Chapter 3351 - 3350: Who Doesn’t Know Their Own Limits?

Chapter 3351: Chapter 3350: Who Doesn’t Know Their Own Limits?

"Don’t act like a pretentious prick in front of me. Now that you know my identity, do you still dare to touch me?" The Nineteenth Miss Wang clambered up from the ground, crossed her arms, with a sneering smile hanging at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes full of disdain.

Born into the Hidden Clan, she is always blessed with smooth sailing. In this martial world, as long as she reveals her identity, it frightens off many people.

She’s used to harshly humiliating opponents she can defeat, and even when she can’t win, pulling out her identity makes the opponent yield. This has been tried and true, and she’s naturally confident it will work this time.

Tang Mu heard her identity and indeed felt some concern, instinctively looking toward Lin Dong.

She wasn’t aware of Lin Dong’s relationship with the Wang Family of the Hidden Clan, so she wanted Lin Dong to make the decision.

After all, the Hidden Clan is vast and powerful, with deep cultural foundations not easily provoked.

Before Lin Dong could speak, the Nineteenth Miss Wang spoke again, her voice sharp and arrogant: "Regarding how you conceal your strength, which led our Wang Family to miscalculate, after you follow me to the Wang Family, I’ll naturally find a way to make you reveal it."

She slightly raised her head, her eyes revealing a confidence that she controlled the overall situation.

"Alright, next, slap yourself to apologize, and obediently follow me back to the Wang Family..." The Nineteenth Miss Wang placed her hands on her hips, speaking domineeringly.

Her demeanor was as if Tang Mu was already the fish meat on her chopping board, left to her mercy.

Upon hearing this, Tang Mu’s body stiffened, a surge of rage rising in her heart.

Isn’t this person being a bit too arrogant?

Clearly, now she is the defeated under Tang Mu’s hand. In their previous encounter, Tang Mu had the upper hand with her strength, yet the Nineteenth Miss Wang remained arrogant.

"Nineteenth Miss Wang, have you perhaps misjudged your situation? Now you are my defeated underling." Tang Mu coldly stated, her eyes revealing a chilling intent.

Hearing this, the Nineteenth Miss Wang sneered, saying, "Even if I suffered a narrow defeat, so what? In front of the Hidden Clan, your strength barely registers. Anyone from our family can easily suppress you." She waved her hands as if summoning something.

"Just now, I was merely playing with you. Did you truly think you could overturn the sky? Escape the grasp of our Wang Family?"

With this, she put her finger into her mouth and forcefully blew a whistle.

The whistle was sharp and piercing, echoing outward.

As the whistle sounded, a shadow, like a Ghost Apparition, emerged.

Soon after, the shadow slowly condensed into an old man clad in black clothes.

The old man in black slowly walked out from the darkness, each step seeming to carry intense pressure.

His body was hunched, face emaciated, yet his eyes revealed a deep and sharp gleam. He bowed to the Nineteenth Miss Wang and said in a hoarse voice, "Nineteenth Miss."

This old man in black was her Protector.

Young masters and young misses of the Hidden Clan have their own Protectors.

The Protector’s strength is generally that of Heavenly Realm Martial Artists.

Her Protector, evidently, possessed the strength of a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, and even the strength of the Heavenly Realm Third Layer Heaven.

To have such a Protector guarding her, a Second Stage Grandmaster, shows the depth of the Wang Family’s strength.

With the appearance of Elder Miao, the old man in black, the Nineteenth Miss Wang’s confidence grew even stronger. She sternly said, "Elder Miao, capture her."

The tone was as if the order was beyond dispute.

Elder Miao, the old man in black, nodded, extended his skeletal hand akin to white bones, and reached for Tang Mu.

His movements seemed slow, but carried an irresistible force.

Meanwhile, he murmured, "You truly don’t know the height of the sky and depth of the earth, dare to provoke those of the Wang Family. Come here, you!"

A terrifying suction force emanated from his skeletal hand, twisting the surrounding air with its powerful pull.

Tang Mu felt an immense suction drawing her towards Elder Miao. She tried hard to steady herself, channeling Inner Qi within her to resist.

But Elder Miao’s strength was too overwhelming, she gradually began to falter, her body starting to move uncontrollably forward.

However, at this moment a streak of white light appeared.

"Swoosh~" The white light sliced through the night sky like lightning.

The white light was extremely fast, everyone only saw a flicker, and that black-clad elder called Elder Miao had his arm severed in response.

Fresh blood gushed like a fountain, staining the ground around.

Simultaneously, Elder Miao heard an icy voice in his ear: "You truly don’t know the height and depth of the earth, dare to provoke my woman."

The voice seemed to come from the Nine Gates of Hell, carrying endless cold and killing intent.

Elder Miao’s face drastically changed, he looked in terror towards the origin of the voice.

Only to see Lin Dong had at some point appeared before Tang Mu, holding a long sword glinting with cold light, its blade still dripping with fresh blood.

His gaze cold and piercing, as though capable of penetrating one’s Soul.

The Nineteenth Miss Wang was also stunned, not expecting such a sudden change.

She widened her eyes, looking in disbelief at everything before her. "You... who are you? Dare to injure my Protector!"

She said tremblingly, fear rising in her heart.

To sever her Protector’s arm with one sword means this person’s strength far exceeds her Protector’s.

Lin Dong coldly glanced at her, saying, "Who I am isn’t important. What is important is that you provoked whom you shouldn’t have."

He stepped toward the Nineteenth Miss Wang, each step seeming to tread upon her heart, quickening her heartbeat uncontrollably.

The Nineteenth Miss Wang instinctively stepped back a few paces, saying panic-stricken, "You... you don’t come closer. I’m from the Hidden Clan Wang Family. If you dare touch me, our Wang Family won’t spare you."

She attempted once more to use her identity as a threat to Lin Dong, realizing this time the method seemed ineffective.

Lin Dong sneered, saying, "Hidden Clan Wang Family? To me, they’re merely a band of bullying clowns. Today, I’ll let you see, not everyone fears your Wang Family’s identity."

Elder Miao, enduring the pain of the severed arm, loudly said, "Kid, do you know the consequences of offending our Wang Family? We have experts everywhere, Heavenly Realm Martial Artists in abundance, if you dare harm the Nineteenth Miss today, you’ll face our Wang Family’s manic revenge."

He tried to intimidate Lin Dong with the Wang Family’s power, but he was wrong.

Lin Dong stopped in his tracks, looked at Elder Miao, and said, "Noisy! I, Lin Dong, have never feared threats in my life."

With those words, he glanced at the Wang Family’s Protector, then an intimidating Mental Power surged toward him like a tide.

Next, Elder Miao found himself unable to move.

At this moment, white flame shot from Lin Dong’s eyes, embodying Netherworld Buddha Lotus.

The Netherworld Buddha Lotus struck Elder Miao, instantly engulfing him, and within three seconds, burned him to ashes.

"Boom~~~~~~"

A moment ago he was alive, now burned to ashes before their eyes, the shock was beyond words.

Director Chen, who accompanied the Nineteenth Miss Wang, collapsed onto the ground with a thud, terrified beyond measure.

His soul threatened to flee.

Even the Nineteenth Miss Wang witnessing this scene felt even more fear.

She realized today she may have kicked an iron plate.

Suddenly, an idea sprang to her mind, she looked at Lin Dong with fear, speaking tremblingly: "You... you are Lin Dong, you actually are that Mythical Figure of Ten Thousand Years, Evil God Master Lin!!!"