Chapter 108: The Plan Changes, Quickly Summon the Devil King!
After hearing this, everyone around was momentarily stunned, then they couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
They thought that Zhou Tong was overly presumptuous.
“Did I hear wrong? A guest senior from a mundane Empire actually dares to threaten the young master of the Qiankun Sect. He probably doesn’t even know the meaning of the word ‘death’!”
“This is normal. Isn’t there a saying? Frogs at the bottom of a well, unaware of the greatness of the Milky Way!”
“Hmph… In the mundane Empire, he might be able to dominate, but in the eyes of a cultivator, he isn’t even worth an ant!”
Everyone crossed their arms, ready to watch the show.
They believed that soon, the young master of the Qiankun Sect would teach the arrogant fool a lesson about cruelty.
Among the crowd, only You Yelan shook her head, her face filled with pity.
She had heard of the Qiankun Sect, which was considered one of the first-rate sects.
Its Sect Leader had even reached the peak of the Cycle Realm, only one step away from becoming a Semi-Sage, leading the entire sect to the top tier.
This “yellow-haired young master” was the late son of the Sect Leader, and normally was given everything he desired.
His guards all possessed Life-Death Realm strength and were considered outstanding cultivators at that level.
With such favoring, this young master had become uncontrollable, usually not regarding anyone.
But today, he had truly made a grave mistake. Even if he begged on his knees, he would more or less die. Even if his father came to beg for clemency, the young master would still have to kneel down on the spot.
“You… intend to kill me?”
The young master’s features contorted, revealing a bizarre smile, and then he burst into loud laughter, as if he’d heard the funniest joke.
“Hahaha! I, the young master, haven’t heard wrong, have I? You call yourself a guest senior and really think of yourself as someone important? It seems this world is indeed in dire need of everything except fools who are eager to die!”
With a clap of his hand, five guards stepped forward, exuding their auras. They were all Life-Death Realm experts, each with extraordinary might.
“Trash… if you have any courage, repeat what you just said!”
The young master placed his hand next to his ear, feigning a listening posture, his attitude utterly disrespectful, clearly intent on thoroughly humiliating Zhou Tong.
The faces of the onlookers showed even more mockery, some even predicting that Zhou Tong would fall to his knees within the span of ten breaths.
“Alas!”
Zhou Tong sighed, closing his eyes.
“What? Frightened? Can’t bear to face the truth?”
His opponent grew even more emboldened, proudly declaring, “In front of me, you’re best off keeping your tail between your legs!”
As he spoke, he extended a hand to flick Zhou Tong’s face.
Suddenly, Zhou Tong’s eyes snapped open.
His eyes were like they contained the universe, splendid and endless, with star rivers shining brightly and fading intermittently, boundless in depth.
For a moment, everyone around fell into a trance, lost in illusions, unable to break free.
When the wind stirred slightly, some people regained consciousness, realizing they were drenched in cold sweat.
“This is… spiritual fluctuation!”
The ones who understood the situation were utterly terrified—how many people could simultaneously lose focus? What realm could this possibly be?
“Ahhhhhh!”
Suddenly, a piercing, agonized scream broke out. The crowd turned toward the source of the sound only to see the yellow-haired young master already sprawling on the ground, writhing in pain, clutching his head.
“Beast, what have you done? I command you to stop… Aaaahhhhhh!!”
He didn’t finish his sentence, as fear washed over his face when he clearly felt the limits of his life—death was approaching swiftly.
“Spare my life….”
The moment those words left his mouth, there was a loud ‘bang,’ and his head exploded, blood and brain matter spewing out, marking the end of his life.
Dead!
The esteemed young master of the Qiankun Sect, someone of such distinguished status who no one dared to provoke, had died so utterly pitifully.
Beside them, You Yelan trembled. Zhou Tong had killed a Heaven-Cutting Realm cultivator using pure Spiritual Power alone.
Recalling her own previous encounter, it seemed Zhou Tong had spared her.
The surrounding area was deathly silent. The ones who had mocked beforehand grew pale, wishing to hide in the crowd forever.
They had seen people killing others in public before, some even ruthless killers by nature, where a single life meant even less than grass. But after witnessing Zhou Tong’s power, everyone was chilled to the bone.
A flick of his eyes, and he decided someone’s life and death.
This was no longer merely the suppression of one person over another—it was akin to the gods wiping out lowly ants.
That indifferent, unconcerned expression was like a nightmare, imprinted on everyone’s mind.
“Dare to kill our young master, are you asking for death?”
The five Life-Death Realm experts snapped out of their initial shock, anger and hatred blazing in their hearts. Without protecting the young master, their certain death awaited upon their return.
Without hesitation, they charged madly toward Zhou Tong, ready to unleash their combat tactics.
“Annoying!”
Zhou Tong unleashed an even more terrifying spiritual force, not merely targeting the five in front of him but covering all the cultivators present.
“Boom!!”
Everyone trembled, exposing a look of extreme horror.
This level of spiritual force… was at least at the Sage level!
This was an indiscriminate spiritual intimidation. Fortunately, this impact was focused on creating an aura of dominance rather than death, otherwise, many present wouldn’t have escaped unscathed.
Yet they didn’t know that at Zhou Tong’s current level, it was far from enough to kill all these people at once; this intimidating display was merely for show.
The five Life-Death Realm cultivators stood rooted to the spot like statues. What had they done? How could they dare to challenge a Sage? They were truly tired of living!
“Kill them. Such beasts aiding the wicked have no reason to live.”
Zhou Tong turned around and walked into the auction house, and no one dared to stop him anymore.
Mu Ran Ya nodded, waving her hand, instantaneously killing all five.
When a true Sage acted, it was clean and precise.
“How terrifying, is this woman his maid? Even she is so powerful, at least reaching the Semi-Sage level. I never imagined the Soaring Empire was so full of hidden talents!”
“Hmph!”
Hearing the crowd’s murmurs, Mu Ran Ya coldly sniffed, pridefully responding, “I am not his maid. I am, in fact, his Master.”
Had this not been an important occasion, she would have already rushed forward to discipline the speakers.
On the high platform, the three Demon Lords suddenly trembled, their auras becoming extremely unstable.
“What’s wrong? Now you finally believe me, right?”
Zhao Wutian turned back and discovered the three had twitching faces, as if they had some deep, unspoken troubles.
“The plan changes. The auction must proceed as usual. We cannot immediately activate the formation right now!”
After a brief pause, Tuntian Demon Sovereign said with a strained tone.
“You bastards!!”
Zhao Wutian exploded, thoroughly losing his temper. After so many repeated warnings, he never imagined that these individuals would act against orders, jeopardizing his major plan.
“Calm down, it’s not too late to call the Devil King now!”
