So whether it was the tour guide, Chen Wei, or the tourists on the bus, every single one of them was completely stunned, the horrifying scene leaving them so terrified that they even forgot to run!
And as for Fan Benshu, who had previously boasted that he would teach Yang Tian a lesson if he dared return to China, he stood there dumbfounded.
Watching Yang Tian step out of the wooden cabin, treading over the bloodstains on the ground step by step before boarding the bus, Fan Benshu was so frightened that he wet himself on the spot.
Slling the thick scent of blood on Yang Tian, Fan Benshu’s eyes rolled back dramatically, and he fainted.
However, Yang Tian paid him no attention.
After all, to Yang Tian, Fan Benshu—along with the entire Fan Family—were nothing but clowns jumping for attention.
Yang Tian rely got on the bus, retrieved his luggage, and then walked over to the trembling Chen Wei, asking, "Where’s the nearest hotel?"
"H-hotel..."
Hearing Yang Tian’s question, any hint of the affection Chen Wei had previously felt for him vanished in her terror. She hurriedly pointed in a direction before quickly ducking behind a bus seat for cover.
Yang Tian didn’t seem to mind her reaction.
His purpose in coming to Japan was to repay Akita Junko for the deadly ambush she had orchestrated in Binjiang.
As for Chen Wei, he was perfectly aware of her initial fondness for him.
But as things stood now...
Yang Tian was a Cultivator, walking a bloody and defiant path against the heavens!
Ordinary won—how could they accept soone like Yang Tian? If anyone could barely tolerate his nature, it would have to be soone like Ji Yanran, a woman already part of the Cultivation World.
"Why did Ji Yanran suddenly co to mind? How amusing!"
Yang Tian found his stray thoughts entertaining and chuckled to himself before striding forward.
...
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
In Japan’s largest and oldest shrine, the Ruyun Shrine,
Japan’s most powerful Great Spirit Master, Makura Daisuke, sat as cold as ice.
Beside him, a man angrily shouted, "Who is this Chinese man? To barge directly into Chunyang Grand Shrine, not only killing Shigeru but even reducing Shoma to a mindless idiot, and to utterly decimate the Akita Family—so much death and destruction! Who can tell what the hell is going on here!?"
"Exactly! Chunyang Grand Shrine, where the Akita Family resides, is one of only eight shrines under our Divine Spirit Sect that can be called a Grand Shrine. Not only is its defense equipnt top-notch, but Akita Shigeru himself is a powerful expert. How could it be broken in a single day?"
"And what are the police even doing? With such large-scale slaughter, they still haven’t located the culprit?"
Several other cultivators from Ruyun Shrine glared with fury and vented their anger.
"Shut up, all of you!"
At that mont, a man wearing an eyepatch barked coldly, "Lord Makura hasn’t even spoken yet, so why are all of you running your mouths?"
The room imdiately fell silent. Everyone turned their attention to Makura Daisuke, who had yet to say a word.
Makura Daisuke spoke in a frosty tone: "For soone to annihilate the Akita elites of Chunyang Grand Shrine, it’s evident that this is a martial arts expert from China. How could those police possibly find him? What is urgent now is to determine who this person is."
"Who is he?"
Another man piped up, "The area around Chunyang Grand Shrine, being under our Divine Spirit Sect, didn’t have any surveillance installed. However, soone managed to capture a photograph. That Chinese martial artist doesn’t appear very old—dressed in black, he looks to be no older than twenty!"
As he spoke, the man placed a photograph in front of the group.
Black hair, black clothes, and standing amidst a sea of blood—it was undeniably Yang Tian!
"This... this is way too young!"
When everyone saw the image of Yang Tian, they frowned and exclaid in shock.
After all, to slaughter so many Akita elites and take down one of Japan’s strongest, Akita Shigeru, they had believed the individual must at least be forty or fifty years old—perhaps even older!
After all, mastering martial arts requires years of refinent, and most cultivators outlive normal humans substantially. The older they were, the deeper their foundation.
A young man not yet twenty years old who could obliterate Chunyang Grand Shrine was sothing they simply couldn’t accept.
Even the man with the eyepatch voiced his doubts: "How reliable is this photograph?"
"Absolutely reliable!"
The man affird, "When I first saw the photo, I had the sa reaction as everyone else here. But the photo’s authenticity is beyond doubt!"
"Not even twenty years old, yet possessing such strength... There’s probably no one in China who could achieve this, right? Could it be Shen Bangguo?" The man with the eyepatch asked skeptically.
Makura Daisuke shook his head and replied, "Mr. Jintian, when you fought Shen Bangguo back then, he was already over twenty. Now, he must be over forty. Besides, as China’s War God, he rarely leaves the country. Why would he travel all the way to Japan?"
"If it’s not Shen Bangguo, who else could it be?" The eyepatch-wearing man beca even more perplexed.
While everyone was still puzzled about Yang Tian’s identity, a woman who had been sitting silently in the corner suddenly spoke. She was Akita Shoma’s daughter, Akita Junko.
"He is today’s strongest Martial King in China—the very Mr. Yang who annihilated four peak Innate Experts and scared off another during the ambush I orchestrated!"
Mr. Yang?
As soon as everyone heard those two words, they collectively gasped.
Even Makura Daisuke and the man with the eyepatch turned grim, their eyes filled with gravity!
As a mber of the Divine Spirit Sect, Akita Junko’s efforts to expand into China had been sanctioned by Makura Daisuke, the Great Spirit Master.
Thus, he was well aware of the circumstances surrounding her hasty retreat back to Japan.
More importantly, Yang Tian’s achievents during that ambush had already spread across the globe. Overnight, Yang Tian had risen from China’s strongest Martial King to one of the top-ranked powerhouses in the international arena!
Nurous international organizations had evaluated Yang Tian’s combat strength and concluded that he was equivalent to an entire regint of professional soldiers!
It’s worth noting that the military forces were considered the only ans for countries to counter Innate Experts!
An individual as strong as an entire regint is an utterly terrifying existence. Even China’s War God, Shen Bangguo, had never received such recognition internationally!
"When you look at it that way, it all makes sense!"
The eyepatch-wearing man said with unprecedented seriousness, "Junko’s ambush in China failed, so his retaliation isn’t entirely unexpected. However, there’s no animosity that can’t be resolved with sufficient benefits. Mr. Yang wasn’t hard—if anything, he used Junko’s ambush to make his mark on the world stage! Perhaps we could explore a slow and strategic reconciliation?"
Hearing this, the others nodded in agreent.
After all, at their level of cultivation, no one wanted to antagonize a superpower like Yang Tian for no reason.
If they could appeal to Yang Tian’s interests and resolve the vendetta, it wouldn’t be a bad solution.
As for the downfall of the Akita Family, none of them cared in the slightest.
Akita Junko, although a mber of the Divine Spirit Sect, had limited influence within the group. Moreover, as Akita Shoma’s illegitimate daughter, her position was tenuous at best—if not for her promising talent, she might long ago have been reduced to rely a plaything, with no eligibility to sit among them.
The destruction of her family didn’t truly matter.
With the support of the Divine Spirit Sect, Akita Junko could easily rebuild a new Akita Family, stronger than the previous one.
But at that mont, Akita Junko spoke again: "I fear you all are being overly optimistic. This Mr. Yang is unlikely to accept the benefits you propose; instead, I believe he’ll continue to target the remaining seven Grand Shrines!"
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