Chapter 244: Yao Yue and Lian Xing Are Shocked

"What?! The bald monks of Songshan Shaolin have attacked Bright Peak?!"

Hearing the disciple's panicked report, the high-ranking members of Menming Sect inside the main hall were all filled with rage!

Especially Dai Dai Qisi, the Purple Robed Dragon King, who had just broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, was in high spirits and utterly loyal to Brother Ning Chuan.

Her willow eyebrows stood on end, her apricot eyes widened, and a killing intent as cold as ice burst forth from her body!

"Unbelievable!" Dai Dai Qisi cried out in a delicate voice, her tone filled with undisguised fury and disdain.

"A mere group of bald monks from Songshan Shaolin, have they eaten the heart of a bear and the liver of a leopard?!"

"Even old bald monk Kongwen died on Bright Peak, and now even True Person Zhang Sanfeng of Wu Dang shows Brother Ning Chuan, the Island Lord, the utmost respect, yet they still dare to come and provoke us?!"

"They simply do not know life or death! Do they really think Menming Sect is still the soft persimmon that anyone could bully back then?!"

Her worship and loyalty towards Brother Ning Chuan had now reached a blind level.

In her heart, Brother Ning Chuan was an omnipotent god!

Anyone daring to show disrespect to Brother Ning Chuan was her mortal enemy!

Nearby, the Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao also let out a sinister, eerie laugh.

He licked his cracked lips, bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes:

"Heh heh heh... Do these bald monks from Songshan Shaolin truly wish to die?!"

"Those three old fellows, Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing, have all been casually crushed to death by Island Lord Brother Ning Chuan."

"Does Songshan Shaolin perhaps have some even more powerful figure?"

"Just right, my Cold Brocade Palm has not sucked human essence blood for some time; my hands are itching!"

During this period, under Brother Ning Chuan's bestowal, he had also gained some benefits, his cultivation base had improved slightly, and he was eager to find someone to test his skills on.

Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, and other high-ranking members of Menming Sect were also filled with indignation, rubbing their fists and readying themselves.

They were now completely won over and submissive towards Brother Ning Chuan, viewing him as the only hope for the revival of Menming Sect.

How could they tolerate these so-called Mingmenzheng Sects running wild on their territory?!

Dai Dai Qisi could no longer suppress the anger in her heart and immediately prepared to lead the Menming Sect members down the mountain to meet the enemy.

"Brothers! Follow me down the mountain! Slaughter all those bald monks who do not know life or death!"

"Let them know the consequences of offending Island Lord Brother Ning Chuan!"

Just as the crowd was filled with indignation, preparing to go out in full force and fight Songshan Shaolin to the death.

A calm and majestic voice, like a clear spring, slowly came from the inner hall of the main hall, ringing clearly in everyone's ears:

"No need for such trouble."

"Since they have come to their own door seeking death, then this Seat shall go out with you to take a look."

"It is also just right for this Seat to see what reserves Songshan Shaolin actually has."

Before the words had finished, Brother Ning Chuan's black dragon body, shrunk to about three meters but still emitting an endless aura of majesty and divinity, silently appeared before the crowd.

Beside him followed respectfully two girls of peerless beauty and distinct temperaments, yet both emitting the terrifying aura of the Grandmaster Realm level—Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo.

Seeing Brother Ning Chuan appear, the Menming Sect members all trembled, immediately bowing in respect, their expressions filled with utmost reverence.

When they felt the powerful aura from Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo, which was in no way inferior to the veteran Grandmasters like Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng.

Their hearts were stirred up with surging waves!

Oh heavens! It has only been a few short days since we last met, yet these two girls who were originally only in the Postnatal Realm have... have also leaped to become Grandmaster Realm level experts?!

What methods does this Island Lord Brother Ning Chuan possess, exactly how heaven-piercing and earth-shaking? How utterly unimaginable?!

Their awe and worship for Brother Ning Chuan rose again to a new, indescribable height!

At this moment, at the foot of Bright Peak.

It was already a sea of people, swords drawn and bows bent!

Thousands of Shaolin monks clad in kasaya, holding precept knives and Zen staffs, like a tide, surrounded the Shanmen of Bright Peak so tightly that not even water could pass through!

They all glared with wide eyes, chanting Buddhist names, emitting a thick killing intent and grief and indignation from their bodies!

Clearly, Great Ming Songshan Shaolin had this time gone out in full force, swearing to fight to the death with the Dragon King Island Lord of Taohuadao and the Menming Sect he controls!

On the outskirts of these Shaolin monks, and on some distant mountain peaks.

Hundreds and thousands of martial artists who had heard the news and rushed over to watch the spectacle had gathered.

Among them were not a few famous figures in the Wu Lin.

On their faces, they all carried curiosity, excitement, and a hint of Tension and expectation that was hard to conceal.

They all wanted to see with their own eyes what style this legendary Dragon King Island Lord, who could suppress the Bada Sect and even made Divine ability, Wang Chong bow down, actually possessed!

They also wanted to see what earth-shattering great battle would erupt between this Songshan Shaolin, the martial arts patriarch that had inherited for hundreds of years, and this mysterious expert who had suddenly appeared!

In the crowd, two figures of women as beautiful as fairies stood side by side, appearing particularly conspicuous.

They were the palace masters of the Yihua Palace, famous throughout the world and causing countless Wu Lin men to fall for them—Yao Yue and Lian Xing.

Lian Xing, looking at the tense atmosphere in the distance where swords were drawn and bows bent, ready to erupt at any moment, a hint of curiosity flashed in her beautiful eyes as she spoke softly to Yao Yue beside her:

"Sister, do you think... that Dragon King Island Lord of Taohuadao is truly as powerful as rumored?"

"Even figures like the Western Poison Ouyang Feng and the Divine Sword Xie Xiaofeng were defeated in his hands?"

On Yao Yue's face, which was so beautiful it surpassed all humans yet carried a hint of cold aloofness, there was no change in expression.

She simply said lightly, "Let us see, and we will know."

She had come this time not to join the crowd, but to observe the duel between top experts.

She aspired to the peak of the martial arts path; she would not easily let go of any opportunity that could give her enlightenment.

She was also curious, what realm of the utterly unimaginable the strength of that legendary Dragon King Island Lord had actually reached.

Not far away, there were also several figures with equally extraordinary auras silently watching all this.

One of them, with a handsome face yet bearing an unmistakable trace of weariness and desolation, idly twirled a small flying dagger in his hand; he was none other than Li Xunhuan, the man behind the saying "Li Xunhuan's Flying Dagger never misses."

He let out a soft sigh and murmured to himself: "Ding Peng's Demon Blade has already reached the state of perfection, utterly domineering and unparalleled. Who would have thought... it would also be defeated so decisively?"

"That Dragon Island Lord is truly unfathomable."

Beside him stood a youth clad in black, his expression stern, a long sword strapped to his back, a sharp glint of sword energy flashing in his eyes.

He was none other than "Flying Sword Guest" A Fei, renowned throughout the world for his speed of sword.

He spoke in a deep voice: "I once had the fortune to witness Xie Xiaofeng's sword; the height of his sword Dao leaves me feeling ashamed in comparison."

"Who would have thought that even a natural Sword God like him would bow his head and submit before that Island Lord."

"Unbelievable."

The gazes of the crowd flickered, their thoughts varied, yet without exception, all attention was tightly locked upon the standoff before the Shanmen of Bright Peak.

Just then, from the ranks of Songshan Shaolin, stepped forth a tall and burly old monk with a majestic countenance, holding a convenient shovel in his hand.

He was none other than Yuan Jian Chan Shi, the head of the Arhat Hall of Songshan Shaolin who led this expedition!

His cultivation base had also reached the absolute peak of the Grandmaster realm; within the Wu Lin of Great Ming, he was indeed a formidable figure.

Glaring angrily at the Shanmen of Bright Peak, he gathered his full internal energy and roared with a voice like a great bell:

"You demonic cultists atop Bright Peak, listen!"

"We, disciples of Songshan Shaolin, have come today solely to punish that evil dragon of Taohuadao who harms fellow martial artists and slaughters the innocent!"

"Quickly make that evil dragon come out to face death! Otherwise, do not blame us for showing no mercy and leveling your Mo Sect headquarters!"

Behind him, thousands of Songshan Shaolin monks roared in unison, their voices shaking the four wildernesses:

"Evil dragon, face death! Blood for blood!"

"Evil dragon, face death! Blood for blood!"

That wave of sound, filled with grief, indignation, and killing intent, echoed endlessly above the entire Bright Peak.