Following Qin Lang's campaign and massacre, the number of people in the 'Evil Killing Alliance' had already begun to drop off in large numbers. Comparatively speaking, the Poison Sect's losses were much smaller, and this was all because Qin Lang had done it himself. Although the leaders of other sects were all in high positions, none of them valued the lives of their subordinates as much as Qin Lang did. He would do all the troublesome things himself.
And the direct result of Qin Lang's extreme actions was actually a "peace talk."
The struggle for benefits in the martial world was just like the struggle between countries. And the strangest thing about the struggle between countries was that the party who was beaten would often be the first to propose peace talks.
It couldn't be helped. This had been the case for all the dynasties, and it was the same for most countries. Very few countries and dynasties would directly fight the invaders to the death. As for the reason, it was because the people with vested interests in the dynasty were more afraid of death than the common people, because they might lose more than the common people.
The war in Jianghu was probably the same. Qin Lang risked his life, but the result was not that he was the public enemy of Jianghu, who everyone wanted to kill. Instead, he got a chance to negotiate. Moreover, this negotiation was initiated by the Evil Killing Alliance, which meant that Qin Lang already had the upper hand.
Peace talk?
Looking at the pure gold card in the messenger's hand, Qin Lang didn't take it at all. With a thought, two words appeared on the gold card:
Talk my ass!
The messenger left with a livid face.
Qin Lang didn't mean to be pretentious. He just felt that there was nothing to talk about with this group of people. This was because negotiation meant compromise, and Qin Lang didn't intend to compromise with this group of people at all. Since that was the case, what was the point of talking?
Peace talks would only weaken Qin Lang's determination.
Now that Qin Lang had comprehended the fate of heaven and earth, he naturally had to do it in one go. Otherwise, if he weakened his momentum, he and the Poisons would be doomed.
***
"Damn it!"
At night, in an old temple in the south of Jin Ling City, there was a sudden roar. This voice was like thunder that resounded through the entire temple. The bronze bell at the entrance of the temple trembled continuously under the impact of the sound waves.
In a meditation room in the temple stood the messenger who had delivered the notice to Qin Lang. Sitting in front of him was an eminent monk. This old monk looked to be about seventy years old, but his body was unusually tall and sturdy, even more so than many young people. But as a member of the Buddhist Sect, this person had a very heavy murderous aura. He was clearly a "professional killer" of the Obvious Sect. This person was the first monk of the Obvious Sect's Luohan Hall, and also the junior brother of the Obvious Sect's sect leader, Zang Du Chan Master — Zang Shen Chan Master. The teachings of the Buddhist Sect emphasized on "redeeming people", but this person had the heart to blaspheme and kill the gods, so he gave himself the title of "God Burying".
In terms of Zen cultivation, Zang Shen Chan Master knew nothing about it, but this guy was a natural martial arts prodigy. Later, he directly challenged and severely injured the previous first monk of the Luohan Hall, becoming the new first monk of the Luohan Hall. In the blink of an eye, decades had passed.
This time, Zang Shen Chan Master had moved mainly because of Steel Fist. Although Steel Fist was Zang Du Chan Master's disciple, he was greatly appreciated by Zang Shen Chan Master. So in a sense, Steel Fist could be considered half a disciple of Zang Shen Chan Master. If not for this, Steel Fist would not have dared to be so arrogant in the Buddhist Sect. And this arrogant personality was originally spoiled by Zang Shen Chan Master. Now that Steel Fist had been defeated and had become Qin Lang's poison slave, it was a humiliation to the Xian Sect, but to Zang Shen Chan Master, it was even more of a humiliation. Therefore, he had volunteered to represent the Xian Sect in this "Demon-Killing Alliance". His goal was to kill Qin Lang.
Zang Shen Chan Master had wanted to directly kill Qin Lang, but he had to consider the interests and many influences of the Xian Sect. In addition, this "Demon-Killing Alliance" was not stable, and many Jianghu forces were restless, so the alliance could collapse at any time. Therefore, Zang Shen Chan Master could only follow his senior brother's instructions and find a suitable opportunity to attack. That was why he had drawn up this so-called peace negotiation plan. Unfortunately, Qin Lang did not fall for it. This made Zang Shen Chan Master even more furious, and he hated Qin Lang to the extreme. He wanted nothing more than to tear the kid into pieces.
The golden invitation turned into golden liquid in Zang Shen Chan Master's hand. He said to the messenger, "From now on, I want to know that kid's whereabouts —"
"Master, that kid has already formed a Sacred Fetus. It will be very difficult for our people to follow him!" The messenger felt very troubled. "Besides, the Sect Leader has warned you not to act rashly — Ah!"
Before the messenger could finish speaking, Zang Shen Chan Master punched him and sent him flying dozens of feet away. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Zang Shen Chan Master sneered and said, "How dare you use your senior brother to suppress me? You don't know what's good for you! Senior brother is the Sect Leader, so he can naturally suppress me. Who do you think you are? I'm tired of this. Let the representatives of the Demon-Killing Alliance gather here immediately and discuss how to fight against the Poisons! "
"Master —"
The messenger wanted to persuade him, but when he saw the murderous aura around Zang Shen Chan Master, he immediately swallowed the rest of his words. The messenger knew Zang Shen Chan Master's temper very well. He knew that the Arhat Hall's Master was simply a demon of the Buddhist Sect. Even if they were from the Buddhist Sect, he would not show mercy when he attacked.
Understanding his situation, the messenger hurriedly slipped away.
About half an hour later, many representatives of the Demon-Killing Alliance arrived.
However, these people each had their own plans. When Zang Shen Chan Master mentioned immediately suppressing the Poisons, these people did not immediately agree to Zang Shen Chan Master's suggestion. Someone questioned, "Now that the Poisons Alliance is not weak, although we can't wait to tear that little demon Qin Lang into pieces, we have to admit that this little demon can be said to be monstrous. We have to take our time to think!"
"Take our time to think?" Zang Shen Chan Master sneered. "When we formed the alliance, didn't you all clamor to immediately execute that kid? Where did your courage go? "
The first person immediately shut up, but another person continued, "Zang Shen Chan Master, we definitely respect you as our leader and regard Xian Zong as our leader. However, if we start a full-scale war against the Poisons, I wonder if Xian Zong will fully intervene? If it's just us small and medium-sized forces, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to defeat the monstrous Poisons. "
This person seemed to be discussing the matter as it stood, but in reality, he did not want to put in much effort. After all, Qin Lang and the Poisons had only annexed the gangs under them and had not taken any further action. The Poisons had also stated that they were only interested in the gangs and did not want to further expand the scope of their attack. If these forces in the pugilistic world gave up on the idea of getting involved with the gangs, the Poisons could pretend that nothing had happened. On the other hand, if any force in the pugilistic world wanted to intervene, then the Poisons would definitely ruthlessly retaliate!
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