Strongest War Emperor

At that moment, a dense volley of Demon-Breaking Arrows shot out from all directions.

The clang of metal on metal and the sound of angry shouts mingled together. The situation was extremely unfavorable for the people of the Profound Dao Sect.

Fortunately, they had already sensed that something was wrong. Everyone had activated their Protective Magical Artifacts and taken out their strongest Spiritual Artifacts to assume a defensive stance.

Although they were under immense pressure from the continuous assault of Demon-Breaking Arrows, there were no casualties.

"Junior Sister Shang, Wuji, defensive formation! Everyone, gather in the center between us!"

Su Shi, who had fallen back, shouted as he quickly popped an Elixir Pill into his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, Su Shi, Zhan Wuji, and Shang Xiaoran formed a triangular formation.

The others all gathered within this new triangular formation.

It wasn’t that the cultivation of these three was that much stronger than the others, but that the Magical Treasures in their hands were far, far superior!

The "Ice Soul Cold Light Sword" in Shang Xiaoran’s hand was a Second Grade Profound Artifact.

With a wave of her longsword, it was as if ripples spread through the air, pulling in all the surrounding Demon-Breaking Arrows and instantly shredding them to pieces.

As for Su Shi’s "Cyan Demon Hand," that was even more impressive. The moment the Cyan Demon Hand appeared, the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves filled the air, and a sinister Yin Qi radiated out, making it impossible for the Demon-Breaking Arrows to even get close.

As for Zhan Wuji, the Thunder Marsh Saber in his right hand was a Second Grade Profound Artifact of unparalleled sharpness;

and in his left hand, he held the Profound Iron Treasure Umbrella he had borrowed from Tian Hao, a weapon that combined both offense and defense. In terms of protection, this Profound Iron Treasure Umbrella was far stronger than an attack-focused Profound Artifact like the Cyan Demon Hand.

The Profound Iron Treasure Umbrella opened up and spun rapidly. Beams of light cascaded down like lines of rain, enveloping everyone within.

It blocked nearly all the Demon-Breaking Arrows.

The resources provided by Shen Lang demonstrated their astonishing power at this critical moment.

Although the cultivation of those present wasn’t particularly high, the Magical Treasure Secret Artifacts in their hands were ridiculously powerful.

After that round of Demon-Breaking Arrows, not a single hair on their heads had been harmed!

"Surround them! Don’t let a single one get away!"

As Feng Xiaoyao’s furious voice rang out, figures flickered, and more than thirty people sprang out from the surrounding woods.

In the sky, on the ground, in three layers inside and out... they completely surrounded the group.

The few people at the very front had cultivation at the Spirit Martial Realm’s Sixth and Seventh Heavens, far surpassing Su Shi and the others.

The outer layer of uniformly dressed Martial Artists also had high cultivation. Each held a nocked arrow, their killing intent palpable.

Shang Xiaoran waved her right hand. "It’s not good to fight in the air. Everyone, get down!"

On high alert, the group immediately descended to the ground.

Seeing several familiar faces among them, Xia Xiaoting’s pretty face turned deathly pale. "Feng Xiaoyao, you have some nerve! How dare you collude with the Holy Light Sect to ambush us? Do you know the consequences of becoming a traitor to the Profound Dao Sect?"

"If you dare to touch us, you’ll be hunted endlessly by the Thunder Guard! Not even the Feng Family will be able to protect you!"

Shu Lan and the others took a closer look, and their expressions turned grim as well.

More than half of the people surrounding them were actually from the Holy Light Sect!

And their cultivation levels were all much higher!

"Tsk tsk tsk, no need for such ugly words. What do you mean, ’traitor’? I, Feng Xiaoyao, have never considered myself a member of the Profound Dao Sect."

Feng Xiaoyao walked over from a distance with his hands behind his back, a sinister smile on his face.

The Feng Xiaoyao of this moment was like a completely different person. His eyes were filled with a vicious light, like those of a Fierce Beast.

He sneered and added, "Hand over the Spiritual and Profound Artifacts in your hands. Did you really think you could escape my grasp with just a few powerful Profound Artifacts?"

As he spoke, Feng Xiaoyao’s expression straightened, and he gave a slight, fawning bow toward Qian Luo, who stood behind him with his hands clasped behind his back.

Right next to Qian Luo, the air rippled, and a cold, aloof young man with a single saber on his back and an astonishing aura suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The young man with the single saber was one thing, but when Kou Xiaotian, Xia Xiaoting, and the others got a clear look at Qian Luo’s face, their complexions turned ashen!

"Qian Luo of the Holy Light Sect, a Xuanwu Realm Sixth Heaven powerhouse!"

Su Shi and his group had only just joined the Profound Dao Sect and didn’t recognize Qian Luo.

But upon learning that he was a Xuanwu Realm Sixth Heaven powerhouse, their faces turned ghastly white!

Trying to deal with a Xuanwu Realm Sixth Heaven powerhouse with Profound Artifacts they had only just obtained was simply impossible.

More than thirty people had already surrounded them like an iron barrel, and now a Xuanwu Realm powerhouse had appeared...

Their lives were truly hanging by a thread!

Qian Luo swept his gaze over the group from the Profound Dao Sect, then said to Feng Xiaoyao with great dissatisfaction, "These are the Profound Dao Sect rookies you want us to deal with? You want me to personally act against a few characters like this?"

"Are you looking down on me, Qian Luo?"

Feng Xiaoyao bowed and scraped. "Senior, you misunderstand. The reason I asked you to act is because these guys have several powerful Profound Artifacts that ordinary Martial Artists simply can’t handle."

"As long as Senior kills them, I won’t take a single one of the other Profound Artifacts. Aside from the ’Cyan Demon Hand’ in Su Shi’s possession, they are all for you, Senior, and for these brothers!"

Qian Luo looked at the black gauntlet on Su Shi’s hand and felt a pang of frustration.

Others might not know the origin of the Cyan Demon Hand, but how could he, Qian Luo, not know?

That was the powerful Profound Artifact newly obtained by the Holy Light Sect’s Elder Ancestor, He Zongdao!

He had been present that day in the Dark Moon Abyss when He Zongdao was killed.

He never expected it would now be in the hands of some kid in the Spirit Martial Realm... ’In the end, it seems you can only get benefits by sticking close to Shen Lang!’

’If I had stayed by his side, the Cyan Demon Hand might be mine right now!’

Qian Luo glanced at Su Shi and the others with a strange expression, then nodded and said, "Mm, these few Profound Artifacts are quite powerful... Are we killing them all?"

A flash of killing intent appeared in Feng Xiaoyao’s eyes as he said, "Kill every last one. Leave no one alive!"

Zhan Wuji, standing in the crowd, snorted coldly. "Feng Xiaoyao, killing us won’t be as easy as you think. But I’m truly curious. We have no grievances with you, so what benefit is there in killing us? Why are you so determined to have us dead?"

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoyao’s expression changed, his eyes flashing with a vicious light as he became extremely malevolent.

"Why do I want to kill you? You’re asking me why I want to kill you?" Feng Xiaoyao roared.

He waved his arms and screamed hysterically, "Because you’re the closest to Shen Lang! Because he would give you such powerful Profound Artifacts! Because I can’t kill him, so I can only kill you!"

"The biggest mistake you ever made in your lives was getting involved with Shen Lang! Anyone connected to Shen Lang must die! I’ll kill you all one by one, and then, finally, I’ll kill Shen Lang!"

The expression on Feng Xiaoyao’s face was extremely complex...

There was the smugness of having the situation under control, the exhilaration of holding the power of life and death and finally getting revenge... He looked completely insane!

He paid no mind to what the group here thought of him, nor did he care about the contemptuous gazes from the Holy Light Sect members around him.

Pausing for a moment, Feng Xiaoyao seemed to want to see the looks of terror on their faces, but he found...

...that this group was just staring at him coldly, their faces devoid of expression. There was none of the despair and fear he had anticipated.

A fierce glint flashed in Feng Xiaoyao’s eyes, and he shrieked as if no one else was there, "Don’t blame me! Blame Shen Lang!"