After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

When the village head and a group of villagers saw Sun Wenlong's handsome face, they instinctively trembled.

Sun Wenlong may appear gentle, but he is actually as vicious as a snake.

However, he is a powerful figure who overshadows everyone, so everyone lives cautiously and dares not do anything out of line. Today, Zhao Lingxiao is in trouble, and we hope that a benefactor will protect him and Sanya.

"Zhao Ergou, do you know your crime?"

Sun Wenlong waved his folding fan, his expression indifferent.

Sanya quickly ran to Zhao Lingxiao's side and said bravely, "They killed people first, Lingxiao was just acting in self-defense!"

"Self-defense? That sounds interesting, but unfortunately, I'm the one who calls the shots at Mirror Lake."

“You worthless wretches, if you don’t beat them for a day, they’ll climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles. Young Master Sun is your master. If a servant kills another servant, he’ll skin him alive and stuff him with straw.” One of the young masters said with great enthusiasm.

Gudong!

Zhao Shi pulled Zhao Dagou down to kneel down. "Young Master Sun, my child didn't mean it. You can ask everyone. It was the Li family who started it."

"Is it?"

Sun Wenlong scanned the villagers present, and with just one glance, no one, including the village head, dared to raise their heads.

Nobody's stupid. Sun Wenlong is deliberately targeting Zhao Lingxiao and Sanya; whoever speaks will die.

Seeing that no one stepped forward, Sun Wenlong was quite satisfied. He looked Zhao Lingxiao and Sanya up and down and said with a wicked smile, "Boy, you have good talent. I'll give you a chance. The boy will come with me, and the girl will be sent to the flower room for training."

"Mother, elder brother, get up quickly."

Zhao Lingxiao grabbed his mother and elder brother who were kneeling on the ground and pulled them up. He was a disciple of the Holy Emperor, and how could the family members of a disciple of the Holy Emperor kneel down and beg for mercy!

Sanya glared at Sun Wenlong, "You're quite good-looking, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable!"

"Actually, there's something even more despicable. Once you're in the flower room, I'll show you what true despicableness is."

"Shameless!"

Sanya cursed under her breath, secretly asking Zhao Lingxiao, "Can you beat him?"

Zhao Lingxiao shook his head and said, "I can't beat him. I'm a beginner in cultivation and haven't even reached the ninth rank of martial artist yet. This Sun Wenlong is said to be a great genius of the Cloud-Piercing Realm, and the people around him are all Martial Emperors or Martial Kings."

What is the Cloud-Supporting Realm?

Sanya didn't understand the divisions of cultivation, after all, the original owner was a quiet person who didn't know anything.

Hearing their conversation, Sun Wenlong and the other young masters burst into laughter. "Let me tell you what the Grand Venerable of the Cloud-Piercing Realm is. This kid hasn't even reached the Perfection of Martial Artist level. Above him are Martial Master, Martial Grandmaster, Martial King, Martial Emperor, and Martial Venerable. The Cloud-Piercing Realm is the Grand Venerable above the Martial Venerable. How about that? Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Upon hearing this, Sanya was struck dumb, her face turning deathly pale.

She never expected that the difference in strength between the two sides was so great, spanning a full six major realms. How was she supposed to fight like this?

Ordinary missiles wouldn't be able to kill it, right? Unless you use a nuclear bomb!

At this moment, the villagers also learned the detailed division of power, and they all looked at Zhao Lingxiao and Sanyan with sympathy in their eyes.

If nothing unexpected happens, these two children are doomed. Even a benefactor couldn't protect them, otherwise the benefactor would have appeared long ago.

"Alright, I'm not going to waste any more time with you. Either leave or die."

Sun Wenlong stepped forward, his aura of a great venerable being spreading out, and the wind and clouds changed instantly. The surging pressure caused all the people present to kneel on the ground. Zhao Lingxiao and Sanya also seemed to be weighed down by a thousand-pound burden, and their leg bones almost cracked.

Sanya was internally screaming, "Damn it, what kind of garbage world is this! I just want to farm, make money, and live a good life, is that so hard!"

As she was thinking this, the terrifying oppressive aura of the Great Venerable vanished, followed by a mocking laugh, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a good show."

With a whoosh, Chen Futu descended into the arena and stood in front of everyone.

"Master!"

"It's that important person!"

The crowd gasped in surprise and disbelief, and Sanya's previously despairing eyes suddenly lit up.

"Heh, who do we have here? It's Young Master Qin." Sun Wenlong's face was gloomy. "Young Master Qin, are you planning to meddle in the affairs of my Mirror Heart Lake?"

"It's time for Mirror Lake to have a new owner."

"What did you say!"

“I said, you can all go die now.”

Chen Futu took a sip of wine, stepped forward, and was immediately struck by the overwhelming pressure of the Holy Dao.

With a whoosh, Sun Wenlong and the others screamed and knelt on the ground. The ground cracked from their knees, their bones creaked, and their blood vapors surged and burned violently.

"A saint! A saint! He is a saint!"

"Holy Lord, spare my life!"

Several young masters couldn't withstand the oppressive force and exploded into a bloody mist.

This scene left Zhao Lingxiao, Sanya, and the others completely dumbfounded.

That's incredible!

The Great Venerable is as fragile as a mayfly before the Sage; their power is on a completely different level. The Sage's power is a transcendent law, enough to crush any living being who has not comprehended the law.

"You surnamed Qin, how dare you kill me, my master Du Shanque!"

Sun Wenlong felt his eight extraordinary meridians being crushed by the terrifying holy laws. He could no longer maintain his noble expression, his mouth full of blood, and he roared hysterically.

"Heh, how ugly you are. You treat others like ants. In my eyes, how are you any different from them? But since your master has been mentioned, let her come. I'll take care of her too. Today, let's give Mirror Lake a new owner."

Chen Futu did not step forward again, but instead gave Sun Wenlong a chance.

The latter, trembling, pulled out a jade talisman and crushed it with all his might, wailing, "Master, help me!"

As soon as the words fell, the heavens and earth roared, and the aura of ancient saints suppressed the village. Then, the figure of the middle-aged woman flashed in, and she was filled with the surging aura of the ancient saint's domain, which was extremely transcendent.

"I am the Holy Du Shanque, who dares to bully my disciple!"

The woman arrived and asked questions with an air of arrogance.

Overjoyed, Sun Wenlong, disregarding his injuries, angrily pointed at Chen Futu, "Master, it was he who arrogantly claimed he wanted to change the master of Mirror Heart Lake!"

"Oh? At such a young age, he's already a martial arts master. He's truly a prodigy."

Du Shanque clicked her tongue in amazement.

One sentence sent a chill down Sun Wenlong's spine: "Great...Great Sage?"

Sanya covered her mouth. She had just heard Zhao Lingxiao explain the division of cultivation levels in the Holy Path. The Great Saint was the strongest among those below the Ancient Saint in the Holy Path.

She was shocked by Chen Futu's cultivation level, but could a great sage stop an ancient sage?

Zhao Lingxiao whispered, "Don't worry, Master will handle them with ease."

"Zun Du Fake Du?"

Sanya didn't understand, and muttered to herself, "Could this Mr. Qin be the protagonist of those anime, an unparalleled genius who can fight across borders and suppress all enemies of time?"

Chen Futu heard these thoughts and couldn't help but smile. He then said to Du Shanque, "How dare a mere ancient saint speak so arrogantly? Kneel down."

Boom!

The aura of a quasi-emperor suddenly descended and locked onto Du Shanque. Caught off guard, the latter was forced to kneel down with her bones and flesh cracking. Looking up at the sky, the wind and clouds swirled, and demonic thunder roared.

"A Quasi-Emperor level expert!"

The magpie screamed in alarm.

His shout nearly scared the people present out of their wits. Even ordinary people knew what a quasi-emperor meant: it was a god!

A peerless power capable of burning mountains and boiling seas in the blink of an eye!