"Do you think you can change anything just because you're here? This isn't your Martial Soul Mountain, where you can do whatever you want," the leader of the Radiant Saint Hall growled.
"Even if I can't change anything, I can keep your Radiant Saint Hall busy at the very least so that you can't harm the eighth brother of our Martial Soul lineage," Hun Zang chuckled. Afterwards, he glanced past the peak experts gathered there. He remained calm and showed no fear at all. He clasped his fist and said, "Everyone, Jianchen is the eighth brother of our Martial Soul lineage. I hope you can give our Martial Soul lineage some face and not harm Jianchen."
"We only want the Anatta Tower. We won't make things difficult for him if he hands over the Anatta Tower …"
"Hun Zang, your Martial Soul lineage can take him away, but you can't take the Anatta Tower away …"
"That's right. We can give your Martial Soul lineage some face. You can take him away, but you have to leave the Anatta Tower behind …"
…
The peak experts gathered there all called out. They were determined.
Even though Hun Zang's cultivation was nothing in their eyes, they dared not underestimate Hun Zang at all. Instead, a few peak experts even showed a sliver of fear in their eyes.
Jianchen remained composed as he was surrounded. He watched on coldly as the light in his eyes flickered.
He could already tell from how these people treated Hun Zang that even though the Martial Soul lineage could not produce Grand Primes, they were not as weak as he had imagined them to be.
Hun Zang, in particular, seemed to pose a greater threat than the leader of the Radiant Saint Hall even though Hun Zang possessed the lowest cultivation out of all of them.
"Jianchen, are you willing to give up on the Anatta Tower? I'll take you away and return to the Martial Soul Mountain. That's the true home of our Martial Soul lineage," Hun Zang said at this moment. He looked at Jianchen cautiously and asked for Jianchen's opinion.
"Leave behind what you obtained from the Tower of Radiance, or don't even think about leaving the Desolate Plane," the leader of the Radiant Saint Hall said firmly. He left no room for negotiation.
The Grand Supreme level technique was the highest inheritance of the Light Palace, and he could not afford to lose it. He had to take it back at all costs.
"Yu Chen, your tone is getting more and more arrogant. If I want to take Jianchen away, do you think you can stop me? Let alone the fact that you can't stop him, even if you really end up fighting, who knows who'll emerge victorious in the end, "Hun Zang stared at the leader of the Radiant Saint Hall in a mocking manner.
"You're welcome to try!" The leader of the Radiant Saint Hall's eyes turned cold as he gave off a powerful presence. He did not back down at all.
"Senior Hun Zang, you should go back. I obtained the Anatta Tower from a lower world and brought it to the Saints' World. I won't just hand it over. Even if the Anatta Tower is returned to the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng, it should be returned by me personally, "Jianchen said at this moment. He was very indifferent and composed.
Hearing this, the eyes of the top experts gathered here turned cold.
Even Hun Zang of the Martial Soul lineage was taken aback. He stared at Jianchen deeply and only asked after a while of thought, "Have you really decided not to give up on the Anatta Tower?"
"I won't!" Jianchen was determined.
"Alright, I respect your choice," Hun Zang nodded. Hun Zang nodded. With that, his eyes suddenly became pitch-black, like two black holes that could devour all light in the world.
Extremely powerful Martial Soul Force shot out from his eyes, piercing through space as invisible swords and shooting towards all the peak experts gathered here.
Martial Soul Force was a wondrous and unique power formed from the combination of fighters and Radiant Saint Masters. It was extremely powerful and specialized in harming the souls of people. It was invisible and difficult to sense, making it impossible to guard against.
The top experts who were gathered here were constantly on guard against their surroundings, carefully guarding against everyone who was present. However, before Martial Soul Force, no matter how cautious they were, it was useless.
This was because they were unable to guard against Martial Soul Force. Even if they discovered it, they could only dodge it beforehand. If they could not dodge it, they could only endure it forcefully.
Martial Soul Force was invisible. It could pierce through all matter. Let alone their protective energy, even god artifacts of lower quality were unable to block it before Hun Zang's powerful Martial Soul Force.
Immediately, all the peak experts in the surroundings were affected. Under the influence of Hun Zang's Martial Soul Force, they became momentarily dazed.
They were all very powerful. Their souls were like scorching flames, so Hun Zang's Martial Soul Force struggled to injure any of them as it dispersed. However, it was enough to affect them for a split second.
"Since you're unwilling to give up on the Anatta Tower, let's take it back to the Martial Soul Mountain. Jianchen, you're right. You obtained the Anatta Tower in a lower world. Since you can control it, it's your fortune. Why should you give it to someone else? " Hun Zang laughed aloud. He had already arrived beside Jianchen. He wanted to take Jianchen away while everyone was distracted.
When Hun Zang struck out, a tremendous mountain that seemed to be able to crush the world silently appeared in outer space. It hovered there strangely.
The mountain was not tangible. Instead, it was an illusionary shadow. It seemed like a projection.
In this illusory mountain, there were six figures sitting cross-legged. All of them had expressionless expressions like old monks in meditation, and their bodies emitted auras that varied in strength.
To no surprise, one of them was Aoyama.
To no surprise, the illusionary mountain was the famed Martial Soul Mountain of the Saints' World.
However, it was only a shadow of the Martial Soul Mountain.
"Jianchen, all the brothers of our Martial Soul lineage have moved out for you. Let's go. Come with me to the Martial Soul Mountain. As long as we make it to the Martial Soul Mountain, these people won't be able to do anything to you, "Hun Zang chuckled fearlessly as if he was not worried about offending all the peak experts at all.
However, just when Hun Zang was about to take Jianchen away, space suddenly ripped open, and a shriveled hand extended out. It possessed the truths of the world, pressing towards Hun Zang along the trajectory of the ways.
Hun Zang immediately became extremely stern. At that critical moment, his presence suddenly changed, as if he had established some sort of connection with the illusionary mountain in outer space. He also struck out with his hand, colliding loudly with the shriveled hand that extended out from the spatial crack.
The two palms collided, but it was not as intense as expected. Everything seemed to be as light as the wind and clouds. The two of them had purposefully concealed their energy. Otherwise, with their strength, the storm of energy from this clash would have been enough to flatten the entire city.
Hun Zang's body suddenly shuddered, and he staggered backwards uncontrollably.
At the same time, the illusory mountain that hovered in the air outside the Desolate State also trembled slightly. The originally illusory mountain seemed to become even more illusory.
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