Chapter 1658: Chapter 1690: Clan Leader Conference, Assassination Target
This old man is too old, beyond recognition, even stumbles while walking.
“Oh, my old waist…”
Wu Dazhuang held his waist, his body hunched, trembling slightly.
“Please, Elder Dazhuang, instruct .”
Wu Tianlong clasped his fists, speaking straightforwardly.
“In that case, this old man will boldly throw a punch.”
“What was that move called?”
Wu Dazhuang frowned, seemingly trying hard to rember sothing, then took out a cultivation technique book from his bosom, flipped through a few pages, and suddenly understood: “Oh right, it’s called Great Demon Hand!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura spread, the old palm covered with a layer of dark black, reaching out towards Wu Tianlong.
“Great Demon Hand!”
Wu Tianlong swung his arms, layers of purple-black aura spreading, his movents swift as lightning, colliding with Wu Dazhuang’s palm.
“Sizz, sizz, sizz!”
Sounds rang around everyone’s ears.
The mont the two hands touched, it was like boiling water eting solid ice, emitting a large amount of steaming heat.
A wisp of black gas entered Li Xiaobai’s mouth, and the values on the system panel in his mind fluctuated.
[Attribute Point 100,000…]
This palm technique is toxic, even the aftermath is effective.
“Hmm?”
“Your cultivation technique is practiced well, what’s the next move?”
Wu Dazhuang withdrew his palm, scratching his head, and asked.
“Transforming Demon Shadow!”
Wu Tianlong ignored the other’s antics, took a step forward, and his form disappeared into nothingness.
“Oh right, age has made mory fade, Transforming Demon Shadow!”
The old man chuckled, took a similar step, and vanished without a trace. This trick Li Xiaobai had seen in the village; it didn’t truly disappear but concealed the form, and both were still in the center of the main hall.
However, the thods displayed by the two were obviously far superior to those of the cultivators in the village, truly achieving complete disappearance without leaving any trace of aura, only the airwaves from their continuous collisions in mid-air indicated that a silent battle had already begun.
“Can actually battle Elder Dazhuang to a draw?”
“This kid Wu Tianlong is really promising. I rember at last year’s Clan Leader eting, he didn’t have this level of cultivation prowess. No wonder he dared to recomnd the Clan Leader to join the eting, he must have had a fortuitous encounter!”
“Speaking of which, can any of you see their figures? Even at the Immortal Gods Realm, I can’t see even a shadow of them!”
“It’s useless, Elder Dazhuang’s strength is extraordinary. In this main hall, fewer than ten people can precisely capture his Transforming Demon Shadow!”
The clan leaders whispered to each other, genuinely shocked. Wu Tianlong, who had always appeared unremarkable, had overwhelming strength and cultivation that totally surpassed them.
This was simply unimaginable.
“Looks like this guy’s obsession with the wine jar is quite crazy.”
“Even willing to fight experts for a stranger.”
Li Xiaobai’s eyes shimred with unusual brilliance; it seed likely that what was stored in the wine jar wasn’t just the blood of the little princess of the Fox Demon Clan.
Their figures were still absent in the scene, but cracks were tearing across the floor and walls of the main hall, the ground was collapsing, inch by inch breaking apart, spider webbing.
After a mont.
The space warped slightly, revealing the figures of Wu Tianlong and Wu Dazhuang.
The old man was unscathed, while Wu Tianlong was drenched in blood, his body covered in claw marks as if torn by wild beasts, breathing heavily, blood gushing out like spring water, staining the ground a bright red.
“A character indeed.”
“Old now, can’t fight anymore, no match for the young people!”
Wu Dazhuang hunched his figure, patting his back, and wobbled back to his spot on the mat and sat down.
“Thank you, Elder.”
Wu Tianlong bowed, expressing gratitude for the other’s restraint at the crucial mont, sparing him.
“Tianlong, all the clan leaders are here to spur and encourage you. You are a pillar of the Wu Clan; the person you recomnd is naturally trusted by everyone. The so-called three rounds of trial were just to see if you have been cultivating diligently over these years.”
“Now it seems you have made quite the progress, a fine young man of the Wu Clan.”
The clan elder said blandly.
“The clan overpraises; it’s all thanks to the clan’s nurturing that I’ve reached this point.”
Wu Tianlong said respectfully.
“Take your seat; today I have important matters to announce.”
The elder nodded, raised his hand slightly, and said indifferently.
“It was just a small episode, nothing to mind. Chief of the family, which power will we deal with this year? Just say it directly.”
A man in a black robe on the mat closest to the clan said impatiently.
“Indeed, whether there’s a clan leader eting or not doesn’t matter; getting on with business is what’s crucial.”
“Exactly, everyone’s ti is precious.”
Several other clan leaders near the clan also said impatiently, considering this little episode a waste of ti.
“Don’t be so impatient; this year’s task is more difficult.”
“The higher-ups have spoken, this year, Qin Tian must die!”
On the mat, the elder stroked the Dragon Head Cane, word by word he said.
“Qin Tian?”
“What do they an by this? Haven’t they always cooperated with the Abyssal Domain? Qin Tian is the Lord of the Abyssal Domain.”
“This task is a bit tricky; our clan is closely connected to the Abyssal Domain. To kill Qin Tian, we must first withdraw our assets.”
“Qin Tian, as a domain lord, has an unfathomable cultivation level, and is surrounded by countless masters. It’s not easy to want him dead!”
As soon as the elder spoke, the clan leaders imdiately erupted in discussion.
Qin Tian, that is a godlike existence, being a domain lord is not an empty title. The Abyssal Domain is located beneath the Land of the Dead, rich in resources, with countless strong persons, and countless connections. To carry out an assassination against such a person, the difficulty is not ordinary. At least among the family heads present, only a few might qualify for it.
“Why is the target Qin Domain Lord this ti?”
“Are the higher-ups planning a major move?”
“But cleansing the Abyssal Domain doesn’t benefit them!”
The Wu Clan lives by assassination; usually, each clan leader completes their assassination performance targets. The annual clan leader eting determines the main assassination target for the year, the most significant assassination objective as well.
All clansn can carry out the assassination, and whoever succeeds in the assassination gets endless resources and wealth, but no one expected the target would be this prominent this ti. If a domain lord of such a large domain dies, the impact will be imasurable.
“These are the instructions from above, the task has been issued, and I have accepted it. I cannot reveal too much about the process, but one thing you need to know is that Qin Tian must die. If no one completes the task by the end of the year, I will personally take action. Whether the Wu Clan can continue to stand firm and exist in the world depends entirely on this.”
The clan elder lightly spoke, a word that silenced all the noise.
“Since the clan has stated it so, we have no choice but to charge forward regardless of fire or water. Rest assured, clan, Qin Tian won’t live much longer.”
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