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Chapter 1410 - Chapter 1410 Chapter 692 Master of Wuji

Chapter 1410: Chapter 692: Master of Wuji Chapter 1410: Chapter 692: Master of Wuji “Too much bullying!”

More humiliating than humiliation was that Chengzhou was all set to be exploited, only to find that the other party wouldn’t even give them a chance to join the table.

As rage coursed through the Martial Ancestor of Chengzhou, his Spiritual Power surged dramatically. His Spirit Intent locked onto Tang Luo, and his fierce killing intent could subdue wild beasts. Yet, they faced a being even more formidable than wild beasts.

“What, do you have any objections?”

Patting the Eight Treasure Kasaya on his body and flaunting his thick left arm wrapped like a totem by the Ghostly Cloud Lock, Tang Luo challenged the people of Chengzhou, eager to fight, “If you have any, just act on them. We are all martial artists, don’t harbor unspoken anger, come at me, come on!”

Facing the surging passion of Chengzhou’s strong, Tang Luo was not scared at all. Instead, he extended his hand to beckon them, the provocation very clear.

“Disperse your momentum, retract your Spirit Intent!”

With an unpleasant expression, Mo Yuju stopped the irrational actions of Chengzhou and stepped forward, saying deeply to Tang Luo, “Please be lenient, divine prodigy. Chengzhou is already poor, and this great battle has further drained half of our resources. If we end up empty-handed…”

“So, you’re threatening me, huh?”

As if hearing something funny, Tang Luo laughed, “This is a battle for resources of the Spirit Realm, do you think you’re at some banquet hosting guests? If you’re not strong enough, just leave. If you disagree, fight for it with your life. Now that Ning Bufu is dead, do you Chengzhou rabble even deserve to negotiate with me?”

If he could, Tang Luo would not have wanted to sour the relationship with Chengzhou like this, but the experts entering Longyuan were already at the limit of the Yun Clan’s tolerance. He didn’t want to allow more people in.

Even if he knew that doing so meant making enemies of the entire Chengzhou family, bearing grudges from countless people, he had to do it.

It was also for the good of the Chengzhou family. If he let them in, Tang Luo would worry.

Worry would lead him to follow them in, and following them would lead to confrontation, and confrontation would mean their doom.

Even though his tone was harsh and his attitude arrogant, ultimately, he did it for their good.

In that instant, as Tang Luo reconciled with himself, he felt his soul elevate, his arrogance a cover for a mercy that asked others to forgive where possible.

With the initial hesitation and timidity now completely dissipated, Tang Luo, waving his left hand dominantly, perfectly demonstrated what it meant to act high and mighty.

Mo Yuju, who had lived nearly two hundred years, had never been humiliated like this before.

But what could he do? Even if Chengzhou was inflamed, could they really strike Tang Luo with all their might?

Even without considering whether they could kill him, wearing Divine Armor and wielding Divine Artifacts, and not even mentioning his unique move that could devour Spirit Art and shift positions, which they hadn’t figured out yet, they still had reservations.

Would they really have to give up Longyuan of the Spirit Realm, Mo Yuju thought as he watched the wildly arrogant Tang Luo and the Fire Department’s elites gleefully watching the excitement from afar.

Tang Luo did not rush them, still wholeheartedly playing the role of the bully and enjoying it.

It turns out that after changing perspectives, the world looks completely different. The Devil Lord’s harsh dominance was to create a sense of mystery and blur personal features.

But this other kind of arrogance, where the other parties clearly hated him yet couldn’t do anything to him but seethe, was especially delightful.

If rage could be quantified above these people’s heads, then Tang Luo could be sure that the number would be very long.

“Why don’t you clear off? One detachment from the Fire Department should be sufficient. Go do whatever else you need to.”

Lazily waving his hand, Tang Luo casually urged Chengzhou’s factions to withdraw, when he vaguely heard a spirit whistle from the changing direction.

That was a sound only produced by the intense friction between spirit bodies and Primary Qi. Could it be…

Tang Luo’s expression turned grave as he turned towards the source of the sound. Behind those mountainous clouds, a Grandmaster was rapidly approaching using extreme speed spirit techniques!

The “hissing” of the spirit whistle grew clearer, indicating the stranger was getting closer, and from the direction, it was certain that this was not someone coming from Longxi.

Was it from Wuji Mansion or the Evil King Palace?

Tang Luo frowned thoughtfully, a conclusion that puzzled Mo Yuju.

Just about to inquire, Mo Yuju faintly sensed a disturbance in the spirit energy from the changing direction, turning his head to look, a unique Spiritual Light tore through the cloud layer.

“Uphold righteousness and resist evil, for the world’s sake. For the world’s sake, be ever-victorious and ultimately boundless.”

As the poetic chant fell, the spirit light that tore through the vast cloud waves coalesced, revealing a tall man with a square face and a high nose appearing above Diancang Mountain.

“Uphold righteousness and resist evil, Wuji Grandmaster, Tong Wuxie!”

Upon seeing the newcomer, Mo Yuju exclaimed in surprise, “Wasn’t he in seclusion? How is he here?”

“Oh ho, so it’s this one.”

Hearing Mo Yuju’s surprised whisper, Tang Luo finally recognized the notorious strongman.

“It seems Tong here is not too late.”

Descending slowly from above, Tong Wuxie smiled at the crowd, “Please, everyone, leave this place quickly. Once the people from Evil King Palace arrive, Diancang Mountain will turn into a battlefield. I urge those unrelated to quickly leave this contentious area.”

Despite his mild wording, Tong Wuxie’s voice precisely reached every person’s ears.