Walker Of The Worlds Chapter 3540 No Diplomacy

The sky went silent for a fraction of a second.

Then chaos erupted.

Ergency signals flared across the city. Alarm formations activated. Bells rang

from watchtowers. ssages shot through jade slips as word spread faster than wildfire.

"Enemy intrusion!"

"Unknown powerhouse entering the city!"

"The lockdown has been breached!"

Lin Mu continued forward, unhurried. Shrubby padded through the air beside him, flas licking at his mane. The twins coiled protectively near Lin Mu's shoulders, their weapons still in hand, their eyes sharp and alert.

From every direction, cultivators began to gather. So were city guards. So were rcenaries. So were clearly sect mbers already wearing their insignias openly. None of them dared to approach too close, not after witnessing what had just happened.

Elyon scanned the surroundings, his senses stretched to their limits. "They are mobilizing quickly," he said. "Too quickly."

Lin Mu nodded. "They were already prepared for other issues. The incident in the forest only gave them an excuse."

Daoist Chu let out a slow breath. "Then there is no turning back now."

"No," Lin Mu replied. "There was not, from the mont they reached for my beasts."

The city trembled as more formations activated. Defensive arrays humd beneath the streets. Sowhere deep within the Three Union City, the representatives of the three kingdoms and the two sects were undoubtedly being alerted.

And Lin Mu knew that soon, very soon, soone important would co to et him.

Whether they ca to negotiate, threaten, or fight would depend entirely on how well they understood the ssage he was about to send.

He did not draw his sword nor did he shout.

He simply continued forward, his presence pressing down on the city like an approaching storm, letting everyone understand one simple truth.

This was no longer a matter of politics.

This was a matter of power.

Lin Mu continued forward through the city at an unhurried pace, his steps through the air steady and deliberate as if he were rely walking through an empty street rather than the heart of a city on the brink of chaos. Above and below him, the air grew dense with tension.

"HALT!"

"STOP RIGHT THERE!"

"YOU ARE UNDER ARREST BY ORDER OF THE THREE KINGDOMS!"

The commands ca from every direction.

Rows of soldiers lined the rooftops, cultivators hovered in the air with weapons drawn, and defensive formations flared to life one after another. The city's calm façade shattered completely, replaced by a feverish urgency that spread like wildfire.

Lin Mu did not stop.

The first volley of attacks ca monts later. Bolts of elental Qi streaked toward them, blades of wind, spears of earth, and streams of water converging from multiple angles. None of them reached their mark.

Daoist Chu raised his sleeve and casually traced a formation in the air. The attacks struck an invisible barrier and dissipated harmlessly, scattering like mist.

Elyon moved like a shadow, his dark Qi swallowing stray projectiles before they could co close.

Cattaleya stepped forward and caught a blazing fire lance with her bare hand, crushing it until it dispersed into sparks. She looked almost bored.

Still, no one had died.

For now.

Lin Mu knew that this balance would not last forever. Fear could only restrain people so much before desperation took over.

Ahead of them, the city center lood into view. The massive square beneath the towering statues was already crowded. Kings, sect elders, nobles, and high ranking cultivators had gathered in force, forming a wall of authority and power.

At their front stood familiar faces.

The princes and princesses.

The core disciples of the Golden Urn Sect and the Boundless River Sect.

The mont they spotted Lin Mu in the distance, voices rose in unison.

"That's him!"

"He's the one who attacked us!"

"He's the one who crippled the army!"

Accusations rang out, sharp and furious.

Standing behind them were figures of far greater presence. Three n stepped

forward, each radiating the authority of a ruler.

The King of the Olive Canopy Kingdom, tall and composed, clad in robes woven

with Immortal vines.

The King of the Alabaster Plains Kingdom, broad shouldered, his pale armor gleaming like marble under the light.

And the King of the Great Steppe Kingdom, a towering warrior whose aura carried the scent of blood and conquest.

Beside them stood the highest elders of the two great sects. Their eyes were sharp, calculating, and cold. These were not impulsive youths. These were veterans of politics, war, and cultivation.

One of the sect elders stepped forward, his voice amplified by Qi. "Unknown cultivator," he said. "You have committed grave cris. Assaulting royalty, attacking sect disciples, destroying military forces, and violating the sovereignty of the Three Union City. By authority of the Golden Urn Sect and the Boundless River Sect, you are ordered to surrender imdiately." The King of the Alabaster Plains Kingdom followed. "Kneel and cripple your cultivation. You will be judged according to the laws of the three kingdoms."

Lin Mu finally stopped walking.

Lin Mu finally stopped walking.

He looked at them calmly, his gaze passing over the kings, the elders, and finally

the trembling princes and princesses hiding behind them.

"The only cris committed here," Lin Mu said evenly, "were committed by

those youngsters."

Murmurs spread through the crowd.

"They attacked my beasts," he continued. "They attempted to capture them by

force. They mobilized an army to hunt them down. What I have done is nothing

more than collecting the debt they owed."

The King of the Great Steppe Kingdom laughed harshly. "Impudent!" he roared. "A random cultivator dares speak of debt to kings and sects?"

One of the Golden Urn elders sneered. "You may possess so strength, but opposing us is a mistake you will regret for the rest of your life."

Lin Mu closed his eyes for a brief mont.

When he opened them again, the last trace of hope for diplomacy vanished.

"Very well," he said softly. "Then I will simply force you to listen."

The kings raised their hands simultaneously.

"ATTACK!"

Before the order could even fully echo across the square, Lin Mu moved.