Chapter 401 – Strongest Urban Disciple (One)

Chapter 401 – Strongest Urban Disciple (One)

If one were to describe scenes of madness and blood-soaked figures, nothing surpassed the current spectacle of blood and fire intertwining, erupting into endless destructive brilliance.

Thus, it became evident that individual combat held no advantage against coordinated group warfare.

At that moment, though disciples from various sects were reluctant to admit it, they couldn’t deny they had fallen into a desperate situation.

This was solely because, earlier, none had been willing to yield to others, each believing themselves to be the strongest.

Unbeknownst to them, such a mindset played right into the enemy’s hands, ultimately bearing the bitter fruit they now reaped.

“Damn it! I, a practitioner of Dao Inquiry, have been reduced to meat on a chopping block, utterly at their mercy!”

“Hahaha! Then I shall give you an answer: your arrogance marked the beginning of your defeat!”

“Hateful! So hateful! Even if I die fighting, I won’t let you off easily!”

“Unfortunately, it’s too late!!!”

Witnessing this, Tie Feng’s face instantly turned pale, clearly perplexed.

The disciples selected by each sect were supposed to be elites, yet now their invincible momentum had collapsed completely, showing signs of a crushing defeat.

At this moment, the Elder stepped forward expressionlessly and said, “They were hastily assembled without systematic training. I’m not at all surprised by this defeat.”

Hearing this, Tie Feng was astounded and exclaimed, “This is sheer recklessness! How could you allow…”

He trailed off, clearly hesitating to continue.

The Elder said, “You mean even if they were gathered, they’re nothing but a motley crew.”

Tie Feng: “…”

Unexpectedly, the Elder remained impassive, then sighed and said, “Facing reality is more important than self-deception. This is the lesson I want those old fools to understand.”

Instead, Tie Feng widened his eyes in surprise and asked, “You wouldn’t have a backup plan, would you?”

The Elder: “…”

Regardless of their conversation, the situation on the battlefield was rapidly changing.

As the disciples from various sects retreated step by step, they showed signs of surrender, their faces pale and unable to conceal their terror.

Watching their companions meet tragic fates one after another, even with their strong wills, they could hardly bear the pain of shattered beliefs.

Faced with the enemy’s fearless momentum, how could they not value their own lives?

The speed of this development had clearly taken everyone by surprise.

The three Protectors of Silver Wolf exchanged glances, their lips curling into faint smiles, their confident demeanor identical.

Little did they know, in the blink of an eye!

Bodi thrust his spear through one person’s chest, then followed with a dazzling fiery fist that sent another flying.

Sike Jue, wielding thunder and lightning, charged like a missile, shattering the Dao Inquiry formation. With each strike, countless figures were sent soaring.

In an instant, the air was filled with continuous chants, and the situation had clearly turned one-sided.

Witnessing this, the green-clad masses were stirred by a surge of ferocity.

“These worthless fools may look impressive, but they’re nothing more than incompetent gluttons, utterly useless!”

“Captain, do you think if that legendary figure were here today, such a disgraceful event would have occurred? I’ve never understood why he became the infamous great demon in the tales…””Whether he’s a demon or not, since teaching you all about responsibility is something I also question, but let’s focus on the present…”

As he spoke, the lead captain suddenly strode forward, holding a Trilateral, followed by a uniform sea of over a hundred people!

It was only at this moment that Tie Feng belatedly realized.

What he had thought were forces maintaining order suddenly revealed a refreshing presence.

The Elder: “I hope you don’t mind if we bring more hands.”

Silver Wolf was clearly somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

But when he sensed the aura of uniformly Innate and S-level cultivators, he smiled: “Do as you please.”

These words spread like hammer blows across the faces of disciples from various sects, provoking furious roars.

“We’re no match for them! Are you just going to throw your lives away?”

“You’re merely at the Innate level, not even a single Dao Inquiry among you! What are you doing here? Get back!”

“Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean we can’t! Without a heart ready to face death, how can we protect our homes? Unlike you who only know how to scheme and plot, how could you possibly…”

“Compare to us!!!”

“All men must die, but death can be weightier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. The difference lies in what we pursue. Even if we perish, what have we to fear?”

“Though dead, we still live!!!”

For a moment, the united roars emerged in perfect unison.

Astonishing!

Witnessing this scene, even the newly ascended SS-level (Dao Inquiry) monarchs couldn’t help but shudder, though they soon couldn’t conceal their disdain.

After all, the gap between SS-level and S-level was like heaven and earth.

A chasm so vast that countless supernaturals in the world found it insurmountable.

Thus, one could imagine the mindset of these inherently arrogant new monarchs.

Seeing someone still daring to boast, Tie Feng couldn’t contain his rising anger, roaring: “Aren’t you ashamed enough? Get the hell down!”

Meanwhile, the lead captain stood facing forward, their cold expressions revealing unanimous resolve.

Like knowing full well there were mountains of blades and seas of fire ahead, perilous and unpredictable, yet we would still advance!

“With merely S-level strength, I alone am sufficient!”

Right at that moment, one of the new monarchs stepped forth from the crowd.

Long hair like burning crimson silk fluttered in the wind, appearing as a crown of flames atop his head.

At the sight of this person, Tie Feng’s heart skipped a beat, murmuring to himself: “Flame Monarch of Fire Burial Ridge, Fire Crodi.”

Fire Crodi: “Years ago, my master died in a foreign land. Today, I’m here to wash away that disgrace!”

The sea of green-clad figures: “…”

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of a certain madman miles away.

He couldn’t help but stir, muttering to himself: “Why does that guy look familiar? And that appearance, where have I seen it before?”

Yun Mengshu: “Junior Brother, what are you talking about?”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang’s face suddenly turned cold, whispering: “So it’s that guy… Damn, they’re no match for him…”

It must be said, his words were like commands that became reality, or a curse—whatever he said came true.

On the field, towering flames suddenly erupted from the green sea, amidst countless dazzling rays of light.

Fire Crodi stepped into the inferno, truly deserving the title of Flame Monarch!That cluster of flame waves was completely at the mercy of the man’s hands, then, like a fiery blade, it parried the onslaught from all directions.

In contrast, the green sea of people advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, much like a trapezoidal formation, launching successive frontal and rear charges.

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