"Master..."
"Grandmaster..."
Seeing Shanyuan fall into Shen Lang's trap and spit out a mouthful of blood, Miaoshan and Miaoyin's expressions changed drastically, and they cried out in concern.
Qi Dingjiang seemed to have lost his soul, and followed with an incredulous cry.
No one expected Shen Lang to suddenly attack at the very moment he was about to kneel, nor did anyone expect him to use hidden weapons. How could two golden needles, as fine as hair, manage to severely injure a Celestial Realm expert?
At this moment, Miaoshan, Miaoyin, and the others wished they could tear Shen Lang to pieces, dismember his corpse.
Of course, that would be if they could defeat Shen Lang.
"Brother Shen, you're awesome."
Compared to Miaoshan's grim face, Qin Long and Xiong Zi shouted excitedly without any reservation.
They had only known Shen Lang's terrifying strength before, but at this moment, they realized just how terrifying he was.
With just two hair-thin golden needles, he could severely injure a Celestial Realm expert. In this world, besides Shen Lang, no one else could do it.
"Kid, I have to admit, you are the strongest among the younger generation I have ever seen."
"Insidious and cruel, meticulous in thought, exceptionally talented, you surpass almost everyone in the younger generation in every aspect, and even surpass many elders."
"Shen Lang, if a person like you continues to live, it will be a great disaster for this world. Therefore, I will not let you live today."
The two golden needles pierced Shanyuan's chest, hitting her vital organs, causing her internal organs to feel like they had been struck by lightning. However, she still forcefully endured the excruciating pain, pulled out the two needles, and threw them on the ground. Then, she said to Shen Lang with a fierce look.
Everyone could feel the suppressed rage radiating from Shanyuan as she spoke, a rage on the verge of erupting, comparable to a volcanic eruption.
"Whoosh—"
Facing the impending fury of Shanyuan, Shen Lang showed no fear on his face. No, not even a trace of it.
Shen Lang calmly raised his right hand and recalled the golden needles from the ground to himself. He said to Shanyuan, "I must admit, I underestimated monsters like you in the Celestial Realm. I thought those two golden needles would be enough to take your life. I didn't expect you to react at the critical moment and deliberately shifted your body, preventing the needles from piercing your heart."
"Celestial Realm experts, indeed, are monsters that shouldn't exist in this world. With you around, the martial arts of this world have lost their balance."
"But it's okay. When I become a Celestial Realm expert in the future, I will deal with all of you old monsters one by one."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Shanyuan sneered and said, "Shen Lang, you will become the most terrifying person in this world if you grow up, but this seat will not give you the chance to continue growing. Today, I will kill you here."
Shen Lang's breakthrough to the Earth Realm at the age of twenty-five, and his current cultivation nearing the middle stage of the Earth Realm, was something Shanyuan had never seen, nor even heard of. Such a prodigy was a once-in-a-millennium occurrence, and his future achievements were immeasurable.
If this brat was not eliminated today, he would undoubtedly become a menace in the future.
Shanyuan's desire to kill Shen Lang was not just because of Shen Lang's offense today, but also to ensure that the Qi family would have one less opponent in the future.
Shanyuan was from the Qi family. The patriarch of the Qi family was Shanyuan's elder brother.
However, Shanyuan had left home in her teens to pursue martial arts, so few in the Qi family knew of her relationship with them.
Shanyuan had already heard from Qi Dingjiang about the grievances between Shen Lang and the Qi family. They were essentially mortal enemies. Therefore, today, Shanyuan intended to kill this brat Shen Lang here, so that the Qi family would have one less opponent in the future.
Saying this, Shanyuan gripped the handle of her whisk and swung it lightly. Under her terrifying internal energy, the whisk transformed into the shape of a sword.
Shanyuan wasted no more words. She raised her sword and thrust it towards Shen Lang.
A single sword strike from a furious Celestial Realm expert made all living beings within three hundred meters feel suffocated. Yes, suffocated.
Everyone felt their breathing quicken, their faces turn pale, and they wanted to flee, but they felt rooted to the spot, unable to move.
"Is this the power of a Celestial Realm expert's enraged sword?"
Qin Long and the others stared intently, their pupils dilated, and they couldn't help but worry for Shen Lang.
They knew Shen Lang was powerful, but facing such a Celestial Realm monster, they were still concerned.
After all, the world knew only fragments of information about Celestial Realm experts. How terrifying they truly were, no one knew.
Because, apart from the Celestial Realm experts themselves, most of those who knew how terrifying they were were already dead.
Shanyuan's sword strike seemed capable of tearing through the void, approaching Shen Lang with terrifying might.
However, at the critical moment, Shen Lang remained calm.
Shen Lang quickly retreated, creating distance from Shanyuan, then rolled over to where his Han sword had fallen. He grabbed the sword and immediately felt his confidence surge. He quickly sheathed the sword and then gathered all his strength to draw and slash.
Shen Lang's strike was imbued with all his strength; it was his most fearsome attack.
There was no other way. His opponent was Shanyuan, a Celestial Realm monster. This left Shen Lang with no room to hold back.
"What?"
Seeing Shen Lang suddenly draw his sword and slash, a look of astonishment appeared on Shanyuan's face. She said, "What a terrifying sword strike."
The next second, the wooden Han sword in Shen Lang's hand clashed with Shanyuan's whisk-sword.
"Bang—"
A powerful surge of internal energy forced Shanyuan back seven or eight steps before she stabilized herself, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of her mouth.
Shen Lang, on the other hand, was sent flying over ten meters by Shanyuan's terrifying power, crashing heavily against a large rock on the cliff face, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face ashen.
If Shen Lang hadn't used his Han sword to support himself, he would have fallen to the ground at that moment.
Shen Lang inwardly cursed his own foolishness. Celestial Realm experts were not to be trifled with head-on; their power far surpassed his.
To deal with a Celestial Realm expert, with his current strength, he could only rely on wit, not brute force.
Feeling his internal organs thrumming as if struck by lightning, Shen Lang quickly pressed two Taiyi Divine Needles into his chest to stabilize his injuries.
However, healing his injuries would take at least two minutes, and Shanyuan gave him no such opportunity.
"Kid, how many years has it been since someone made me bleed? You've done it. You've truly surprised me."
After steadying herself, Shanyuan coldly said to Shen Lang, "You are the strongest young man I have ever seen, truly worthy of the title. For you, the greatest reward I can give is death."
Shen Lang could already injure her now. If she let him grow for another year or two, the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, Shanyuan was determined to kill Shen Lang today.
With that, Shanyuan raised her sword and once again attacked the severely wounded Shen Lang.