Chapter 1678: So what if I kill him?

Li Cangsheng looked back at Li Minghai and Li Ying, both of whom lowered their heads, knowing that what the other party said was true.

But even so, he had no intention of letting it go, and said again, “Even if what you said is true, so what? Even if my Diancang Sect Disciples were wrong, so what? You cannot cripple their cultivation!

Don’t forget that my Diancang Sect’s emergence this time is to assist the Heavenly Palace in confronting the Kunlun Immortal Realm; we are meritorious officials!”

“Meritorious officials? Can you not have any Face?” Ye Bufan said coldly, “Before even seeing a single soldier of the Kunlun Immortal Realm, your Diancang Sect people have already begun to oppress my Huaxia people, committing all sorts of evil, bullying men and women!

If that’s the case, what’s the difference between you and those from the Kunlun Immortal Realm? What use are you?”

“I…”

Li Cangsheng’s expression froze; he hadn’t expected the other party’s words to be so sharp.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Zhentian again: “Palace Lord Lin, don’t forget that the Heavenly Palace still needs to rely on my Diancang Sect to fight against the Kunlun Immortal Realm this time. You must give me an explanation today!”

“Damn it, you fight against the Kunlun Immortal Realm? You’re truly boastful!”

Ye Bufan stepped forward, his Aura like a Dragon, his gaze like a torch, pointing directly at Li Cangsheng.

“Two days ago, the Kunlun Immortal Realm already began to harm Huaxia; may I ask where your Diancang Sect was?

For the past two days, my brothers and I fought desperately; may I ask where you, Li Cangsheng, were?

I, Ye Bufan, have slain 36 people who invaded my Huaxia and expelled 98, protecting the peace of my Huaxia. How can your Diancang Sect compare to me?

Now your Diancang Sect has just emerged, not having slain a single enemy, yet you oppress my Huaxia people. What Face do you have to stand here demanding accountability? I ask you, does your Diancang Sect still want Face?”

These words were powerful and resonant, and the strong Aura caused everyone present to change color.

Indeed, the Kunlun Immortal Realm had been active for two days, and these prestigious Schools had not moved a single soldier, truly lacking the qualification to be compared with them.

Li Cangsheng was even more speechless; the facts were right before his eyes, and even if he wanted to refute, he had nothing to say.

Finally, he shouted in a fit of rage, “No matter what, those were just a few ants from the Secular World. So what if they were killed by my Diancang Sect people? What right do you have to cripple my son’s cultivation?”

Ye Bufan sneered, “’Good a few ants’? ‘Good, so what if they were killed’? What right do you have to call others ants? Who gave you the right to disregard human life?

Is it just because you are a Martial Artist and they are ordinary people?”

His Aura grew stronger and stronger, and Li Cangsheng was forced into a corner, only able to forcefully say, “That’s right, this world has always valued strength. If their strength is weak, then they are ants!”

“If that’s the case, then everyone in the Diancang Sect is an ant in my eyes. So what if I kill them? So what if I cripple their cultivation?”

When Ye Bufan finished speaking, there was another uproar among the crowd.

Although everyone largely agreed with his previous words and saw that the Diancang Sect was in the wrong in this matter.

But no matter what, Li Cangsheng was a genuine Imperial Realm expert. Looking at the entire Huaxia, perhaps only this Young man dared to call him an ant.

The Diancang Sect might have made countless mistakes, but one thing they said was correct: in the Martial Dao world, strength is respected, and one always has to rely on strength to speak.

Such a direct confrontation with an Imperial Realm expert was definitely an unwise act.

As expected, Li Cangsheng was furious: “You yellow-mouthed brat, I’d like to see how you kill me!”

Ye Bufan coldly shouted, “If that’s the case, then I will fight the Diancang Sect today.

If you win, you can have your revenge. If I win, then from now on, there will be no more Diancang Sect in Huaxia!”

He was truly provoked now. It was one thing for the people of the Kunlun Immortal Realm to view the Secular World as ants, as they belonged to two different planes.

But this Diancang Sect originally originated from the Secular World, yet they insisted on putting on a high and mighty facade, treating ordinary people as less than human.

This kind of attitude was quite common among Martial Artists, so he wanted to make an example, both to punish the Diancang Sect and to show those Sects with similar ideas.

After these words were spoken, the surrounding people were once again in an uproar. No one had expected the Young man in front of them to be so unyielding, actually wanting to confront an entire School alone.

What was his confidence based on? Was it Lin Zhentian?

Li Cangsheng’s Face was ashen; at this point, he had no retreat.

“Alright, then, let’s fight to the death!”

Saying this, he turned his head to look at Lin Zhentian next to him, “Palace Lord Lin, please let your Heavenly Palace be a fair judge in this matter.”

This fellow was truly cunning; with one sentence, he completely drew a clear line between the entire Heavenly Palace and Ye Bufan.

In front of so many people, even if Lin Zhentian wanted to help, he couldn’t stand up for his own son.

“Understood!”

To everyone’s surprise, the Lord of the Heavenly Palace remained calm, showing no signs of worry.

They didn’t know that a father knows his son best.

Lin Zhentian now knew his son’s strength very well. Back then, at the Martial Saint Realm, he was able to slay Hong Sihai and destroy Yunxia Mountain. Just now, he single-handedly repelled the first wave of invasion from the Kunlun Immortal Realm.

With such formidable strength, why would he care about a Diancang Sect?

Just as a great battle was about to erupt, Great Master Zhishan walked out from the side.

“Amitabha, it is better to resolve enmities than to create them, especially with a great enemy before us. Can the two of you, for the sake of this old monk’s Face, let this matter go?”

Many people present wanted to come forward to mediate this dispute, but firstly, they considered their own insufficient standing, and secondly, everyone was well aware of the Diancang Sect’s conduct.

Li Cangsheng was known for being extremely protective of his own and never suffering losses. Now that his son and Grandson had both been crippled, how could he possibly let it go?

Zhishan, as the Abbot of Flowing Cloud Temple, a Buddhist High Monk, was highly respected on normal days, so he was the most suitable person to step forward now.

Ye Bufan did not speak; how this matter proceeded depended entirely on the Diancang Sect.

If the other party knew when to stop, he could give Zhishan this Face. If Li Cangsheng was endless, he wouldn’t mind teaching the other party a lesson.

As expected, Li Cangsheng jumped up: “Great Master Zhishan, my son and Grandson have both had their cultivation crippled and will be cripples for the rest of their lives. How can this matter be settled just like that?

If you want this old man not to pursue it, it’s possible: let him kneel and apologize to my Diancang Sect, and at the same time, cripple his cultivation.”

“Amitabha,” Great Master Zhishan said, “Sect Leader Li, you are asking for the impossible. This old monk cannot do that.”

If the conditions proposed by the other party were not too harsh, he could mediate, but to demand to cripple the other party’s cultivation at every turn, he simply couldn’t bring himself to say it.

“Then let’s fight to the death!”

Li Cangsheng was full of confidence. No matter what, the Diancang Sect was a major School, and he himself was an Imperial Realm expert. How could he possibly fear a junior?

In his opinion, although Ye Bufan had crippled Li Minghai, his cultivation was at most that of a Martial Saint, and he could never be his opponent.

So he was determined to kill the other party to avenge his son and Grandson.

“Amitabha, good, good!”

Great Master Zhishan, seeing that he could not mediate, could only helplessly retreat.

Li Cangsheng looked at Ye Bufan: “Let’s go, we’ll fight to the death outside.”

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the main hall, and the people present helplessly shook their heads and followed him out.