Strongest War Emperor

Seeing the vision on the Celestial Secret Mirror, rage and desperation surged through Shen Lang, erupting into a sky-high killing intent.

He could only tell that the vision from the Celestial Secret Mirror was a future possibility, but he had no idea how soon it would come to pass.

In comparison, the zombies in the Hidden Moon Tomb breaking through the fissure’s Seal could happen at any time, but it certainly wasn’t as imminent as the crisis in the village.

If those brutes’ wanton slaughter truly caused the little girl to unleash such power and break the Seal, and if he didn’t make it in time... if the Desolate Land became a Chaos Scene because of it, Shen Lang knew he could never forgive himself.

The Ghost King sensed the irrepressible killing intent radiating from Shen Lang and flew with all its might in the direction the Celestial Secret Mirror had indicated.

Weaving through the rugged, rocky canyon, Shen Lang flew and bounded, closing in on the village at a horrifying speed.

"Faster! Go faster!"

Deep in the canyon, Shen Lang flew so low he nearly scraped the ground, vanishing like a Ghost in the blink of an eye.

"AHH!"

Just then, a blood-curdling scream echoed from up ahead.

A roar, thick with resentment, shook the heavens. "You goddamn sons of bitches! You’ll all die horrible deaths! Even if I become a vengeful ghost, I’ll never let you go!"

"Protect them! Kill anyone who dares to advance!" Shui Qingwu’s voice rang out next.

Sensing the rage in that roar, and hearing Shui Qingwu’s voice amid the sounds of battle, Shen Lang was both shocked and relieved.

He was shocked because this was slightly different from the vision in the Celestial Secret Mirror.

In the vision, after Shui Qingwu had arrived with the Shui Family, it seemed they hadn’t had time to engage the enemy before the little girl unleashed her world-shattering power.

But now, it was clear the Shui Family was already fighting the mob to protect the villagers!

The canyon walls blurred past. In no more than ten seconds, the village at the foot of the slope came into Shen Lang’s view.

Just as he’d thought, it was slightly different from the vision in the Celestial Secret Mirror.

The first thing he saw was the Shui Family, battered and beleaguered, protecting a group of villagers as their defensive circle steadily shrank.

Including Shui Qingwu, every member of the Shui Family was wounded, their clothes stained with blood.

All around them, a dense crowd of Martial Artists from various factions had formed an impenetrable circle.

Thirty meters in front of Shui Qingwu’s group, a dozen villagers knelt on the ground, their bodies covered in wounds and their hands bound behind their backs.

"Shui Qingwu, hand over that little girl! For every minute you stall, I’ll chop off a head!" Yun Qing’s face was contorted in a savage grin, his bloodstained Longsword already raised high.

Streaks of blood marred Shui Qingwu’s beautiful face. Her eyes were ice-cold. "Yun Qing, you’re an animal! Shen Lang never should have let you leave Celestial Phoenix City! A disciple of the great Imperial Dragon Sect, consorting with these Evil Martial Artists, slaughtering innocent villagers... You’ll get what’s coming to you!"

"What’s coming to me? And who’s going to deliver it? Heaven? Or you, the young mistress of the Shui Family?" Yun Qing sneered. "Shen Lang? Hahaha, are you trying to threaten me with Shen Lang? Do you really think I’m afraid of that little whelp? Who knows where that little bastard is right now?"

"You need to get one thing straight. I’m doing a good deed here! These villagers have been infected with Zombie poison and corrupted by Supreme Yin Qi. They’re no different from crazed Demon Beasts... I’m simply helping them find salvation! HAHAHAHA!"

"Shameless!" Shui Qingwu spat.

Yun Qing’s eyes roved up and down Shui Qingwu’s body, a lecherous gleam flashing within them. He licked his lips. "You bitch. Your aura seems much stronger than before. And protecting these villagers infected with Zombie poison? You must have been corrupted by the Supreme Yin Qi, your mind thrown into chaos! Once I have you subdued, I’ll have to strip you naked and give you a thorough ’examination’ to see if you can still be saved!"

Lewd laughter erupted from the crowd.

"By then, those old geezers at your Divine Marquis Mansion will have to thank me! They’ll be begging me to become their prized son-in-law! Hahaha... All right, time’s up. This is the third one. If you don’t hand over that little girl, none of these dozen pigs will survive!"

The "pigs" he referred to were the dozen bound villagers.

Yun Qing narrowed his eyes, a vile light glinting within them. Spirit Light flared from his Longsword as he prepared to bring it down.

"Yun Qing!" Shui Qingwu’s eyes were practically splitting with rage. "I’ll kill you! I swear I’ll kill you!"

"HAHAHA!" The surrounding crowd roared with derisive laughter.

Their eyes were filled with bloodlust, treating the entire scene as a game.

Seeing the young mistress of the Shui Family driven to such fury brought these twisted Martial Artists a deep sense of satisfaction.

With someone from the Imperial Dragon Sect taking the lead, they had no regard for the Divine Marquis Mansion or the Shui Family whatsoever.

In fact, in terms of raw power, many of the factions present were not much weaker than the Shui Family.

Even if the Shui Family wanted to settle the score later, they couldn’t possibly take on so many factions at once.

And so, their eyes held nothing but madness. They wanted to slaughter the villagers and capture the little girl.

Many others were lost in lewd fantasies about the peerlessly beautiful Shui Qingwu...

"You bitch, I gave you a chance and you didn’t take it. Don’t blame me for what happens next... After I kill these dozen pigs, I’ll deal with you. I’d like to see just how long the few of you can hold out."

"Do you really think we wouldn’t dare touch someone from the Shui Family?"

Yun Qing laughed coldly, bringing his Longsword down toward the neck of a villager without a hint of hesitation.

The Shui Family cried out in alarm, the villagers began to wail, and the surrounding factions erupted in laughter. Amid the chaos...

A flash of Saber Qi materialized out of thin air! With the speed of lightning, it slashed upward at the very last second!

The Saber Qi was unbelievably fast, an unstoppable force that could sever eternity itself!

Before anyone could react...

"SCHLICK!"

Yun Qing’s right arm, severed at the shoulder, flew high into the air.

A fountain of blood sprayed in all directions!

Before Yun Qing could even scream...

"UWAAAH!" A strange cry came from above as a dark figure descended from the sky!

Shen Lang appeared like a bolt of lightning, a veritable God of Slaughter, and stomped on Yun Qing’s back!

Yun Qing coughed up a mouthful of blood as the force of the kick sent him flying into the air.

"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"

Shen Lang followed, lashing out with a flurry of mid-air kicks. In a single instant, he struck seven or eight times, each blow weighing thousands of pounds, extinguishing Yun Qing’s life force completely!

The continuous sound of breaking bones echoed from Yun Qing’s body.

Yun Qing crashed to the ground, carving a deep trench in the earth.

On the verge of death, Yun Qing lay prone on the ground and struggled to turn his head.

He saw a face he knew all too well—a face that had haunted his nightmares, the very image of his deepest dread.

"Shen Lang..."

It was this face that made him wake up drenched in a cold sweat, his entire body trembling.

Just moments ago, Shui Qingwu had spoken his name. Now, that very person had delivered him to death’s door...

Then, Yun Qing felt darkness wash over him, and he lost consciousness completely.

"Xiaolang..."

Shui Qingwu breathed his name. The hand holding her Longsword suddenly went limp, and her entire body crumpled to the ground.

The Shui Family members beside her rushed to hold her up.

Shen Lang didn’t acknowledge her.

The instant he landed, he whirled around and unleashed a Chain Rapid Slash, striking three times in quick succession!

His movements were so fast that the three slashes seemed like a single, fluid motion...

"SHHIIING..."

The sharp sound of a blade cleaving the air was fleeting.

The row of Martial Artists standing with Yun Qing behind the dozen villagers barely had time to raise their Spiritual Artifacts before blood erupted and their heads were sent flying!

"You’re courting death, boy!"

"Kill him!"

"First one to kill him gets the girl!"

Three figures shot up from the crowd, launching themselves toward Shen Lang like a gale.

The might of Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses was on full display. Their powerful Momentum rolled off them in waves, leaving onlookers stunned.

The Cultivation of these three was around the Sixth and Seventh Heavens of the Xuanwu Realm. Their auras were deep and astonishingly domineering.

These men were insidious and cunning. They had let the disciple from the Imperial Dragon Sect be their frontman while they hid in the back, controlling the situation.

That way, if anything went wrong, they could pin all the blame on the Imperial Dragon Sect disciple, Yun Qing.

Now some brat had appeared out of nowhere, killed their men, and was trying to ruin their plans. How could they possibly let him leave alive?

The man in the center wielded a twelve-foot Long Spear. He thrust it forward, its tip spinning in a vicious spiral, creating a continuous sound of Breaking the Sky.

The man attacking from Shen Lang’s front-left wielded a Giant Sword as large as a door panel. As he brought it down, astral winds howled and thunder boomed, a heart-stopping sight.

Though still over thirty meters away, his descending strike filled the entire space to the left with massive sword shadows, projecting an aura of invincibility.

The man on the right moved with eerie, silent footwork. His Spiritual Artifact was a jade-green short blade, as thin as a cicada’s wing.

Every swing of the blade left a thin, narrow trail of green light, as if he were slicing through space itself.

The three of them charged out simultaneously at an astonishing speed, their entire beings radiating a sinister, vicious, and wantonly cruel aura.

They all seemed determined to kill Shen Lang on the spot in a single, decisive clash.

The ground they crossed cracked and shattered, sending stone chips flying. Dust billowed as Powerful Qi surged in every direction.

At the same time, the rest of the crowd seemed to snap out of their shock. They immediately began to close in, pressing forward.

Many skilled experts locked onto Shen Lang with their powerful Divine Thought, planning to strike and kill him while he was occupied with the three attackers.

In an instant, a frenzied, bloodthirsty aura, as intense as a battle between mighty armies, descended upon the small village...

Shen Lang remained fearless. He lowered his head slightly, his cold gaze fixed on the three charging men.

With a grand, sweeping motion, he suddenly flicked the Immortal Celestial Saber in an upward, diagonal arc.

Saber Intent poured into the Immortal Celestial Saber. The saber became the intent, the intent became the saber. In that instant, a peerlessly domineering and murderous Saber Qi shot forth.

"All of you... will die!"