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“Mr. Jiang, I admit defeat. Let me out,” came the pleading voice of Shangguan Yao from within the stone.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly, pointing his finger at the air. A wave of energy shot forth like a ray, dissipating the spiritual power surrounding the stone. Without its power, the stone became just an ordinary rock, plummeting into the lake and splashing water everywhere.
The onlookers were left dumbfounded. Mr. Jiang was truly impressive; with such ease, he had defeated Shangguan Yao from hundreds of meters away. The speed of it all was simply unbelievable.
At that moment, Shangguan Yao felt a lingering fear. He finally realized how severely he had underestimated Jiang Chen's strength. However, the grudge over his son’s death was something he could never let go of; Shangguan Yao would not rest until he had his revenge.
“As you wish, we have fought, and you have admitted defeat. Let today’s matter end here,” Jiang Chen said calmly.
Shangguan Yao remained silent, his expression complex as he pondered his thoughts.
Meanwhile, the crowd erupted in excitement once more as they witnessed Mr. Jiang's prowess. They were utterly captivated by him. The spectators changed their tune faster than flipping a page; just moments ago, they had been hurling insults and urging Jiang Chen to fight Shangguan Yao, but now they were showering him with compliments.
“Mr. Jiang is truly extraordinary; it’s astonishing!”
“Shangguan Yao is so ungrateful! I could tell he was no match for Mr. Jiang from the start. How dare he even think of challenging him? What arrogance!”
“Exactly! It’s a pity Mr. Jiang didn’t finish off that scoundrel Shangguan Yao.”
Jiang Chen paid no mind to their chatter. He hadn’t come to the Martial Arts Conference to kill; as for the master of Tianlang Palace, he merely sought to challenge himself and did not deserve death.
Everyone thought this sparring match was over and began to turn away, preparing to leave the valley. But just a few steps out, they suddenly heard Shangguan Yao speak again.
This time, his tone was manic and eerie, carrying an air of desperation. “Mr. Jiang, although I admit defeat, our matters are far from over. Since you’ve come here, don’t think you can leave easily. People of Tianlang Palace, seal off the valley exit!”
Though Shangguan Yao’s tone sounded off, most people merely found it amusing.
“A defeated foe still dares to act brave? Shangguan Yao, do you really think your people from Tianlang Palace can block our way?”
“Haha, that’s too funny! No need for Mr. Jiang to lift a finger; if anyone from Tianlang Palace dares to obstruct us, I’ll take them down one by one.”
Many members of the Hidden Sect chimed in; the situation was clear: Tianlang Palace was no match for Mr. Jiang, and they had no qualms about taking a jab at them to leave a good impression on Mr. Jiang.
“Heh.” Shangguan Yao didn’t get angry; instead, a sinister smile spread across his face that sent chills down everyone’s spine.
“Forget about Tianlang Palace; let’s head out of the valley,” someone shouted. With so many people present, there was no need to concern themselves with Tianlang Palace at all.
Just as they were about to set off, a tremendous explosion suddenly erupted, shaking the ground beneath them. They watched in shock as the mountains on either side of the valley entrance cracked open and collapsed, burying the exit in a torrent of earth and stone.
Of course, despite the treacherous nature of the valley, even if the entrance was blocked, it wouldn't trap them for long; they would simply need to take a bit more time to cross it.
“Shangguan Yao, have you lost your mind? Using explosives to blow up the mountain? This is the sacred ground of Mingjing Valley!”
“You think blowing up the exit will keep us from leaving? You’re too naive. Even Mount Everest can be crossed; let alone this mere valley,” he retorted.
Unfazed by their furious shouts, Shangguan Yao replied lightly, “You’re the ones being naive. This is just an appetizer. Do you know that beneath your feet are countless bombs? With just a word from me, they will all detonate. At that point, no matter how powerful you are, you’ll be reduced to fragments. So it’s best if you don’t move.”
The faces of everyone present turned pale with shock. Although they were all members of the Hidden Sect and possessed formidable strength, even those at the Divine Realm level could not withstand such a barrage of explosives.
Many were already sweating profusely, a strong sense of crisis weighing heavily on their hearts and making their faces even paler.
“Palace Master Shangguan, are you joking?” one of the Hidden Sect leaders managed to ask with difficulty.
“If any of you don’t believe me, feel free to test it,” Shangguan Yao sneered.
“Uh, there’s no need for testing. Palace Master Shangguan, we martial artists solve problems according to the rules of martial arts. Using bombs is simply unacceptable. Besides, we have no grievances with you; why go to such lengths?” The members of the Hidden Sect were trembling with fear, trying to reason with him, wary of provoking his wrath.
“You may have no grievances with me, but some do have an irreconcilable feud with me. Now you have two choices: help me kill that Jiang fellow, and I’ll let you go; otherwise, you’ll die alongside him,” Shangguan Yao said, his demeanor becoming increasingly unhinged. All his hatred and fury erupted at that moment; his adrenaline surged as he became fearless.
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