Chapter 0108

Chapter 108: The Plan Changed, Hurry and Invite the Devil King!

Hearing this, everyone nearby froze, then burst out laughing. They thought Zhou Tong was biting off more than he could chew.

One man scoffed, saying: “Did I hear that right? A guest elder from a secular Empire dares to threaten the Qiankun Sect’s Young Lord? He must not know how to write the word death.”

Another chimed in, saying: “It figures. What do they say? A frog at the bottom of a well cannot imagine the Milky Way.”

A third curled his lip, saying: “Maybe he can strut around a secular Empire, but to real cultivators he is not even an ant.”

Arms folded, people stood like they were waiting for a show. They believed the Qiankun Sect’s yellow haired Young Lord would soon teach this clueless fool what cruelty meant.

Only You Ye Lan shook her head with pity. She had heard of the Qiankun Sect. It was a first rate sect. Its Sect Master had reached the peak of the Reincarnation Realm and was only one step from the Half Saint realm, which could lift the whole sect into the top tier. This yellow haired Young Lord was that Sect Master’s late born son, spoiled and favored, getting anything he wanted. His bodyguards were all in the Life and Death Realm, and not just average ones, but standouts of that realm. Because of this, he was lawless and looked down on everyone. But today he had kicked an iron plate, and one with nails at that. [Even if he knelt to beg, it would be nine deaths and one life. Even if his father came to plead, he would have to kneel on the spot.]

The Young Lord bared his teeth in a twisted grin, then threw his head back and laughed like he had heard the funniest joke. He slapped his palm, and five bodyguards stepped forward as one, releasing their auras. They were all Life and Death Realm experts with fierce presence.

He cupped a hand to his ear and taunted, saying: “Trash, if you have the guts, say that again.”

Faces in the crowd grew even more mocking. Some even predicted that in less than ten breaths Zhou Tong would be on his knees begging.

Zhou Tong sighed and closed his eyes.

The Young Lord leaned closer, sneering, saying: “What is it? Afraid? You don’t dare face the world? In front of me, you should tuck your tail.”

He lifted a hand, trying to slap Zhou Tong’s face.

Suddenly, Zhou Tong opened his eyes. His gaze held a whole universe. Starlight flickered on and off, boundless in width and bottomless in depth. For an instant, everyone around him went dazed and fell into a hallucination, unable to pull free. A gust of wind woke a few, who found cold sweat soaking their backs.

Someone shuddered and blurted out, saying: “That was a spiritual wave!” Those who understood felt their scalps prickle. To make so many people lose focus at once, what realm was this?

A shriek cut the air. People looked and saw the yellow haired Young Lord on the ground, clutching his head and rolling, howling in pain.

He tried to bark an order, but terror flooded his face as he sensed his limit and felt death drawing close. He started to beg, saying: “Spare me…”

A sharp pop followed. His head burst like a bright red flower, brain matter spraying out. His life ended in a blink.

Dead. The mighty Qiankun Sect’s Young Lord, noble and feared, died so miserably.

You Ye Lan trembled on the side. Zhou Tong had killed a Heaven Severing Realm cultivator with pure spiritual power. Thinking of what she had gone through earlier, she realized he had held back with her.

Silence fell. The ones who had mocked before turned pale. They wanted to melt into the crowd and never show their faces again. They had seen public killings and cruel methods. Some were born killers who valued a human life less than weeds. But after seeing Zhou Tong’s method, they were chilled to the bone. He had closed and opened his eyes, and a life was judged. This was no longer person to person crushing, but a god slaughtering ants. That calm, careless look was a nightmare carved into everyone’s heart.

The five Life and Death Realm bodyguards finally reacted. Eyes red with hate, they roared, saying: “You killed our Young Lord. You are dead!” They knew that if they failed to protect him, they would die when they returned anyway. They charged at Zhou Tong like madmen.

Zhou Tong frowned and said: “Noisy.”

He released an even more terrifying spiritual pressure, and it did not just target those five. It covered every cultivator present.

Bodies shook all around, and faces twisted in shock. Someone realized the truth and thought: [This spiritual force is at least Saint level.] It was a wide area mental suppression. They were lucky it was heavy on awe and light on killing. Otherwise, most here would not leave whole. What they did not know was that even with Zhou Tong’s current strength, he could not kill this many people at once with pure spirit. The shock looked scary, but it was mostly for show.

The five Life and Death Realm guards stood like statues. They had almost attacked a Saint. They must have been tired of living.

Zhou Tong turned toward the auction hall doors and said without looking back: “Kill them. Beasts who help a tyrant do not need to live.” He stepped through the entrance. This time, no one dared block him.

Mu Rong Ya nodded. She flicked her hand, and the five men fell dead together. A true Saint’s strike was clean and neat.

Whispers broke out. One person trembled and muttered, saying: “How scary. Is that woman his maid? Her methods are so strong. She is at least Half Saint. I did not expect the Ling Xiao Empire to hide so many experts.”

Mu Rong Ya snorted with pride at the rumors and said under her breath: “I am not his maid. I am his master.” If this were not such an important place, she would have stormed over to lecture the speaker.

Up on the high platform, three devil leaders suddenly shivered. Their auras turned unstable.

Zhao Wu Tian looked back at them and said: “Well? Do you believe me now?”

The three twitched like they had a secret they could not say. After a moment, the Heavenly Devil Venerable forced out his words and said: “The plan has changed. The auction must run as normal. We cannot activate the Array Arts yet.”

Zhao Wu Tian exploded, shouting: “You beasts!” He had warned them again and again, yet they still played games. This would ruin his great plan.

The Heavenly Devil Venerable raised a hand and said: “Do not panic. Go invite the Devil King now. There is still time.”