“Where has your arrogance gone? Where has your domineering spirit gone? Why are you no longer arrogant now?”
The laughter was rude, arrogant, and unrestrained.
Sarcastic words are sharp, piercing, and merciless.
Every word was like the sharpest knife, piercing the heart of the divine power, and the heart of every temple disciple.
Shen Tong’s face alternated between pale and red, then black, looking extremely hideous.
He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles white, his nails dug deep into his palms. A sharp pain shot through him, and flecks of blood dripped slowly from between his fingers, falling onto the glowing jade green ground, a stark contrast to his terrifying gaze.
The anger in my heart almost burst out of my chest.
But he still held back.
You can’t get angry, you can’t explode, you can’t act impulsively.
If we act impulsively, everyone here will die today.
Shen Tong took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent blood and anger, then bowed again. His voice was low and hoarse, but he still showed the utmost respect.
“What the dorm head said is true. I used to be arrogant and stupid, and it’s all the result of my current arrogance and stupidity. All of this is my own fault.”
“I came here today to apologize to the temple and ask for its help.”
He slowly raised his head, his gaze sincere and pleading as he looked at Yao Chen.
“Recently, the demon race suddenly rose, and the demon dragon bloodline rampaged in all directions, cruel and merciless. Wherever they went, lives were destroyed and nothing grew. Especially, there was a young man named Ning Zhi in the demon dragon bloodline whose strength was extremely terrifying, far beyond imagination. He was not someone ordinary cultivators could face.”
“I couldn’t bear to see the gods being slaughtered by demons, so I led all the elites of the temple to fight, with the aim of eliminating the scourge of the gods and protecting the peace of this region. But I didn’t expect the difference in strength between us and the enemy to be so great, and we were completely defeated. Thousands of disciples were killed or injured, the foundation of the temple was destroyed, and I myself was seriously injured and my cultivation level dropped drastically.”
As he spoke, his voice grew lower, filled with endless sadness and helplessness.
“Now, the temple has been destroyed, our home has disappeared, and the various forces in the Fourteenth Heaven are eyeing us greedily. Some want to kick us while we’re down, while others want to take the opportunity to annex us. We and the remaining disciples have nowhere to go, nowhere to go, and nowhere to go.”
“Because there was no other choice, we came to the temple to seek refuge. We begged the head of the temple to accept us and give us a path to survive, remembering that we all come from the same bloodline and divine origin.”
“I am willing to present all remaining troops, secret resources, treasures, and all the secrets, defenses, and hidden features of the sacred mountain of the temple to the temple as proof of our sincerity, without the slightest lie.”
After saying that, he no longer hesitated, bowed deeply again, and knelt on the ground, his posture extremely humble.
Behind him, more than two hundred temple disciples, seeing their temple master so humble, were filled with sorrow, but they also fell to their knees, bowing their heads to the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
The main hall fell silent again.
The laughter and teasing that occurred moments ago disappeared without a trace.
Yao Chen looked at the kneeling Shen Tong silently, his eyes deep and unfathomable, a complex and mysterious light radiating within them. There was observation, amusement, indifference, and a hint of almost imperceptible calculation.
After a while, he slowly spoke, his voice still gentle, but with a hint of amusement in his tone.
“Master of the Hall of Divine Might, you said you were willing to offer up all the secret resources of the Divine Realm and the secrets of the Holy Mountain?”
Shen Tong immediately raised his head, not daring to hide anything, and nodded hurriedly, his tone firm: “Yes! I absolutely didn’t lie, everything I said is true!”
Even though the temple was destroyed, the secret realm still held a wealth of cultivation resources, divine crystals, immortal herbs, and divine artifact fragments—reserves accumulated in the temple over tens of thousands of years.
“Moreover, deep within that sacred mountain lies the corpse of a Ghost Clan Venerable, painstakingly sealed by my temple’s ancestors for centuries. It is an incomparable and priceless treasure.”
“As long as the hall master is willing to accept us and forgive past mistakes, all of these items will belong to the hall, and I will not keep a single one for myself!”
Yao Chen nodded slightly, his expression showing satisfaction. Obviously, he was very tempted by the conditions offered by the supernatural power.
Tens of thousands of years of temple history, secret natural resources, sacred mountain secrets, and even the physical body of a Ghost Clan Venerable
These were the things the temple had always wanted but had no way to obtain.
FAQ Novel
Q: Why is the atmosphere in the main hall tense?
A: The confrontation between Yao Chen and Shen Tong creates a highly charged environment.
Q: What is Yao Chen’s attitude towards Shen Tong and his temple?
A: Yao Chen expresses his disapproval and contempt through harsh sarcasm, highlighting their fallen status.
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