chapter 39 I can only go out lying down
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Updated : Dec 3rd, 2024
Under everyone's watchful eyes.
An old man in a golden robe slowly emerges from behind the screen.
This old man, with a face full of age spots and skin bearing the marks of years, looks extremely old, making everyone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation change their expressions.
"Master Langley of the Vledo Martial Dynasty!"
The Red Dragon Martial Lord is also shocked, "He has come too!"
Master Langley is a title of respect.
The old man before them is not an alchemist, but a King who has stepped into Transcendence for a century.
In terms of Divine Bloodline talent, this old man is not too astonishing; at his peak, he barely broke into Grand Transcendence.
But because he has lived long enough, having cultivated various Transcendent Martial Techniques to the pinnacle, he is not to be underestimated.
Additionally, having taught the current Vledo Warlord, he is honored as Master Langley, a revered position.
Master Langley's appearance in the Red Dragon Palace.
Represents the coming of the Vledo Warlord!
"Master Langley!"
Hearing the surrounding discussions, Liam's heart stirs.
The Vledo Martial Dynasty waging war, partly to eliminate him, and partly to cover the power grab by various kings, must have its conditions.
At this moment.
Master Langley's turbid eyes were fixed on Liam. "I come this time as an envoy of Vledo, able to represent His Majesty the Warlord and endorse you as the new leader of the Red Dragon."
"Should you agree, past grudges can be completely erased."
Suddenly.
The entire Hall of Mental Cultivation fell silent.
"Master Langley..."
King Zion became even more panicked.
Had Master Langley abandoned him?
"In the North of the Red Dragon, I killed five of your Vledo Transcendences, including the newly promoted Grand Luke."
"And now you want to win me over?"
Liam was quite surprised.
"Throughout history, sacrifices are inevitable in the pursuit of great achievements, as long as the goal is attained."
"What we in the Vledo Martial Dynasty desire is a prosperous Red Dragon, not a scorched wasteland. Otherwise, His Majesty the Warlord would personally intervene, avoiding these complications," Master Langley said calmly, his words carrying a hint of threat.
The Liam in front of him.
He is indeed a monster, and his growth rate even makes him shudder.
Additionally, with Liam as the North King, his influence was immense.
If he agreed to surrender, then conquering the Red Dragon Martial Dynasty would face no obstacles.
"Your condition for helping King Zion and their rebellion to seize power, was to turn the Red Dragon into a vassal of Vledo?" Liam's eyes were cold.
"In this world, strength represents everything."
"Looking at the Red Dragon Martial Dynasty, there are no Supreme Transcendences left, nor a ruler as mighty as the first emperor of the Red Dragon," Master Langley admitted.
"Ha! Ha!"
"King Zion, you truly are a despicable creature!"
Liam took a step forward, approaching King Zion as if he was looking at a dead man.
The current peace of the Red Dragon was the result of countless warriors and generals, who called it forth with their blood and tears.
While the former battled bloodily at the borders to protect their country.
People like King Zion were colluding with the enemy, attempting to change the ruler of the Red Dragon and handing over the lives of countless civilians to others!
Such a King truly deserved death!
"Master Langley, save me!"
King Zion retreated in panic.
However.
Master Langley just stood there, unresponsive.
Liam is young and full of vigor.
If he insists on killing King Zion, he won't stop him.
After all, once the venting was over, the Red Dragon Martial Dynasty would only have two kings left.
He believed that Liam, after considering the pros and cons, would make the right choice.
A muffled grunt suddenly arose.
King Zion was overturned by Liam in a single move.
"Kneel before me!"
Just as King Zion was getting up, Liam reached out and heavily smacked King Zion's shoulder.
Boom!
A terrifying force surged, causing King Zion's bones to rattle, his body to stoop, and his kneecaps to crack.
"You, who occupy the position of King of the Red Dragon and betray your country, must perform the three kowtows before death!"
Liam grabbed King Zion's head, pressing it downwards.
"The first kowtow, to the common people of the wilderness!"
With a 'thud'.
King Zion's head touched the ground, shattering a large part of the floor, his forehead mangled, and his eyes blood-red.
"Let, let me go..."
King Zion struggled fiercely, his vision filled with stars.
But no matter how he unleashed his Essence, he couldn't stop Liam's hand from pressing down again.
"The second kowtow, to the innocent lives lost in the war!"
"The third kowtow, to the warriors still guarding the borders!"
Liam's words were resolute, each word striking like a blade, resounding sonorously.
Three kowtows.
The floor of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was cracked everywhere, and King Zion was left lifeless, his head shattered like a watermelon, his brains and blood scattered all over.
Such a bloody and brutal scene, yet it filled the officials and generals in the hall with fiery passion and deep resentment.
Their "The Red Dragon's North King."
Executing King Zion with the three-strike penalty was not only to uphold the royal edicts and respond to the conviction decree but also to demonstrate their own resolve!
Treason and betrayal, dishonoring the common people, are absolutely unthinkable acts!
"North King!"
"It seems, you are rejecting my proposal?"
Feeling Liam's determination, Master Langley's expression darkened.
"So be it."
Immediately, he no longer lingered and strode away.
Through this rebellion, it was confirmed that the Red Dragon Martial Lord indeed suffered from chronic illness, which was a gain.
In just a moment.
A vast outburst of Essence erupted, transforming into the world's most fearsome storm, hindering Master Langley's movements, instantly chilling his body, and enveloping him in sharp blade energy.
"Did I, the King, permit you to leave?"
Liam blocked the way, the North King Blade unsheathed.
Without the backing of the Vledo Martial Dynasty, how could the six kings rebel!
The bodies in Red Dragon Town are still not cold!
"Young man, do you know no manners!"
"In war, emissaries are not to be killed, I represent His Majesty, the Vledo Warlord!" Master Langley angrily retorted.
He was not confident in defeating Liam, otherwise, why would he have tried to win him over.
"In this vast land of a thousand counties, we set the rules."
"Any Cultivator of Vledo who steps into this land can only leave lying down, even if it were the Vledo Warlord himself!"
Liam sneered.
The Vledo Martial Dynasty, disregarding agreements, charged the North with a million cavalry.
Master Langley, how dare he speak of rules to him!
"Arrogant boy, you probably don't know that my Vledo Warlord, has hopes of breaking into the Faerie Realm..." Master Langley's angry shout, like thunder, silenced the entire place.
Faerie Realm!
The level of the first emperor of the Red Dragon!
Stepping into that level, one could be hailed as a mighty sovereign, wrest life from heaven, and extend life by a hundred years!
And Liam's response was just a single blade strike!
The thousand-pound North King Blade, swung like cutting through weeds, akin to Star Flowing piercing the sky, seemingly about to split the entire Hall of Mental Cultivation in two.
The second form of the North King Blade Cultivation Technique, Star Flowing!
After leaving the North, Liam's cultivation had progressed further, this blade strike's speed was incredibly fast, leaving only afterimages, not the blade itself.
A crisp sound made the onlookers' ears sting.
A figure was forced to retreat explosively.
That was Master Langley, a steel sword appeared in his hand, blocking the North King Blade in time, but he too was forced back, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"North King, let's talk this over!"
Master Langley said in shock.
Liam's blade strike just now, resonating Essence and physical strength, nearly unleashed a force of seventy thousand pounds, almost reaching Supreme Transcendence!
"Worthy of being Master Langley, who stepped into Transcendence a hundred years ago, able to block my strike, but unfortunately, your talent is somewhat lacking."
Liam stepped forward, blade in hand for another strike.
Clang!
The shockwave rolled, Master Langley retreated again, hitting the wall hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His talent was indeed average.
But by studying the Transcendent Martial Technique extensively, he could overpower those in the same realm with skill.
Against Liam, it was futile.
The opponent didn't reason, just struck with the blade, with an absolute advantage, leaving no room for counterattack.
At this moment.
Liam's third blade strike had arrived.
This time, Liam displayed the third form of the Blade Cultivation Technique, Sky Shattered.
The overwhelming cold light washed over the sky, engulfing Master Langley.
Half of the Hall of Mental Cultivation's wall collapsed instantly, the cold light extending far before dissipating.
"Master Langley... has been slain..."
Watching a few bloodied cloth fragments flutter, the civil and military officials in the Hall of Mental Cultivation were stunned.
North King was dominant.
Killing Vledo envoys was equivalent to challenging the Vledo Warlord!