Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1083: Master Lian’s Wrath

Chapter 1083: Master Lian’s Wrath

"Trying to pressure us with righteousness? Green Lotus Sect should at least show some sincerity," Daehan Zhang replied.

"Oh," Master Lian answered indifferently, his expression calm as a still lake. "Then tell me, what would you consider sincerity?"

"Naturally, it would be for your disciples—or Amalia—to hand over all their treasures, without a single one missing. Only then would it be fair."

The speaker was Taipai Wuying, his dark undertone laced with deep malice.

"Isn’t it best if you hand over the Eight Gods Blades too? That would be perfect for you," Master Lian chuckled lightly. "That is one of your goals, isn’t it?"

"Yes, and what of it? The Eight Gods Blades originally belonged to the Eternal One Sect. Returning them to their rightful owner is only right," Taipai Wuying replied coldly, showing no attempt to conceal his intentions.

Master Lian’s tone suddenly shifted. "Taipai Wuying, do you know why the Eight Gods Blades weren’t fully forged into the complete Eight Gods Blades back then?"

Taipai Wuying’s gaze flickered for a moment. "If your disciples don’t hand over the items today, we won’t back down."

"The Eternal One Sect is quite ruthless with its disciples," Master Lian remarked.

"Enough with the nonsense. We don’t have much patience. Have them come out and hand over the things from the vault. This matter will end here, otherwise, don’t blame us for turning hostile," Wanhua Yun said sternly.

Daehan Zhnag added, "Or step aside, and we’ll go in ourselves."

"It seems you’ve made up your minds," Master Lian said, standing firm in front of the forbidden ground’s entrance.

The wind from the spatial rift constantly leaked out, but when it neared him, it parted on either side.

His robe fluttered lightly, but the curve remained unchanged.

"If you speak respectfully, I might show some leniency. But if you try to take advantage, thinking Green Lotus Sect has no one to stop you, if I give in now, wouldn’t that ruin Green Lotus Sect’s reputation?" Master Lian continued, his voice steady.

He turned his gaze to Qixi Yumen and Xinhui Shang. "And you two?"

"Greed is not a good habit," Qixi Yumen of the Demonic Night Palace said calmly.

Xinhui Shang did not speak, but his attitude seemed to align perfectly with Qixi Yumen’s.

A soft sigh filled the air.

"It’s been years since Green Lotus Sect showed its might, and now we’re being bullied like this?"

Boom!

The nearby humans, devils, and even demonnic beast began fleeing to even more distant areas.

Behind them was a force so overwhelming that it crushed any thought of resistance—a vast, earth-shattering power.

Is this the strength of a Mahayana stage cultivator?

It wasn’t until they had fled 5,000 meters away that the crowd stopped, glancing cautiously toward the direction of the Forbidden Grounds of the Nine Heaven Pixiu, still trembling from what they had witnessed.

The battles involving seven or eight Mahayana cultivators were a rarity.

Even during the great wars between humans and devils, such a gathering of top-tier experts was unheard of.

One spatial rift after another was torn open, the sky losing its azure hue and turning into a murky gray that exuded an ominous aura.

Surging power poured in from all directions.

The ground was carved with long, deep ravines, and the pressure forced the earth upward into bizarre, jagged mountain ranges.

Regardless of the outcome, the Copperstone Region would be irreparably scarred by this battle.

It might even lose its name entirely in the aftermath.

"Such power... If I had this kind of cultivation, I could roam freely across the Mystic Void Continent and the Devil Battlefield," one awestruck cultivator murmured, yearning deeply for such strength.

No one could resist the allure of great power.

"Mahayana stage cultivation? They’re nothing compared to Master Lian! Facing five Mahayana stage cultivators and two Emperor level Devils single-handedly—who else in history could accomplish that?"

While gripping his weapon, he gazed at the violet-clad figure standing in the void with unrestrained reverence.

One person.

One sword.

And an entire landscape reshaped.

The ravines scarring the ground?

Nearly all of them were created by Master Lian.

What were the Mahayana stage cultivators in the face of his might?

They did not even dared to take a direct strike from his sword.

Master Lian’s reputation didn’t need the confirmation of the seven present experts.

"They were afraid of Master Lian’s sword. Add to that their conflicting interests, and none of them are using their full strength. Still, this prolonged battle is not in his favor," remarked Peak Master Fengzhu Huayao, his expression grim.

"Indeed. Although we knew the various factions merely maintained a façade of unity, we didn’t expect that the allure of a few treasures would drive them to pay any price—even collaborating with devils to oppose Master Lian," said Peak Master Bomen Huaguo, his tone laced with helplessness.

By now, everyone understood the devil’ ploy.

What they hadn’t anticipated was that people like Wanhua Yun, knowing full well it was a trap, would willingly step into it.

Greed and temptation were timeless.

Every era had its share of such people, much to the frustration of others.

"The Great Elder once said that Master Lian must never attempt another tribulation," Peak Master Mengyao Hualin said gravely, clearly privy to some hidden truths.

All eyes turned toward the horizon.

The figure at the center of the chaos had long since vanished in the overwhelming display of power.

Only the constant explosions and the unyielding sound of sword cries filled the air.

Clad in his signature violet robe, Master Lian stood at the eye of the storm.

Gale winds tore past him, diverted by an enormous, ephemeral sword extending to his right.

Master Lian’s piercing gaze cut through layers of obstacles, locking onto Wanhua yun.

Without hesitation, he brought down his dazzling white sword, its glow stark and chilling.

A flood of white sword light surged forth, engulfing the world in its destructive brilliance as it sped toward Wanhua Yun.

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