Strongest War Emperor

Although Shen Lang’s cultivation was currently sealed, preventing him from activating the Immortal Celestial Saber...

...the power of his Chaos Divine Body actually far exceeded what his Pill Sea Spiritual Power could produce.

In fact, Shen Lang had only recently raised his cultivation to the Xuanwu Realm Sixth Heaven after absorbing a massive amount of Supreme Yin Qi from a fissure in the Desolate Land.

Before that, when he was only in the Spirit Martial Realm, he had already killed Xuanwu Realm powerhouses on multiple occasions.

He had even beaten a Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven powerhouse—the Grand Elder of the Holy Light Sect—to death with his bare fists in the Barbaric lands.

This was primarily thanks to the power of his Chaos Divine Body.

Besides the power of his Chaos Divine Body...

...Labrador, the Artifact Spirit within the Immortal Celestial Saber, could also control most of the saber’s power!

With these two assets alone, Shen Lang had no fear of the "Third Prince," Xu Daolin, who had shot up to the King Martial Realm using an Elemental Power Fragment!

The only problem was that Shen Lang couldn’t fly, as he hadn’t yet formed Spiritual Wings.

Moreover, the Ghost King had been sealed within his body by Lan Mengling, leaving him unable to use even a shred of its power.

Speed and flight were Shen Lang’s Achilles’ heel at the moment.

Now, in his towering rage, Labrador let out a fierce roar from within the Immortal Celestial Saber. The howl of a Howling Moon Celestial Wolf echoed throughout the entire Imperial Capital!

As the Immortal Celestial Saber’s formidable and unpredictable aura flared, it shot toward the heavens, churning the winds and clouds. The surrounding crowd retreated in horror!

「Deep underground, east of the Imperial City」

At that very moment, a faint, almost imperceptible voice suddenly sounded...

"Oh?"

The sound seemed to resonate in everyone’s mind. Though it wasn’t loud, they all felt as if a heavy hammer had struck their hearts, an unbearable sensation.

The expression on everyone’s face changed as they thought of the Elder Ancestor of the Purple Chu Royal Family...

’If even *he* was alerted by this, things are about to get interesting!’

Xue Dangdang, who was still in the air, had worn a frosty expression, intending to question Shen Lang about killing the members of White Bone Hall.

But now, seeing his enraged state, her eyes momentarily went blank.

It was a very strange feeling.

Shen Lang, down below, was furious and ready to kill at any moment. She should have been completely indifferent.

Yet, as she watched him, she felt like a small, panicked child, as if she had done something wrong.

Along with the panic, there was also an indescribable... sweetness in her heart!

’Even though I’m panicking, I’m really enjoying this... the feeling of Shen Lang being angry because of me!’

However, the feeling came and went in a flash.

Xue Dangdang’s gaze swept over to Nalan Ziyun, who was standing to Shen Lang’s left. She subconsciously gritted her teeth and spat out another petulant remark.

"I like holding the Third Prince’s arm. What business is it of yours?"

Below, Nalan Ziyun was usually a bit dense, but she was still a woman. One look at the expression in Xue Dangdang’s eyes was all it took for her to understand what was going on.

Seeing Xue Dangdang’s words and Shen Lang on the verge of exploding, Nalan Ziyun hurriedly took two steps forward and called up to the sky, "Dingdang, listen to me, let me explain. That day, we..."

"Who wants to hear your explanation? Who do you think you are? This is none of your business!" An indescribable anger swelled in Xue Dangdang’s heart as she looked at Nalan Ziyun.

It was especially infuriating that Nalan Ziyun was holding a little girl. Seeing her beside Shen Lang with the child, looking like a family of three, made Xue Dangdang’s chest tighten with an unbearable discomfort.

Nalan Ziyun grabbed Shen Lang’s right arm and added, "Dingdang, no matter what you’re thinking, please let go of that guy’s arm before we talk, okay? He is definitely not a good person. Please, trust me!"

"Let’s talk properly. I’ll tell you everything you don’t remember, all right?"

Nalan Ziyun’s usual demeanor was incredibly imperious; even Bone One and Bone Two often felt the sting of her whip.

Yet, the words she spoke to Xue Dangdang now were exceedingly gentle, her voice even trembling slightly.

Anyone could hear the turmoil in her heart.

When it comes to love, every woman is selfish.

But to try and persuade your rival not to misunderstand you in a situation like this... how many people could do such a thing?

However, it seemed Nalan Ziyun’s words had no effect.

The sight of Nalan Ziyun holding Shen Lang’s arm, to Xue Dangdang’s eyes...

...was like a spark dropped into a pool of oil!

A firestorm instantly erupted in her heart!

Xue Dangdang gritted her teeth. Not only did she hug the Third Prince’s arm tighter, but she also deliberately rested her head on his shoulder!

The Third Prince, meanwhile, looked smugly and provocatively at Shen Lang, the corner of his mouth twitching in a smirk.

’This is bad...’ Nalan Ziyun knew as soon as she saw it.

Shen Lang was not an impatient man. On the contrary, he could withstand even an inhumanly torturous technique like the Golden Needle Acupoint Forging Body Technique, using it as a regular part of his cultivation.

With nothing better to do, he would insert the golden needles and frantically pursue Body Forging, constantly enduring a pain that would cripple an ordinary person.

The strength of Shen Lang’s will was simply monstrous.

But this was something he absolutely could not tolerate!

Moreover, that bastard in the sky wasn’t the real Third Prince. He was... Xu Daolin!

Sure enough, just as the thought crossed Nalan Ziyun’s mind, Shen Lang pointed his long saber at the Third Prince. "Elder Ape, kill him for me!"

Behind him, Yuan Bupu, Yin Qianshang, and Flower Soul, who were already poised to strike, let out a fierce roar in unison!

The three of them moved, kicking up an endless swirl of mist as they surrounded Xue Dangdang and the Third Prince!

The sheer momentum of the three King Martial Realm powerhouses was astonishing even before they struck. Now that they moved, the resulting turbulence sent the group of spectating Xuanwu Realm powerhouses in the air tumbling in disarray!

Down below, the horrified crowd scrambled to get away, terrified of being caught in the crossfire of a battle between King Martial Realm powerhouses.

"Miss Dingdang, please step away from him."

Flower Soul frowned and spoke politely from the air, making an inviting gesture toward Xue Dangdang with his right hand.

Although Flower Soul didn’t know the full story between Xue Dangdang and Shen Lang, he had witnessed the strange connection between them at the Hidden Moon Tomb and understood her importance to him.

With Xue Dangdang right there, the three of them couldn’t just charge in.

The three King Martial Realm powerhouses surrounded the Third Prince, their immense momentum roiling the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi above the Imperial Capital.

Black clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to crush it.

In an instant, they had captured the full attention of every powerhouse in the Imperial Capital!

The Third Prince hadn’t seemed to expect that Shen Lang would actually dare to make a move within the Imperial City. Facing three King Martial Realm powerhouses, he grew a little nervous.

With a flicker of thought, Scale Armor covered the Third Prince’s body. A Short Sword then flew out from between his brows, expanding as it met the wind.

The Short Sword hummed, instantly splitting into nine identical blades that began to revolve slowly around his body.

A tyrannical, sharp Sword Qi formed a defensive barrier, shielding him completely.

The group of Xuanwu Realm powerhouses in the air could no longer afford to worry about appearances; they fled downward as if their lives depended on it.

’Damn, this guy is a real lunatic! He dared to kill the Young Sect Leader of a Spirit Copper Level Influence from the Demon Dao, and now he’s about to kill a Prince... right here in the Imperial Capital Imperial City!’

’The man’s got the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!’

They had no time to ponder the extent of Shen Lang’s audacity.

The top priority now was to get away...

...otherwise, getting caught in a battle between King Martial Realm powerhouses and being annihilated without a trace would be a truly pointless death!

It was only then that the thousands of disciples from the various sects finally understood. ’Holy hell, those three people behind Shen Lang are all in the King Martial Realm!’

’No wonder the Xuanwu Realm experts from our sects didn’t dare to act recklessly before!’

’This is too shameless... Who in their right mind brings three King Martial Realm powerhouses with them on a stroll?’

’Since when do grudges between Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists warrant the intervention of King Martial Realm powerhouses?’

The disciples from the various sects were kicking themselves, running for their lives as they fled into the distance.

As for those with broken bones who couldn’t move even if they wanted to, they were instantly reduced to tears, wishing they could turn back time... ’If I could go back in time, I’d fucking hide the second I heard the three words "Profound Dao Sect"!’

If only they had, how could they have ended up in such a miserable state?

Meanwhile, a shadow shot out from the Profound Dao Sect’s courtyard. It was the Second Ancestor, Feng Buping.

Feng Buping had been silent in the courtyard, but he had taken in everything that had happened.

He waved over the other members of the Profound Dao Sect, gathering them behind him.

Then, with his hands clasped behind his back, he stared coldly at the Third Prince in the sky.

In the past, the Profound Dao Sect would never have dared to provoke the Royal Family; they simply weren’t in the same league.

The Royal Family had an Emperor Martial Realm powerhouse in its ranks, barely qualifying it as a Spirit Copper Level Influence.

But now...

’If Yuan Bupu and the others can’t handle that Third Prince, I’ll have to jump in and help!’

’Who gives a damn about shameless tactics like ganging up on someone? If you dare provoke us, then just as Shen Lang said... we’ll put you down!’

’You can try to reason with the King of Hell after you’re dead!’

’If you want to talk reason, we’ll talk reason.’

’If you don’t want to talk reason, that’s even simpler. We’ll just see whose fists are bigger and who has more of them!’

Ever since Shen Lang had joined the Profound Dao Sect, it was no longer a Sect that others could bully at will!

The atmosphere over the chaotic scene grew extremely bizarre.

Thousands of people were present, many still running and fleeing, yet an eerie silence had fallen!

And just then, something happened that made everyone want to scream...

Shen Lang, who had been standing on the ground holding the Immortal Celestial Saber, began to slowly rise into the air!

For a Martial Artist with a Flying Spiritual Artifact, or for a Xuanwu Realm powerhouse who could form Spiritual Wings, flight was nothing special.

The problem was...

...Shen Lang hadn’t formed Spiritual Wings!

There wasn’t even the faintest glimmer of Spirit Light around him!

And yet, just like that, he was slowly floating upward...