Chapter 329: How could I possibly fear you, a mere White Dragon Sect Martial Saint?

Great Martial, Secluded Prefecture.

The White Dragon Sect moved quickly, almost taking only half a day to capture several cities.

After all, this is the White Dragon Sect's main base, and all its forces have been concentrated here.

Added to the turmoil caused by evil spirits, sea beasts, and neighboring small countries, most of Great Martial's troops are already stationed at the borders, so they were caught off guard by the White Dragon Sect's attack.

Secluded Prefecture City.

Tens of thousands of White Dragon Sect followers are besieging Secluded Prefecture City, while the city's Embroidered Uniform Guard, garrison, and Six Gates are putting up resistance.

On the city walls, the Embroidered Uniform Guard's repeating crossbows keep firing, harvesting the White Dragon Sect members below.

A Captain of a Thousand struck with one palm, sending the White Dragon Sect members who had climbed the city wall flying, then shouted loudly.

"Commander! They're too many!"

Beside him is the scholar; since Shen Qing began dealing with evil spirits, the scholar has taken on the burden of commanding the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and because of a case, the scholar also came to Secluded Prefecture City—this city defense is under the scholar's command.

There has long been a saying: one person from a county town is enough to govern a country, and indeed it makes sense.

The scholar, Black Dog, Old Li, and Lin Zikai are all people who walked out of White Cloud County together with Shen Qing.

The once timid scholar has now grown into a commander capable of directing tens of thousands without losing formation.

The scholar glanced down at the city wall: "How is the situation on the other three walls?"

"Not lost yet, but casualties are heavy!"

The White Dragon Sect members are ultimately several times more numerous than the defenders; the scholar watches the White Dragon Sect forces draw nearer and lets out a low shout.

"Li Captain of a Thousand! Issue the order, execute Plan One."

"Clear out the last batch of explosives, fall back to the inner city."

"Yes!"

Not long after, the explosives were lit and thrown down from the city walls, but at that moment all the explosives hung suspended in midair and detonated into sparks.

The White Dragon Sect members outside the city burst into cheers: "Heavenly Gang Star! Heavenly Gang Star!"

Heavenly Gang Star stepped forward and came before the scholar.

"Are you the city's defense commander?"

"You look somewhat familiar—are you one of Shen Qing's Four Great Fiends? Your name is Scholar?"

Speaking, a massive aura pressed directly toward the scholar; Heavenly Gang Star gave a cold smile: "Indeed, enemies don't fail to meet."

The aura of a Martial Saint is immensely vast, while the scholar is only at the peak of the Master Realm; an ordinary Master would likely already have been forced to kneel.

As the saying goes, "Near vermilion one turns red; near ink one turns black."

Having followed Shen Qing for a long time, the scholar has long cultivated a hint of overlord's aura.

The scholar sweated profusely but remained ramrod straight, eyes fixed firmly on Heavenly Gang Star.

Heavenly Gang Star snorted: "You have some backbone! Kneel down and say three times 'Shen Qing is a bastard,' and I'll spare your life—how about that?"

As Heavenly Gang Star increased his aura, pressing the scholar to bend.

The scholar gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, forcibly straightened his back, and still wore a mocking look toward Heavenly Gang Star.

Heavenly Gang Star's face darkened: "Are you not afraid of me? Not afraid of death?"

The scholar gathered his last true qi into his throat and let out a loud laugh.

"Nonsense!"

"The boss I follow is destined to become the number one man under heaven! How could I possibly fear you, a mere White Dragon Sect Martial Saint?"

That roar left the surrounding Embroidered Uniform Guard, Six Gates, and soldiers dumbfounded—opposite them is a Martial Saint! You dare to shout like that?

The scholar's voice echoed across half of Secluded Prefecture City, but after that shout he had exhausted his last true qi, he collapsed weakly, yet a hand firmly caught him.

"You've become brave."

Hearing that familiar voice, the scholar snapped his eyes wide open and saw Shen Qing smiling at him.

The scholar's eyes instantly reddened, his voice full of grievance: "Boss!"

Shen Qing helped the scholar up, patted his shoulder: "No matter what, you're now a commander of tens of thousands—don't cry, stay sharp, don't lose face."

Meanwhile, the White Dragon Sect followers who had just been cheering outside the city fell completely silent.

As the saying goes, "A person's name, a tree's shadow."

Shen Qing's reputation in the White Dragon Sect is formidable—White Dragon Sect's Meat Grinder, White Dragon Sect's Nemesis... dozens of such titles all refer to Shen Qing; hearing them makes one's heart turn cold with fear.

Shen Qing turned around, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers.

Only see the Void Domain unfold, and outside Secluded Prefecture City the Void begins to tear, a violent suction erupts; those who didn't react in time were sucked dry into the Void, while those who reacted were also useless—after all, even a Martial Saint cannot withstand this force.

In barely a breath, the tens of thousands of White Dragon Sect followers outside the city, including the corpses on the ground, were all sucked into the Void, crushed by its immense pressure into blood mist.

The same scene keeps occurring outside Secluded Prefecture City; Shen Qing's Void Domain keeps opening its great maw to devour the lives of the White Dragon Sect followers.

"What is this thing?"

"Save me!"

These cries didn't last long—just a few breaths—and outside Secluded Prefecture City there were no White Dragon Sect followers left.

After doing all this, Shen Qing finally turned his gaze to Heavenly Gang Star.

At this moment Heavenly Gang Star's face had turned completely white, whiter than someone dead for seven days, sweat pouring down like a waterfall, his body trembling uncontrollably, his heart pounding wildly.

Shen Qing said: "Who are you again?"

Heavenly Gang Star trembled: "Shen... Shen Sir... I am... Heavenly... Gang... Star..."

Shen Qing chuckled: "Don't be nervous, you weren't exactly obedient just now, were you? You seemed dissatisfied with me; now I stand before you—say whatever you want to say."

Heavenly Gang Star knelt with a thud, his head repeatedly hitting the ground.

"Shen Sir... just now I was foul-mouthed..."

Shen Qing pressed his hand on Heavenly Gang Star's head and gave a cold chuckle.

If you're going to kneel, at least be sincere—who are you putting on this act for?

Saying this, Shen Qing suddenly pressed hard with his palm on Tiangang Xing's head and smashed it toward the city wall.

Boom!

A crack slowly appeared on the city wall.

Tiangang Xing's face was twisted from the blow, blood pouring out uncontrollably.

I was wrong...

Shen Qing gave a cold laugh.

You know you're wrong now? Too late!

Bang bang bang!

Several more impact sounds rang out.

And by now the city wall was covered in cracks.

The city wall that the tens of thousands of White Dragon Sect followers had failed to collapse just now was on the verge of collapsing.

And Tiangang Xing's face was covered in blood, his features smashed to pieces, yet he kept muttering.

I was wrong, I was wrong...

Shen Qing casually threw Tiangang Xing aside: "Very good, now that looks like an apology."

The scholar, who had walked out of White Cloud County together with Shen Qing, was reliable and quick-witted, had offered Shen Qing many ideas, and had also gone through fire and water with him.

And yet Tiangang Xing, oblivious to danger, actually wanted the scholar to make him kneel?

This anger, Shen Qing intended to vent it fiercely on behalf of the scholar!

Shen Qing looked at the scholar: "Scholar, how about it, has your anger subsided?"

The scholar's eyes reddened as he nodded slightly.

Tiangang Xing's eyes also showed a hint of relief.

But at that moment, Shen Qing's demon-like voice sounded.

"What is that look of relief in your eyes? Did I say it was over?"

"I still have things to ask—what's with your half-dead state?"

Having said that, Shen Qing stepped forward and kicked hard between Tiangang Xing's legs.

Tiangang Xing's eyes bulged, and he instantly turned into a Holy Spear Wanderer.

Shen Qing nodded satisfactorily: "Finally, you've got some spirit."

"Come, tell me, where is the White Dragon Saint?"

At this critical juncture, the White Dragon Sect still dares to rebel—Shen Qing can't even be bothered to think, only the White Dragon Saint could give them such courage.

Tiangang Xing's eyes bulged as he cried out: "In Myriad Abundant Marsh, in Myriad Abundant Marsh..."

The Dragon Slayer at his waist trembled incessantly; he could hardly wait to go behead the White Dragon Saint!

After all, the Dragon Slayer is only one White Dragon Saint away from its final evolution.

Since that's the case, Shen Qing also couldn't be bothered to wait; he grabbed Tiangang Xing and flew toward Myriad Abundant Marsh.

"Scholar, you wait here for me; I'll go kill that old thing and come back."