Strongest War Emperor

The matter with the Twin Dragon Sect wasn’t complicated.

Although Xia Yu had rambled on and on, it all boiled down to two sentences.

Someone from the Twin Dragon Sect had killed one of the Crown Prince’s subordinates due to a misunderstanding.

The Crown Prince was furious and, with a single command, threatened to wipe out the entire Twin Dragon Sect.

How could the Twin Dragon Sect, merely a Cyan Wood Level influence, possibly resist?

Just as the members of the Twin Dragon Sect were living in constant fear, the situation took a turn...

But then, the Crown Prince had somehow obtained a portrait of the Twin Dragon Sect’s Second Miss, Xu Lianyou, and was stunned by her divine beauty...

What happened next was even simpler.

The Crown Prince stated his intentions directly.

The very survival of the Twin Dragon Sect rested entirely on Xu Lianyou’s whim.

And Xu Lianyou had now arrived at the Purple Chu Imperial Capital.

"His Highness the Crown Prince is hosting a banquet at the Eastern Palace tomorrow night. Shen Lang, you have to help the Second Miss, or else..." Xia Yu said, his voice cracking.

Everyone fell silent.

"I understand." Shen Lang nodded, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Then, Shen Lang turned and glanced at the almost-forgotten monk. "Master," he said, "and what brings you here?"

Before the monk could speak, a group of women nearby started shrieking.

"That monk is a pervert! He steals women’s undergarments and even spies on them while they bathe!"

"Shameless monk! How outrageous! He must be severely punished!"

"Profound Dao Sect, hand over this Lustful Monk so we can deal with him!"

Shen Lang and the members of the Profound Dao Sect were left utterly speechless.

’No wonder these women are all holding pots, pans, and ladles,’ Shen Lang thought. ’So they’re here to catch the "Lustful Monk"!’

Shen Lang glanced at the monk. He had refined, handsome features and a compassionate expression. No matter how you looked at him, he resembled an Enlightened Monk.

’Truly, you can’t judge a book by its cover!’

"Amitabha," the monk chanted. "They have all misunderstood me. I am O Conan, dharma name Bu Se. I merely took a few of their undergarments, with no lecherous intent, yet they relentlessly cry for my head. It’s truly outrageous!"

The faces of the Profound Dao Sect members darkened.

Before anyone could react, Monk Bu Se turned his gaze to Shen Lang. "Uncle Master, you must vouch for me!"

Everyone was stunned once again.

This was especially true for Su Wenxuan and the others who knew of Shen Lang’s connection to Chaos.

’If he’s calling Shen Lang "Uncle Master,"’ they thought, ’does that mean this monk is from the Ruyi Buddha Sect?’

’Based on his seniority, his cultivation shouldn’t be low. So how did he get beaten so badly?’

’Did we... beat up the wrong person this whole time?’

Su Wenxuan turned to look for Chen Tianci, only to find that the fatty, sensing things had gone south, had already made himself scarce...

Su Wenxuan shot a look at Wang Dashu, hoping he would step in and resolve the awkward situation.

Wang Dashu, however, simply stared at the ground as if in deep meditation, acting like a stone statue and pretending he hadn’t seen a thing. Su Wenxuan was so exasperated he could only roll his eyes.

"Uncle Master? You’re from the Ruyi Buddha Sect?" Veins bulged on Shen Lang’s forehead.

Shen Lang turned his head and, just as he’d expected, saw the glares from the nearby group of women turn extremely hostile.

And every word of their ensuing discussion flew straight into his ears.

"Hey, isn’t that Shen Lang guy supposed to be the epitome of righteousness? Why is he mixed up with that Lustful Monk? They even seem to be close."

"Who knows? Rumors get distorted as they spread. Seeing how friendly he is with that Lustful Monk, he can’t be a good person either!"

"I just heard the monk call him Uncle Master. They’re definitely in it together!"

"If they’re in it together, Shen Lang is definitely going to protect that Lustful Monk, isn’t he? Hmph! To think Shen Lang is that kind of person. After hearing all about him, I was actually hoping I might get to know him!"

The more the Profound Dao Sect members listened, the darker their faces grew.

Though Shen Lang wore a mask, a vicious light gleamed in his eyes, a clear sign that he was in an absolutely foul mood.

But Monk Bu Se seemed completely oblivious to all this.

With a shake of his arms, he easily snapped the ropes binding him. "Uncle Master," he said, "Uncle Master Chaos was afraid I would get into trouble, so he sealed my cultivation. Can you undo the seal for me? Look how badly they beat me... I’ve never been beaten like this in my entire life!"

"Undo the seal? Sure, I’ll give it a shot..." Shen Lang replied readily.

A look of delight flashed in O Conan’s eyes, and just as he was about to speak...

"HI-YAH!"

Shen Lang slammed a fist into his abdomen.

Even though his cultivation was sealed by Chaos, O Conan’s physical body was still incredibly tough. A beating on the level Chen Tianci could dish out wouldn’t cause him any real harm.

But Shen Lang was a different story...

Shen Lang possessed the Chaos Divine Body!

With the current strength of his physical body, Shen Lang could crush a Low Tier Profound Artifact with a single squeeze!

That single punch nearly knocked the bile out of O Conan.

His tongue stuck out, his eyes bulged like a goldfish’s, and he made a series of guttural, "GAK GAK" sounds.

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

While everyone was still stunned, Shen Lang moved like the wind, unleashing a flurry of kicks and punches on O Conan.

Punch after punch whistled through the air, each one landing solidly on flesh!

One moment, the blows landed on O Conan’s face; the next, on his body.

O Conan howled in pain, desperately trying to escape.

But it was as if he were caught in a strange vortex; unable to muster any strength, he was completely pinned by Shen Lang’s power. Utterly disoriented, he had no ability to resist whatsoever.

"Brother Luo!"

Shen Lang let out a strange cry and shoved with both palms. A wave of Qi Force, powerful as a great river, blasted O Conan directly in front of the crowd of women outside.

Shen Lang shrugged apologetically at O Conan. "Nope," he said. "Can’t be undone."

"Close the gate, release the hounds!"

With that, he casually turned and walked back into the courtyard.

The women outside cheered and swarmed forward, and a cacophony of pots, pans, and ladles rained down on the monk.

Amidst the CLANGING and CRASHING, O Conan’s bloodcurdling screams echoed, making the woods livelier than ever.

The moment Shen Lang walked back into the courtyard, Su Wenxuan grabbed him and asked in a hushed tone, "Xiaolang, has your cultivation broken through to the Xuanwu Realm?"

Wang Dashu, standing nearby, froze for a second before quickly dismissing the onlookers.

According to the Profound Dao Sect’s original plan for the trial in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land, the disciples from the Five Great Sects, including the Profound Dao Sect and the Evil Wind Valley, were all supposed to be under Shen Lang’s protection.

The trial in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land has a clear rule: Xuanwu Realm Martial Artists cannot initiate attacks on Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists.

Likewise, King Martial Realm experts cannot attack those in the Xuanwu Realm.

The Yumu Cave Blessed Land is divided into four zones...

The first and largest zone is the outer perimeter, which serves as the trial area for Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists.

The second zone is situated deeper inside. It’s much smaller and is designated for Xuanwu Realm Martial Artists.

The third zone is near the core of the Blessed Land, a place only King Martial Realm experts can enter. The environment there is harsh, with packs of High Tier Demon Beasts and raging Gang Feng, making it impossible for ordinary people to survive.

The fourth and final zone is the very center of the Yumu Cave Blessed Land, the most mysterious and perilous area of all. It contains not only all sorts of unimaginable Restrictions but also a true Guardian Divine Beast. For any expert below the Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm, it is nothing short of a Land of Death.

Not even the Emperor Martial Realm experts from the three great Spirit Copper Level Influences have ever set foot inside.

Now that Shen Lang’s cultivation had broken through to the Xuanwu Realm, their original plan was...

Shen Lang nodded slightly. "Plans change," he said. "I was being hunted by Dingdang, who’s already in the King Martial Realm. I had no choice but to increase my cultivation, or I would have been overwhelmed."

Su Wenxuan and Wang Dashu exchanged a look, their eyes filled with utter shock.

’To survive being hunted by a King Martial Realm expert like Xue Dangdang while still below the Xuanwu Realm, and come out of it unscathed...’ they thought. ’There’s probably no one else in the world who could manage that!’

Shen Lang added, "Sect Leader, Master, don’t worry. I’ve already made preparations for this."

Su Wenxuan and Wang Dashu immediately perked up.

"First of all, any true trial is going to come with risks," Shen Lang continued. "If you force me to be their babysitter, then aside from collecting some Spirit Base Grass and Spirit-Building Flowers, they won’t gain a single bit of experience or benefit for their cultivation."

"The world is undergoing a massive shift. Supreme Yin Qi is surging, the global order is changing, and the demonic and evil paths are stirring restlessly. In times like these, they must learn to face these challenges head-on and become stronger!"

"Flowers raised in a greenhouse cannot withstand a storm like this."

"That may be true..." Su Wenxuan’s brow remained furrowed. "But this time, Demon Martial Artists from the Celestial Defying Demon Realm will be there. Plus, you killed Helian Qiushui and his son from the White Bone Hall. If they decide to target us..."

Wang Dashu remained silent, but the worry in his eyes was just as deep as Su Wenxuan’s.

Although the disciples of the Five Great Sects had seen great improvements in their cultivation thanks to Shen Lang’s help, and their equipment had all been upgraded by several levels, it had all happened in a very short time. With their current strength, they were still no match for a Demon Dao powerhouse like the White Bone Hall, a Spirit Copper Level Influence.

Shen Lang had even killed the Sect Leader of the White Bone Hall. And although Duanmu Xie and Xue Shiyin had intimidated the sect into silence for now, Demonic Cultivators were known for being vicious and holding grudges. If they couldn’t get to Shen Lang, they might secretly target the disciples of the Profound Dao Sect, and those disciples wouldn’t be able to defend themselves...

It would be a tragedy if they sent in so many people, only for a few to come out alive.

Of course, Shen Lang understood their concerns. He waved his hand and said, "Have everyone leave the courtyard and move to the perimeter."

Su Wenxuan and Wang Dashu were both taken aback, not understanding what Shen Lang was planning.

"Everyone, leave the courtyard and fall back to the perimeter!" Although he didn’t understand what Shen Lang was doing, Su Wenxuan still relayed the order.

With a great RUSTLE, the crowd instantly scattered in all directions.

Soon, the vast courtyard was empty except for Su Wenxuan, Wang Dashu, Shen Lang, the pitiful-looking Evil Eye Lord by the edge, and the "Mummy," Tian Hao, who was cooling off under a large tree.

Seeing that everyone else was gone while he got to stay behind thanks to his injuries, Tian Hao started to chuckle happily.

But his laughter didn’t last long...

With a great WHOOSH, a thousand Demon Beasts suddenly appeared in the courtyard, nearly filling the entire space!

Tian Hao stared dumbly at the Demon Beasts surrounding him on all sides. A lump caught in his throat, and he promptly fainted.