A Man Like None Other Chapter 6209 Three Breaths
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- Temple elders express their fury and demand retribution.
- A tense standoff escalates regarding a significant capture.
- A powerful new character delivers an unexpected ultimatum.
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Temple elders express anger and call for action. A confrontation brews over David’s capture. A mysterious figure issues a dire ultimatum.
Upon hearing this, the temple elders immediately became angry and shouted furiously.
“Smoothness! Treacherous dragon, how dare you be arrogant!”
“Palace Master, there’s no need to say more to him. Give the order! Let’s join forces to exterminate the Demon Dragon Clan first, then capture David!”
“A group of remnants of the Demon Realm dare to act recklessly on the Fourteenth Heaven! Today, we will wipe them out completely!”
Shen Tong’s face turned pale, and his aura soared as he raised his hand to calm the commotion and commotion of the crowd.
He stared at Long Yuan, his eyes filled with killing intent, almost overflowing, but he still refrained from moving. What he was truly afraid of was that young man in black, whose aura was restrained yet extremely dangerous.
“Longyuan,”
Shen Tong spoke again, his voice holding anger, “I’ll say this one last time: the grudge between us can be resolved another day. Today, I only captured David; this matter has nothing to do with you.”
“Get out of my way, and I won’t make things difficult for you. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite!”
Long Yuan chuckled and was about to reply when Ning Zhi gently raised her hand and patted his shoulder.
Long Yuan was taken aback, but immediately understood what he meant. He immediately shut his mouth, respectfully stepped aside, and gave the seat at the front to Ning Zhi. His attitude was humble, showing his utmost respect for Ning Zhi.
Ning Zhi stepped forward slowly, her steps light and careful, every step seemed to touch the hearts of everyone present. His gaze calmly fell on Shen Tong, and he spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it could be heard clearly in every corner: “You are Temple Head Shen Tong?”
Shen Tong frowned deeply, examining the very young man in black from head to toe. His unease grew stronger, and he said coldly, “It’s true, I am. Who are you? And why have you allied with the Demonic Dragon bloodline?”
Ning Zhi didn’t answer his question, as if she didn’t want to answer at all. His tone was calm, but contained excessive arrogance: “I’ll give you three breaths. Take your men and leave Yunxian City immediately, or you will suffer the consequences.”
His voice was calm and even, yet it contained an undeniable and irresistible authority that shocked everyone present.
Shen Tong was completely stunned. Then, an overwhelming wave of anger erupted from the bottom of his heart and invaded his mind.
He was the venerable temple head, a level two True Immortal Realm expert, one of the overlords who had stood in the Fourteen Heavens for tens of thousands of years, and had roamed the world. When had he ever been treated with such disdain and indifference?