"Your Highness, please remain calm. State Preceptor Long will return shortly."
"Oh, okay!"
At that mont, all the mbers of the Heavenly chanism Martial Alliance, including Wei Zichu, had co out. When they learned that their great leader, Long Tianji, had just vanquished two War Gods, a shocked uproar erupted. They were both completely stunned and filled with an overwhelming sense of admiration.
Good heavens! These were War Gods! A level above Grandmasters, Heavenly Kings, and Martial Saints. Their titles contained the word "God." To mortals, there was little difference between them and actual gods. Yet their leader had defeated them in battle.
Murmurs spread through the crowd. "So the Alliance Leader surpassed the Heavenly King realm long ago?" "We can't call him Heavenly King Long anymore. We have to address him respectfully as War God Long!" "When… when did he break through the Martial Saint realm? How did he do it so silently…?"
WHOOSH!
Lin Tang's true body suddenly appeared in the sky above them before slowly descending to the ground.
"We welco War God Long!" "We welco the Alliance Leader!" "We welco the State Preceptor!"
Everyone knelt in unison, their expressions fervent.
"War God Long?"
Lin Tang was dumbfounded. In terms of my martial path, I'm not even a Heavenly King yet…
He told everyone to get up and dispense with the cumberso formalities. Just as he was about to reassure Ning Yuexi, and just as Jiang Mulu, grieving the recent loss of her bodyguards, was about to throw herself into his arms…
Just then, a skull with a long, tail-like appendage trailing from its neck suddenly materialized. It charged straight for Lin Tang's head, crashing into it with trendous force.
Lin Tang's true body was already wounded and he had expended a great deal of True Qi, leaving him in a mont of weakness. Furthermore, the skull's stealth and concealnt abilities were truly incredible. He hadn't been able to detect it beforehand. Thus, caught completely by surprise, the skull successfully burrowed into Lin Tang's head and began to fuse with his own cranium.
"ROAR!"
Lin Tang clasped his head and roared at the sky. His Golden Core Peak Divine Sense attacked like a hurricane, forcing the skull to separate from his head bit by bit. The onlookers stood aghast, their vision blurring as they stared at the superimposed image flickering over Lin Tang's head.
"Still trying to resist? Just beco a walking corpse for , the Skull King!!" the skull bellowed, its voice gradually rging with Lin Tang's. Just as it was about to be forced apart, it fused back together again.
It was none other than the Skull King of Skull Holy Mountain!
Previously, Lin Tang had gone to the Sandalwood Association to cause trouble. There, he battled and killed an old monster from Skull Holy Mountain, making them sworn enemies. Afterward, Skull Holy Mountain had allied with followers of the Eye of Truth, the Shadow Master, and other Evil Gods to attack the Heavenly chanism Martial Alliance, but their army was completely annihilated. Knowing Long Tianji was a tough nut to crack, the Evil God Alliance had laid low and made no rash moves since.
But not moving rashly didn't an they weren't watching from the shadows. This ti, the Skull King of Skull Holy Mountain had been personally conducting surveillance. The mont he saw Lin Tang in a weakened state, he knew it was the perfect opportunity to strike! And indeed, he succeeded in one fell swoop.
When the two rged again, becoming indistinguishable from one another, Lin Tang's expression instantly turned cold and indifferent, his eyes flickering with a bloodthirsty gleam.
He lowered his head, looking at his outstretched palms, then flexed his arms and stretched his legs.
"This body… is truly perfect. So masculine, and with a special physique? Good, very good! This is the best body I've ever taken! I've decided this will be my primary body from now on! From this mont on, I am Long Tianji himself!"
The Skull King laughed with satisfaction, sweeping his gaze over the crowd. "As for you all… you can't let the news get out! So… all of you will beco my food!"
He spread his arms, his body becoming a source of light. A vast amount of blood-red light emanated from him, enveloping everyone present.
"Ah… no!!" "Run!!" "Spare …"
The crowd was instantly terrified, feeling the pores on their bodies dilate involuntarily as threads of blood began to seep out. In a flash, they all turned deathly pale and malnourished. Utterly weak and unable to resist, even Xiao Xuanye collapsed to the ground like an infant. His Grandmaster-level cultivation was nothing but a joke.
They watched helplessly as their abundant life force was devoured by the Skull King, withering and shriveling with each passing second. Even young, beautiful won like Wei Zichu and Jiang Mulu collapsed. White strands appeared in their hair and wrinkles creased their faces. They were rapidly turning into decrepit old won, their youth stolen away! This plunged them into utter despair.
"Quick, give a knife! I need a knife!" Jiang Mulu cried out, her voice trembling.
Though Wei Zichu didn't understand, she struggled to pull out a dagger and passed it over with all her remaining strength.
Jiang Mulu's face was resolute. Despite being an ordinary person with no martial skills, she seed to perform a miracle. She forced herself back to her feet and staggered, step by step, toward Lin Tang.
Her vision blackened as if she had gone blind. Her ears buzzed as if she had gone deaf. She was emaciated, as if already dead. Yet, a smile graced her lips, one of complete relief.
"In the end, I was still able to help you… I hope you'll always rember …" Jiang Mulu said softly.
Then, under the incredulous gazes of Wei Zichu and the others, she reversed the dagger's grip and plunged it fiercely into her own chest!
PSHHHH—
Even though her body was wasted and her vitality plundered, the fatal wound still made her spray a stream of hot heart's blood, which splattered onto Lin Tang and across the National Guardian dal.
"I, Jiang Mulu, Princess of Central Earth, willingly offer my blood as the dium and my soul as the sacrifice, to petition the fortune of the nation and fuse it with State Preceptor Long…"
Her resolute voice, though faint, reached the ears of everyone present.
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