Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1195 - 1193: They’re All Madmen, I Can’t Control Them Either

"All of you better behave yourselves!"

At the foot of Changliu Mountain.

A wild, arrogant roar shook the heavens and the earth.

A soldier-like figure, with a savage expression and gritted teeth, pointed a long sword at a row of people on the ground.

The sword's edge swept across each person's neck; a slight movement forward would pierce their throats.

A chilling sensation crept in, making one's scalp tingle.

The row squatting on the ground were the followers of various Clan Leaders.

These people were not killed, merely severed from their Divine Sense, unable to contact the Clan Leaders atop the mountain.

Dongmen Buju wasn't a fool.

If he truly killed everyone's followers, wouldn't it mean declaring war against everyone?

Although the power of the Heavenly Clan was extraordinary, facing the other eleven Ancient Clans simultaneously was no easy feat.

Yet, he needed to intimidate the Clan Leaders and gain rightful support in the matter of executing the Xuan Clan Leader.

To have Ling Wudeng replace Mo Ningxiang as the Xuan Clan Leader.

Then.

Kill all the Mo Family!

This matter required dragging the other Clan Leaders down with him; otherwise, it would be easily criticized and repeatedly mentioned, passed down through the ages.

Once all the Clan Leaders agreed to his decision, there would be no need for concealment.

A wrongdoing, once everyone participates, gains legitimacy, and the Clan Leaders would naturally hold their tongues.

No one would publicly announce their misdeeds.

However, Dongmen Buju did not expect Tuo YHong and Hong Chuyuan to step forward, willingly becoming examples to the others.

It was exactly what he wanted.

"Nobody move! Do you hear me?"

The sword-wielding man named Tian Ming was Ling Wudeng's subordinate, one of the four top fighters led by Ling Wudeng along with Tian Ci, Tian Lu, and Tian Cheng.

They often handled tasks assigned by Dongmen Buju on behalf of Ling Wudeng.

In the mighty Heavenly Clan, standing out was extremely difficult. Although there was a gap compared to Dongmen Nu, he was still a distinguished figure among the younger generation of the Heavenly Clan.

"Damn it!"

Tian Cheng suddenly rushed out and punched a follower in the face without a word.

The follower was merely uncomfortable squatting and wanted to change position.

Unexpectedly, he was hurled away with a punch, rolling out along the ground, immediately coughing up blood, his body covered in wounds.

"Tsk, tsk, Tian Cheng, you really have no mercy."

Tian Ming watched the figure rolling dozens of meters away and coldly chuckled.

"He moved."

"Did you see that? When you're told not to move, then don't move. My brother is a man of his word and won't hesitate to strike when necessary. You better think it over."

No sooner had the words fallen.

Ah—

A scream pierced the air, chilling to the bone.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, their backs going cold.

They saw Tian Ci holding a longsword, the blade already pierced through a follower's body, blood spraying and splattering the ground, an extremely bloody and brutal scene.

Swish!

Tian Ci's lips twitched, raising his hand with a sinister smile!

The long sword tore through flesh, slashing out from the opponent's shoulder, instantly causing skin and flesh to hang loosely, with blood spurting out like a fountain from the severed arm.

The man's face turned pale, his mouth agape, unable to make a sound before collapsing forward unconscious.

"Tian Ci, what's going on? Didn't we agree not to kill or shed blood? Why can't anyone control themselves, and what about him?"

"Nothing, just didn't like him," Tian Ci said nonchalantly, flicking the blood off the sword.

"Damn it..."

Tian Ming shook his head helplessly, looking at the shocked followers and shrugging shoulders.

"I can't do anything about it. They're all madmen, and I can't control them. It's better to stay quiet here. Losing your life here would be unfortunate."

The followers turned pale, their hearts flustered, looking down, not daring to meet the eyes of the few.

Fearful that even a word, appearance, or glance could lead to deadly consequences.

Survival was paramount, and these were people of the Heavenly Clan, formidable, certainly not to be trifled with.

Even if they survived, they'd have no chance for revenge.

They could only swallow their anger, a bitterness only they knew.

Silence like a chicken.

Not a peep.

"That's right, keep your heads down and stay quiet. Once things up top are resolved, you'll naturally be released, so don't go looking for trouble during this time."

Tian Ming spoke cheerfully.

In his eyes, these followers were just a heap of trash.

Though some had higher Cultivation Realms, it made no difference to him.

The reason was simple.

Because he was part of the Heavenly Clan.

His Cultivation Realm might not be impressive, but with the great backing of the Heavenly Clan, who would dare oppose him?

To put it crassly, even if he killed all these followers today, the Ancient Clans wouldn't dare make a fuss.

"What? You don't like me?"

The usually silent Tian Lu spoke, looking at a follower glaring at him fiercely. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

At that,

Tian Ming, Tian Cheng, and Tian Ci immediately approached, standing by Tian Lu.

The four surrounded a single follower, an intimidating stance.

"What are you? Just some trash at the Ninth Layer of the Dao Breaking Realm, daring to speak to me like this, even daring to bind me! Do you know who I am? Have the guts to untie me, let's have a fair fight!"

The speaker was Jie Yuan, a follower of Zhongli Kun.

This person was Zhongli Kun's most trusted subordinate, with a Cultivation Realm of Lower Heavenly Venerate Fifth Layer, surpassed only by Ling Wudeng among the followers.

Therefore.

Being ambushed by four lower-Cultivation Realm filth, tied up, was a total disgrace.

And they were only Ninth Layer of the Dao Breaking Realm trash.

"A fly, buzzing away, have the guts to face me directly!"

"A fly? Hahaha! He called us flies!"

Tian Ming laughed out loud, his laughter giving cause for goosebumps.

Tian Cheng and Tian Ci didn't say anything, but their expressions were viciously wild, as if ready to tear Jie Yuan apart.

One clenched his fist, the other drew his sword, just as they were about to act.

Suddenly.

Tian Lu reached out, patting the shoulders of the two to stop them.

"Brothers, remain calm. Don't let one comment make you lose your temper; you must cultivate yourself."

"Bah! You trash talk about cultivation? The Heavenly Clan is nothing but a den of thieves and traitors, destined to be cursed through the ages." Jie Yuan, unable to move, could only vent with words, cursing the four harshly.

Tian Ming, Tian Cheng, and Tian Ci's faces had turned extremely awkward, their complexion a mix of green and purple, their expressions grimly silent.

But Tian Lu was smiling, with a friendly demeanor.

"Since entirely Jie subordinate wants a fair fight with us, it coincides with my thoughts; truly a meeting of minds."

Jie Yuan was stunned, not expecting Tian Lu to agree!

Once released, four Ninth Layer Dao Breaking Realm opponents would be easy to deal with, even if there were ten.

"Fine! Untie me, and you'll all be picking up your teeth from the ground."

Jie Yuan suddenly leapt up, glaring at Tian Lu.

Tian Lu calmly received Jie Yuan's furious gaze, not hinting at retaliation, his face still bearing a gentle smile.

"Here, let me help you."

Tian Lu's tone was quite courteous, the other three did not stop him, instead watching with interest, their eyes carrying unchained mischief.

The rest of the followers were taken aback, feeling something was off, but unable to articulate it.