The miserable Kim Soo-cheon

Countless people cheered like madmen!

Jiang Wu, Senior Lu Bai, and the others were in disbelief, yet overwhelmed with wild joy!

Jin Xiutian and his cohorts, however, were deathly pale, trembling all over, unable to believe what they saw!

"Shentu Feng is dead! How is that possible!"

"He was a Martial God! He possessed a Divine Artifact! How could he have fallen in the blink of an eye!"

"And how could Su Lang be a Martial God? He is clearly not even twenty years old!"

"Could it be that everything was a ruse!? He must have achieved a Breakthrough to the Martial God Realm long ago, saw through our plan, and came here specifically to wait for us!"

"No! His behavior before this didn't look anything like that of a reclusive old monster!"

"None of this can be real. This is fake, illusory. This world, my life, it's all fake. It's not real. This isn't real!"

"…"

Jin Xiutian had a mental breakdown. The other Martial Artists of the Jin family also began to doubt their lives and the world, becoming dazed and listless, losing all will to resist.

"Capture them!"

In the sky, Su Lang waved his hand to collect Shentu Feng's head and calmly issued the order.

"Quick! Capture them!"

"We must skin them, pull out their tendons, and hack them into ten thousand pieces!"

"That's not enough! I have a thousand kinds of torture, and I want to make these traitors taste every single one!"

"The Tai-Tai Hounds I raise are at their most energetic right now! I'm going to throw them into the kennel and let them…"

Jiang Wu, Senior Lu Bai, and the others snapped out of their daze and immediately swarmed forward to capture Jin Xiutian and the other rebels.

"No! Don't grab me!"

"I was just following orders! No!"

"I was coerced! I was coerced by Jin Xiutian!"

"Let go! Our Jin family did everything for the Human Race. Our original intention was not wrong!"

"Get lost! Let go of me! Don't think that just because you have one Su Lang, you can turn the tide and save the day!"

"The Wind Spirit Clan still has five whole Martial Gods and countless armies. Blue Star is bound to be defeated!"

"We had a hope of survival if we submitted, but now that Shentu Feng is dead, the Wind Spirit Clan will definitely not accept us. We are finished!"

"…"

Jin Xiutian and the others had been in a daze, but when their lives were threatened, they regained their senses.

They begged for mercy, they offered excuses, they made threats…

But it was useless. The furious Martial Artists rounded them all up.

Those who dared to resist had their cultivation crippled, their limbs broken, and were slapped dozens of times, followed by being spat upon.

Jin Xiutian suffered the worst of all!

Not only was he subjected to slow slicing, but his limbs were broken, blood flowed freely, and even his facial features had been gouged out!

"Jin Xiutian, today I am going to rip your spine out alive!"

A Martial Emperor, whose good brother had been killed by the rebels, had blood-red eyes as he grabbed Jin Xiutian's spine!

The grieving Martial Artists around them also glared fiercely at Jin Xiutian, wanting to watch carefully as he was tortured to death.

"Don't kill him yet. Keep him alive to interrogate him for information."

Su Lang flew over and stopped the Martial Emperor, who had been so angry he had almost lost his mind.

"Very well, we will listen to Lord Su Lang!"

Seeing Su Lang arrive, the furious Martial Emperor immediately released Jin Xiutian and respectfully retreated back into the crowd.

"Lord Su Lang!"

Senior Lu Bai, Jiang Wu, and the others ran over, surrounded Su Lang, and stared at him without blinking.

"…"

Being stared at by a circle of grown men, Su Lang couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on his back…

"Su Lang… Lord! We never imagined that you were actually a Martial God!"

"Lord Su Lang, you must be a reclusive expert of our Human Race. You knew the Human Race was in trouble, so you infiltrated Tatian Stronghold to thwart the Wind Spirit Clan's conspiracy!"

"Lord Su Lang, we owe it all to you today! Otherwise, our stronghold would have been completely wiped out!"

"…"

Senior Lu Bai and the others all bowed deeply to Su Lang!

In their eyes, Su Lang could only be a reclusive Martial God.

Otherwise, how could a young man under twenty years old ascend to the Martial God Realm? It was simply impossible!

"Everyone, there is no need for this!"

Su Lang smiled and waved his hand. "I only reached the Martial God Level by using a Secret Technique, which allowed me to successfully launch a sneak attack and kill Shentu Feng."

"A Secret Technique!?"

"What kind of Secret Technique is so overbearing!?"

"My god, the cost of such a Secret Technique must be terrifying. I hope it doesn't come at the cost of your life!"

"Su Lang, tell us quickly, what is the cost of using this Secret Technique? We will help you find a way to recover!"

"Senior Su Lang, you must not have anything happen to you!"

"…"