Free Web NovelChapter 82: Chapter 76: Clay Chickens and Pottery Dogs
After killing one man, Shen Lang didn’t pause for a moment. He grabbed a chain in each hand and gave a powerful tug, pulling the two black-clad men on the other end closer while they were still off balance.
RATTLE RATTLE!
The two chains rattled loudly. With a flick of his wrists, Shen Lang instantly bound the two men.
As Shen Lang did this, the leader wielding the Purple Gold Stick didn’t pause his assault. His staff whistled through the air with a ferocious gale, his attacks growing fiercer with each strike.
The fierce bombardment of Energy sent sand and stones flying, creating a terrifying scene.
"Get lost!"
Shen Lang shouted lowly. He yanked the chain in his right hand and whipped it fiercely. The thick chain, moving with the speed and force of a dragon’s tail, smashed into a man trying to ambush him.
PUH!
The man let out a muffled grunt and was sent flying. It was the same person who had cast the Earth Binding Technique earlier.
Shen Lang’s left hand wasn’t idle either. With a single flick, he swung the chain binding another black-clad man in front of him, using him as a human shield.
SHINK!
The unlucky human shield was instantly impaled through the chest by the leader’s Purple Gold Stick. Blood sprayed wildly, splattering onto the ground.
"Damn it!"
Killing one of his own subordinates while Shen Lang remained unscathed sent the leader into a frenzy.
...
In just two moves, he had taken down three of them. Shen Lang shattered the formation of the chain-wielding men. Gripping two of the chains, he retreated rapidly, brandishing them like weapons.
Two more chains were still wrapped around his body, but the men holding them were completely unable to restrain him!
The chain in Shen Lang’s left hand whirled in a spiral, generating a gale of Powerful Qi to defend against the Purple Gold Stick.
Meanwhile, the chain in his right hand became a whip. Even as he fended off the Purple Gold Stick, he lashed out at the other black-clad men, sending them flying with miserable screams.
The Profound Iron Chains meant to trap him had instead become his own weapons, wielded with incredible speed and infused with ferocious Thunder Power!
The leader’s frenzied attacks couldn’t even touch the hem of his robes, infuriating the man to the point of losing all self-control.
’The intelligence was wrong. This is going to be trouble. When did Celestial Phoenix City produce such a formidable character...’
’No, even if he has some brute strength and a strange Body Technique, he’s just a sixteen-year-old kid! He can’t possibly match my strength... Since these attacks are ineffective, I’ll just switch to a direct, overwhelming assault! I’ll crush him!’
A vicious gleam flashed in the leader’s eyes. He stomped on one of the chains, using it to launch himself into the air.
In mid-air, the Purple Gold Stick instantly swelled to several times its original size, surrounded by a sharp aura, as he swung it in a wide arc toward Shen Lang.
"Giant Elephant Mountain-opening Stick! Die, kid!"
As the saying goes, "a staff sweeps a wide area"!
As he swung the staff, countless afterimages merged in the air, manifesting as a colossal elephant that charged toward Shen Lang with astonishing power.
The leader’s strike was so wide it encompassed his own men in the attack!
He was willing to sacrifice his own men to kill Shen Lang on the spot.
He even locked onto Shen Lang with his Divine Thought, leaving his opponent no room to retreat, forcing a head-on clash!
’So you’re finally playing your trump card! Using your signature move reveals your identity. If you fail to kill me, I’ll make you wish for death in two days!’
Shen Lang let out a cold snort, his eyes glinting. His entire body flickered with lightning as a tyrannical wave of Thunder Power erupted from him. The chains binding him were instantly shattered into pieces by the immense force.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The thick Profound Iron Chain fragments exploded outwards, slamming into the chests of the few men who had just recovered and were about to charge again.
These few Martial Artists, all at the Qi Martial Realm Fifth Heaven and considered experts in Celestial Phoenix City, screamed in agony as the chain fragments sent them flying.
The fragments of Profound Iron Chain, imbued with Thunder Power from the Thunder Control Divine Technique, possessed extraordinary Attack Power!
This move not only startled the leader but also the members of the Holy Light Sect.
’These are Profound Iron Chains! Even someone at the Qi Martial Realm Eighth Heaven would find it difficult to shatter them into so many pieces. Has this kid’s strength really reached such a level?’
’Even with the help of that Thunder Power, he shouldn’t be this overwhelmingly strong, should he?’
...
While everyone was still stunned, Shen Lang’s arms trembled. A frigid qi shot from his palms to the ends of the two chains he still held, causing them to suddenly go rigid, as if they were iron rods.
"Ghost Moon Cross Sword!"
A shining cross-shape slashed through the air, cleaving a deep rift in the terrifying staff-light that formed the giant elephant!
A huge cross-shaped gash appeared on the thirty-to-forty-foot-tall elephant, running from its head to its tail!
In a flash, Shen Lang shot through the cross-shaped opening, appearing behind the phantom elephant. He then whipped one of the chains like a lightning-fast javelin, instantly piercing the leader’s chest!
It all happened in the blink of an eye, at an incredible speed!
"Pfft... Martial Arts Rules? That’s impossible!"
The leader was heavily wounded in a single blow. He looked as if he’d seen something utterly unbelievable. Before he even hit the ground, he spun the Purple Gold Stick in his hand, launching it at Shen Lang like an arrow. Simultaneously, he retreated explosively, decisively fleeing in the opposite direction!
The Purple Gold Stick was now emitting a terrifying aura. Its unstable Energy was still climbing rapidly, causing the two from the Profound Dao Sect to pale.
"Watch out! He’s self-destructing his Spiritual Artifact!" Zi Lan, the senior sister from the Profound Dao Sect, cried out.
Shen Lang’s eyes narrowed. With a rattle, the length of chain in his right hand shot out, spiraling to bind the incoming Purple Gold Stick.
At the same time, as if to evade the Spiritual Artifact’s explosion, he shot off at an angle, his speed phantom-like.
However, whether by coincidence or design, the direction he dashed was straight toward the members of the Holy Light Sect...
BOOM!
A massive explosion erupted, and a violent storm of Powerful Qi swept across the entire field.
Forced back by the storm, the members of the Holy Light Sect and Profound Dao Sect, who were already a fair distance away, had no choice but to retreat even further.
The self-destruction of a Spiritual Artifact from a master at the Qi Martial Realm Eighth Heaven was no small matter. Not even the owner himself would dare to face the resulting blast head-on.
The self-destruction of a Lifebound Spiritual Artifact causes immense damage to its wielder. No one would resort to such a Pyrrhic tactic—killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of your own—unless they were absolutely desperate.
If the leader hadn’t witnessed Shen Lang’s astonishing move, he never would have resorted to this.
In the blinding flash of light, the few remaining assassins, who had only been severely wounded, were instantly vaporized. Not a single one escaped!
Previously, when Shen Lang had attacked, each move had been a single, decisive kill, giving them no chance to resist.
But Shen Lang, in his rapid escape, was a step too slow. He was caught by the edge of the storm and let out a muffled grunt, his body sent flying like a kite with a snapped string—right toward the members of the Holy Light Sect!
"Delivering yourself right to our doorstep!"
The Holy Light Sect members were overjoyed. Their Spiritual Artifacts flashed as they prepared to cut him down on the spot!
However, Shen Lang, despite being hit by the storm, was not nearly as battered as everyone imagined...
The moment he landed, Shen Lang’s wrist twitched. A long blade spun in his palm, trailing a brilliant gleam of light. Tapping the ground with his toes, he moved like a phantom, dashing in front of the Holy Light Sect members. With a simple swing of his blade, he was already past them.
SLICE...
THUD!
The blade light flashed. At almost the same instant, the four members of the Holy Light Sect let out a strangled cry, dropping their Spiritual Artifacts. They clutched their necks tightly with both hands, staring at Shen Lang with wide, disbelieving eyes. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Yao Chengjie was luckier and escaped the fate of his comrades. A shield of light burst from his Armor, blocking Shen Lang’s Celestial Water Blade. He was merely knocked to the ground by the force of the blow, completely unharmed. He now lay on the ground, trembling, not daring to move a muscle.
Shen Lang raised a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He turned around slowly and said coldly, "Weren’t you all eager to see my weapon? Now you’ve seen it. This blade is my weapon."
With a CLANG, he thrust the long blade in his hand into the rubble before him.
The men from the Holy Light Sect opened their mouths as if to speak, but only strange gurgling sounds came from their throats. They couldn’t utter a single word.
Blood continuously gushed from between their fingers...
Despair and terror flooded their hearts as their vision slowly faded to gray. They struggled to keep their eyes open, to take one last look at the world, but ultimately, they unwillingly sank into darkness.
THUD!
The four of them fell stiffly to the ground, their lives extinguished.
Even at the moment of death, they couldn’t believe it. The man they had called trash, Shen Lang, had slit their throats and harvested their lives as easily as breathing... all in the blink of an eye.
Yao Chengjie, however, was completely unscathed.
Even so, Yao Chengjie was pale as a sheet, his body wracked with tremors. He stared at Shen Lang as if looking at an unstoppable Ancient Wild Beast...
He even forgot to run... or perhaps, he simply didn’t dare!
"Spare me! I beg you, spare me! I swear I’ll never cross you again... No, I swear I’ll serve you for the rest of my life! Please, spare my life!"
Who could have imagined that the dignified Young Sect Leader of a Profound Iron Level Influence like the Holy Light Sect would one day be kneeling on the ground, weeping and begging for his life...
’If I had known he was this powerful, why would I have ever threatened him in the Treasure Pavilion?’
’If I had known he was such a monster, that he killed so cleanly and ruthlessly, how could I have ever dared to provoke him?’
’But there are no "if onlys" in this world. If I had known this would happen, I would never have even come to Celestial Phoenix City...’
