Chapter 3911 — T022 Double Eleven Special Chapter 9: The Mortal Realm
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The battlefield, which had looked like the end of the world, fell silent without warning at the old man's appearance. Everyone stopped fighting of their own accord, watching him with both reverence and dread.
To wipe out three Heaven-Tier Great Perfection biochemical experts with a casual move—what kind of power was that? Good heavens, this old man couldn't be a top-tier master come down from Cloud-Tier Island, could he?
Suddenly the Blood Garment Patriarch and the others threw themselves to their knees before all present, faces alight with excitement, and knocked their heads to the ground as one, crying: "Blood Garment, Yellow Springs, and Yinsen pay our respects to the Master!"
At these words the crowd exchanged stunned glances, astonishment written plainly on every face. This old man was the master of these patriarchs of the Blood Garment Yellow Springs Sect?
And before He Dantou and his people could recover from the shock, several leading experts of the Black Horse Society had already hurriedly prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling with every breath as though treading on thin ice: "M-Master Lin, spare our lives!"
Master Lin? Who in the world was that? Could he be some elder of Wei Zhao's?
He Dantou and the others grew only more baffled, and the looks they cast at the Black Horse Society men were utterly dumbfounded. These people were on their side! What the hell did it mean for them all to kneel to this old man together?
Seeing that He Dantou seemed about to explode once he grasped the situation, the kneeling leader of the Black Horse Society hastily shot him and his companions a furtive look and mouthed three words: Lin Dongfang.
Oh, heavens! Once they understood the man's meaning, He Dantou and the others felt their minds go utterly blank. This old bastard was actually one of the famed Vajra Twins of old—Lin Dongfang?!
Everyone present was a veteran expert of deep standing, and who did not know the dread name the Vajra Twins had earned in their day? Even if one had never seen them with one's own eyes, one had at least heard of them.
Those two were veritable gods in the cultivation world—who the hell would dare cross them?
Even a man as bold as He Dantou was struck dumb on the spot at the name Lin Dongfang; his legs turned to jelly and he nearly wet himself.
"Heh, so a few of you still recognize me. How rare. But since you dared lay hands on my nephew's people, you should be ready to pay the price," Lin Dongfang said with a faint smile.
It was under his fist that Qian Boguang, the Black Horse Society's chairman, had died back then; no wonder these experts of the Black Horse Society could recognize him.
My God, it's really true! He Dantou and the others felt their scalps prickle again. A moment ago they could still hope the Black Horse Society men had misjudged and mistaken him, but now Lin Dongfang had admitted it himself!
And more crucially, the implication in Lin Dongfang's words—this Wei Zhao was actually his nephew? That news was a thunderbolt from a clear sky!
To think they had been opposing Lin Dongfang's own nephew—such a death-defying business sent chills through them at the mere thought of it!
Hearing Lin Dongfang's words, He Dantou and the others, who had been swaggering so proudly a moment before, could not muster the slightest thought of resistance.
A man's name is the shadow of a tree; the fearsome reputation of the Vajra Twins had been piled up from the lives of countless experts. An expert of Lin Dongfang's caliber could not be measured by ordinary reason.
Show him the least disregard, and they might well follow the three Heaven-Tier Great Perfection experts into death. For all that they were high and mighty lords in their own domains, if Lin Dongfang wished to kill them, it would be no different from wringing a chicken's neck.
As Lin Dongfang's mild gaze swept over them, He Dantou suddenly bellowed: "Run!"