Furious Yue Shan, Cang Wu Makes a Move

The Blood Robe Sect's Yue Shan, his entire face splattered with Song Cheng's blood, was stunned. He hadn't expected Lin Dong to dare kill Song Cheng right in front of him, leaving him momentarily unable to react.

When he finally snapped back to reality, Yue Shan's face twitched. Stained by blood, it looked incredibly sinister and ferocious.

Especially his eyes, which had turned crimson from sheer rage, made him look like a devil crawled out of the Nine Nether Purgatory, both violent and chilling.

"You... dare kill him?"

Yue Shan's blood-red eyes locked onto Lin Dong, and he spoke word by word. Each syllable from his mouth seemed to carry immense weight, pressing down on Lin Dong.

He was furious. The Blood Robe Sect's massive losses, coupled with the failure at the Danxian Pond, might not cripple the Blood Wolf Gang, but the death of a Lesser Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm expert, along with the loss of several Lesser Yuan Dan Realm individuals, was enough to cripple them.

Song Cheng's allegiance with his Song Family had undoubtedly stemmed the bleeding for the Blood Wolf Gang, even stabilizing their prestige and momentum.

Yet now, Song Cheng had clearly pledged his loyalty, and Yue Shan himself had personally intervened, swallowing his pride to save Song Cheng, only for Song Cheng to die anyway.

This was practically slapping Yue Shan in the face, hitting him on both cheeks until they were swollen.

How could Yue Shan not be enraged? If he didn't kill Lin Dong today, how could the Blood Wolf Gang ever establish themselves in Yan City?

Seeing this, Xia Wanjin moved, stepping in front of Yue Shan and blocking his aura entirely. He responded in a deep voice.

"In the arena, life and death are determined by fate. These are the rules set by the City Lord himself. Yue Shan, do you intend to defy the City Lord's orders?"

As he spoke, Xia Wanjin's gaze fell upon the now thoroughly deceased Song Cheng, and he was inwardly shocked.

Xia Wanjin hadn't expected Lin Dong to be so powerful and ruthless, daring to kill Song Cheng right before Yue Shan's eyes while Song Cheng was caught off guard.

Killing him was good, naturally it was good, but now, his own pressure was immense. Yue Shan, who had comprehended the Intent of Form Creation, was no longer someone he could handle.

It wasn't just Xia Wanjin who was shocked. On the surrounding spectator stands, countless audience members gasped in disbelief at Lin Dong's ruthlessness.

Right in front of Yue Shan, Lin Dong had managed to conceal hidden weapons and launch a surprise attack to kill Song Cheng. Such audacity and ruthlessness were unbecoming of a teenager.

Although Xia Wanjin had blocked in time, the heavily injured Lin Dong was still forced back several steps by Yue Shan's aura. After barely stabilizing himself, Lin Dong calmly looked at Yue Shan and sneered.

"What is there to fear?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Shan burst into furious laughter. How long had it been since a junior dared speak to him like this?

Immediately, Yue Shan's expression turned cold. He fixed his gaze on Xia Wanjin and threatened in a low voice.

"Xia Wanjin, this matter has nothing to do with you. I don't want to target your Wanjin Merchant Association. You'd best not bring trouble upon yourself!"

But how could Xia Wanjin back down? If he retreated today, wouldn't it imply that the Wanjin Merchant Association feared Yue Shan?

"Yue Shan, today's events, this life-and-death duel, are inherently related to our Wanjin Merchant Association. Song Qing disregarded our Wanjin Merchant Association's rules first. What, do you also want to disregard the rules set by the City Lord?"

"The rules set by the City Lord, I naturally wouldn't dare to violate."

Yue Shan replied in a deep voice, his expression seemingly unwilling. Seeing this, Xia Wanjin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, a chilling smile flashed across Yue Shan's face, and he said coldly.

"However, today, his life is mine!"

Before his words even finished, Yue Shan stomped his foot, transforming into an afterimage as he instantly charged towards Lin Dong.

Xia Wanjin was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, he quickly raised his hand to strike at Yue Shan, attempting to intercept him.

However, how powerful could Xia Wanjin's hastily thrown palm strike be?

Yue Shan raised his hand and met Xia Wanjin's palm. Not only did he easily block it, but he also used the force of that palm to accelerate towards Lin Dong.

"You little brat, I told you, your life is mine. Die!"

Yue Shan roared, and the next moment, he slammed a palm towards Lin Dong. The attack, fueled by his rage, condensed Primal Energy into a massive palm print. The considerable pressure made many onlookers feel as if a heavy boulder was pressing down on their hearts.

The moment Yue Shan attacked, Lin Dong had already sensed it. But having been ambushed by Yue Shan moments ago and taking a direct palm strike, he was severely injured and found it difficult to move. Coupled with the previous battle, his Spiritual Power had been heavily depleted, leaving him no time to dodge.

At that moment, Lin Dong could only force himself to circulate the Primal Energy within his body and channel the Devouring Spirit Talisman between his palms, bracing himself to meet Yue Shan's furious blow head-on, hoping to absorb more power to withstand the attack.

Yue Shan's sudden outburst shocked everyone. Lin Zhentian, Lin Xiao, Xuan Su, and the others felt their hearts tighten with worry.

But the next moment, everyone's expressions changed again. They stared in astonishment at Yue Shan, who was sent flying backward. Their mouths hung open, wide enough to fit a fist-sized goose egg.

"Boom!"

A violent surge of Primal Energy erupted between Yue Shan's and Lin Dong's palms. Yet Lin Dong remained motionless. It was Yue Shan who flew backward at an even faster speed.

"Bang!"

Finally, Yue Shan slammed heavily against the stone wall surrounding the arena, emitting a dull thud that echoed throughout the vast coliseum.

This sound jolted everyone awake, and they all turned their gazes towards Lin Dong.

They saw that, at some point, a black-robed man had appeared behind Lin Dong. The man was tall and slender, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His face, as if carved by a knife, was currently filled with a stern expression, adding a touch of majesty and dominance.

Staring at the unfamiliar, handsome young man, everyone was surprised, as they had never seen this black-robed youth before.

Only a young girl in the stands, looking at the familiar figure on the stage in astonishment, turned to look at the person beside her, only to find that they had already vanished.

So, that young master was actually a top-tier expert!

Recalling the approachable smile of that elegant young master in her mind, the girl's eyes sparkled.

After the initial shock, a clamor erupted once more from the stands. Countless people wondered curiously about the identity of the person who had intervened.

Among them were those with quick minds who recalled some recent rumors and exclaimed.

"Could that be the mysterious expert who taught Lin Dong?"