Strongest War Emperor

Flower Soul had never doubted Shen Lang’s methods.

When Zhuge Xian’Er announced that Night Soul would pledge its future allegiance to Shen Lang, she and the other members had been extremely resistant.

Almost no one believed Shen Lang’s capabilities could surpass Zhuge Xian’Er’s.

But after meeting Shen Lang, she had witnessed many of his methods in the Hidden Moon Tomb and had come to a general understanding of his power.

In the Hidden Moon Tomb, Shen Lang had guided Yuan Bupu to grievously injure the Dark Gold Zombie King.

Then he had personally taken action, ripping off the Zombie King’s head and forcing the Emperor Martial Realm expert, Duanmu Xie, to finally intervene.

In the end, even Zombie Emperor Duanmu Xie, who had slumbered for millennia, was defeated with bitter resentment. He had barely emerged before Shen Lang sealed him away.

Now, he squatted behind them, as docile as a kitten.

Furthermore, Master of Chaos, from a Dark Gold Level Influence, called Shen Lang "Senior Brother." While Flower Soul didn’t understand the story behind it, it was undeniably a symbol of status.

It was a testament to his power.

Then, Shen Lang had been abducted by a peerless expert at the Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm, only to return safely less than two days later. What’s more, he had completely subjugated the Emperor Martial Realm expert, Zombie Emperor Duanmu Xie!

All these events left even a seasoned and knowledgeable King Martial Realm expert like Flower Soul in utter disbelief.

There were many things she couldn’t comprehend, no matter how hard she racked her brain.

Countless impossibilities, countless heaven-defying feats...

In Flower Soul’s mind, Shen Lang had become nothing short of a legend.

Facing such an unfathomable man, Flower Soul was both hopeful and anxious.

She was anxious because she understood her own problem. ’If even Shen Lang can’t solve it, then there’s likely no one in this world who can help me walk this path to the end.’

She was hopeful because Shen Lang seemed omnipotent, capable of making any problem seem simple. ’He even saved Yuan Bupu when his soul was about to scatter. A problem like mine... perhaps... should... be solvable too, right?’

Flower Soul’s heart pounded with uncertainty, and she grew increasingly anxious.

Unlike Flower Soul, Shen Lang’s gaze, though a bit grave, was perfectly calm.

At that moment, Shen Lang was sizing up Flower Soul without restraint.

His brazen gaze made Flower Soul even more flustered.

Flower Soul was much older than Shen Lang, but she and the others had long since unconsciously pushed that fact to the back of their minds.

"One of the Four Great Heavenly Kings of Night Soul. Back in the Desolate Land, you used a Shadow-type Technique against Yin Qianshang, a cultivator of the ’Thunder Control Divine Technique’—a technique of Supreme Yang and Firmness—and you actually fought him to a standstill..."

"When I saw that, I was quite shocked."

Shen Lang said, retracting his somewhat brazen gaze.

Ordinarily, Martial Artists who cultivate Shadow-type Techniques are completely suppressed by Thunder Element Techniques.

Even the strong ones would find their power significantly diminished, unable to unleash their full potential.

Moreover, Shadow-type Techniques are rarely used for direct, head-on confrontations.

Yet you, Flower Soul, at the First Heaven of the King Martial Realm, faced Yin Qianshang head-on without falling behind!

The amount of information hidden within that fact is immense.

"So, I must apologize. I later took the liberty of examining and analyzing your aura."

Shen Lang sighed and said, "The cultivation techniques of the Demon Race are quite different from those of the Human Race. They are more direct and domineering, focused on absorbing the essence of the sun and moon to rapidly increase one’s cultivation."

"The Myriad Beasts Mansion’s ’Flower Demon Chaotic Dance Technique’ is powerful, but when a human cultivates it, the burden on the body increases with their progress. You haven’t practiced any significant Body Refining Technique, so your body is much weaker than other King Martial Realm experts at your level. You can only endure endless pain while relying on medicine to resist the corrosion of Demon Power."

"If you continue down this path, the only possible outcome is complete self-destruction."

"You knew this would be the result, yet you still chose this path..."

Flower Soul was stunned. Shen Lang knew everything about her as if it were an open book!

She had never told even Zhuge Xian’Er about the ’Flower Demon Chaotic Dance Technique,’ yet Shen Lang had just mentioned it so casually!

’How could such a person exist in this world?’

’It’s as if no one can hide anything from him.’

’It’s like there’s nothing in this world he doesn’t know, and nothing he can’t do...’

"Yes, I am cultivating the Myriad Beasts Mansion’s ’Flower Demon Chaotic Dance Technique,’" Flower Soul said, suppressing the shock in her heart and nodding with great difficulty.

She glanced at Shen Lang in a panic. The moment their eyes met, she quickly looked away like a startled rabbit.

Shen Lang continued, "And not only that. You also started cultivating the ’Heart Sutra of Ten Thousand Poisons,’ a Poison Technique that harms its user as much as its victims..."

At this, Shen Lang’s expression grew even more solemn.

Shen Lang said grimly, "The Heart Sutra of Ten Thousand Poisons is the king of all poison techniques. Its power is immense, but it is only suitable for those with an Innate Poison Body, which you do not have. Your current situation is far worse than Elder Ape’s. If you continue to cultivate like this, in less than ten years, the deadly poison in your body will reach a critical point and erupt completely..."

"When that happens, I’m afraid not even a Divine Demon could save you."

"Xian’Er was only afflicted in the leg by the Black Crow Witchcraft, but your condition has already seeped into your very marrow. It’s nearly impossible to eradicate. Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Hearing this, Flower Soul’s face turned deathly pale, and the rims of her eyes reddened.

She didn’t speak, only shook her head again and again.

In an instant, the Celestial King who commanded Night Soul transformed into a fragile woman.

Her body trembled, her gaze wild and unfocused.

"What kind of hatred could drive you to increase your strength so desperately, with no regard for your own life?" Shen Lang asked with a frown.

Flower Soul shook her head repeatedly but said nothing, the look of anguish on her face only intensifying.

Sighing, Shen Lang said, "Even if you don’t tell me, I can guess some of it... The hatred in your heart is like a raging flood. It’s what drives you to increase your strength at any cost, to recklessly cultivate a Demon Race technique and the ’Heart Sutra of Ten Thousand Poisons.’"

"Night Soul’s strength is roughly equivalent to a Profound Iron Level Influence. Xian’Er’s wisdom is unparalleled. Even if you said nothing, she must have seen through it all long ago."

"Yet she still didn’t help you get your revenge... That can only mean your enemy’s strength or influence is so great that even she was powerless to act."

"And now... let’s not even talk about anything else, Duanmu Xie is sitting right behind you. I have such a powerful force at my disposal, yet the hatred and despair in your eyes haven’t lessened one bit. You also show no intention of asking me to help you get revenge. That means..."

"Your enemy’s power... has it surpassed even the level of an Emperor Martial Realm Fifth Heaven expert?"

Hearing Shen Lang mention him, Duanmu Xie, who was sitting behind them, immediately puffed out his chest and raised his head, striking a proud and imposing pose.

Seeing Shen Lang so easily deduce her enemy’s situation, Flower Soul’s eyes grew even more frantic.

"My lord, my enemy is just too powerful. I... it’s not that I don’t believe you can deal with them, but I truly don’t want to bring disaster upon this place... I really don’t want the Young Mistress and you to make an enemy of them..."

"That strong?" Shen Lang said pensively. "If they can suppress or even pose a challenge to Duanmu Xie, then their influence must at least surpass the Secret Silver Level. Are they Dark Gold Level, or Legendary Level?"

"No... My lord, please don’t ask..." Flower Soul cried out, shaking her head violently.

She seemed to be recalling some nightmarish memories. Her voice grew louder, and her gaze became wild.

Shen Lang sighed softly and said, "Everyone has their secrets. I have no intention of prying into your private affairs."

"But now that Night Soul is under my command, and we’ve gotten to know each other and faced hardship together... if you consider me a friend or a companion, you can at least tell me how strong your enemy is. Who exactly are they?"

"If we know who they are, we can at least be on our guard, can’t we?"

Flower Soul shook her head frantically. "My lord, it’s no use... I don’t doubt your abilities, but right now, even with the Profound Dao Sect, War Wolf, and Duanmu Xie combined, it would be impossible to deal with them."

"They are an Ancient Noble Family with a legacy stretching back hundreds of thousands of years! They are just one small step away from becoming a Legendary Power. Even established Legendary Powers wouldn’t dare make an enemy of them lightly!"

"Their power drives me to despair, but I refuse to accept it! I refuse! Even if I die... I will make them pay the price!"

"But I don’t want to drag the Young Mistress and you into this... Please, don’t ask anymore... I’m begging you!"

Flower Soul’s crazed shouts attracted the attention of everyone cultivating in the distance.

They didn’t understand what could have happened to make a King Martial Realm expert lose her composure so completely and act so mad.

But at that moment, Shen Lang’s gaze grew colder and colder, like thousand-year-old ice.

He pointed a finger and said to Duanmu Xie, "Go stand over there and draw circles on the ground. I’ll call you when I need you."

Duanmu Xie, who had been listening with great interest, was taken aback. He stood up reluctantly and scurried off to the side.

Shen Lang formed two seal techniques with his right hand, setting up an array that enveloped him and Flower Soul.

Then, he looked at Flower Soul and said grimly, "An Ancient Noble Family, a Dark Gold Level Influence... the Murong Family, is it?"

"You..." Flower Soul snapped her head up, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

Up to this point, she had barely revealed a single word about her own affairs. Yet, not only did Shen Lang know her physical condition like the back of his hand, but he had now also voiced the secret she had hidden in her heart for hundreds of years!

’This is... could it be? Does my lord know something as sinister as a Mind Reading Technique?’

’She’d never told a single soul about the Murong Family!’

Seeing Flower Soul’s terrified expression, Shen Lang sighed internally. ’It seems fated that I must eventually confront the Murong Family. How could any of you possibly know... that I, Shen Lang, was originally surnamed ’Murong’?’