Chapter 2204 - 2202: Sang Qing’s Sect Leader Demeanor

Chapter 2204: Chapter 2202: Sang Qing’s Sect Leader Demeanor

Ye Tianchen has won!

He defeated the four strongest young talents of the Northern State Territory!

Ye Tianchen has become the number one strongman among the younger generation of the Northern State Territory. This title of number one was not easily earned. This was the most brutal battle he had ever fought. Ye Tianchen felt both mentally and physically exhausted, almost unable to support himself. All his physical strength and cultivation realm had been almost entirely depleted. For now, he was holding on by sheer willpower. Although outwardly he seemed uninjured, in reality, he had serious internal injuries. His internal organs had suffered severe damage, which would not heal in ten days or half a month; he needed to recuperate!

However, Ye Tianchen did not stop. He took Princess Zi Xuan with him and quickly headed in the direction where Sect Leader Sang Qing had departed. When they reached a deserted mountain range, they found Sang Qing. But it wasn’t just Sang Qing; he was inside a powerful formation with Elder Sanxu and the Northern Tyrant. According to Princess Zi Xuan, these three represented the strongest combat power of the Northern State Territory!

Princess Zi Xuan shouted towards the formation because she saw her master Sang Qing. However, Sang Qing seemed not to hear her at all, offering no response. Ye Tianchen approached the formation and used his divine thought to sense it. He then understood the nature of this formation: the people inside could see the people outside, and vice versa, but they couldn’t hear each other’s voices. The entire formation consisted of interlinked runes, and destroying it was almost impossible unless the connection points between the runes were found to slowly tear open an entry point.

"I’m really not as adept in rune skills and formations as those two lazy bastards. If they were here, they might have already broken this open. Fortunately, I’ve learned something basic, so perhaps I can do it too. It just requires more time." Ye Tianchen thought to himself.

Ye Tianchen stood in mid-air, touching the barrier of the rune formation with his right hand. Then he slowly closed his eyes, using his most powerful divine thought to sense, bit by bit, every corner of these rune formations. This was what the Little Zhu Yan and the God Beating Bowl had taught him. No matter how strong the runes and formations, there was always a way to break them. The key was whether you could find the method to do so. It tested a martial artist’s mastery of rune formations, their confidence in their judgment, and their intelligence.

Without experience in rune formations, it’s impossible to understand their principles or structure. Without exceptionally accurate intuition, it’s impossible to seize the opportunity to break it instantly. Without intelligence, you can’t see through the truths and falsehoods within some rune formations. Thus, one shouldn’t underestimate the power of rune formations. Throughout the calamities in the martial arts world, great formations have always steered the world!

At this time!

Inside the formation, Sang Qing sat cross-legged, exuding a special aura. It was the power of transformation, the magic law of heaven and earth forcing Sang Qing into transformation. However, she forcibly suppressed this transformative power, maintaining a balance between undergoing transformation and resisting it!

"Sang Qing, you’re about to sit in transformation. Instead of transforming quietly in the sect, you’ve called us here. For what purpose?" A small, slender elder with long whiskers glanced at Sang Qing and asked.

"It’s been a long time. Before I enter transformation, I wanted to see old friends once more." Sang Qing replied calmly.

"If you have something to say, just say it. I don’t want to waste time with someone about to die!" said a robust armored middle-aged man impatiently.

Bang!

Sang Qing glanced at the middle-aged man, and with a gentle wave of her right hand, a strong force came crashing down, directly shock killing toward the middle-aged man. Instantly, above the man’s head, it was like dark clouds had descended, enveloping the entire land. Not only was the palm force powerful, but there seemed to be a magic law binding this middle-aged man, making it difficult for him to escape!

"Sang Qing, do you really think the title Northern Tyrant was easily earned?"

Bang!

The middle-aged man, known as the Northern Tyrant, didn’t expect Sang Qing to strike at him so suddenly. He punched upwards, colliding with the palm. Though they seemed evenly matched, Sang Qing held the upper hand. Not only did she shatter the power of the Northern Tyrant’s punch, the residual force continued to fall, but the Northern Tyrant was strong enough to dodge aside!

"You want to kill me?" the Northern Tyrant coldly asked.

"I don’t want to kill you. I just want to tell you to respect your seniors. One should maintain awe. Although you’ve risen quickly, you could also fall swiftly!" Sang Qing coldly said, looking at the Northern Tyrant.

"Hmph, I, the Northern Tyrant, have never feared anything. If you want to fight, then let’s fight!" The Northern Tyrant scoffed, speaking forcibly.

"I don’t want a single fight with you but to drag you down to perish together. I am on the brink of transformation and cannot resist this trend. Dragging one person down with me in death is less lonely, don’t you agree?" Sang Qing coldly gazed at the Northern Tyrant, as if he dared to act arrogantly, she would attack!

"What... what do you really want? I don’t have time to waste with you here!" The Northern Tyrant hesitated, his tone slightly softened.

Sang Qing coldly glared at the Northern Tyrant without saying more, then turned her gaze to Elder Sanxu, speaking calmly, "Sanxu, you should know what I mean."

"Hehe, how could I know your intention unless you say it?" Elder Sanxu chuckled softly.

"Do you really need me to say it?" Sang Qing frowned and asked.

"You should say it. It’s always good to talk it out," Elder Sanxu replied with a smile.

Sang Qing frowned; she wanted to strike Elder Sanxu too. However, she understood well that Elder Sanxu was very strong, definitely not weaker than herself. This old man might be the strongest person in the Northern State Territory. If there were no absolute necessity, she didn’t want to anger this venerable elder!

"I only have one intention today. After I enter transformation, I hope you won’t harm the disciples of my Flying Flower Zen Temple!" Sang Qing said seriously.

"Hehe, that’s a big joke. You’re about to die and still want to control the affairs of this world. Do you think that’s possible?" The Northern Tyrant laughed disdainfully.

"After I’m transformed, I can’t control worldly affairs, but I’m not dead yet. If you two don’t agree, we’ll fight to the death!" Sang Qing declared resolutely.

"Would I, the Northern Tyrant, be afraid? You’re already at this stage; just transform peacefully and don’t worry about worldly matters after your death!" The Northern Tyrant responded with a cruel laugh.

Boom!

Suddenly, Sang Qing stood up, emitting a terrifying aura. It was evident that even the laws of this space were changing, seemingly altering according to Sang Qing’s aura. This made Elder Sanxu and the Northern Tyrant frown in disbelief at the immense aura she exuded!

"Sang Qing, there’s no need for this. Protecting your legacy doesn’t require such measures, and it might not yield good results," Elder Sanxu remarked.

"If there are no good results, then I can only fight until my last breath!" Sang Qing replied with unwavering determination.

"Why so persistent? The martial arts world evolves rapidly, and enduring legacies are rare. You should have seen this long ago," Elder Sanxu shook his head in inquiry.

"No, I can’t see it. This is the one thing I can’t understand. I demand you promise not to attack my legacy after I’m gone!" Sang Qing stood firm, unwavering.

"A joke. You’re dead, yet demand we not strike your legacy? Who do you think you are, placing yourself too highly?" The Northern Tyrant questioned disdainfully.

"I care not. If you don’t agree, then we will only fight. Kill me, and this issue is settled, never mentioned again. Otherwise, you must promise," Sang Qing said with killing intent in her eyes.

Elder Sanxu shook his head, seeming to wish to persuade Sang Qing away from her persistence. But Sang Qing was already emitting an overwhelming murderous aura, filling the entire formation. Even the void showed signs of fracturing, revealing that Sang Qing was ready to strike!

"Sang Qing, do you think forcing us like this will work? Even a full battle among us three remains uncertain. No need for such extremes. Besides, even if we promise not to act against your legacy after your transformation, can you trust us? Even if we don’t act, other powerful figures will. Preserving your Flying Flower Zen Temple is truly challenging!" Elder Sanxu advised.

"Exactly. Whether the legacy of Flying Flower Zen Temple can be preserved is beyond our say. It’s a trend. To ensure it survives, it needs future strong successors. In my view, the legacy of the Flying Flower Zen Temple is already doomed. The young talents Yu Jianzi, Zhao Tianqi, Dao Yu, and Bai Wuji already possess such power!" The Northern Tyrant added with frustration.