Strongest War Emperor

When Lan Mengling saw Shen Lang staring blankly at her, a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

’This sort of innate female vanity... it’s actually quite pleasing.’

’Especially since I’ve been at a disadvantage every time I’ve spoken with this little scoundrel. Now, seeing him stare at me so blankly, as if he’s captivated... it’s an indescribable joy.’

’Once this feeling surfaced, he almost seemed... less detestable...’

"What are you looking at? Keep staring and I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

Realizing the change in her heart, Lan Mengling froze for a moment, then feigned a ferocious look and snapped at him.

Shen Lang sighed helplessly. "The strongest move of the Undying Seal Technique is called the Soul-Devouring Bone-Eroding Technique. Its power is mysterious and unfathomable. It uses the victim’s Divine Soul and Spiritual Power as fuel, burning them away like oil in a lamp. It’s almost impossible to resist."

"The longer it goes on, the more fiercely the fire burns. It’s like a tsunami, a hurricane—unstoppable and utterly vicious..."

Lan Mengling flew into a rage. "Bastard! You think I need you to tell me this?"

"I asked you for a way to expel the Palm Force in my body, not for an introduction to this damn Undying Seal Technique!"

Shen Lang rolled his eyes. "If I don’t explain this, how will you trust the method I propose?"

"And uh, stop taking those Elixir Pills. The more of them you eat, the more fuel you’re adding to your internal fire. It will only burn hotter... unless you want to burn yourself to death sooner."

Lan Mengling, who had just taken out an Elixir Pill and was about to put it in her mouth, froze again.

The pill hovered by her lips, unsure if it should be eaten or not.

As if to cover her embarrassment, Lan Mengling said stubbornly, "What can the mere flames of the Undying Seal Technique do to me? My own Vermilion Bird Divine Fire burns all, what flame can compare to it?"

Shen Lang shook his head. "Your Vermilion Bird Divine Fire is formidable, but it can save others, not yourself."

"We need to find a Magma Land immediately. I’ll help you suppress this Palm Force first. Otherwise, if we wait too long, it’ll be too late... Is there a place like that nearby?"

Lan Mengling’s spirits lifted. "Yes, follow me!"

With that, she turned and started walking.

"Walk? You mean we’re just going to walk there on our two legs?" Shen Lang asked weakly, rolling his eyes.

Lan Mengling gave a dry cough. "I... My injuries are getting worse. If I use my Spiritual Power now, I can’t control the Palm Force in my body. We have no choice but to walk."

"Then undo my seal, and I’ll fly," Shen Lang said, his face long.

Lan Mengling glanced at him, her gaze shifting evasively to the sky. "That’s my unique seal. It requires a massive amount of Spiritual Power to undo. I don’t even dare use my Spiritual Power now, so how could I possibly remove it?"

Shen Lang rolled his eyes dramatically. "You really brought this on yourself. What a mess you’ve made... Wait, I have a better idea!"

"What is it?" A look of delight appeared on Lan Mengling’s face.

Shen Lang grinned. "Aren’t you a Vermilion Bird? A Divine Beast? Just revert to your true form and fly. Let me ride you for a bit..."

Lan Mengling exploded with fury. She backed away two meters, then made a grasping motion toward Shen Lang with her right hand. An invisible giant hand immediately seized Shen Lang, who had been trying to retreat!

Before Shen Lang could speak, she slammed him violently into the ground!

"BOOM!"

At the edge of the original crater, rock debris flew everywhere as a new, deeper pit appeared!

"Dammit!"

This time, Shen Lang was genuinely angry, because he hadn’t meant to tease her at all with that suggestion.

He pushed off the ground with one hand, launching himself back into the air.

The Immortal Celestial Saber was instantly unsheathed, and he slashed down at Lan Mengling!

Although Shen Lang’s cultivation was sealed, the power of the Immortal Celestial Saber remained. A beam of saber light erupted from the ancient, weathered blade, scattering the surrounding darkness.

"You’re asking for it!"

Lan Mengling sneered disdainfully and pinched the air with two fingers.

The saber light, several dozen feet long and brimming with Sword Intent, was instantly snapped in two by an invisible force and dissipated without a trace!

Then, she flicked her finger. A small pebble shot toward Shen Lang, accompanied by a sharp, sky-breaking whistle!

Their cultivation levels were on completely different planes. Even without using her Spiritual Power, Lan Mengling was more than a match for the Immortal Celestial Saber.

Seeing the pebble cut through the air, Shen Lang spread his legs into a horse stance. With a wide, sweeping motion, he swung the Immortal Celestial Saber forward!

"DANG!"

The long saber let out a resonant clang. An irresistible force transmitted from the tiny pebble.

The web of Shen Lang’s hand went numb, his arm instantly paralyzed. He lost his grip on the Immortal Celestial Saber, which flew from his hand and plunged into the ground with a CLANG, buried up to its hilt.

"Had enough? Still not convinced?"

Lan Mengling stood with her hands behind her back, a smirk on her face as she looked at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang snorted coldly, walked over to retrieve the Immortal Celestial Saber, and said grimly, "I’m done fighting. But are you really proud of yourself? A Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm expert beating someone in the Xuanwu Realm like me?"

"..." Lan Mengling paused, then realized she had lost her composure.

’Since when,’ she thought, ’did I start seeing him as an equal?’

Lan Mengling’s expression immediately became unnatural.

’To a Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm powerhouse, thousands upon thousands of Xuanwu Realm Martial Artists are nothing but ants.’

’Why do I care so much about what an ant feels and thinks?’

’And I actually wanted him to admit defeat? To be convinced?’

Lan Mengling turned away, her tone reverting to its previous indifference. "Let’s go. To the northwestern edge of the Hengduan Mountain Range. There’s a pocket of underground magma there."

"Let me be clear. If we get there and I find out you’re lying to me, I will burn you to ashes without hesitation!"

Shen Lang, walking behind her, had only taken two steps when he heard this. His face darkened, and he stopped.

Lan Mengling paused and turned back, puzzled. "What is it? What’s wrong now?"

Shen Lang pointed behind him. "Unless I was knocked silly, I remember *this* way is northwest. The direction you’re heading is the exact opposite—southeast, lady!"

"Who are you calling ’lady’!" Lan Mengling’s face flushed red as she snapped.

"Calling you ’miss’ would be disrespectful, calling you ’lady’ makes you angry, and you definitely wouldn’t like it if I called you ’little sister’... Uh, I got sidetracked. Shouldn’t we be talking about directions? The Vermilion Bird Race is supposed to be the best among the Ten Divine Beasts at spatial manipulation, yet you can’t even tell north from south, east from west..."

Before he could finish, a Light Palm slapped down once more, driving Shen Lang straight into the ground.

Shen Lang let out a wretched cry and lay motionless and silent in the crater.

Lan Mengling took a deep breath and growled, enunciating every word, "If you open your mouth and say ’Divine Beast’ one more time, I’ll force you onto all fours and turn you into a real beast!"

The giant hand formed of energy took a long while to slowly dissipate.

In the palm-shaped pit, Shen Lang lay face down, unmoving. Pebbles and dirt kept CLATTERING down from the edges, falling onto his body.

"If you keep playing dead, you might actually end up dead..."

With her hands behind her back, Lan Mengling rested one of her exposed, snow-white legs on the edge of the crater. She used the tip of her foot to nudge a few stones, which tumbled down onto Shen Lang.

"I protest! I condemn this! I strongly condemn this!"

Shen Lang sat up with a flip, his face grimy. "Even if I’m your prisoner, you can’t abuse a prisoner like this!" he said angrily.

"Besides, I can save you right now! I’m about to become your savior!"

"A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated! If you keep being so temperamental, slapping me into the ground at the slightest provocation, then I’m not going anywhere! If you have the guts, kill me right here!"

Lan Mengling rolled her eyes. "You brought all this on yourself. Watch your mouth and behave, and you won’t get beaten."

"Get up. If you delay any longer, I’ll use my Vermilion Bird Divine Fire to turn you into a roast suckling pig."

Just as she finished speaking, a pillar of sinister, Powerful Qi suddenly erupted from within her body!

Lan Mengling let out a muffled groan. Her feet slipped, and she stumbled, falling downward!

"Tch. You’re half-dead already, and you’re still trying to act tough?" Shen Lang shook his head as he caught her from below.

He saw that Lan Mengling’s face was now completely drained of color, frighteningly pale.

The black aura in her eyes was so thick it seemed on the verge of breaking through her body and bursting out.

Her entire body trembled violently. On her exposed arms and legs, one could see strange things writhing just beneath the skin—a horrifying sight!

"What kind of grudge do you have against me? You’d rather suffer immense damage to your own body just to hit me. Was it really worth it?"

Lan Mengling could barely move. She was focused on desperately channeling her Spiritual Power to resist the Palm Force of the Undying Seal Technique, and had no time to deal with Shen Lang.

She shot Shen Lang a vicious glare, remaining silent.

It was a look that could kill.

"The Sword Qi from the Demon Sword ’Light of a Thousand Years’ is flaring up too... Ah, forget it. Though you abuse me a thousand times over, I still treat you like my first... ahem!"

As he spoke, Shen Lang laid Lan Mengling across his lap. His fingers moved like lightning, tapping several acupoints on her body as he barked, "Guard your mind! Channel your Spiritual Power through the Ren Meridian and Du Meridian, then station it at Zhangmen! Then rush it to Taixu, Zuyao, and Shouyuan Chong!"

Lan Mengling’s eyes lit up, and she immediately did as he said.

A moment later, a flash of anger appeared in her eyes. "Damn you, little scoundrel, are you trying to make me use the Scattering Skill? What are you plotting?!"

Shen Lang curled his lip. "Scattering Skill my ass! Can’t you feel for yourself whether it’s the Scattering Skill or not? Hurry up and do as I say, or you’ll be kicking the bucket in less than three hours!"

"You’re the one who’s kicking the bucket!" Lan Mengling was so angry she was on the verge of tears.

In the past, anyone who dared speak to her like that would have already died ten times over!

Of course, the truth was, no one had ever dared to speak to her that way.

Even a rebellious and untamable character like Candle Dragon was as meek as a lamb in her presence.

But today, this bastard had truly pushed her buttons.

Honestly, the boy before her deserved to die a hundred and eight times over.

And yet, here he was, still very much alive...