Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1187 - 1185: Now That You’ve Come Up the Mountain, Leaving Won’t Be So Easy
All the clan leaders were taken aback!
A chill ran down their spines, and they were horrified!
The meaning behind Dongmen Buju's words was to annihilate the clan!
"You don't think you can hurt my Nuo'er and get away with it, do you?" Dongmen Buju sneered, a hint of malice on his face.
"Does Clan Leader Dongmen think that after that beast killed my father, he can escape unscathed?" Mo Ningxiang was fearless, unhurried.
"Presumptuous!"
"I think the presumptuous one is you."
"Don't be so full of yourself. I'll use the lives of the entire Xuan Clan to make you realize that touching my Nuo'er was the biggest mistake of your life!"
"Then you must also understand, since I dare to come up here, I'm not afraid of you at all."
Dongmen Buju's eyes widened, not expecting Mo Ningxiang's retorts to be so sharp, completely unaffected by his threats and intimidation.
He even wanted to threaten him back.
Extremely arrogant.
The two exchanged words back and forth, though no physical action took place, the atmosphere was tense, reaching a critical point, pressing on everyone until they could hardly breathe, their hearts uneasy.
Just as the numerous clan leaders thought Dongmen Buju would make a move.
Suddenly!
A figure silently darted up the mountain path, startling everyone.
"Clan Leader."
The figure stood respectfully before Dongmen Buju, clasping both hands in salute, slightly bending his body, his face icy.
The newcomer was Dongmen Buju's attendant, Ling Wudeng.
Ling Wudeng's cultivation realm was not weak.
Even comparable to several clan leaders present, his power was formidable.
He was one of the main contributors to Dongmen Buju's dominance over the Sumeru Continent, with notable achievements spreading his fame far and wide.
Upon hearing of his name, other clans would scurry in fright, shocked and terrified.
Ling Wudeng singlehandedly slaughtered more than 100,000 people of the Hong Clan; this was his handiwork.
Therefore,
Upon seeing clearly who the newcomer was, Hong Chuyuan's heart sank, eyes filled with hatred, but he couldn't help but avert his gaze.
This was a memory full of pain, penetrating deep into the bones, becoming a permanent scar for the Hong Clan.
Ling Wudeng didn't even glance at the clan leaders as if the other eleven people didn't exist at all.
His eyes were solely on Dongmen Buju.
"How did it go? Was it settled?"
"It's settled," Ling Wudeng replied.
Dongmen Buju nodded with satisfaction, a confident and smug smile on his face.
Ling Wudeng withdrew his hands, walked straight to Dongmen Buju's side, standing majestically like a pine, his fierce, brutal eyes scanning the surroundings, finally resting on Mo Ningxiang.
What's going on?!
Ling Wudeng was just a follower of Dongmen Buju; what right did he have to participate in the clan leaders' assembly?
What does his standing next to Dongmen Buju mean?
This immediately aroused the displeasure of the clan leaders.
"Clan Leader Dongmen, what is the meaning of this?" Hong Chuyuan was the first to jump out, pointing at Ling Wudeng and questioning.
Dongmen Buju raised his eyebrows, shrugged, and said, "What do you mean? I don't quite understand Clan Leader Hong's words."
"Can he also attend the clan leaders' assembly?! He's not the clan leader of any clan," Hong Chuyuan said through gritted teeth, eyes fixed intently on Ling Wudeng.
"Oh, you're talking about Wudeng. It's not a problem; I permitted him to be here."
"Please understand, Clan Leader Dongmen, this is a clan leaders' assembly; not just anyone can participate. Since he's not a clan leader, he doesn't qualify to be here," Hong Chuyuan said aggressively.
"Doesn't he know his position? Hmph."
Ling Wudeng remained expressionless, like a cold-faced assassin, completely indifferent to others' judgments, only obeying the clan leader's orders.
"Clan Leader Hong, there's no need to say things to hurt others, is there? Could it be you're still holding a grudge over him slaughtering over 100,000 of your clan members back then? Hahaha, be generous. Let the past unpleasantness fade away."
Dongmen Buju laughed heartily, not taking Hong Chuyuan's words seriously at all.
However, Hong Chuyuan was unwilling to accept this situation. Being in the same place with Ling Wudeng was already difficult for him, and now allowing Ling Wudeng to attend the meeting seemed to place him on equal footing?!
This is absolutely unacceptable!
"Clan Leader Dongmen, I hope you reconsider this person's qualification. Don't embarrass the clan leaders by comparing a mere ant with them; it's inappropriate.
"Ant?" Dongmen Buju's smile froze on his face, a glint of coldness appearing in his eyes. "If Ling Wudeng is an ant in your eyes, then in my eyes, you are all insignificant ants. Sitting with you lowers my status, doesn't it?"
With these words, an uproar ensued.
The clan leaders were in an uproar.
"Clan Leader Dongmen! What do you mean by that?!" Hong Chuyuan was furious, his requests repeatedly rejected; he was humiliated, his dignity shattered.
"I mean you talk too much! As an ant, I think you should kneel!"
Boom!
A deafening noise suddenly echoed in the clear, cloudless sky.
Suddenly!
A mass of black fog emerged from behind Dongmen Buju, covering the sky and moon, surging toward Hong Chuyuan.
Hong Chuyuan was startled, retreating two quick steps, intending to resist.
But the black fog's speed was too fast!
A split second!
It engulfed Hong Chuyuan, swallowing him in the black mist.
Immediately after.
The mass of black fog soared high, straight into the clouds. But Hong Chuyuan's original standing spot was now empty.
Everyone gasped, looking in the direction of the rising black fog.
The black fog shot to its highest point, then suddenly plummeted!
In an instant.
The black fog crashed onto the ground, dispersing immediately, and the ground revealed a human figure.
Hong Chuyuan was kneeling on the ground!
His head was bleeding, his body bruised and battered, eyes hollow, face detached.
Like a soulless being, a walking corpse kneeling on the ground, arms limp, head tilted, the whole body like a pile of mud.
The clan leaders were stricken with terror, faces pale!
Nobody expected.
Dongmen Buju would attack Hong Chuyuan for Ling Wudeng!
Assaulting a clan leader was undoubtedly a declaration of war on this ancient clan!
Moreover,
Subjugating Hong Chuyuan in a fraction of a breath, the power was truly terrifying.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Amid everyone's shock.
Suddenly, Hong Chuyuan's chest began to burst, blood and flesh flying, a torrent of blood spewed from his mouth, a gory sight, unbearable to watch.
He lay on the ground like a dead dog, motionless, staring at the sky.
The clan leaders swallowed hard.
"Clan Leader Dongmen, what... what are you doing?"
"Why attack Clan Leader Hong for no reason? Do you mean this as a declaration of war?"
"This is unacceptable. Today's clan leaders' assembly can't continue; it should be postponed to another day."
Many clan leaders stood up, protesting Dongmen Buju's actions, even starting to leave, preparing to descend the mountain.
Unexpectedly.
Dongmen Buju burst into wild laughter.
The laughter was sinister and terrifying, stirring the deepest fears in everyone's hearts.
"You want to leave?"
"Now that you've come up, leaving isn't so easy."
Everyone was stunned, looking toward the only path.
Ling Wudeng had already blocked the only exit, wielding a long sword menacingly.
