Strongest War Emperor

Shen Lang’s voice echoed across the summit of Shao Hufeng.

Standing atop the high platform, his gaze was piercing and his long hair whipped in the wind, making him look like a god or a demon.

From the crowd below, five figures let out furious roars simultaneously, leaping onto the high platform and surrounding Shen Lang!

Three were disciples of Shao Hufeng at the Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Heaven, and one was at the Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven!

In this battle, Shao Hufeng had been pushed to the brink by Shen Lang.

If they didn’t accept the challenge, they would truly be cowards hiding in their shells, destined to become the biggest laughingstock among the Nine-Nine Eighty-One Peaks of the Profound Dao Sect!

But if they fought and won, there seemed to be no honor in it either.

Bullying the weak with numbers and seniority was certainly not something to boast about.

But the same words from Shen Lang that had made the crowd from Songdu Peak’s blood boil also ignited the Battle Intent of the Shao Hufeng disciples!

"We are Martial Artists! Why should we fear a fight!"

"Shen Lang, you’re strong, incredibly strong. But we disciples of Shao Hufeng are not as pathetic or cowardly as you claim! It’s a dishonorable victory for the five of us to fight you alone, but we have no choice but to act!"

"You may be powerful, but that doesn’t mean we disciples of Shao Hufeng are afraid of you!"

"I am proud that the Profound Dao Sect could produce a disciple like you, but for provoking Shao Hufeng, you must pay the price!"

The last of the five slowly walked over from the edge of the platform. "If you defeat the five of us, then as the lead disciple of Shao Hufeng, I will help you resolve the matter with Ying Xin and Zheng Donghong. If you defeat us, I, Hua Tianya, will follow your lead from now on!"

Everyone below watched with burning eyes, their blood boiling with an excitement they could barely contain!

In all its years, nothing like this had ever happened in the Profound Dao Sect.

Never had a disciple dared to challenge five powerful senior brothers of the same generation!

And never had an Outer Disciple emerged with such a domineering presence!

Win or lose, after this battle, no one in the Profound Dao Sect would ever forget his name...

However, even at this stage, it seemed people knew far too little about Shen Lang.

They didn’t understand his temperament, nor did they understand his Cultivation.

Today, Shen Lang was angry. Very angry!

What Qin Tianfeng and the others had done angered him more than if they had directly crippled Zheng Donghong.

Faced with such shameless people, faced with those from Shao Hufeng who took pride in Qin Tianfeng, Shen Lang could not forgive them!

Just as the momentum of Hua Tianya and the other four surged, Shen Lang slowly raised his head and said sinisterly, "One move. Let’s see if you so-called Inner Sect Elite Disciples can take a single move from me!"

Hua Tianya’s outer robe suddenly exploded into countless fragments, revealing the cyan Inner Armor he wore underneath.

He took a step forward and said grimly, "Shen Lang, you are too arrogant!"

"Arrogant? That depends on who I’m facing! You people from Shao Hufeng have no right to call me arrogant!"

Shen Lang roared, stomped his right foot on the ground, and shot into the air like an arrow!

Everyone, both on and off the platform, looked bewildered.

’Aren’t they supposed to be fighting? Why did he just shoot up into the sky?’

The next moment, everyone’s expression changed drastically!

As Shen Lang shot upward, he opened his right palm, and all the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi above Shao Hufeng began to gather in it!

The clouds churned, and wind and thunder suddenly appeared.

Endless streams of air surged, plunging the world into darkness, blotting out the sun and moon!

"This is impossible!"

The experts from the various peaks in the crowd could no longer contain their shock and cried out involuntarily.

This kind of Cultivation Technique was manipulating Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi!

Without a King Martial Realm Cultivation, how could anyone possibly control Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi?

Under their terrified gazes, Shen Lang’s body continued to ascend, flying higher and higher.

And as his body soared, a small, black-and-white orb in his right palm grew more and more condensed.

The destructive aura emanating from the orb grew stronger as he rose higher!

Just as the momentum from his jump was exhausted, Shen Lang flipped upside down and thrust his palm down toward the high platform below!

The air exploded outwards in all directions like a tidal wave!

With that one palm strike...

His power pierced the heavens and threatened to swallow the earth!

"Netherworld Demon Tribulation!"

The cold voice rang out from the sky, making everyone’s heart skip a beat.

The first form of the Nine Revolutions of Life and Death Mysterious Technique, "Netherworld Demon Tribulation," was not being used on an external enemy, but on his fellow disciples of the Profound Dao Sect!

Shen Lang’s pent-up fury needed an outlet!

"Not good, get out of the way!"

Below, Lin Bucai sensed the destructive aura from the small orb and was scared out of his wits.

As he spoke, a pair of aquamarine wings unfurled from his back, and he shot onto the high platform.

At the same time, the figures of experts from the surrounding peaks also soared into the sky!

Dozens of them flew onto the high platform with perfect coordination and acted at once!

These dozens of people were all Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses. The moment they struck, lightning flashed around their bodies as Thunder Power surged.

A net woven from lightning barely managed to cover the entire high platform!

Underneath this net, Hua Tianya and the other four, sensing the aura of death, could no longer care about their dignity. They grabbed Qin Tianfeng from the ground and frantically leaped off the platform.

Simultaneously, a pillar of light composed of lightning shot up from the center of the net in the blink of an eye!

The black-and-white orb smashed down and, under the gazes of countless onlookers, violently collided with the pillar of light!

"BOOM!"

For a brief moment at the point of impact, the two energies fell silent before erupting in a world-shaking explosion.

Unrivaled energy ripples rolled out in all directions with the lightning net at their center!

The dozens of Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses rapidly retreated, and while none were injured, they were all disheveled and covered in dust!

Meanwhile, Shen Lang’s figure shot upward into the sky with unbelievable speed!

Unaware that Shen Lang had used the Ghost King’s power to propel himself upward, the people from Songdu Peak stared with eyes wide in horror!

"Shen Lang!" Wang Dashu roared.

"Senior Brother!" Shu Lan broke through the crowd, ignoring all attempts to stop her. She ran to the base of the platform and stared up at the sky.

No matter how powerful Shen Lang was, if he had been blasted into the air by the collision of those two forces, his chances of survival were slim to none...

The lightning net had withstood the powerful blow, but the hard stone slabs on the high platform had all shattered. Glaring cracks spread to the edges, and chunks of stone began to fall with a series of CRACKS.

Dust filled the sky. In that instant, the sturdy platform was completely reduced to ruins!

Gazing at the high platform that had been blasted into rubble, and at the dozens of Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses from various peaks surrounding it...

The entire area fell into a deathly silence.

A single move from an Outer Disciple had required so many Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses to block.

’Was he a god or a demon?’

When the dust settled and the lightning net dissipated, the people looking up finally saw Shen Lang, standing suspended high in the air.

Shen Lang’s hands hung naturally at his sides, a pair of ink-black wings beating slowly behind him as he looked down upon them all.

"Senior Brother!" Seeing that Shen Lang was unharmed, Shu Lan cried tears of joy.

The group from Songdu Peak let out a collective sigh of relief, only now realizing that they were all drenched in cold sweat...

"When Qin Tianfeng committed his evil deeds, I didn’t see you step forward. When Lin Bucai aided the wicked, I didn’t see you say a word. But when I move to deal with Shao Hufeng, you all join forces to block my attack..."

Shen Lang’s voice was incomparably cold. "Do you really think you can stop me?"

After saying this, Shen Lang opened his right palm, and the Primordial Qi between heaven and earth once again began to gather rapidly toward it!

The previous move, the Netherworld Demon Tribulation, was condensed in the short time it took for him to leap into the air. Now, floating in the sky, Shen Lang activated the Cultivation Technique and began to absorb all the Primordial Qi from the surrounding world. This palm strike would be far beyond what the first one could compare to!

Over eight months ago, a hastily used Netherworld Demon Tribulation from Shen Lang had nearly killed Yuwen Huaji, an expert at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven.

Now, over eight months later, Shen Lang’s Cultivation had progressed by leaps and bounds!

This palm strike... who could possibly withstand it?

All the Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses revealed bitter smiles...

’Is this guy really going to do it again?’

Just then, Zi Lan flew up from below, coming to a stop above the collapsed platform.

"Shen Lang, the people of Shao Hufeng were in the wrong, and they have already been punished. You should quell your anger."

"These seniors never intended to make things difficult for you; they only wished to prevent you from taking a life."

Zi Lan glanced at the Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses floating in the air and said leisurely, "Shao Hufeng invited experts from all Nine-Nine Eighty-One Peaks to this banquet, but very few of the Masters of One Peak actually came."

"And few of the Elders from the various peaks are here either."

"That is because they all disapprove of this matter."

"From Purple Stream Peak, my Master and all the Elders chose not to come. Not a single senior is present. I am only here representing my Master..."

"It’s just that there are too many things involved—social complexities, personal relationships, and so on. It wasn’t appropriate for them to intervene directly, so they could only express their disapproval by not attending the banquet."

"So, you see, the people of the Profound Dao Sect are not as pathetic as you believe."

"If the Profound Dao Sect has disappointed you, I apologize... We all want to live in a perfect Sect, but that will require effort from both you and me."

Zi Lan parted her red lips, her voice gentle and charming, magnetic, like music from the heavens.

Every word, every sentence, was deeply imprinted upon the hearts of the crowd.

Hearing Zi Lan’s words, Lin Bucai finally noticed that, just as she had said, very few of the people who came were of any real importance... A wave of misery washed over his heart.

’I thought my Cultivation was extraordinary, that I had managed Shao Hufeng with great success.’

’But in the end, I find we were already despised by everyone.’

’How can the conceited Shao Hufeng face the other peaks now?’

From the crowd, a dignified and beautiful woman slowly walked out. She looked up at Shen Lang in the sky and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother, for everything you’ve done for Donghong and me. I, Ying Xin, have no way to repay you and can only hold this gratitude in my heart... If possible, please stop. I don’t want to see you create resentment between yourself, our fellow disciples, and the seniors for our sake. Nor do I wish to see disciples of the same sect harm one another."

"If anyone dies because of me, I will never be able to forgive myself for the rest of my life..."