Chapter 12

Jun Shanlie!

At the moment Qi Shilong heard Ye Wuque mention this name, his heart stirred, and he wore a thoughtful expression. Then, as if he remembered something, his gaze shifted to Ye Wuque and then to Jun Shanlie, seemingly discovering something interesting.

"Jun Shanlie? Who is this kid?"

"Is there such a person in our Longguang Main City?"

"Never heard of him, but Ye Wuque seems to know him."

...

The Murong clan's young members were also full of doubts and began to discuss the sudden appearance of these three people.

Lin Yingluo's icy eyes were now filled with gravity. She felt an almost suffocating pressure from the young man in the green robe who suddenly appeared, named Jun Shanlie!

"Terrifying! Who is this person? Why do I feel such terror from him!"

A hint of wariness towards Jun Shanlie arose in her heart, and at that moment, she seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. She instinctively looked at Ye Wuque and suddenly noticed that this young man was still standing quietly, his gaze calm, showing no signs of tension.

"Jun Shanlie, it's been ten years, and I didn't expect you to come to Longguang Main City."

Ye Wuque's brilliant gaze met Jun Shanlie's star-like eyes, and he spoke calmly.

Standing on the back of the bird-beast, Jun Shanlie looked at the person he had been thinking about for ten years, his gaze sharp and terrifying!

"Your cultivation is at the peak of the Body Tempering stage, and your combat power rivals that of the Cleansing Mortal Spirit stage. Ye Wuque, you are really... weak now."

Upon hearing Jun Shanlie's words, Ye Wuque's expression remained calm.

"What? You feel proud for defeating a Cleansing Mortal Spirit stage waste, and then becoming the king of this ant-like family? If that's the case, Ye Wuque, you have disappointed me greatly."

Upon hearing Jun Shanlie's words, Murong Tian's face turned dark, but he held back, as he noticed his grandfather's expression was somewhat strange.

Jun Shanlie's two sentences directly targeted Ye Wuque, and his words also insulted the Murong family, making many of the Murong clan's young members secretly angry.

"Jun Shanlie, after ten years, your mouth is still as loose as ever. Didn't your master teach you to speak with virtue?"

Facing Jun Shanlie's arrogance, Ye Wuque spoke calmly.

"Bold! What is your status? What are you? How dare you talk back! Are you looking for death?"

Just as Ye Wuque finished speaking, the old man in the yellow robe, sitting on the bird-beast, suddenly roared.

"Then what is your status? What are you? I speak, and it's none of your business!"

Still speaking calmly, Ye Wuque's words were sharp.

"Huang Nu, there's no need to stoop to the level of an ant. This is Jun Shanlie's own matter, let him handle it himself."

Just as the old man in the yellow robe was about to get angry, the light and graceful woman with an indiscernible face suddenly spoke, and the old man responded respectfully after she spoke.

Jun Shanlie ignored this. Originally, when he came to the Eastern Land, he had important matters to attend to, but being here reminded him of the opponent who had defeated him ten years ago, the one who had deeply frightened him!

Every time he thought about it, Jun Shanlie felt a thorn in his heart, unable to forget. After the terrible defeat ten years ago, he returned to his sect with his master and practiced in seclusion for three years. When he thought the time was right to return to the Eastern Land to avenge his past defeat, he learned that Ye Wuque had become a waste.

Thus, Jun Shanlie no longer mentioned this matter, believing that a waste was not worthy of being his opponent. However, he could not forget it, and it had been ten years!

This time, passing through the Eastern Land, he subconsciously thought of coming here to take a look. Unexpectedly, he felt that familiar and memorable fluctuation here!

Jun Shanlie quietly watched Ye Wuque's battle with Murong Tian and ultimately couldn't resist revealing himself, leading to the scene just now.

Jun Shanlie was the genius from the Qingming Divine Palace, one of the five super sects in the Northern Sky Domain, whom Ye Wuque had defeated ten years ago.

Ye Wuque was also incredibly surprised by Jun Shanlie's sudden appearance. He remembered the battle ten years ago very well, and he didn't win easily back then.

However, as he chose to embrace extinction, this matter was gradually forgotten. He never expected that Jun Shanlie would reappear after ten years.

He could vaguely guess what Jun Shanlie intended to do, but Ye Wuque was not afraid, as this was Longguang Main City, and the city lord Qi Shilong was standing nearby, giving him confidence.

"Ye Wuque, originally, since you became a waste, you no longer had the qualifications to be my opponent. But now, although you are pitifully weak, you are no longer a waste. Therefore, the matter between you and me is not over."

As he said this, a domineering aura, as if he were seated in the void of the nine heavens, rose from Jun Shanlie's body!

Instantly, it enveloped the entire training ground, and every Murong clan member felt as if they were a lamb being stared at by a divine dragon, their faces turning pale and trembling!

Lin Yingluo's icy eyes glowed, and a similar aura rose from her body. She was always competitive and never thought she was weaker than her peers. Therefore, despite the fear in her heart, she was unwilling to show weakness.

"Hum"

Seeing Jun Shanlie's actions, Qi Shilong's eyes flashed, and he did not intervene. One reason was that Jun Shanlie had not truly attacked, and the other was that he wanted to confirm something.

Looking around the training ground, Qi Shilong noticed that most of the Murong clan members were pale and terrified, clearly intimidated by Jun Shanlie's aura!

Murong Tian was much better than the average Murong clan member. Due to his injuries, his face was pale, but he was still gritting his teeth and struggling, unwilling to admit defeat under Jun Shanlie's aura!

When Qi Shilong's gaze fell on the young Lin girl behind him, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. Lin Yingluo's beautiful face was expressionless, her eyes filled with determination, and her body remained steady without trembling. Her performance was much stronger than Murong Tian's.

Finally, Qi Shilong's gaze settled on Ye Wuque, the center of Jun Shanlie's aura!

Calm and composed.

This was what Qi Shilong sensed from Ye Wuque at that moment. Noticing this, Qi Shilong's gaze grew increasingly curious!

A cultivator's aura actually stems from the strength of their will and mind. In other words, the stronger a cultivator's mind and will, the more powerful their aura!

Qi Shilong naturally saw through Jun Shanlie's cultivation at a glance. At such a young age, his cultivation was so high that even he couldn't help but admire him. Indeed, he was a genius of the Qingming Divine Palace!

Moreover, the strength of Jun Shanlie's mind and will could be seen from the domineering aura he emitted!

However, even in such a situation, Ye Wuque remained calm and composed, which led to only one explanation!

That is, Ye Wuque's mind and will were even stronger than Jun Shanlie's!

"What has this fifteen-year-old boy experienced to have such a powerful mind and will?"

This thought flashed through Qi Shilong's mind.

"Sir, please show mercy and spare the Murong clan's young members!"

Seeing the Murong clan members suffering under Jun Shanlie's aura, Murong Changqing finally couldn't hold back and took action!

"Hum"

A powerful surge of elemental energy rose from Murong Changqing, and at the same time, a golden half-moon slowly rose behind him!

The golden half-moon corresponded to the seventh stage of the Cleansing Mortal realm, the Tianchong stage!

As the head of the Murong family, Murong Changqing's cultivation was naturally powerful, having reached the Cleansing Mortal Tianchong stage!

His intervention immediately countered Jun Shanlie's aura, allowing the Murong clan members to recover.

Intense gasps echoed throughout the training ground, and all the Murong clan members were drenched in cold sweat. The brief loss of control made them feel as if they had experienced a great terror!

When they secretly glanced at Jun Shanlie again, their eyes were filled with fear!

"Oh? A Tianchong stage? Good! Take this! Qingming Great Hand Seal!"

"Hum"

A brilliant surge of elemental energy rose from Jun Shanlie's body, and a ten-zhang large green hand seal appeared in the sky, carrying a terrifying aura from the depths of the Qingming realm, grabbing towards Murong Tian!

The green hand seal moved extremely fast, sweeping through the air and was less than a zhang away from Murong Changqing!

"Heavenly Gang Dragon Hand!"

Although Jun Shanlie's attack was sudden, Murong Changqing remained calm. A ten-zhang dragon shadow coiled in the air, and the Heavenly Gang Dragon Hand, when used by Murong Changqing, was much more powerful than when used by Murong Tian!

"Boom!"

The green hand seal and the dragon shadow collided violently, causing a massive shockwave!

Seeing Jun Shanlie suddenly attack, Ye Wuque knew it was not good. Although he saw Murong Changqing counter in time, his unease grew even stronger!

A mocking smile flashed across Jun Shanlie's arrogant lips!

At the same time, the green hand seal suddenly shone brightly, instantly shattering the dragon shadow and striking Murong Changqing's chest, causing him to look in shock!

"Bad! Uncle Changqing!"

Seeing this, Ye Wuque's face changed drastically, and he immediately rushed over to support the pale-faced Murong Changqing.

Feeling the destructive power of the green hand seal, Murong Changqing, tightly leaning on Ye Wuque, could no longer suppress his injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood! The other elders who had not had time to intervene also changed their expressions!

"Pu!"

In one move, the Cleansing Mortal Tianchong stage Murong Changqing was defeated by Jun Shanlie, and he was defeated so cleanly and decisively!

"Uncle Changqing, how are you? Are you okay?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Murong Changqing felt much better. He waved his hand at Ye Wuque, straightened his body, and his face turned somewhat shocked. His eyes flickered as he spoke to the high and mighty Jun Shanlie: "Defeated in one move at the same stage, truly a formidable young talent!"

"Hum"

As he said this, a golden half-moon also rose behind Jun Shanlie!

Jun Shanlie was also at the Cleansing Mortal Tianchong stage!

With the appearance of the golden half-moon, the entire training ground fell silent!

Murong Tian had condensed the half-moon at the age of seventeen, entering the Cleansing Mortal Spirit stage, and was called a once-in-a-century genius!

So, what kind of shocking genius was this young man, who looked no more than fifteen, already at the seventh stage of the Cleansing Mortal realm, the Tianchong stage?

Even more terrifying was that he defeated Murong Changqing, who was also at the Cleansing Mortal Tianchong stage, in one move! What kind of profound cultivation must he have? After all, Murong Changqing was also known as a genius in his youth!

No wonder Murong Changqing, despite being injured, couldn't help but say, "Truly a formidable young talent!"

Seeing the injured Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque's anger boiled! He knew that Murong Changqing's intervention was not only for the Murong clan members but also for himself, as Jun Shanlie's target was only him.

In other words, Murong Changqing was injured because of him!

Jun Shanlie's actions had already crossed the line in Ye Wuque's heart!

"Jun Shanlie!"

Ye Wuque's eyes were like knives, and he spat out these three words, his heart burning with anger!

Seeing Ye Wuque's cold face, Jun Shanlie felt an intense sense of satisfaction!

"What, are you angry? Hahaha... So what if you're angry, Ye Wuque? Do you know that I can crush you with one finger now?"

"But I won't do that. Ye Wuque, I'll give you a chance. In ten years, I will challenge you again! At that time, I will personally and honorably crush you to avenge my defeat ten years ago!"

Jun Shanlie's words immediately reminded all the Murong clan elders and Murong Changqing of a sensational event from ten years ago.

"So, you are the genius from the Qingming Divine Palace who was defeated by Wuque ten years ago. No wonder you have such cultivation at such a young age!"

Murong Changqing, suddenly enlightened, spoke.

Jun Shanlie glanced at Murong Changqing and sneered, "Ye Wuque, let me tell you, if you don't accept the challenge in ten years, I will thoroughly destroy and scatter the bones of this Uncle Changqing you speak of!"

"You! Cough, cough, cough..."

Hearing Jun Shanlie's words, Murong Changqing couldn't help but be overwhelmed by anger. He had no doubt about Jun Shanlie's words. As one of the five super sects in the Northern Sky Domain, the Qingming Divine Palace could easily destroy a small family leader in the Eastern Land, like eating and drinking.

"Jun Shanlie, are you challenging our Eastern Land's hundred main cities by saying this in front of me, the city lord?"

Clearly, Jun Shanlie's words also offended Qi Shilong. As the city lord of Longguang, if someone threatened to destroy the leader of one of the three major families in his city, he would lose his position as city lord.

"I have no intention of offending the hundred main cities. Everything depends on Ye Wuque's choice."

Although his words still showed some respect for the hundred main cities of the Eastern Land, Jun Shanlie's face remained arrogant!