Free Web NovelChapter 408: Chapter 395: Drawing Out the Elder Ancestor
Whether it was his Leg Technique or his Fist Technique, none of Shen Lang’s previous attacks came close to the ferocious power of that last punch and kick.
But the power Shen Lang had just unleashed to break through his opponent’s defenses made one thing clear to everyone watching...
Even at this stage, Shen Lang still wasn’t using his full strength!
In other words, he was still holding a major trump card!
Lin Bucai floated in the air and gave a bitter laugh. "I have lost... I apologize to you, to Ying Xin, and to Zheng Donghong for what I’ve done."
"But who isn’t selfish? My most beloved disciple fell for his junior martial sister, and as his master, this was all I could do to help him. I may have hurt others, but that’s how this world works. Only the strong have the right to speak. Only the words of the strong carry any weight."
Shen Lang raised his head and said coldly, "It’s not wrong to respect the strong, but I have never believed in the law of the jungle, where the weak are prey for the strong! The powerful might deserve respect, but that doesn’t mean the weak deserve to be scorned!"
"Someone who tramples on the dignity of others, even if their Cultivation reaches the Venerable Realm, is nothing but a pathetic worm. They can never earn true recognition! They have to crush the dignity of others and slaughter beings weaker than themselves just to protect their own laughable pride!"
"Stop making excuses for your actions. This fight isn’t over yet!"
Shen Lang’s tone was calm, but the awe-inspiring dominance within it was unmistakable.
"I came to Shao Hufeng today not to prove I’m stronger so you have to listen to me, but to tell you..."
"Whether strong or weak, everyone is entitled to respect!"
"If a person becomes strong only to oppress the weak and seize what belongs to others, how is that any different from the Demon Dao?"
"My desire to become stronger is far greater than any of yours, and it’s not for so-called glory and riches!"
"I’m no Saint, and I don’t have grand, heroic ambitions. I want to become strong simply to protect the people around me from harm, and that’s it. Watching you bully my friend just pisses me the hell off!"
"You talk to me about selfishness? Then by your logic, shouldn’t I just level Shao Hufeng for the sake of my friend?"
"Because I’m stronger than you, does that mean I can just cripple every single disciple on Shao Hufeng, whether they’re involved or not?"
"Do you really think being strong gives you the right to do whatever you want? There are countless experts in this world; there’s always someone stronger. If someone more powerful than you came along and killed you all at will, would you feel no hatred? Would you think it’s perfectly justified? Absurd!"
The entire area fell silent. Lin Bucai, too, said nothing.
The disciples of Shao Hufeng, who had been filled with resentment for Shen Lang, all lowered their heads one by one.
This was a principle that many people knew, but few truly understood.
The people of Shao Hufeng believed that their strength gave them the right to suppress Zheng Donghong and his family, to force Ying Xin to be with Qin Tianfeng.
By that same logic, wasn’t it also perfectly justified for Shen Lang to storm their mountain with his superior strength and destroy Shao Hufeng?
If Shen Lang really did kill a group of them, what would the survivors think?
Would they seek revenge, or would they just accept that Shen Lang was stronger and the dead had it coming?
People usually only consider things from their own perspective. The moment they find themselves in the cage, their thinking changes completely.
There is no clear line between the strong and the weak.
Yesterday, the people of Shao Hufeng stood before Zheng Donghong, seeing themselves as the strong while he could only hide and weep.
Today, standing before Shen Lang, they all saw themselves as the weak.
Such is the nature of life’s fortunes—strength and weakness are hard to define, and reality is hard to discern from illusion.
A little over an hour ago, Shao Hufeng was a scene of joyous celebration.
Now, they had lost all face and were being utterly crushed by Shen Lang...
Who was the one who should be crying in despair? Zheng Donghong, or this crowd from Shao Hufeng?
After a long moment, Lin Bucai finally spoke. "After this battle, I will seriously reflect on your words... As a member of the Profound Dao Sect, I am gratified that a peerless genius like you has appeared within our ranks. But as the one you’ve defeated, even though I am thoroughly convinced, I still feel terrible."
"The time limit for my Blue Level Massacre is almost up. Before it runs out, I will use the Profound Dao Sect’s strongest technique, the Thunder Control Divine Technique, combined with a Water Element Technique, to settle this with one final move! You... be careful!"
As Lin Bucai spoke, his figure slowly descended, landing once more upon the surface of the water.
At that moment, his body began to flash with electricity as Thunder Power coursed around him!
Around him, the water surged and waves crashed, slowly forming four enormous Water Dragons that circled him endlessly.
"Thunder Control Divine Technique, Sixth Technique: Thunder Dragon’s Descent!"
With a sharp cry from Lin Bucai, the Thunder Power in his body surged upward, forming a massive Thunder Dragon that roared at the heavens!
The four surrounding Water Dragons immediately spiraled up as well, instantly merging with the Thunder Dragon!
"ROAR!"
The combination of the Water and Thunder Element Techniques gave birth to a powerful Thunder Dragon that left everyone in the crowd stunned! ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
As everyone watched with terrified eyes, the Thunder Dragon let out another roar and charged toward Shen Lang at an indescribable speed.
"Water Dragon’s Roar—Hundred Dragon Dominator!"
Shen Lang spread his hands out to his sides, then suddenly swept them upward!
The surface of the massive lake abruptly dropped, and then, countless Water Dragons roared as they burst forth from the water!
A deafening roar filled the air as all the Water Dragons lunged at the Thunder Dragon!
The scene was more than ten times more spectacular than the four Water Dragons Lin Bucai had summoned!
While the crowd was still gaping in astonishment, the countless Water Dragons entangled themselves with the massive Thunder Dragon in the blink of an eye.
Although they were less than half the size, and a single Water Dragon’s power was no match for the Thunder Dragon’s, their numbers were simply overwhelming...
The Water Dragons swarmed from below, some biting down on the Thunder Dragon’s body, others coiling tightly around it. They actually managed to restrain the astonishingly powerful Thunder Dragon, which roared in fury but could not break free!
"Ah... Ah..." The crowd subconsciously opened their mouths, making incoherent sounds of awe.
The next moment, Shen Lang shot into the air, a multicolored vortex spinning rapidly in the palm of his right hand.
"Fifth Technique: Heaven-Shattering Palm, Gods and Ghosts Fear! Five Dragons Gathering in the Clouds!"
With a sharp cry, Shen Lang thrust his palm toward the Thunder Dragon’s massive head!
Before the palm even collided with the dragon’s head, a deafening thunderclap exploded through the air.
A ripple of Energy that caused space itself to visibly warp seemed about to erupt at any moment.
All the Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses around the Great Lake braced themselves as if facing a formidable enemy!
Suddenly...
An old man with a long, flowing beard appeared out of thin air between Shen Lang and the Thunder Dragon.
"Kid, show some mercy."
The old man extended his hands. One hand reached through the air and seized the Thunder Dragon by the neck.
His other hand covered the vortex in Shen Lang’s palm!
BANG!
With a loud bang, the old man with the flowing beard but shifty-looking face let out a strange cry and was thrown backward, tumbling over and over in the air.
But despite his undignified appearance, the old man wasn’t hurt in the slightest.
Moreover, he had instantly and completely neutralized both of their powerful attacks.
He had managed to stop the two tyrannical energies from colliding.
Shen Lang was slightly taken aback. In a flash, the old man was standing before him again.
"Holy crap, I can’t believe I still underestimated the power of your move!"
As the old man spoke, he made a pinching motion with his right hand, instantly crushing the Water Dragons and the Thunder Dragon.
Lin Bucai, who had been inside the Thunder Dragon, immediately fell from the sky, his face pale.
The old man flicked his wide sleeve, and a gentle force sent Lin Bucai flying out of the Great Lake area.
"Greetings, Elder Ancestor!"
The surrounding Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses shouted in unison, dropping to one knee in reverence.
The disciples in the square who still hadn’t grasped what was happening immediately followed suit, also dropping to one knee.
This old man was none other than Dongfang Jian, the Fourth Ancestor of the Profound Dao Sect, the very same person Xue Shiyin had called a "jerk" a few days prior.
’Oh gods, this battle actually drew out an Elder Ancestor!’
’That Shen Lang... he’s really...’
The crowd was hit by one shock after another, their hearts pounding uncontrollably.
"Get up, get up, all of you! I hate all this ceremony!"
Dongfang Jian said boisterously, then began circling Shen Lang in the air.
"You’re a strange little fellow. You clearly haven’t opened an Elements Mansion in your body, yet you can wield the power of five different Attributes at once. And you even managed to fuse them together to form such a powerful move!"
"Your so-called Five Dragons Converging is actually the Power of Wood, Earth, Ice, Fire, and Water, all fused into a vortex in your palm. And within each of those powers are endless variations, making the force infinite. It’s so powerful, so bizarre... Kid, let’s make a deal. How about you teach me that move?"
The crowd nearly fell to the ground in shock.
For a dignified Elder Ancestor to ask a junior disciple to teach him a technique... only he would have the nerve to say something like that.
But even though the old man’s words were flippant, Shen Lang knew his analysis was perfectly accurate.
The Five Emperors Dragon Fist was created by fusing the strongest Cultivation Techniques of five Great Emperors.
The Eternal Cyan Heaven Emperor of the Eastern Desolate Demon Clan; the Four Extremes Soul Burial Emperor of the Southern Wilderness Soul Hall; the Northern Wilderness Iceberg Profound Ice Sea Suppressing Emperor; the Heaven-Burning Fierce Flame Emperor of the Western Wilderness Human Race; and the Nine Heavens War Emperor, the Venerable of Central State.
Although these five Great Emperors all mastered the powerful forces of multiple Attributes, their strongest were, respectively, the Power of Wood, the Power of Earth, Ice Power, the Power of Fire, and the Power of Water.
Ordinary Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses could only sense the immense power contained within Shen Lang’s palm strike; it was impossible for them to discern the changes in the forces or the various mysteries within. freewebnøvel.coɱ
Shen Lang looked at Dongfang Jian and shook his head. "This Cultivation Technique is not yet complete. I am still developing it, so I cannot teach it to anyone for the time being."
"What? Developing it? Does that mean he created it himself?" The surrounding crowd was once again dumbfounded.
Creating one’s own Cultivation Technique was far easier said than done.
If someone could truly create their own technique and blaze a new trail, they were basically at the level where they could establish their own sect!
