Huang intended to kill the Five Dragons of the Wang Clan—openly, without any attempt to conceal it. This declaration was less a statement of Shi Hao’s resolve and more an expression of his stance!
This time, the Wang Clan had gone too far. They had actually unleashed a Thunder Spirit to harm him—a rare and legendary creature capable of controlling heavenly tribulations. Anyone else would have undoubtedly perished.
Even Shi Hao, had he not sensed the danger in advance, might have been grievously wounded by the ambush.
The Wang Clan had repeatedly sought his death, disregarding the greater threat of the millions of foreign armies beyond the Imperial Pass, acting solely out of selfish malice to eliminate him at all costs.
This time, Shi Hao was furious—utterly enraged. The Wang Clan had tried time and again to kill him, fearing his growth and future threat to their clan, exhausting every underhanded method.
By declaring his intent publicly, he wasn’t expecting others to dare kill the Five Dragons. Instead, he was exposing the truth, humiliating the Wang Clan.
Originally, the Wang Clan would have tried to cover this up. But Shi Hao wanted to tear off the veil, ensuring everyone knew the truth.
Because not everyone in the Imperial Pass was aware that the Thunder Spirit belonged to the Wang Clan. Most merely envied Shi Hao’s luck in subduing such a heaven-defying creature.
The elders present were deeply uncomfortable. Though they despised the Wang Clan, none dared to join Shi Hao in slaughtering the Five Dragons outright.
After all, the Wang Clan was a behemoth. Attacking them would mean outright war—no trivial matter.
The Wang Clan had Wang Changsheng, a figure hailed as invincible, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Meng Tianzheng, just half a step away from immortality, wielding unparalleled power.
Had the world not changed, he would have already become a true immortal—supreme, unrivaled across all ages and races.
Some even speculated that as the foreign realm’s assault continued, the barriers between worlds would eventually collapse, merging and evolving. When that happened, the environment might shift drastically, allowing Wang Changsheng to ascend to true immortality.
People hesitated to act, both for personal and public reasons.
For the public good, the Imperial Pass could not descend into chaos. Attacking the Wang Clan would inevitably spark turmoil.
Beyond the Five Dragons, the Wang Clan had deployed a hundred thousand elite troops, personally selected by Wang Changsheng and stationed here. Combined with their existing forces in the pass, they were a formidable power.
“Little brother, it’s best not to act rashly.”
“Indeed, we understand your grievances, but now is not the time for large-scale conflict.”
Some tried to dissuade him, acting out of goodwill. Regardless, the Imperial Pass could not afford chaos, and no faction would permit it.
Yet, everyone knew the Wang Clan would have to pay dearly—otherwise, this matter would not end, especially since Meng Tianzheng would never allow it.
“The Wang Clan has gone too far, repeatedly trying to kill me. If this continues, I’ll inevitably fall to their schemes. Why shouldn’t they be punished?!” Shi Hao roared in fury.
He made his stance clear: this matter demanded justice and guarantees. Otherwise, such covert attacks would be impossible to guard against.
“Exactly! The Wang Clan is shameless, striking again and again. They should be wiped out, eradicated completely!” Cao Yushen nodded, now firmly aligned with Shi Hao and unafraid of opposing the Wang Clan.
“The Five Dragons of the Wang Clan didn’t come to the Imperial Pass out of noble intent. They were exiled here for their crimes—attempting to kill Huang! Now they’ve repeated their offenses and must be punished!” The Lunar Jade Rabbit and the Heavenly Horned Ant also voiced their condemnation.
“The Wang Clan has crossed the line time and again. Fellow cultivators, do you truly believe this clan will stand as a pillar against our enemies beyond the pass? Their infighting is terrifying. What if they resort to extremes at a critical moment? They’re a disaster waiting to happen!” Shi Hao spoke gravely.
He wasn’t afraid of escalation. In fact, he wanted to push the Wang Clan into chaos, forcing them to pay a heavy price and securing greater advantages.
He didn’t expect to uproot the clan this time—that was unrealistic.
“Audacious brat! How dare you slander my Wang Clan? Where’s your proof? And you’ve killed one of our elders without cause. We haven’t settled that score, and now you provoke us further? You won’t be spared!”
A thunderous roar came from the distance, where a supreme expert stood amidst roiling clouds and churning chaos.
He didn’t dare approach, knowing Meng Tianzheng was present, but his furious rebuttal was clear.
Shi Hao’s brows shot up. After nearly being killed, he was now being accused?
“Have you no shame?” Shi Hao retorted.
“How shameless! After what you’ve done, you still dare to twist the truth?” Cao Yushen shouted.
“Outrageous! The Wang Clan will not tolerate such insults and slander!” another voice thundered from afar.
Indeed, the Wang Clan was furious. Though they had orchestrated the attack, Shi Hao had not only survived but gained immense benefits.
The Thunder Pool and the mysterious beam of light had become his, leaving the Wang Clan seething with envy and regret.
Worst of all, they had lost the Thunder Spirit—a potential trump card that could have nurtured three invincible warriors. Now, it was in Shi Hao’s hands, destined to be turned against them.
Of course, they never considered that their own schemes had brought this upon them.
“You’ve gone too far. Who’s the real offender here?” Elder Meng Tianzheng spoke coldly, raising a massive hand that blotted out the sky, pressing toward the distant figures.
“No—!” The three men turned and fled, terrified out of their wits.
Meng Tianzheng stood shoulder-to-shoulder with their ancestor, Wang Changsheng—an invincible figure none dared oppose.
They had merely tried to argue their case, never expecting to provoke the elder’s wrath.
The colossal hand cast a suffocating shadow over the Imperial Pass. Countless cultivators trembled, many collapsing under the oppressive aura.
None could withstand the elder’s might.
Many powerful figures shuddered uncontrollably, collapsing to the ground in fear.
Crack!
The three men were crushed beneath the hand, their bones shattering.
This was mercy. Had Meng Tianzheng unleashed his full power, they would have been reduced to mist.
“Throw them into the death prison. They’ll be sent to the battlefield to atone with their lives!” Meng Tianzheng commanded. Immediately, enforcers seized the three and hauled them away.
“Meng Tianzheng, you go too far!” A furious roar came from the Wang Clan’s stronghold, carrying across the distance.
“Too far? You dare speak of going too far? It’s time to settle accounts!” Meng Tianzheng’s expression was icy.
Shi Hao was someone Meng Tianzheng had personally guided onto the path of self-cultivation. Justice would be served.
Boom!
Before all, Meng Tianzheng struck again. His colossal hand spanned the heavens, descending upon the Wang Clan’s territory.
Thud!
Bodies fell mid-air, blood spraying.
“Brother, please calm your anger!” A hoarse voice called from the direction of the Ancestral Altar, accompanied by a radiant five-colored path.
An ancient chariot, drawn by mythical beasts and steered by two attendants, rolled forward. They bowed deeply, inviting Meng Tianzheng aboard.
“Brother, come and speak with me. I promise you’ll be satisfied. Hold your hand for now,” the voice urged.
“Very. I’ll grant you this face.” Meng Tianzheng boarded the chariot and vanished along the glowing path.
Before leaving, he returned the Thunder Pool to Shi Hao, assuring him it was sealed—the beam of light wouldn’t escape.
In the Imperial Pass, no one would dare steal it.
For now, the storm had subsided.
But everyone knew the Wang Clan would pay dearly.
With Meng Tianzheng gone, the oppressive atmosphere lifted. Even restrained, his mere presence had been suffocating.
At the Supreme Realm, his power was unimaginable.
Now, the elders surged forward eagerly, as did Cao Yushen, the Lunar Jade Rabbit, and others, crowding around Shi Hao.
“Let me see this Thunder Pool!” the Heavenly Horned Ant clamored.
The group jostled for a look.
Clang! One elder tapped the pool, hoping to chip off a piece, only to recoil with a numb arm and split palm. The pool was unbreakable.
A bolt of lightning struck him, leaving him charred and disheveled.
Wiping soot from his face, the elder chuckled. “Incredible! Let me study it further!”
Shi Hao, too, examined the pool. It seemed carved from ancient stone, impossibly old.
“Wait—do I see something moving inside?” an elder suddenly exclaimed.
He urged Shi Hao to hold the pool steady. Peering in, beyond the shimmering tribulation liquid, he glimpsed shadows.
“By the heavens—are those living creatures?” another gasped.
“They’re emerging from the pool’s walls! Are those… true dragons swimming inside?” someone cried in disbelief.
“Make way, elders! Let us see too!” Cao Yushen called.
“I’ll treat everyone to divine wine—tribulation liquid. Let’s sit and study this properly,” Shi Hao offered, suppressing his awe.
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