Chapter 303: Chapter 290: Young Friend, Please Withdraw Your Divine Techniques

Illusion Mist City was the only city providing entry into the Chuyun Mountain Range. In the past, many experts with Flying Spiritual Artifacts had come and gone, so encountering a Martial Artist arriving by air was hardly surprising.

However, this was the territory of the White Rainbow Sect. Most people were well-behaved and respectful; it was unthinkable for anyone to be so brazen.

The moment the squad leader saw Shen Lang’s approach, he sensed something was wrong. He hastily gave an order to raise their guard and sounded the alarm bell.

DONG... DONG... DONG...

The deep, resonant toll of the bell immediately echoed above Illusion Mist City. The people within the city all looked up at the sky, their faces filled with surprise.

A bell like that hadn’t been heard in Illusion Mist City for a very long time.

For a major city with the White Rainbow Sect’s backing, almost no nearby power would dare to provoke Illusion Mist City.

For such a bell to suddenly ring was extremely strange.

Meanwhile, a massive crowd had gathered at the Illusion Mist City Lord’s Mansion. A large number of experts were fully assembled, waiting only for City Lord An Fengrui’s command to march on Qingfeng Mountain.

But for some reason, City Lord An Fengrui was still nowhere to be seen.

Outside the City Lord’s Mansion, the members of the major powers wore grim expressions, their Killing Intent palpable.

Qingfeng Stronghold, a mere third-rate den of bandits, had dared to challenge the dignity of Illusion Mist City’s major powers. Not only had they flattened three factions, including the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps, but they had also sent two Bone Demons to attack the City Lord’s Mansion. This was simply courting death!

Allowing such a power to even exist near Illusion Mist City was already an act of great mercy by the White Rainbow Sect. To think they would become so outrageous!

Not only did they dare to storm the headquarters of these powers and wreak havoc, but they also severely injured four disciples of the White Rainbow Sect!

How could this possibly be tolerated?

The members of the major powers were all seething with pent-up rage, feeling utterly frustrated.

The forces of each power were already prepared outside the City Lord’s Mansion, standing in clearly defined formations, when they suddenly heard the alarm bell!

"Damn it, could it be that Qingfeng Stronghold found out we were going to attack their mountain and decided to strike first?" someone cursed aloud.

"Idiot, what is Qingfeng Stronghold even worth? How many people do they have? Strike first... Are you brainless?"

"Illusion Mist City is White Rainbow Sect territory, and someone still dares to cause trouble here? On our way out, let’s just wipe these guys out before we go flatten Qingfeng Stronghold!"

As the crowd below was murmuring, a lazy voice suddenly echoed from the sky. "Just with a disorganized rabble like you, you think you can flatten Qingfeng Stronghold? Aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue?"

"Who goes there!"

A sharp cry came from the crowd. SWOOSH! Four figures soared into the air, surrounding Shen Lang. The four of them wielded a saber, a spear, a sword, and a halberd.

These four were the Guard Commanders of the City Lord’s Mansion, men from the White Rainbow Sect.

Only experts from a Sect like this could possess something as rare as a Flying Spiritual Artifact.

At the same time, not only did the crowd below point their weapons at Shen Lang in the sky, but the surrounding guards also aimed their Demon-Breaking Arrows at him, ready to fire at a moment’s notice.

"Don’t be so tense. I’m here to discuss a business deal with City Lord An."

Shen Lang showed no fear as the experts locked onto him with their Divine Thought, speaking with a grin.

"Insolent! Who do you think you are, to demand a meeting with our City Lord just because you say so?" one of the Guard Commanders in the air shouted coldly. "State your name and origin! Otherwise, don’t blame our blades for being blind!"

Shen Lang’s brows furrowed as he swept a cold gaze over the men surrounding him.

’Looks like I won’t even get to see An Fengrui unless I make a bit of a scene.’

A cold glint flashed in Shen Lang’s eyes. His figure suddenly shot backward in the air, closing in on the man holding the Long Halberd.

The man was shocked by Shen Lang’s ghostly speed. He retreated rapidly, raising his Long Halberd to stab at him.

But how could Shen Lang’s speed possibly allow him to escape?

In an instant, Shen Lang was right up against him, his back turned. He casually slapped away the Long Halberd as it swept toward him like a staff, then abruptly spun and whipped his right foot out, striking another man behind him squarely in the chest!

"PUH!"

The man spat out a mouthful of blood and shot toward the ground like a cannonball. With a loud BANG, he slammed into the earth, sending dust flying everywhere.

"Such audacity! Kill him!"

Seeing him attack so directly and mercilessly, the remaining three were enraged. They moved at once, swinging their saber, spear, and sword at Shen Lang.

But the three experts of the Spirit Martial Realm Eighth Heaven had completely failed to anticipate how bizarre the black-clad youth was.

In the air, not even a powerhouse at the Xuanwu Realm Fifth Heaven could compete with a Ghost King in speed, let alone a few Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists on Low Level Flying Spiritual Artifacts.

The three of them saw only a blur, and in the blink of an eye, they had lost track of Shen Lang!

"Watch your back!" one of them yelled frantically.

In front of so many people, Shen Lang had silently appeared behind the man wielding the Longsword!

The man was startled and, without thinking, flipped the Longsword in his wrist and thrust it backward from his waist!

"Quick reflexes."

Shen Lang sneered. His right hand flickered with lightning as he flicked a finger against the blade of the Longsword!

The Longsword flew to the side with a loud VMMMM.

Before the man could bring his Longsword back for a second strike, Shen Lang’s hands shot out. He struck more than a dozen acupoints on the man’s back like lightning, instantly pouring ferocious Thunder Power into them and completely sealing the man’s Cultivation in the blink of an eye!

"You can go down too."

Shen Lang said calmly, then slapped a palm on the man’s shoulder.

With a sound like striking tanned leather, the man screamed and plummeted straight down, embedding himself halfway into the ground!

With the current strength of Shen Lang’s physical body, not even an expert at the Third and Fourth Heavens of the Xuanwu Realm would dare compare themselves to him. Furthermore, he was carrying a large amount of Blue Cobalt Copper. The power behind his casual punches and kicks was far beyond what these Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists could withstand.

If he hadn’t been holding back, it would have been impossible for them to escape with such light injuries.

"Damn it, he’s too strong... Pull back, use ranged attacks! Fire the arrows!"

Seeing Shen Lang’s strange, rapid speed, and how he had taken down their martial brothers with a casual kick and a slap, an uncontrollable chill rose from the depths of the remaining two men’s hearts.

The two no longer dared to fight him up close. WHOOSH! They flew far into the distance.

"Kill him!"

The crowd below seized the opportunity. With a unified roar, the powerful Attack Magic they had been brewing finally reached its peak. Their weapons hummed, and in that instant, wave after wave of incomparably ferocious Energy shot forth!

At that same moment, the guards of the City Lord’s Mansion all loosed their Demon-Breaking Arrows. The combined might of the arrows from over a hundred guards was in no way weaker than the attacks from the Martial Artists of the other powers!

For a moment, hundreds of Divine Rainbows filled the sky, a dazzling display of five and seven colors. Along with the Demon-Breaking Arrows, they all surged menacingly toward Shen Lang!

Gathered here were experts from all the renowned powers of Illusion Mist City, as well as the elite forces of the City Lord’s Mansion itself.

With so many experts attacking at once, the power was terrifying to the extreme.

’Damn, they really think highly of me!’

Shen Lang’s eyes sharpened. He recognized the danger and didn’t dare to face it head-on.

His figure flickered and transformed into a streak of light, shooting out diagonally and dodging the terrifying attack in a flash!

Although he was extremely proud of his Cultivation, he could still distinguish between strength and weakness. He knew that with his current Cultivation, it was absolutely impossible to handle the combined strike of so many experts.

Other than using the Ghost King’s speed to evade, he had no other choice.

Originally, Shen Lang had considered using the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads to defend himself. But he was in mid-air and needed to rely on the Ghost King’s power. The moment the Buddhist Prayer Beads appeared, the Ghost King would be severely injured if it didn’t retreat, so he had to abandon the idea.

"He’s above the railing on the right!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The moment Shen Lang stopped to hover in the air, a sharp-eyed person below roared, and the second wave of attacks began immediately.

After dodging four consecutive times, Shen Lang’s temper flared. "Damn it, I came here to negotiate peacefully, and this is how you welcome me? That bastard An Fengrui really puts on airs. All hell is breaking loose out here, and he’s still cowering in the City Lord’s Mansion!"

"Since you want to play, I’ll play a big game with you!"

Rage burning in his heart, Shen Lang’s figure once again shot higher, stopping outside the range of the crowd’s Magic attacks.

Then, as the people below stomped their feet and cursed, he extended his right hand, and a massive vortex instantly formed in his palm!

Above Illusion Mist City, the wind surged and clouds gathered. Lightning flashed, creating a terrifying scene!

Not only that, but even the surrounding Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi began to visibly converge toward Shen Lang’s palm!

Fueled by his anger, Shen Lang was actually preparing to use the first form of the Nine Revolutions of Life and Death Mysterious Technique, "Netherworld Demon Tribulation," to blast the Illusion Mist City Lord’s Mansion!

Once "Netherworld Demon Tribulation" was unleashed, the sky changed color. The nearby Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi fell into chaos, all of it beginning to gather toward Shen Lang.

The people below, who had just been cursing and shouting, immediately fell silent.

They stared at the scene above, horrified, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"This is impossible! Controlling Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi... Could he be a King Martial Realm expert? Absolutely not!"

"What in the world is going on? Where did this expert come from? A powerhouse of this caliber couldn’t possibly be connected to Qingfeng Stronghold. We were too reckless just now!"

In that short time, a black and white sphere of light had already formed in Shen Lang’s right hand.

An overwhelming and terrifying aura suddenly spread out from the sphere of light.

The suffocating, terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire City Lord’s Mansion. Everyone near the mansion found it hard to breathe, each feeling as if their very soul was trembling.

Many even felt as if their hearts had stopped beating. Cold sweat dripped uncontrollably down their faces.

"Stop!"

Just then, a sharp cry came from within the City Lord’s Mansion, and six figures rushed out.

Two of them appeared to be in their late forties, one dressed in a white robe and the other in a green scholar’s gown.

And behind these two were none other than Zhang Cheng and the other three who had been thrashed and extorted by Shen Lang on Qingfeng Mountain!

At this moment, the white-robed middle-aged man stepped forward and called out loudly, "Young friend Shen Lang, long time no see! Please, retract your Divine Technique and come down for a talk. This is all a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding!"

"Hmm?"

Shen Lang was slightly taken aback. He focused his gaze and realized he did have a faint, blurry impression of the man below.

Then, it dawned on him, and a smile appeared on his face. ’So it’s him!’