If We Charged Together, Zhang Zhenren Couldn't Possibly Kill Us All, Could He?

Without destruction, there can be no construction; destruction precedes construction.

You could say it was a blessing in disguise.

He just didn't want that kind of good fortune to happen again.

As time passed, the various sects had arrived at the entrance of the True Martial Hall.

Besides the five major sects of Shaolin, Emei Sect, Kongtong Sect, Mount Hua, and Kunlun, there are many smaller sects that follow closely behind.

Apart from the Emei Sect and other sects that are close to Wudang and sent generous gifts, most other sects sent casual Present, or even none at all.

Then they began a heated discussion about Xie Xun's deeds, never mentioning the Dragon Slaying Saber, yet every sentence was about Dragon Slaying Saber.

Although the atmosphere in front of the True Martial Hall was extremely lively, a chill permeated the air.

Zhang Sanfeng slowly opened his eyes and looked calmly at the crowd below.

He didn't speak, but as his gaze swept across the room, no one below dared to meet his eyes. The previously heated discussion about Xie Xun now fell silent, and the area in front of the True Martial Hall became completely quiet.

The leaders of the Shaolin, Kongtong Sect, and Mount Hua sects were understandably alarmed.

Zhang Sanfeng's strength seems to have increased even further; they don't even have the Crest of Courage to meet his gaze!

The older he gets, the more extraordinary his abilities become.

He truly gets more enchanting with age.

Someone secretly looked up at Zhang Sanfeng, then quickly looked down again.

And perhaps it was just his imagination, but Zhang Sanfeng, apart from his white hair and beard, didn't seem like a centenarian at all.

They look much younger than them?

Can cultivating Daoism really make one's appearance ageless?

In the Live Broadcast Room.

Umaru Doma: "The way they look with their heads down, not daring to speak, is just like me when my brother finds out I've done something wrong."

Umaru Doma: "Feeling guilty, nervous."

The Ordinary Group Owner, "How could they not feel guilty? They didn't come with the intention of celebrating a birthday."

Ordinary Group Owner, "It's understandable that they're nervous, after all, they're facing the current pinnacle of martial arts, the undisputed the World's Number One!"

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "Will they continue to tolerate it?"

Son of Nature: "No."

The Son of Nature: "They will be intimidated by Zhang Sanfeng's power, but they will not be afraid."

Son of Nature: "Because they knew Zhang Sanfeng couldn't kill them."

They believe they possess a moral high ground, and even if they have other motives, they still consider their actions to be Justice.

Could Zhang Sanfeng possibly kill them?

Dongfang Bubai: "That's disgusting."

"This humble Daoist priest, Zhang Sanfeng, thanks all the fellow Daoists of the Jianghu for coming to offer their birthday wishes."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the silent crowd below and spoke calmly.

As Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, the area in front of the True Martial Hall remained quiet.

Neither the disciples of the major sects nor those of the Wudang Sect dared to speak.

Strangely enough, even though Zhang Sanfeng didn't unleash any particularly powerful aura, there was an inexplicable, soul-deep fear that silenced them.

Or perhaps it's that they're afraid to express their true intentions.

After all, they never came for the birthday celebration. Even if there were sects that came for the birthday celebration, they were very few. The vast majority of them came for the Dragon-Slaying Saber and for Xie Xun.

As time went by, the atmosphere became awkward.

Zhang Sanfeng did not restrain his imposing aura, and for some inexplicable reason, they dared not speak.

They remained silent.

Many sects have begun to hesitate, wondering if it's worth offending Zhang Sanfeng, whose current strength is unknown, just to find the Dragon Slaying Saber- Slaying Saber.

You think it's worth it? Even if they knew the whereabouts of the Dragon Slaying Saber, they might not be able to get it, and they might even die in the process.

You might say it's not worth it, but [the Martial Arts Supreme, the Precious Dragon Slaying Saber, Instruct the world, and none dare disobey], they can't help but be envious of the secrets contained within the Dragon Slaying Saber.

What kind of secret could lead to such a rumor, making the person who obtains the Dragon Slaying Saber the Martial Arts Supreme?

In the Jianghu, who wouldn't want to sit on the throne of Martial Arts Supreme?

Xie Xun's failure to discover the Dragon- Dragon Slaying Saber's secret after so many years of Dragon Slaying Saber is due to his inability, but it's not necessarily impossible for them.

They are not Xie Xun.

Zhang Cuishan, Song Yuanqiao, and the others guessed why they had come, but seeing Zhang Sanfeng standing calmly in place, his face showing no emotion, it seemed they had expected this all along.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Sanfeng's calm voice finally rang in everyone's ears.

"Fellow Daoists, you have traveled thousands of miles to Wudang Mountain to celebrate my birthday. In truth, I have only lived a hundred years in vain. There is no need for such formality. Please, fellow Daoists, take a seat."

As the words fell, the imposing atmosphere that had filled the arena subsided, and everyone involuntarily relaxed.

However, some people are getting impatient.

If things continue like this, they are really afraid they won't dare to bring it up again.

If you miss this opportunity, it won't be easy to find another one like it.

Ultimately, if it weren't for the Dragon Slaying Saber- Slaying Saber, who would want to offend Zhang Sanfeng?

Miejue, wielding the Heavenly Sword, stepped forward and, looking at Zhang Sanfeng, channeled her Internal Force, saying:

"On the occasion of Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday, we shouldn't be talking about anything else, but since it concerns Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King, there are some things that must be mentioned."

With the Miejue underway, Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple stepped forward and said:

"Considering that it is a joyous occasion to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday, this humble monk has no intention of speaking further about the entanglements between Shaolin and Wudang; however, the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun has a blood feud with all the sects present. For the sake of the greater good of the martial world, we must eliminate this evil heretic!"

"As soon as Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu reveal Xie Xun's existence, we will leave immediately."

The voices of the Emei Sect and Shaolin prompted other hesitant sects to respond; while Kongtong Sect, Mount Hua, and Kunlun remained silent, their meaning was equally clear.

Zhang Sanfeng simply watched their farcical performance with indifference.

"Boom!"

A powerful and surging Internal Force erupted from his body, and Red radiance spread from him to the True Martial Hall and even the entire Wudang Mountain. An indescribable heat enveloped everyone.

Under such overwhelming power, everyone had to circulate their Internal Force to resist Zhang Sanfeng's might. Even so, the leaders of the five major sects had flushed faces and their bodies trembled involuntarily; many with weak Internal Force even coughed up blood and knelt down directly.

Seeing this, Kongwen, despite Zhang Sanfeng's imposing aura, stepped forward and loudly proclaimed:

"Does Zhang Zhenren intend to use his cultivation level to Sheer Force protect Zhang Cuishan and the others?"

"If that's the case, we won't force you."

"But Zhang Zhenren, you should think this through. Although our martial arts skills are inferior to yours, if we all attack at once, I believe Zhang Zhenren wouldn't be able to kill everyone from the five major sects, would he?"

"Even when Zhang Zhenren's true energy is exhausted, Zhang Cuishan and the others will still be doomed."

You can protect him for a while, but not forever.