"What?"
Seeing the opponent casually wave his whisk, sending Qin Long and over forty others flying out, all grievously injured and spitting blood, Shen Lang's eyes widened.
Shen Lang stared fixedly at the newcomer, disbelief etched on his face. He asked, "Are you at the Heavenly Realm?"
"This seat has been in the Heavenly Realm for ten years."
The other party looked at Shen Lang with a benevolent smile. "I originally didn't intend to bother with juniors like you, but you have been far too presumptuous. I must discipline you."
"Heavenly Realm?"
Hearing the other party's words, Qin Long and the others widened their eyes. They knew the person residing in the wooden house was not simple, but they never imagined the opponent had entered the Heavenly Realm a decade ago.
The Heavenly Realm represented the highest cultivation in martial arts. Globally, the number of martial artists who could reach the Heavenly Realm was absolutely less than ten.
A Heavenly Realm expert was a terrifying being that should not exist in this world.
"Are you Shan Yuan?"
While Qin Long and the others were shocked, Shen Lang looked at the aged nun before him and smiled. "I heard my master mention you before. Seeing you today, you truly live up to your reputation."
"You can break through to the Earth Realm at the age of twenty-five, even nearing the mid-Earth Realm. Kid, you are a martial arts genius I have never seen in my life. You are more talented than all my disciples. I assume your master is also an extraordinary individual."
Shan Yuan looked at Shen Lang and smiled. "Report your master's name. I'll see if he is an old friend of mine. If so, I will spare your life. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to leave here alive today."
"You want to kill me?"
Hearing Shan Yuan's words, Shen Lang chuckled. "I admit the power of a Heavenly Realm expert is indeed beyond my imagination. But I must tell you the truth, you cannot kill me. You might even be killed by me."
"Shan Yuan, I don't wish to be your enemy. I am here today to find Qi Ding Jiang. As long as you do not interfere, I will not offend you."
Saying this, Shen Lang's gaze turned cold. "If you intend to protect him, then I will have to fight you."
"What?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Miao Shan was greatly alarmed. "Shen Lang, you wish to fight my master? Are you seeking death?"
"Hahaha, Shen Lang, you are truly ignorant."
After Miao Shan finished speaking, Qi Ding Jiang burst into laughter. "Master Shan Yuan is in the Heavenly Realm, and you are merely in the Earth Realm. The gap between you is like the distance between heaven and earth. To seek a fight with Master, this is not how you find death."
"Shen Lang, if you are wise, I advise you to kneel and apologize to Master Shan Yuan now. Master's Buddhist teachings are compassionate, perhaps he will spare your miserable life."
Qi Ding Jiang's words were clearly intended to provoke Shen Lang, and indeed, Shen Lang was provoked. He looked at Qi Ding Jiang and coldly stated, "Qi Ding Jiang, bark all you want. Once I'm done with Miao Shan, I'll deal with you."
"Brother Shen, don't be reckless."
After Shen Lang spoke, Qin Long, enduring his severe pain, came to Shen Lang's side and said, "Master Shan Yuan is a Heavenly Realm expert. You have no chance of winning. Let's leave first and discuss it later."
"Don't worry, Brother Qin Long, I will not lose."
Shen Lang patted Qin Long's shoulder and smiled. "Earth Realm versus Heavenly Realm, it seems I'm destined to lose. But I am confident that I will be the one to win."
With that, Shen Lang raised the wooden Han sword in his hand, its tip pointed directly at Miao Shan. "Answer my question just now: do you absolutely have to interfere in the matter between me and Qi Ding Jiang?"
"Shen Lang, Young Master Qi is my guest. With me here, you will not touch him."
"Furthermore, you brought people to storm into Washing Heart Cliff, disturbing my cultivation, and you even gravely injured four of my disciples. I have already decided that even if your master were my old friend, you will not leave here alive today."
Shan Yuan looked at Shen Lang, her face regaining its deathly calm. "Seeing as you are a junior, I will allow you three moves. After three moves, I will take your life."
"Heh..."
Hearing Shan Yuan's words, Shen Lang let out a loud laugh. "If that's the case, then thank you, Master."
As he spoke, Shen Lang's eyes turned cold, and he thrust his sword towards Shan Yuan.
This sword strike was swift as lightning.
This sword strike pierced the void.
This sword strike made the air oppressively tense.
It was a sword strike devoid of any pretense, yet it was suffocating.
Seeing Shen Lang's raised sword strike, Qin Long's eyes widened. He recognized it. It was his sword technique.
This move was called the Sword Breaking Art, taught to him by a sword master through a fortunate encounter.
At this moment, Shen Lang's aura was more terrifying than ever before.
A sword coming from the west, who in the world could block it?
With a long sword in hand, who in the world was his match?
Qin Long discovered that the gap between him and Shen Lang using the same sword technique was truly vast.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang's wooden sword had reached Shan Yuan's throat. At this very moment, Shen Lang found he could not thrust it forward another inch.
Because Shan Yuan's whisk had tightly coiled around his Han sword, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move it an inch.
"Hahaha, as expected of a Heavenly Realm expert, your cultivation is truly terrifying. Take this punch."
After being unable to budge the Han sword at all, Shen Lang immediately released it and then threw a punch straight towards Shan Yuan's face.
Shen Lang's move caught everyone completely by surprise, stunning them.
Not only were others taken aback, but Shan Yuan herself was also shocked.
Shan Yuan hadn't expected Shen Lang to abandon his Han sword so readily and switch to a bare-fisted attack. This made her regard Shen Lang with even greater respect.
This kid not only possessed martial cultivation far superior to his peers, but his intelligence also far surpassed them. He was unburdened and acted freely. This state of mind was something many could not achieve in a lifetime.
However, facing Shen Lang's incoming punch, Shan Yuan did not show much fear. She raised her fist to meet it.
In the next second, Shan Yuan's fist and Shen Lang's fist collided heavily. However, the outcome was beyond everyone's expectations.
Shan Yuan's punch did not send Shen Lang flying back. Instead, Shen Lang used the force to circle behind Shan Yuan and then grabbed Qi Ding Jiang, who had been spectating from behind, his hands tightly gripping Qi Ding Jiang's throat.
"This..."
Seeing this scene, everyone present was dumbfounded.