“Young man, is this the attitude you should have? Instead of paying respects to your seniors, you stand there roaring—what kind of behavior is this?” A cold voice emanated from the war chariot.
“This old geezer is truly shameless. After all the hostility, he still expects Shi Hao to bow to him? Just trying to humiliate him,” Cao Yusheng muttered.
The little ant nodded. It had a fiery temper—if it were up to it, they’d just charge in and fight.
“Surrounding the Heavenly Deity Academy with overwhelming bloodlust, coming here with hostility—and you still have the nerve to talk about seniority and respect? I’m being polite by not outright asking if you’ve already defected to the other side!” Shi Hao retorted sharply.
He stood his ground, showing no goodwill toward the Wang Family. Wang Zhen leading an attack was unexpected—he never thought the Wang Family would dare to besiege the Heavenly Deity Academy with such a force.
“Fang, you know why we’re here!” someone from Wang Zhen’s side shouted from another chariot.
Shi Hao sneered mockingly. “Of course I know. Are you here to apologize? If you’re sincere, then march straight to the border and join the battle. The brave men of the Nine Heavens are shedding blood there—surely your sense of duty isn’t that low?”
“How dare you!” A young man lost his temper, roaring, “Shi Hao! Fang! Who do you think you are? Provoking the Wang Family again and again—today, not even an immortal can save you!”
“What’s this? Cornered dogs jumping over the wall, abandoning all reason?” Cao Yusheng laughed, standing beside Shi Hao and pointing disdainfully.
“Silence!” Thousands roared, their voices shaking the heavens. Hundreds of mounts neighed, their combined bloodlust oppressive—this was undoubtedly an elite force.
“The Wang Family is not to be insulted!” Thousands raised their weapons, their cold light illuminating the Nine Heavens. A sharp killing intent swept forth, plunging the entire Heavenly Deity Academy into a sudden chill.
Cao Yusheng paled—this force was terrifyingly strong. It must be the Wang Family’s trump card!
“Young friend, we do not wish to overpower you with numbers, but you’ve truly gone too far this time. Slaying our Wang Family disciples—do you think our Eternal Clan has no one left?” From the grandest bronze chariot, Wang Zhen stepped forward, clad in golden Daoist robes. Despite his aged appearance, his demeanor was dignified. “Originally, Senior Meng Tianzheng and our clan had reached an agreement, resolving our misunderstandings. Yet, in such a short time, you’ve resorted to such brutality. This is unacceptable.”
“This old man looks so refined, yet he’s utterly shameless,” the golden ant muttered.
“Exactly! How can he twist the truth like this? Wasn’t it the Wang Family who came to the Heavenly Deity Academy to provoke Shi Hao first? Now he’s making black seem white,” Cao Yusheng added.
The two of them mocked mercilessly, exposing the hypocrisy outright.
“The truth is clear to the Wang Family. If you’re confused, ask the witnesses—everyone saw that those Wang Family members deserved death!” Shi Hao’s response was brief, as the ant and Cao Yusheng had already said enough.
“Young friend, you’re too domineering. Couldn’t this have been resolved without bloodshed? This puts me in a difficult position. If I don’t bring you back, I cannot answer to the dead. But do not fear—our Wang Family is merciful. We understand there may have been misunderstandings, so we won’t take your life. However, you must kneel before our ancestral hall and apologize. What do you say?” Wang Zhen spoke gently, feigning benevolence.
“Old man, you’re just after that scripture! Stop pretending—it’s nauseating!” the Heavenly Horned Ant shouted.
“Insolence! How dare you speak to our ancestor like that?” a younger Wang member snapped.
“Scram! Who do you think you are? Even if Wang Changsheng himself came, I’d say the same!” the ant retorted.
The crowd shuddered, then remembered—this was the descendant of one of the Ten Fierce, the Heavenly Horned Ant’s bloodline, a true immortal heir. In terms of status, it was incomparably lofty.
“Unfortunately, this is no longer the Immortal Ancient Era. You have no right to act so arrogantly!” a middle-aged man beside Wang Zhen sneered.
“You dare speak of arrogance? Even if I’m the last of my kind, I’m nobler than your hypocritical Wang Family! If you want the scripture, just attack—stop wasting breath like a swarm of flies!” the ant spat.
Lately, spending time with Cao Yusheng had sharpened even the straightforward ant’s tongue.
“Was the Heavenly Horned Ant Clan’s dominance in Immortal Ancient built on words? No wonder they fell,” the middle-aged man mocked coldly.
“What did you say?!” The ant’s fury ignited. The Immortal Ancient War had claimed all its kin—this was a deep wound.
Shi Hao’s expression darkened as well. “Wang Family, you’ve crossed the line. The Heavenly Horned Ant Clan fought against the other realm’s forces in Immortal Ancient—how dare you insult such heroes?”
Others also glared at the Wang Family’s representative.
“Ah, Wang Ji misspoke. Do not take it to heart,” Wang Zhen chuckled before turning stern. “Fang, will you come to our ancestral hall or not?”
“Your words only prove the Wang Family’s shamelessness!” Shi Hao had no patience left. “If you want to capture me, be prepared—your ancestral hall may need thousands more coffins!”
A naked threat, brimming with killing intent!
The onlookers gasped.
“Just kill these scoundrels already!” the ant urged.
“Fools! We offered you dignity, but now we’ll take you by force!” Wang Ji growled before turning to the ant. “I didn’t want to say it, but your lineage should focus on survival—if you can.”
“You threaten me?!” the ant raged.
“What if I do? Attack!” Wang Ji commanded.
The sky darkened as hundreds of chariots and thousands of warriors unleashed their killing aura. The Wang Family’s elite advanced, weapons gleaming.
“Kill!” they roared.
“Seniors, please act!” Shi Hao called out.
“Kill!” Five low but earth-shaking voices answered. Five figures clad in black armor emerged—the five soldier puppets.
“Five men against thousands? A joke!” Wang Ji scoffed.
Unaware of their identity, the Wang forces had mobilized a supreme battle formation, confident in their overwhelming numbers.
Indeed, the formation’s power surged, shaking the heavens. Even observers from other Eternal Clans paled—unless a supreme expert intervened, this was disastrous.
Yet, against all expectations, the five soldiers remained unfazed. Clad in black, wielding halberds, spears, and polearms, they marched forward undaunted.
“Those who insult the Heavenly Horned Ant Clan—die!” their leader declared.
“Oh? Let’s see you try,” Wang Ji sneered.
“Kill!”
The five erupted, their voices shattering the sky like primordial thunder. An ocean of bloodlust—forged from countless battles—engulfed the battlefield.
Everyone froze. This was the aura of true warriors, drenched in the blood of endless slaughter.
Only five, yet they carved through the Wang forces like a scythe—limbs flew, weapons shattered, none could stop them.
Even Shi Hao was stunned. These five were monstrous.
The Wang Family’s elite? Crushed. Tossed aside like rag dolls. Bodies rained, chariots exploded.
*Thud!*
In an instant, one soldier lunged like black lightning, his spear piercing Wang Ji’s chest, hoisting him midair.
“The Heavenly Horned Ant Clan shall not be disgraced!”
The scene was devastating. The unstoppable charge, the effortless slaughter—even Wang Ji, a supreme expert, was impaled like a bug.
The crowd gaped, then roared in exhilaration.
Yet Shi Hao sighed. These five had once fought at the border, slaying enemies of the Nine Heavens. Now, they were forced to turn their blades inward—a tragedy. Their hearts must ache.
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