Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 380 - 389 Welcoming Guest Bell

Ye Ling’s dominance and arrogance had made Daoist Dong Cang rather angry.

"Yes, you are very strong, but you actually killed my disciple’s nephew with a sword right in front of me, then pointed your sword at me, and even had the audacity to utter wild words. Where do you think you are placing me, Daoist Dong Cang?"

After all, I am a Transcendance Tribulation Stage powerhouse, one of the pivotal figures in the Cultivation Realm during the Age of the End of Dharma.

The Kunlun Sect is also one of the undisputed giants among cultivators, even the formidable individuals of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves must show it respect. For thousands of years, this has never changed. Discover exclusive tales on novelbuddy

Today, damn it, to be so humiliated by a youngster, how can I live with this, how can I continue to walk in the Cultivation Realm?

"Arm Slave, your life is forfeit!"

Li Tianhao roared loudly, and with a fierce slap to the heart of Arm Slave, full of grim killing intent, he directly shattered Arm Slave’s heart.

Arm Slave spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale, he instantly lost all consciousness, his life force completely extinguished.

A generation’s Transcendance Tribulation powerhouse, a respected existence and one of the masters of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves, Arm Slave, died at the hands of Li Tianhao.

"Master! This disciple has avenged you!"

Li Tianhao knocked his head on the ground, weeping bitterly. The ordinarily iron-blooded man, who had fought ferociously in the great tomb without blinking an eye, cried like a child.

Daoist Dong Cang, witnessing the death of Arm Slave, couldn’t help but twitch: "Fellow Daoist, isn’t this a bit too much?"

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"Too much? Where is it too much?" The Primal Sword Embryo in Ye Ling’s hand was still not put down; if this old Daoist donkey dared to utter one threatening word, he would be immediately cut down with the swiftness of a thunderbolt.

Daoist Dong Cang took a deep breath, trying hard to quell the anger in his heart: "Fellow Daoist, you first killed my Sect’s disciple’s nephew, then intimidated me with your longsword, and proceeded to kill a revered Elder of my Kunlun Sect right before my eyes."

"My Kunlun Sect’s honor of a thousand years has now been destroyed in one fell swoop. You are the first to ever dare provoke my Kunlun Sect like this, unprecedented!"

Daoist Dong Cang declared coldly, his Spiritual Power surging within him like a tumultuous sea, waves never ceasing.

Ye Ling sneered with disdain: "Unprecedented? Heh, thank you for the compliment."

"But your damned disciple’s nephew also deserved to die, daring to attack my brother who is merely at the Innate Realm. Don’t you think he deserved death?"

"And that bald giant, who was the murderer of my brother’s master. Now that he has avenged his master, even if you bloody go to that godforsaken Tribunal, they can’t possibly find my brother guilty, can they?"

"Oh sure, of course, those bribed old bastards at the Tribunal have no conscience, that much is clear."

Daoist Dong Cang’s mouth opened wide but no words came out. The principle of a life for a life was indisputable, especially in the Cultivation Realm.

But for the mighty Kunlun Sect to be so disgraced, this was indeed unprecedented, never before had such a thing happened.

"Fellow Daoist should know that my nephew acted rashly to prevent your brother from killing Arm Slave. If he had truly intended to ambush, I fear your brother would be dead by now."

Daoist Dong Cang’s anger was churning inside him, the formidable Spiritual Power within him boiling, seemingly on the verge of starting a conflict with just one wrong word.

"Ha, kill my brother? Then I’ll have your entire Kunlun Sect buried with him!" Ye Ling remained forceful, to hell with the damn Kunlun Sect. If they provoked him, he would reduce them to ashes.

Daoist Dong Cang took a sharp breath in shock. This reckless fellow, he dares to say anything, the old Daoist was so furious that his beard was flying, his anger reaching its peak.

"Fellow Daoist, this old Daoist has an impolite request. I have cultivated for four hundred years on the Kunlun Mountains, and now seeing the younger generation surpassing the old, I cannot help but wish to ask Fellow Daoist for guidance."

No sooner had he spoken than Daoist Dong Cang took action, his whisk suddenly sweeping through the air, the long hairs on the whisk spreading throughout the heavens and earth, each shining with an iron-gray color.

"Old man! Since you want to teach me a lesson, then this young master will just have to return the favor!"

Whoosh, Ye Ling’s sword slashed out, directly cleaving through the dust-filled sky above, only to hear the clanging sounds that pierced the ears, Ye Ling’s arm went numb, and his gaze abruptly became stunned.

For the first time, the first time Ye Ling encountered an opponent with such tremendous strength, those whisks seemed like mountains possessing the weight of ten thousand catties.

However, under Ye Ling’s terrifying force, those whisks shattered like collapsing mountains in an instant, and then fell to the ground, creating large craters one after another.

"Fellow daoist, take this move of mine!"

As the words of Dong Tian Zhenren fell, the dust in his hand suddenly shrunk to a normal size, and with a gentle wave, the whisk shook and smashed towards Ye Ling.

The power of the Nine Great Golden Cores roared within Ye Ling, accompanied by a whisper of dragon’s chant, which was the Power of True Dragon of Dragon Emperor’s fierce body.

Clang, Ye Ling lifted his hand to strike with his sword, directly hitting the whisk, which buzzed and trembled; Ye Ling also felt a terrifying force colliding with him incessantly.

"Break for this young master!"

Ye Ling bellowed, his face twisted with ferocity, arm tensed with power, heart determined with a slam, the whisk that was already in a frayed state under the longsword suddenly burst forth with astonishing flames.

With a crack, a section of the whisk broke apart, following which it began to fracture at a frightful speed, much like a dam breached, utterly uncontrollable.

"What! Impossible!"

Dong Tian Daoist was shocked, hurriedly retreating, whirling the whisk in his hand to dissipate Ye Ling’s dreadful force, his toes tapped rapidly, evading Ye Ling’s terrifying attack.

And just then, in mid-air, the melodious sound of a bell began to echo, lingering between heaven and earth, not fading away for a long time.

Gong, gong, the sound chimed in succession, nine times in total, and after the last chime, peace finally returned to the world.

And Dong Tian Daoist quickly waved his hand, his face ashen as he looked at Ye Ling: "Fellow daoist, please hold back, my Sect Leader has summoned you!"

The Sect Leader?

The Sect Leader of the Kunlun Sect?

"What do you mean by that? Are you trying to lure me to Kunlun Sect to ambush me?" Ye Ling sneered, in the midst of battling the Kunlun Sect’s people, and suddenly being asked to cease fighting, claiming that the big boss has summoned him, Ye Ling was certainly suspicious of a trap.

"Ambush my ass! Those nine bell tolls are only rung by Kunlun Sect to welcome the most important guests, it might not happen even once in a hundred years!"

Dong Tian Daoist gritted his teeth, cursing out loud, the sudden turn of events leaving him somewhat dazed, and moreover, the Sect Leader had personally transmitted a message to him, demanding that he invite Ye Ling to the sect, emphasis on invite.

"That’s right, Ye Ling, that bell is only rung by Kunlun Sect to welcome the most honored guests, and now, no one in the whole Cultivation Realm has this honor."

Li Tianhao also opened his mouth to explain, Ye Ling nodded, since what Dong Tian Daoist said was true, then there was no harm in going.

"Hehe, of course I know, I just wanted to test the old bull-nose. Forget it, let’s give them the face of the Kunlun Sect, go on, let’s see what makes the stand-offish gate of the Cultivation Realm any different."

Ye Ling waved his hand, and then turned to the Chaos Divine Beast with a smile: "Little one, will you come with me?"

The Chaos Divine Beast’s eyes whirled around, and then it hopped onto Ye Ling’s shoulder, Ye Ling nodded: "A teachable lad indeed."

Ye Ling and the other two followed Dong Tian Daoist swiftly flying towards Kunlun Sect, but on the ground, the bodies of the daoist in green robes and the arm slave were glaringly evident.