disciples from the three great Spirit Copper Level Sects and all the Great Noble Families, and I’ve never heard of a character like him. He’s outrageously bold... Does he not realize that those two King Martial Realm experts could obliterate him beyond redemption with a wave of their hands?"

"He’s just asking for death, can’t blame anyone else. But for such a talent to be wasted... it’s really a shame..."

Meanwhile, seeing that the two of them had stopped fighting, Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He floated silently in the air, sizing up the two people before him.

On the left, the black cloud slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of a woman in black robes.

Upon closer inspection, the black cloud was not a cloud at all, but countless black flower petals...

The woman had a forehead like the moon and eyes like stars, with a graceful and noble aura. She too was silently sizing up Shen Lang.

On the right was a powerfully built man. He appeared to be in his thirties, with a robust physique and a Great Sword on his back. His eyes shone as brightly as stars, and his awe-inspiring presence made him look like a War God.

The two of them stared at Shen Lang, their expressions extremely strange.

First came shock, then pleasant surprise, which quickly turned into confusion.

Shen Lang sheathed his saber and said calmly, "We’re all on the same side. What’s the meaning of this infighting?"

Both of them were taken aback. They glanced at each other, their expressions filled with shock and uncertainty.

"State your names," Shen Lang said indifferently.

The woman on the left bowed slightly, offering Shen Lang a salute. "Flower Soul. Greetings, My Lord."

’The Four Great Heavenly Kings... one is called Leng Yue, one is Flower Soul... don’t tell me the other two are named Wind Saber and Frost Sword?’ Shen Lang muttered suspiciously.

The four strongest members of Zhuge Xian’Er’s faction, "Night Soul," were all in the King Martial Realm.

Therefore, Shen Lang was certain that the Flower Soul before him was also one of the Four Great Heavenly Kings.

A smile touched the corners of Flower Soul’s lips. "My Lord is exactly right. The other two are indeed named Wind Saber and Frost Sword. The Young Miss gave us all our names."

The "Young Miss" she spoke of was, of course, Zhuge Xian’Er.

Shen Lang nodded and turned his gaze to the man from the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect.

The man’s reaction was far more exaggerated than Flower Soul’s.

His eyes were red as he stared at Shen Lang. Seeing Shen Lang look his way, he suddenly dropped to one knee in the void and announced in a clear voice, "Disciple Jun Qianshang greets you, My Lord!"