Devour

Chapter 405 Come and Die

Wang Hong cleared his throat and spoke in a loud and serious voice, "The selection of the Holy Son at the Neibij ...

Cheng Bai shook his head and sighed, "Pan Shengzi... Elder... No, Pan was wronged. He ended up taking on the hot potato and waiting to step on the landmine."

Pan Zhonghan looked up at the giant, human-headed beast in the sky, its face radiating a sinister smile. He was filled with shock. "This... is Wang Xiongwu! What kind of adventure did he have? How could he be reborn, possessing such immense power, surpassing all other sages! Could it be that he achieved immortality and sainthood in such a short time?"

He was filled with anger and resentment, but he suppressed his emotions and managed to bow to the man on the podium who held everything and was seen as hope. He then listed his opponent's crimes: "Reporting to the Holy Master, Wang Xiongwu is truly a traitor to our sect. He has mastered a set of demonic techniques of unknown origin, and his actions are completely contrary to the words and deeds of righteousness. Now he has dared to trespass on Jing'ao Island and cause trouble. We should unite and attack him to eliminate him. How can we allow this beast to do evil?"

Without waiting for Wang Hong's reply, Pan Zhonghan turned to Master Li and bowed, saying, "Our sect is home to many talented individuals, not to mention the contemporary immortal saint, Master Li of the Eastern Confucian School! Right now, we should take it upon ourselves to uphold justice in the world and vanquish demons and evil spirits. Master, you must not allow these demons to wreak havoc on the jianghu and harm the people!"

Cheng Bai pondered, "The key is, is Master Li willing to take action?"

Wang Hong also stole a glance at Master Li's expression, silently pondering, "Wang Xiongwu has offended me. If I can eliminate him, I will not let him go. But the terrifying demonic energy that overwhelms the entire island, the power that reaches all corners of the earth, how can the weak disciples outside the hall contend with it? Are these elders inside the hall, who appear strong but are actually weak, really any use? If I don't act with caution, it will lead to the destruction of my sect and heavy casualties."

Master Li, sensing the gathered gazes, responded with interest, "Candidate Pan, you claim Wang Xiongwu is a demonic being. Could you please elaborate on the specific evil deeds he committed, when, where, and which of them?"

"This...this..." Pan Zhonghan was speechless.

The personal grudge between him and Wang Xiongwu was truly untold; neither of them was innocent in their mutual framing. To fabricate a justification without any evidence and convince a generation of immortals was as difficult as an ant climbing to heaven.

Cheng Bai pondered, "Strictly speaking, when Master and Rong Zheng were fighting, Wang Xiongwu attacked Rong Zheng from behind. This action can barely be considered as helping Master. As for doing evil, at most it's just that Venerable Wang tried to kill me last time but failed. As for 'causing trouble in the martial arts world and harming the people', I can't see it at the moment."

Master Li said solemnly, "There are more than one demon saint in the world. Are we all going to risk our lives for empty fame? To be honest, I have witnessed the abilities of this Wang Xiongwu. If I want to keep him, I believe that even risking my life may not be enough, so I am reluctant to intervene."

Wang Hong understood what was going on and made up his mind: "It seems that unless Wang Xiongwu crosses the line, the Master will not take action. Throwing a few harsh words, or even getting killed in a duel, is no big deal."

Pan Zhonghan felt that the development of the situation was far beyond his expectations, and his face became increasingly ugly.

Master Li continued, "Confucian scholars believe that everything is subject to cause and effect. If you two have any disputes, you should discuss and resolve them among yourselves to avoid endangering the safety of others. If the issue becomes too widespread and causes widespread suffering, it will be too late to trace the root cause."

Cheng Bai deeply agreed with this statement and thought, "Master, you are not the kind of person who is fussy and hypocritical. You speak frankly."

If a fair fight could settle the feud, that would be perfect. No one wants to meddle in other people's business, especially when their own safety is at stake!

Cheng Bai pondered Wang Xiongwu's unbridled power of all things and exclaimed in amazement, "The strong are respected, which is the iron rule of cultivators! Venerable Wang is even more powerful than yesterday. Even if the Master and I join forces, we have little chance of victory. Even if we want to defend the Dao, we must not confront him head-on unless necessary."

"Hahaha..." Wang Xiongwu, who was watching from the sky, laughed loudly, as if he had already anticipated the situation where everyone was shrinking back.

He then transformed into a human form and floated down to the ring. He pointed at Pan Zhonghan and sternly said, "You old thief, you schemed to deceive me and steal my bloodline. I will fight you to the death. Come and receive your death!"

Pan Zhonghan had no choice but to step onto the ring and face his formidable foe. Meanwhile, Wang Sheng and Pan Guanxia quickly retreated far from the ring, fearing they would be drawn into the fray.

Wang Mingsheng announced as usual: "The fifth match will be between our sect's candidate for Saint Son, Pan Zhonghan, and the Dharma Protector of Zhanjian Peak's Dharma Protector Hall, Wang Xiongwu."

The clear and loud voice echoed throughout the island.

The disciples outside the Transmission Hall looked at each other in confusion, whispering to each other in the chaos. Someone lamented, "Pan Zhonghan has lost his power!"

Cheng Bai sat on the high platform, watching and listening, and sighed quietly: "Things are unpredictable. The Holy Son was demoted and can no longer even be an elder."

Bei Tingjun diligently cleaned up the delicacies on the table and muttered with caution, "I'm worried that Venerable Wang won't let things go peacefully. If this affects others, the consequences will be severe. Let's save these delicious dishes for later."

Before Wang Mingsheng could use the hourglass to count the time, Wang Xiongwu suddenly blurted out "All colors disappear".

The loud "boom" sound was like the sky falling and the earth splitting apart!

An unstoppable flash of yellow light flashed by, instantly tearing a magnificent trench across the arena. The beam of light tore through the hall with overwhelming force, creating a massive, transparent hole that reduced beams, pillars, and masonry to dust.

The destructive force was still strong and surged towards the Zhanjian Peak to the west of the Xuandao Peak.

The mountain suddenly collapsed, its terrifying force refusing to cease, continuing to surge unchecked. Its might split the sea over a hundred miles away from the island in two, sending up massive waves several miles high, like a towering wall of water.

The overwhelming power horrified everyone on Jing'ao Island, and the doomsday-like fluctuations gradually calmed down after a while.

Cheng Bai secretly exclaimed, "Although Jing'ao Island is far less massive than the Giant Beast Island on Qiongqi Star, it's still quite vast on its own. Judging from the results of Pan Cannon Fodder's exploration, I'm roughly certain that Venerable Wang's strength is comparable to that of Master Qiongqi Ancient Emperor. In the future, he will definitely be even stronger!"

Pan Zhonghan's body was almost vaporized and dissipated. Perhaps Wang Xiongwu deliberately withheld it, allowing the head to be blown into the air by the residual force of the attack.

A few breaths later, the lonely head fell towards the ring and was about to fall into the bottom of the ditch.

Wang Xiongwu lazily stretched out his right hand and grabbed Pan Zhonghan's head. He sneered with contempt, "Come and see! This vulnerable, drowned dog head. All your efforts to deceive and cheat were in vain, but in the end, it all came to nothing. You can't even keep your body intact. It's pitiful, sad, and lamentable!"

After Pan Zhonghan's power was drained by the gluttonous vision, his cultivation level plummeted to the Half-Step Undwelling Realm. With only his head remaining, he managed to cling to life with a modicum of strength. Now facing a dead end, his remaining sanity knew there was no hope for survival.

"Congratulations!" The head stared at Wang Xiongwu with a strange smile and retorted viciously.

"Haven't you been languishing in impotence, yearning to regain your virility? The ancient tomb of the Sword Immortal beneath Xuandao Peak holds the supreme secret of immortality and aphrodisiac power, the very thing you've longed for. Become a Holy Son and you'll be able to claim it."

Pan Zhonghan's voice was not loud, but any master in the Transmission Hall could hear it clearly. Every word he said was like a sharp sword, piercing Wang Xiongwu's heart.

Many elders showed puzzled and surprised expressions, and it was obvious that most of them had never heard of this secret.

However, Wang Hong, who sat high on the Nine Dragon Throne, suddenly showed a look of fear. The feather fan in his hand trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists, ready to lose his temper. He cursed in his heart: "Pan Zhonghan, you bastard, you are about to die and you are dragging others down with you!"

Wang Sheng and Pan Guanxia, ​​who were watching from the sidelines, looked at each other, their expressions changing rapidly.

Wang Sheng whispered, "The original plan was for Pan Zhonghan to be promoted to the position of Protector Elder in the future, so he knew too much of the inside story."

"It's not easy to kill him, but he still has this talking head and wants to harm us." Pan Guanxia was secretly annoyed.

"I'll make sure you die without a burial place!" Wang Xiongwu howled wildly in anger and joy. He couldn't tolerate the stain on his life being laughed at by others. Suddenly, a ferocious mouth appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth extended to his ears, revealing a row of sharp teeth flashing with a sinister cold light.

Then there were a series of "crackling" sounds, and Wang Xiongwu bit Pan Zhonghan's head into pieces, and minced meat and blood splattered everywhere.