Strongest War Emperor

"Senior Brother Wang, I need an explanation from you!"

A middle-aged man with an imposing air stepped out from the crowd, his gaze dark as he looked at Wang Dashu.

The people from the various peaks immediately turned their gazes to Wang Dashu.

But Wang Dashu simply walked slowly to the foot of the high platform, pulled up a chair, and sat down. Only then did he leisurely say, "I know my disciple’s character very well. He is not someone who acts recklessly."

"Coincidentally, the original fiancé of the bride at today’s engagement ceremony is named Zheng Donghong. He is also my disciple and, moreover, a good friend of Shen Lang’s."

"So, if an explanation is required, it should be Junior Brother Lin who gives us one."

BOOM!

The entire crowd erupted.

In everyone’s eyes, the perpetually honest and timid Wang Dashu had just done something astonishing. The members of the other peaks found it hard to believe.

For someone from the Outer Sect to challenge an Inner Sect Disciple on such an auspicious day—this was no longer a challenge, but a provocation!

Something like this was virtually impossible.

But now it had happened, plain as day. And the ones responsible were from Songdu Peak, led by the ever-honest and weak Wang Dashu!

Given Wang Dashu’s past behavior, his presence would have felt weaker even when facing other Outer Sect Peak Masters, let alone the Inner Sect’s Shao Hufeng Peak Master, Lin Bucai.

How could he fall out with Lin Bucai so directly over a disciple he had just accepted?

"Good, good, good... Senior Brother Wang, your Songdu Peak is truly something else!" Lin Bucai was so furious his face turned beet red.

Just then, two figures suddenly emerged, drawing everyone’s attention.

One was a woman in flowing white robes. Her eyes were like clear crystals, free of any impurity. She was like a snow lotus on a glacier—elegant and ethereal, transcending the mortal world.

It was none other than Zi Lan, a disciple of Purple Stream Peak.

The young man beside her was the Sect Leader’s disciple, Mo Ge! His silver hair was particularly eye-catching, and his face was so beautiful it was almost demonic.

The two of them walked out just like that, without a word, and stood beside Wang Dashu.

The uproar immediately subsided. A moment later, the crowd below began whispering amongst themselves.

"Zi Lan, the most favored disciple of Junior Sister Leng Hui from Purple Stream Peak, and Mo Ge, the Sect Leader’s favorite disciple... Why are they getting involved too?"

"What in the world is going on? I heard this Shen Lang just joined the Profound Dao Sect. And isn’t his Cultivation supposed to be terrible, his aptitude completely substandard?"

"The people from Songdu Peak are so arrogant. A bunch of trash swarming up here, thinking they can take on an Inner Sect Elite Disciple? They’re dreaming!"

Shen Lang gave a slight nod to Zi Lan and Mo Ge, then turned his gaze down upon the crowd.

In the middle of the crowd, a handsome young man in festive red robes was glaring at him fiercely.

"You used your family’s influence to coerce a junior sister and your master as a backer to oppress other disciples. You feel no shame in this, but pride. Did you throw this grand banquet just to show the whole world how pleased you are with yourself?"

"The young are despicable, the old are shameless. Shao Hufeng is a den of wolves and rats. Today, I will sweep through Shao Hufeng and claim justice for my senior brother!"

His powerful, resounding voice echoed across the peak’s plaza, and an astonishing momentum swept through the entire area!

"You want to die? I’ll grant you your wish!"

Qin Tianfeng roared and leaped onto the high platform.

He ripped off his festive red robes, revealing the short-fitting clothes underneath, and bellowed, "You’re testing the limits of my patience! I don’t care who you are, today you will die for sure!"

His roar was like a clap of thunder, so powerful it caused the surrounding air to churn violently.

Qin Tianfeng’s immense momentum soared into the heavens!

"Senior Brother Qin, cripple him! Show no mercy! That piece of trash just joined the Profound Dao Sect, and he got in through the back door!"

"Crush these bastards from Songdu Peak and display the might of our Shao Hufeng!"

"Anyone who dares provoke our Shao Hufeng must face our wrath!"

The disciples of Shao Hufeng roared continuously, the atmosphere thick with tension.

If not for the elders present, they probably would have already charged into the Songdu Peak crowd and started a brawl.

"’Die for sure?’" Shen Lang sneered.

"No wonder you’re arrogant enough to celebrate such a filthy affair with the strength of an entire peak. Not only are you shameless, you’re arrogant and conceited to the extreme!"

"So, anyone who provokes you has to die, is that it?"

Shen Lang’s momentum was as steady as wood and stone, not as forceful as Qin Tianfeng’s, but his calm and composed demeanor made many of the experts below narrow their eyes.

Qin Tianfeng was driven mad by Shen Lang’s actions and words. At this point, how could he be willing to continue a war of words with him?

He clenched his fists, and a continuous sound like popping soybeans echoed from his entire body.

The aura around him surged violently once again!

"Yellow Level Massacre!"

Qin Tianfeng took a step to the side with his right foot and stomped it fiercely on the ground.

Dust rose and stone fragments flew.

In an instant, Qin Tianfeng’s momentum climbed another notch!

At the same time, his hands began to change color, turning red-hot like Profound Iron roasted in Earth Fire!

Even from a great distance below, the crowd could feel a terrifying heat!

"Yes! Senior Brother Qin has cultivated the Seventh Level Massacre to the Yellow Level, and even reached the Sixth Floor! Once the Yellow Level Massacre is unleashed, that piece of trash from Songdu Peak won’t be able to take a single punch!"

"Using the Yellow Level Massacre’s strongest killing move right from the start against this kind of trash... it seems Senior Brother Qin is truly enraged. How is someone like him even worthy of the Yellow Level Massacre?"

In the crowd, Lin Bucai glanced at Wang Dashu’s back, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

’You want to play? I’ll play along. I’ll play you Songdu Peak fools to death!’

’If the Inner Sect could be so easily provoked by you lot, how could the Profound Dao Sect’s Nine Peaks Inner Sect have stood for so long?’

’Tianfeng’s Cultivation isn’t the strongest in Shao Hufeng, but he is the first among this generation of disciples to cultivate the ’Yellow Level Massacre’ to the Sixth Floor! The Seventh Level Massacre is divided into five Levels: Red, Yellow, Blue, White, and Black. Each Level is further divided into nine floors. At the Sixth Floor of the Yellow Level Massacre, he can even obliterate a Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven Martial Artist with one punch. Let’s see how you take this blow!’

’One punch. Just one punch is all it will take to let you Outer Sect trash know the consequences of provoking the Inner Sect! With just this one punch, that good-for-nothing on the platform will have his tendons snapped and bones broken, his Cultivation completely destroyed! After that, I’ll come find you, Wang Dashu, for a little ’spar’! I’ll completely cripple you, the Master of One Peak of Songdu!’

Just as Lin Bucai was staring venomously at Wang Dashu’s back, on the high platform, Qin Tianfeng was already charging toward Shen Lang like a whirlwind.

His fist, like red-hot Profound Iron, was clenched tight, containing a tyrannical power so immense it seemed capable of shattering mountains and splitting seas!

A Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Heaven expert, in a fit of rage, unleashing his ultimate move with all his might—the attack stirred the air and sent sand and stones flying!

Seeing this terrifying scene, many of the female disciples below imagined Shen Lang’s bones shattering as he coughed up blood and died. They screamed and shut their eyes, unable to watch.

Shen Lang stood quietly on the high platform, watching as Qin Tianfeng’s fist barreled toward his chest.

He remained motionless, but his clothes whipped about violently in the fierce gale!

Just as Qin Tianfeng’s fist was about to strike his chest...

Just as a savage grin spread across Qin Tianfeng’s face, Shen Lang’s right hand shot out like lightning and clamped down on Qin Tianfeng’s right wrist!

In the instant Qin Tianfeng was stunned, Shen Lang shifted his body to the left. Grasping Qin Tianfeng’s wrist, he pulled with the momentum, causing the arm to fly past his own chest!

At the same time, Shen Lang twisted his right hand forcefully!

Qin Tianfeng let out a bloodcurdling shriek like a pig being slaughtered. His arm was twisted around, and his body bent over toward the side of the stage.

It was at this moment that Shen Lang violently thrust his right knee forward!

His knee slammed right into the jaw of the bent-over Qin Tianfeng!

CRACK!

With a dull thud, Qin Tianfeng’s large frame was launched into the air amidst a shocking spray of blood.

Before the disbelieving eyes of the crowd, Shen Lang bent his knees and shot upward with explosive force!

Despite starting later, he overtook Qin Tianfeng in mid-air.

In the air, Shen Lang suddenly spun around, raised his right leg high, and then chopped it down like a blade, striking Qin Tianfeng squarely in the chest!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The horrifying sound of breaking bones came from Qin Tianfeng’s body. The next moment, his body smashed violently onto the ground, blasting a deep crater into it!

Shen Lang landed, lightly patting the dust from his clothes, and said coldly, "An Inner Sect Elite Disciple, so easily defeated. Shao Hufeng is nothing special after all."

Despite his arrogant and conceited words, not a single disciple from Shao Hufeng dared to retort.

Whether in Shao Hufeng or any of the other peaks of the Inner Sect, no one had ever been able to cripple Qin Tianfeng in a single move!

Forget crippling him in one move, even those who could defeat Qin Tianfeng were few and far between!

But what was before their eyes was definitely not an illusion...

The people from the other peaks all wore strange expressions as they witnessed this.

No one spoke. It was all too shocking.

So shocking that, aside from the people from Songdu Peak and those who had seen Shen Lang in the Wooden Man Alley, no one could believe it was real.

However, the people of Shao Hufeng remained silent, but Shen Lang wasn’t about to let them off.

Shen Lang slowly swept his finger through the air, pointing at the group from Shao Hufeng. "I said today I would sweep this peak. Qin Tianfeng was the first, but he is by no means the last."

"Come at me together."

The simple, calm sentence struck them like a thunderclap, making their hearts tremble and sending them into a panic.

So arrogant!

Too arrogant!

To tell all the disciples of Shao Hufeng to come at him at once!

The people of Shao Hufeng finally recovered from their shock. They glared at Shen Lang with uncontrollable rage, their eyes screaming that they wanted to tear him limb from limb.

Facing their glares, Shen Lang’s expression remained unchanged as he said, "What? There’s more than one of you at the Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Heaven, and countless more at the Spirit Martial Realm Fourth Heaven. Don’t tell me you’re afraid of a mere Outer Disciple like me?"

No one uttered a word. The people of Shao Hufeng were all gritting their teeth.

Shen Lang continued, "Shao Hufeng’s so-called ’Chosen One,’ Qin Tianfeng, used despicable means to steal another man’s woman. And all of you, shamelessly dressed in your finest, held this engagement ceremony, invited people from every peak to a banquet, and celebrated with great fanfare! But when you’re truly faced with a problem, you just clam up like cowards in your shells... Your Shao Hufeng is a fucking disgrace to the Profound Dao Sect!"

"If you have any dignity left as Inner Sect Elite Disciples, then come up here and fight me!"