Strongest War Emperor

As Ximen Aoxuan charged over, Evil Song and the others behind him deliberately retreated a few meters.

But Shen Lang hadn’t moved a single inch from the very beginning.

He had even looked up at the sky during that time, as if observing something.

Ximen Aoxuan had been over fifty meters away from Shen Lang in the small lake. With his full-force charge, he closed the distance in an instant.

"Poisonous Dragon Roar!"

A Spirit Light flared at the tip of the azure long spear, manifesting a cyan poisonous dragon that lunged viciously for Shen Lang’s neck.

The poisonous dragon, formed from Spiritual Power, was enormous, yet it looked so solid it was almost real. It was incredibly ferocious.

The clouds of qi roiled, and sand and stones were sent flying!

Even from six or seven meters away, the poisonous dragon emanated the savage aura of a primordial beast and a heart-pounding pressure.

The disciples from the various sects watching this all began to smile.

Every one of them wore an expression that said Shen Lang was finished.

Because Ximen Aoxuan had been building up momentum from the start, and now, thoroughly enraged by Shen Lang, his all-out ultimate move, "Poisonous Dragon Roar," was more than just a notch stronger than usual.

Such power was overwhelming and impossible to block!

Even a master at the Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Heaven wouldn’t dare to face such a powerful and ferocious attack head-on!

But that kid named Shen Lang didn’t seem to realize how formidable this move was...

He was still standing there, oblivious to his impending doom!

He was practically asking for death!

"Shen Lang, the price for underestimating me is death!"

A bloodthirsty glint appeared in the rapidly charging Ximen Aoxuan’s eyes as a red light flashed past.

Just as his attack was about to land, he had activated the Evil Eye Pupil Technique of his Evil-Eyed Giant Ape Martial Soul!

The timing was perfect!

Moreover, this spear strike was aimed directly at Shen Lang’s throat!

’No matter how strong Shen Lang is, as long as he’s caught in the Evil-Eyed Giant Ape’s Illusion Technique for just two seconds...’

’My long spear will pierce his neck!’

’He will die without a doubt!’

To face such an attack so calmly and carelessly—not even a Xuanwu Realm powerhouse would dare be so arrogant!

At that moment, an indescribable thrill of killing welled up in Ximen Aoxuan’s heart.

’If I kill this guy who shamed thousands and restore everyone’s honor, from this day forward, my name, Ximen Aoxuan, will be renowned throughout the Purple Chu Country!’

’And even the entire Western Wilderness!’

At this moment, the roaring, tumbling poisonous dragon kicked up a gale. The Powerful Qi it unleashed was astonishingly mighty, capturing everyone’s attention.

In just an instant...

The enormous poisonous dragon let out a sharp cry and bit down toward Shen Lang’s neck!

But even now, Shen Lang not only hadn’t moved, he hadn’t even built up any momentum!

There wasn’t the faintest glimmer of Spirit Light on his entire body!

"Senior Brother!"

From the Profound Dao Sect’s side, Shu Lan’s terrified cry rang out.

Although many of the female disciples knew Shen Lang was powerful and unafraid of this spear, they couldn’t help but turn their heads away, unable to watch as the poisonous dragon reached him.

This poisonous dragon wasn’t a physical entity, not a real dragon.

But the power of the devious and tyrannical "Poisonous Dragon Roar," channeled through a Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact, was truly immense!

A Martial Artist below the Xuanwu Realm would find it absolutely impossible to resist without preparing in advance with a powerful Magical Treasure!

Some of the Profound Dao Sect disciples who didn’t fully understand Shen Lang’s strength had their palms slick with sweat.

It was only an instant, but to the onlookers, it felt like an eternity.

Just when many believed Shen Lang was doomed...

Shen Lang finally moved!

He leaned forward and threw a simple, unadorned punch with his right hand!

It was a simple punch, with no Spirit Light on his fist, but it was as fast as lightning!

Everyone subconsciously narrowed their eyes, only to see that not-so-large fist instantly pierce through the fearsome poisonous dragon’s massive jaws!

Then, it closed with perfect precision around Ximen Aoxuan’s azure long spear!

"BOOM!"

With an explosive sound, the formidable poisonous dragon suddenly burst apart!

Powerful Qi blasted outwards, sending sand and stones flying. Many people on both sides covered their faces with their hands and staggered backward.

Ximen Aoxuan could never have imagined that his ultimate move, the one he was so proud of...

...would be shattered as effortlessly as a child’s game!

And his opponent hadn’t even used any special Cultivation Technique or method!

Just a simple punch...

Relying solely on the tyrannical power of his physical body!

A violent blast of Powerful Qi radiated out from his fist in all directions. The ripples were so intense it seemed as if space itself was warping.

Everyone around was stunned by the scene before them.

No one spoke; they all watched in silence.

"CREAK, CREAK..."

The next moment, the sound from under Ximen Aoxuan’s feet drew everyone’s attention.

His feet had sunk half a foot into the ground, and his entire body was trembling like a leaf.

Veins bulged on the arm gripping the azure long spear, and cold sweat streamed down his face!

He seemed to be using all his strength to pull the long spear back...

However, Shen Lang held the tip of the azure long spear nonchalantly in his right hand. No matter how much force Ximen Aoxuan used, it didn’t budge an inch!

At this moment, the minds of all the disciples, aside from those of the Profound Dao Sect, went blank.

They couldn’t understand how this could be happening...

’Ximen Aoxuan’s ultimate move, Poisonous Dragon Roar, which even an ordinary Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Heaven expert wouldn’t dare to face head-on, was just shattered by a single punch?’

’A Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact was just grabbed so easily by his opponent?’

’Ximen Aoxuan, tall and known for his strength, with an Evil-Eyed Giant Ape Martial Soul, was like a child facing a Giant—his weapon was caught, and he couldn’t even pull it back?’

’Could the gap between them really be this massive?’

"Is this all the skill you have?"

Shen Lang asked, his face devoid of expression. His eyes, as deep as the sea, filled Ximen Aoxuan’s heart with despair.

Before Ximen Aoxuan could fully react, an irresistible force suddenly surged from the spear’s tip in the next instant!

Then, his massive body was lifted into the air!

Shen Lang had gripped the tip of the azure long spear and hoisted him up in an instant!

Then, before everyone’s horrified eyes, Shen Lang swung his right hand, whipping Ximen Aoxuan around and smashing him violently onto the ground!

But it wasn’t over...

Amidst the deafening crash, with his right hand still gripping the spear tip, Shen Lang raised his right foot high, leaving an afterimage in the air as he brought it down like a blade onto Ximen Aoxuan’s chest!

"PFFT!"

In the unnaturally quiet atmosphere, Ximen Aoxuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turning ashen.

His hands, which had been tightly gripping the spear’s shaft, went limp and fell away...

Just then, something unexpected happened. A gasp erupted from the Profound Dao Sect crowd behind him!

A black shadow shot out from the rear, closing in on Shen Lang with lightning speed!

It was Helian Qingyun of the Celestial Defying Demon Realm’s White Bone Hall! He had broken free from Cai Chaoqun’s grasp and was trying to ambush Shen Lang!

Helian Qingyun’s timing was impeccable. He struck just as Shen Lang had finished exerting his power and the blast of Powerful Qi had just erupted outward!

It was also when everyone from the Profound Dao Sect was completely focused on the scene in front of them!

They were only four meters apart. Helian Qingyun’s cultivation was extremely high, and he lunged with a dagger that glinted with a sinister light. The people from the Profound Dao Sect only had time to let out an angry shout before Helian Qingyun was already behind Shen Lang!

"WHOOSH!"

In a flash, people saw Shen Lang’s right hand, still holding the long spear, suddenly tremble. The azure weapon spun rapidly in the air, reversing its direction like an arrow and shooting straight out from under Shen Lang’s armpit!

"PFFT!"

To the onlookers, it looked as if Helian Qingyun had thrown himself onto the spear tip!

With a soft sound, the long spear pierced through Helian Qingyun’s Protective Spirit Light and impaled him.

Its momentum didn’t stop there. The tremendous force carried Helian Qingyun’s body backward until—THWACK!—he was pinned to the courtyard gate for the second time.

The first time, Shen Lang had used a tree branch to pierce his shoulder, severely injuring him.

This time, however, it seemed to be more than just a severe injury...

Helian Qingyun struggled to look down. He could clearly see the long spear had pierced his heart. The shaft was still humming and vibrating, but his vision was growing blurry...

"Your name is Helian Qingyun?"

Only now did Shen Lang turn around and ask softly.

Blood gurgled from Helian Qingyun’s mouth, his eyes dimming. How could he possibly speak?

Shen Lang snorted coldly. "When you get to Hell, say hello to Helian Qingshan for me."

The entire crowd erupted in an uproar!

Killing Helian Qingyun of the White Bone Hall with a single move was already shocking beyond measure.

But from the sound of it, did he mean that even a Xuanwu Realm powerhouse like Helian Qingshan had already died at his hands?

He had killed the Young Sect Leader of the White Bone Hall so decisively?

Just who was this guy...?

This was a God of Slaughter!

Only now did the crowd understand...

Whether it was them, Helian Qingyun, or Ximen Aoxuan, none of them were on the same level as Shen Lang!

Sending Xuanwu Realm powerhouses to hunt down disciples from other sects had seemed insane and idiotic. But compared to killing someone from the White Bone Hall... that was nothing!

He dared to casually kill the Young Sect Leader of a Demon Dao, Spirit Copper Level influence. The fact that these people from Profound Iron Level Sects only got a beating meant they were incredibly lucky!

A chill ran down their spines, and they began praying fervently in their hearts, hoping Shen Lang had forgotten all the curses they had hurled at him earlier.

If Shen Lang decided to make an example of them now, no one in heaven or on earth could protect them...

What was worse, both they and the Xuanwu Realm powerhouses in the air were waiting for the Elder Ancestors from their sects to arrive...

But for some reason, not a single one of those old-timers had shown up!

"Hehe, how majestic!"

Xue Dangdang’s voice suddenly echoed through the air.

The dumbstruck crowd was jolted awake by this sentence and looked up at the sky in a daze.

Shen Lang glanced up slightly, and his previously expressionless face instantly contorted with fury!

A monstrous Killing Intent erupted from him, rolling out in waves and sweeping across the entire area!