Chapter 1907 - 1470: A Man Like a Demon God!

"Clang—Clang—Clang Clang Clang!—"

Alarm bells rang out from the ten watchtowers of the Wan Family, the penetrating bell sounds quickly forming a continuous echo, underscoring the urgency of the situation.

This kind of urgent bell sound had not been heard by the Wan Family members for over six hundred years. Now, upon suddenly hearing the bell, many stationed elites could not help but feel anxious and uneasy, even having a strong premonition of doom at the sound.

"Clang!—Bang!!"

The last bell sound suddenly stopped, and even the ten watchtowers instantaneously "boom", "boom", "boom" exploded violently, collapsing under an astonishing Golden Light that struck like lightning.

Everything happened so fast, fast enough that even when Wan Family Patriarch Wan Mingzhu roared and launched a Primordial Spirit attack, the rumbling sounds only arrived tardily.

Boom!!—

All ten watchtowers of the Wan Family collapsed, debris flying, the earth trembling, and smoke rising.

A circle of invisible spiritual shockwaves exploded in mid-air, creating almost tangible spiritual impact that spread to all sides, making some nearby Wan Family members scream in agony, roll on the ground in pain, and even faint directly.

"Ugh!"

Wan Mingzhu grunted, a trace of pain appearing on his masculine face, and retreated swiftly.

"Clan Leader!"

Four elder members hurriedly stepped forward, helping the staggering Wan Mingzhu, their faces revealing fear and anger as they looked towards the floating figure in mid-air.

Several hundred feet away, in the mid-air, a blurry figure emitting brilliant Golden Light quietly hovered. His short hair was sharp like steel wires, and his pair of strong, golden wings seemed forged from gold, exuding intimidation. Extreme Light and clouds swirled around him, dancing eerily as if the magnetic field was disrupted.

Many Wan Family members merely glanced up, and their hearts shook violently, feeling an invisible pressure that almost forced them to their knees, as if the image of a sun-like majestic and imposing figure penetrated their spirit and mind.

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive and silent, the entire Wan Family was quiet, with only thousands of heavy breaths remaining, and flourishing Qi Fortune and Energy rising from Wanling Pond.

"Qi Fortune..."

Jiang Dali focused his gaze, Golden Light flickered in his eyes, and veins throbbed at his temples, as two dazzlingly golden gazes akin to Extreme Light flashed past, directly projecting into the shimmering Wanling Pond.

"Impudent!!"

An angry shout suddenly transmitted through the spiritual space, shaking the spirit.

Though Jiang Dali hadn’t entered the Primordial State, his spirit was instantly impacted, feeling an elder’s face suddenly appear in his mind, with coarse features, blurry image, yelling with an open mouth, releasing unimaginable spiritual power to clash with the spirit in his gaze.

Suddenly, waves from their spiritual contact caused a grand humming sound in the air, as if resonating, causing the suspension bridge to shake violently. Wan Mingzhu and others on the bridge showed expressions of trepidation and expectation as they watched the pond.

"Ancestor!"

Boom!—

Jiang Dali felt a potent spiritual force, boosted by Qi Fortune, impacting him, stripping away all his senses, leaving his mind momentarily blank.

But at that instant, a cold dangerous aura emitted from his body, his eyes turned pitch-black and pure, instantly entering the Original Mind State, as if he vanished from mid-air in a blink.

"Huh?"

In the Wanling Pond, an elder sitting inside a large jar uttered lightly, with eyes like ghost fire, staring fixedly at Jiang Dali’s figure seemingly swaying with the water, hinting fear and doubt, meanwhile transmitting to Wan Mingzhu.

"First...show weakness...he...indeed...is strong...very strong..."

"Ancestor?!"

Standing on the suspension bridge with anticipation, Wan Mingzhu’s eyes flashed with astonishment upon hearing this, seeing the ripples in the pond below and the warning in the ancestor’s gaze directed at her, ensuring the ancestor was serious this time.

"An old figure resembling a Primordial Spirit in that pond, using the Wan Family’s overwhelming Qi Fortune, merely lingering until now? Impressive indeed, but his power derives from the Wan Family’s Fortune, a water source that diminishes the more it is used..."

In mid-air, Jiang Dali withdrew his gaze from Wanling Pond, turning his sight to Wan Mingzhu and others on the suspension bridge, speaking with a hint of mockery.

"Your Wan Family acts so quickly, it seems you’ve got a guilty conscience, so fast you even have bells ready, just preparing for your own funeral, right?"

His bold voice was quite loud, coming from mid-air, causing sound waves even more intense than the ten prior bell tolls, vibrating through the air, making Wan Family members’ skin feel like trembling.

"Marquis Wei Wu!"

Wan Mingzhu forcibly suppressed the turmoil and anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and fixedly gazed at the figure in mid-air, coldly shouting, "You’ve just come to the Holy Dynasty, yet act so arrogantly, insensibly attacking my Wan Family, simply because of some old grievances?"

If it’s because of this, today’s rudeness, I can overlook it for your marquis status, make some amends for past mistakes, and from now on, we keep out of each other’s business. What do you say?"

Compromised!

The Wan Family Patriarch actually compromised after just one encounter.