I Can See Your Combat Power

In the original plan, although they knew that a warrior from the Fierce Realm would appear to save Mi Chu’s life, they never anticipated that the Fierce Realm warrior would brazenly attack Tang Luo.

From the beginning, Tang Sen had been waiting for the moment to delve into the depths of the Jiang forest. However, his goal was to block the combined attack on Tang Luo, and then stop the two people when the Fierce Realm warrior fled with Mi Chu, separating them.

However, the appearance of Tang Qian was unexpected. This led to a scenario where after the Yan spiritual realm organization fighters launched their combined attack, not only did Mi Chu not feel the need to escape, but he also ruthlessly ordered Mi Jing to attack Tang Luo with the Divine Wood Strike.

If Tang Sen were not there, the Star Picking Hand that Tang Qian barely managed to condense after activating the Vermillion Bird Seal would not have been able to block the Divine Wood Strike. This would imply that Tang Luo might have died.

Therefore, everyone else doesn’t matter, but Mi Jing must die!

But under what conditions could Mi Hu agree to this? Judging from the resources of the two clans, paying some money is no big deal. Tens of billions might be a massive amount to other families, but for the Mi Clan, it’s just another day.

However, the Martial Ancestors are different. Every Martial Ancestor is a strong warrior from the Fierce Realm and the true backbone of the family. Although everyone in the wealthy clans knows that no matter their aptitude, as long as they cultivate day after day, year after year, they can eventually breakthrough to the peak of Transcendence. Every warrior who can achieve the unity of spirit and intent can build a divine soul and resist the Fierce Realm.

But how many people can really maintain daily cultivation for twenty years after reaching the peak of Transcendence? After all, those who have achieved unity of spirit and intent at the Transcendence peak are now in a class that is sufficient but not superior. Having cultivated strenuously for twenty years, they should enjoy life for a while, right?

Therefore, warriors always start to establish their own forces after reaching the Transcendence peak. After all, the years waiting for a breakthrough to the Fierce Realm is too long, and almost no offspring can be produced after the Fierce Realm. For the sake of proliferation, even the most outstanding warriors complete their marriage and beget offspring at the peak of Transcendence.

Once they have a warm kang, a wife and children, and hold a large number of warriors in their hands, how many people would still be willing to practice martial arts tirelessly? Their half-hearted attitude towards cultivation pretty much indicates that a breakthrough to the Fierce Realm is hopeless in this lifetime. Therefore, every Fierce Realm warrior is an invaluable treasure.

Tang Sen spoke about Mi Jing’s life, how could Mi Hu possibly accept this?

But before he could refuse, Mi Yang, the elder of the Mi Clan, angrily retorted: “Arrogant! How can you demand the life of a Fierce Realm warrior so casually!”

Mi Hu gave Mi Yang a reassuring look. He knew that Mi Yang was in the pain of the loss of his great-grandchildren, like a powder keg that could explode at any moment. But what he conveyed was exactly what he wanted to say.

“Sect Head Tang, Mi Jing’s whereabouts are currently unknown, and we do not know if he is alive or dead. But he brazenly broke the unspoken agreement between our two clans and attacked the younger generation. Our clan will certainly not tolerate this. As soon as we find Mi Jing, we will hand him over to the Tang Clan for punishment. Does that sound acceptable?” Mi Hu said sincerely to Tang Sen, as if once he received information about Mi Jing, he would tie him up and deliver him to the Tang Clan’s premises.

Sometimes, it’s all about rhetoric. Although he has the same ideas as Mi Yang in his heart, his words are so tactfully pleasant.

His whereabouts are unknown, so he can’t be escorted here. He’ll be delivered to your doorstep as soon as we get news of him, that’s quite reasonable.

But looking at the group of Martial Ancestors standing behind Mi Hu, all with arms crossed and cold smirks on their faces, one could guess that Mi Jing might have already returned to the Mi Clan to heal his wounds. Hand him over to the Tang Clan? Don’t joke around!

The maneuvers of the great clans are like this. Tang Siyuan glanced at Mi Hu and chuckled quietly, thinking to himself, “Your understanding of the new Tang Clan Leader is too limited. Your rhetoric might have worked on the previous leader, but the style of this one is completely different.”

The ground began to tremble, and gold spread from Tang Sen’s feet. This was the response to Mi Hu. The hundred-feet-tall golden giant rose from the ground and strode towards Mi Hu and Mi Yang without any hesitation.

The peaceful negotiating atmosphere suddenly turned tense again. The domineering aura of over fifty Fierce Realm warriors once again stirred the entire space. The sharp, unlimited golden Spiritual Power filled the northern sky with gold, and the ever-occurring green Spiritual Power flooded the southern sky.

Two God Wood Strikes as sturdy as giant trees slammed into the feet of the golden giant, piercing through his right leg and staining large chunks of golden rock into green crystals.

The golden giant, now with only one leg remaining, stood steady. The earth spread out in gold again, and a large amount of golden rock reformed the right leg of the golden giant, as if nothing had happened.

Mi Hu floated into the air and asked the golden giant coldly, “What do you mean by this, Sect Head!?”

A voice came from the face of the golden giant, which looked very much like Tang Sen: “Hand over Mi Jing, cease the war!”

Hear the words, hear the tone. Although Tang Sen is of few words, he has expressed his conditions very clearly. He only accepts one condition for ceasing the war, that is, handing over Mi Jing. Otherwise, this war will not cease.

He is a warrior, not a politician. He doesn’t know how to achieve his goals through exchanges of interests. In the past, when dealing with politicians, he always stuck to the simplest way: demand what I want, give me what I need, refuse and fight!

Such a simple and crude way of dealing with things subtly follows the principle of winning through clumsiness. That’s why in recent years, the fighters of the Tang and the Mi Clans have been winning more than losing!

On the other hand, Mi Hu, facing such a crude response for the first time, was taken aback. He couldn’t understand how a man who only had muscles in his head could sit in the position of the Tang Clan’s Sect Head.

But he came to Jianglin this time to stop the fight. If the war escalates further, both clans will suffer unbearable losses when the natural disaster strikes.

Because in a clan, the Fierce Realm warriors are always a minority, and there are many dependents and servants whose martial cultivation is poor.

Maybe for them, the flood can even be considered a beautiful view. But for others, the flood carrying countless floating objects is like a death reaper. Their families and descendants simply cannot bear it.

“He’s just a madman!” A cold flash flickered in Mi Hu’s eyes. He was about to stop the fight once again when a bright idea came to him. He realized the Tang Clan would receive the news of the flood within a day at most. As long as the fight is kept within certain boundaries, the Tang Clan will stop the war on their own in a day at most. By then, they would have to deal with the natural disaster and won’t have the time to argue about compensation and accountability.

Once he thought of this, Mi Hu estimated the time and made up his mind.

Perhaps it would be more economical to fight for half a day more than to pay directly!

“Since the Sect Head still intends to fight, then I will have a battle with you to see if the Earth Armor Battle Body that shakes Xiling is really as rumored!” Since he had made up his mind, Mi Hu no longer hid his intentions. His domineering aura of the Fierce Realm exploded. A phantasm of a Rakshasa integrating with the endless Blood Fiend Qi made up of green wood appeared over the earth.

With three heads and six arms, holding various Blood Fiend weapons, although it was only about ten meters tall, it boldly launched an attack on the golden giant.

Mi Hu is not even fifty years old yet. The fact that he could sit in the seat of the Sect Head was not achieved through mere words!