"Dragon King, so you ca here to settle a score?"
"What else? Did you think I was bored and on vacation?"
"...Then you should have told earlier! Can you please let go first? Then you can kill whoever you want."
"Are you sure you want to leave alone? Go on, then."
"I..." An Jinan started to cry. She had realized that if she went out alone, she surely wasn't going to make it out alive. She could only survive by staying behind Long Tianji and receiving his protection.
Just like that, the two of them advanced. Anyone who dared to charge at them was ruthlessly cut down in an instant by Lin Tang. The rest were no fools; seeing that they stood no chance, they all scattered and fled.
After a mont, the elite masters sent by Jian Hetian sward in again, aiming both cold weapons and firearms at Lin Tang. When they saw the nurous bodies on the ground, they were both enraged and baffled—just one man and one woman had killed so many of their people?
"Judging by your faces, you're from Central Earth too, aren't you? Since we're compatriots, why resort to such lethal asures?"
"Who exactly are you?"
Lin Tang glanced at them and remarked, "This batch is a bit more formidable than the last, but you're still just an unimpressive mob, unworthy of speaking to ."
"Hmph!"
"Arrogant!"
"Do you really think you're invincible?"
The group's murderous aura was chilling, their collective presence imposing. In Hawaii, they had always run roughshod over everyone. All other gangs and factions were terrified of them. The Mafia, the Camorra—they all gave them a wide berth. Their confidence and pride stemd from their strength.
"Kill!"
Instantly, gunshots erupted. Each bullet was fired with extre precision, showcasing the skill of expert marksn. They clearly had extensive experience using firearms against martial arts masters, ensuring their trajectories could lock down all of a target's possible movents. Even if their opponent was as swift as a fleeting shadow, moving faster than the human eye could follow, they could still riddle them with bullets.
However, they had overlooked one thing: what if their opponent simply wasn't afraid of the terrifying penetrating power of their bullets? After all, in their experience, no one had ever been able to withstand bullets head-on, unless, of course, they were one of the monstrous beings from Skull Holy Mountain.
After the smoke cleared and the dust settled, An Jinan, who had been cowering with her head in her hands, breathed a sigh of relief when she realized she was still alive. Lin Tang stood in front of her. Flattened bullet slugs clattered softly to the ground from his body.
"Are you done shooting? Then it's my turn."
"What?"
"How is that possible?"
"Is he even human?!"
"Not good!"
"Stop!" Jian Hetian shouted, rushing over.
But he was a step too late.
Lin Tang grabbed An Jinan with one hand and shot forward. With his other hand, he punched a hole straight through the human wall.
Below the Golden Core, all life is equal. Regardless of whether these n were Innate cultivators or masters, none could withstand a single blow from him.
Seeing this, Jian Hetian's eyes nearly burst with rage, his heart weeping blood. These were the core forces of his Sandalwood Association! It was difficult enough to train even one of them, and now so many were dead!
"You're Long Tianji? We have no quarrel with you, so why are you doing this? Are you even from Central Earth? You beast!" he roared hoarsely.
The upper echelon who had arrived with him were about to erupt in anger, but upon hearing the na "Long Tianji," they froze as if doused with ice water in the dead of winter, their faces paling.
"It's actually that Dragon King?"
"No wonder he's so strong…"
"Damn it, who provoked this god of slaughter and dragged us into this ss!"
"Don't panic! Rember, the Holy Envoy is with us today. What's a re Dragon King to him?"
"That's right! Let's ask the Holy Envoy to deal with this for us!"
Jian Hansheng had also co over, equally terrified. He now realized that the one who had saved Shen Youling was, with near certainty, this man.
Damn it! Shen Youling isn't even related to him, so why is he doing this? Heaven have rcy, if I had known he was the one backing the Tianxiang Cardamom, I never would have gotten involved in this ss! Luckily, the Holy Envoy took on as his son-in-law, otherwise I'd be dead for sure!
Jian Hansheng scoffed inwardly. The only one who's going to die today is him, Long Tianji! So what if he's a Dragon King? In front of my father-in-law, he's nothing but trash!
He quickly turned and called out, "Father-in-law, I beg you, please help your son-in-law kill him!"
"Hehehe—" The old man, supported by his beautiful daughter, seed to glide across the ground as if on ice, moving with deceptive speed. The beautiful woman extended her graceful, swan-like neck, her eyes imdiately sizing up Lin Tang.
What a fine male physique. He must taste magnificent! Hmm, why does he feel so young? It doesn't match his middle-aged appearance. She swallowed hard and sniffed the air deeply, a look of both intoxicated bliss and confusion on her face.
Lin Tang looked back at them. He noticed their bodies were relatively frail, but the fluctuations of their spiritual power were exceptionally strong, radiating an indescribable, eerie wickedness.
"What manner of creatures are you?" Lin Tang asked, his curiosity piqued.
"Insolence!" Jian Hansheng shouted, putting on airs with borrowed authority. "This is my father-in-law, a Holy Envoy from Skull Holy Mountain! Don't think that martial arts are all that matter in this world. There are higher, mysterious powers that can crush you like an ant! Judging by your sheltered ignorance, I bet you don't even know about Skull Holy Mountain, do you?"
"You…" Lin Tang frowned, his gaze shifting to Jian Hansheng. "You're far too noisy."
His Divine Sense coalesced into an intangible cone and shot fiercely toward the space between Jian Hansheng's brows. He had other thods, of course, but he purposefully used his Divine Sense to gauge the true strength of the old man's and the woman's spiritual power.
The attack was as fast as a flash of lightning. Yet, the old man reacted calmly, his eyes narrowing. In an instant, a transparent spiritual shield materialized to protect Jian Hansheng. The Divine Sense and spiritual power clashed violently.
CRACK! CRACK! Nurous fissures began to spread across the floor and walls within a hundred-ter radius. On the transparent shield, countless twisted runes flickered into existence, forming complex formulas that structured themselves into various models. The shield held firm, solid as a fortress wall, and withstood Lin Tang's Divine Sense.
Both sides were surprised. The old man was stunned that Lin Tang's spiritual power could be so imnse, yet also so pure and refined, unlike his own, which was murky and full of impurities. Lin Tang, on the other hand, was curious about the strange formulas and models. How could they turn sothing so fragile into sothing so formidable? To him, the old man's spiritual power was like a sandcastle, which should have crumbled with a single kick. But under the effect of those formulas, its defense had been greatly enhanced, transforming it from a sandcastle into solid concrete.
"Your use of spiritual power is far too simple and crude, like swinging an iron bar. My control, however, is like forging that iron bar into a tank or an airplane. The gap between us is imnse," the old man said, shaking his head condescendingly. He then added magnanimously, "How about it? Want to learn? I can teach you, on the condition that you voluntarily sign a contract to beco my Ghost Head Knight."
"What's a Ghost Head Knight?" Lin Tang asked, feigning innocent curiosity.
The beautiful woman giggled. "Of course, it ans you'll be a sla—"
Before she could finish, Lin Tang cut her off. "Never mind. Learning all that sounds like too much trouble. I'd rather just kill you."
Since his Divine Sense attack had been ineffective, he would simply try another thod.
With a flick of his finger, a flying sword, thinner than a strand of hair yet unstoppable in its sharpness, shot out and pierced through the beautiful woman's brow. He struck to kill, destroying her beauty without batting an eye, showing no rcy despite her looks.
The beautiful woman froze, her gaze vacant as a bead of blood trickled down her forehead. She reached up and wiped it away. She wasn't dead.
Instead, she let out a furious scream. "I worked so hard to create this beautiful body, and you dared to ruin it? You're finished! I'll make you regret ever being born!"
Like a punctured doll, her body suddenly shriveled. In its place, a stream of blood-red light gathered in her palm and shot toward Lin Tang. "Life Essence·Blood and Flesh Stripping!"
The Vestnt robe on Lin Tang flickered with fiery light, forming a protective barrier, but it failed to stop the blood-red beam. The light penetrated his body instantly.
The next mont, Lin Tang felt his body go slack as chunks of his flesh began to fall away, exposing the chillingly white bone beneath.
As the beautiful woman had withered and turned ugly, Jian Hansheng's eyes had nearly popped out of his head in disgust and terror. So my future wife isn't actually beautiful? It's so kind of bizarre illusion? Like one of those legendary skin-changing demons? But then, seeing Lin Tang suffer such a grievous wound, he couldn't help but clap his hands and cheer.
Haha! I thought that as a Dragon King, even if he couldn't beat the Holy Envoy, he'd at least last a few rounds. I never expected he'd be no match even for the daughter! After an injury like that, how can he possibly survive?
Such incredible power… will I be able to learn it soday? Jian Hansheng fantasized.
But to his utter disbelief, Lin Tang simply activated his Spring Breeze and Rain technique, and new flesh grew back in an instant. He was completely unhard.
At the sa ti, his flying sword reversed its course and, with effortless ease, sliced off the shriveled woman's head.
Seeing this, the old man's expression finally turned grave. He snatched the decapitated woman and pressed her against his back.
GLUG! With a sound like a Komodo dragon swallowing its prey whole, the woman's body and head were absorbed directly into the old man's. Imdiately, his emaciated fra began to swell as if being inflated. Muscles bulged beneath his dry skin like scurrying rats, stretching it taut.
The scene stunned everyone. Jian Hansheng's throat hitched, and, unable to hold it back any longer, he bent over and vomited violently.
He finally understood. There was no beautiful woman. This "woman" was just a separate body that the old man had sculpted from his own flesh and blood.
That damned old deviant!
"Interesting, very interesting," Lin Tang remarked, his eyes wide with a sense of novelty. Just as he was about to ask what this new secret technique was, a bizarre, rged male-and-female voice ca from the old man's mouth:
"Life Essence·Blood Qi Robbery!"
He spread his arms, and several bloody holes opened up on his body. From these holes, vast quantities of red, gaseous blood qi erupted, enveloping all the corpses on the ground. The bodies shriveled up as if vacuum-sealed, reduced to skin-and-bone husks in an instant. All of their flesh and blood was absorbed into the red mist, which then flowed back into the old man.
He transford into a three-ter-tall giant, his face returning to that of a middle-aged man. The ground beneath his feet cracked and buckled under his weight. His aura surged toward the heavens. Powerful. Extrely powerful!
With a low roar, he threw a punch at Lin Tang from a distance.
BOOM!!
A column of blood qi several ters in diater shot forward. The mont it struck Lin Tang, it exploded into a towering mushroom cloud. But there was no fire or light in the cloud—only the wails of ghouls and the howls of monsters.
An Jinan, who had held great confidence in Lin Tang, watched in horror as he was blasted into nothingness.
"No!!" Her complexion turned ashen, and she collapsed to the ground, not out of grief for Lin Tang, but in utter despair for her own fate.
Long Tianji is dead! What a horrible end I'm going to et… It's over. It's all over…
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