Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 592

Faced with the challenge, Canglang Jun showed no signs of panic, a proud smirk on his face as he sneered,

“Kid, don’t think it’s just you; even if your old man came here, I’d dare to chop off his head with a single slice!

“If you don’t believe me, call your daddy over—I’ll teach him a lesson in no time!”

His tone was utterly arrogant, clearly not one to hold back.

Bolstered by his own confidence, Canglang Jun’s audacity grew as he said those words, a rush of exhilaration flooding through him, raising the hairs all over his body to the point he could hardly contain his excitement.

That feeling of showing off? Absolutely fantastic!

As long as he kept acting tough, he’d keep feeling great!

Hahaha, heeheeheehee~

The crowd was left dumbfounded, their faces reflecting sheer disbelief.

This old man has really lost it, hasn’t he?

With those words,

He’d definitely not survive the night!

Han Xing was so furious his whole body trembled, his facial muscles twitching, then he pointed at Canglang Jun and roared like a mad lion,

“You four, get him! Tear this old man into pieces!!!”

The four elite family guardians exchanged glances, hesitation evident on their faces.

“This…”

It wasn’t that they wanted to disobey, but that this request was too difficult.

Though all four were Immortal Sovereigns, they were in the second-tier strength, and the best magical treasures they could muster were top-grade Immortal Sovereign artifacts—nowhere near that gold-armored old man, who was decked out in nothing but premium artifacts. Taking him down was just unrealistic!

They probably wouldn’t even be able to break his armor with all their might!

After all, the value of a premium artifact is equivalent to a hundred thousand top-grade ones!

Anyone would be unnerved by such a comparison!

“What? Are you all going to disobey?” Han Xing was so furious he felt like blowing a gasket.

“Han Young Master, please don’t make it hard for us.”

“Unless your Han family is willing to grant each of us a premium Immortal Sovereign artifact, we can’t deal with that old geezer.”

“Exactly, besides, our duty is to protect you, not deal with your enemies. Please understand!”

The four top guardians reached a consensus, unwilling to take that risk.

If Canglang Jun attacked Han Family Young Master, they would undoubtedly do their best to block it.

But the thing is, he wasn’t attacking!

He was just talking smack, causing no real harm.

And even if they jumped in, they’d likely get countered and suffer more loss; it wouldn’t be worth it.

Hearing this,

Han Xing stood frozen in disbelief, confusion clearly showing in his eyes.

He never imagined that these four well-paid top guardians would actually defy him at such a critical moment, and with such reasoning too!

“You, you guys…”

Han Xing felt a dull ache in his chest, as if his heart was about to explode from anger.

The expression on the faces of the Han Family cultivators was strange, their gazes unusually intense.

It was the first time they saw the usually domineering Han Family Young Master lose face to this extent.

“Hey, hurry up and call your old man over to meet his doom! What a joke, Wind Thunder Sword Emperor? Did he ask about the knife in my hand? If he dares to come, I’ll have him kneeling down, begging for mercy, hahahaha…”

Seeing the four elite guardians backing down, Canglang Jun became even bolder, his words increasingly reckless, and he let out a maniacal laugh filled with mockery.

Feeling the dozens of peculiar gazes on him, Han Xing felt utterly humiliated.

His eyes cold and filled with intense anger, he pulled out a black sword talisman with a grave expression, shouting,

“Old man, you better say that again while I hold this sword talisman!”

The black sword talisman, infused with Immortal Power, exuded a terrifying aura, shaking the air with strong energy waves.

Canglang Jun unfazed, scoffed, “Kid, quit with the tricks. Just hurry up and call that son of a tramp over here to meet his end. I want to see what kind of goods that so-called Wind Thunder Sword Emperor really is!”

Feeling like he’d hit the jackpot, Han Xing smirked coldly and shouted excitedly at the sword talisman in his hand,

“Dad, did you hear that? He’s insulting you! I’ve been treated unfairly out here, everyone’s bullying me! You must come personally to stand up for your son!!!”

At these words,

Everyone else froze in fear, expressions filled with terror, an uneasy tension quickly filling the room.

At that moment, both the Han family cultivators and the Tengu Tribe members were rattled, fearing the Wind Thunder Sword Emperor would personally arrive.

It was said that he was very protective of his own, and wouldn’t allow his son to suffer even a bit of grievance!

This also made Han Xing the most notorious second-generation cultivator, previously running rampant and incredibly arrogant!

Now, facing his son’s complaints and hearing insults directed at him, how could a Sword Emperor of this era tolerate that?

He absolutely had to show up!

“It’s over, this time we’re in deep trouble…” many Tengu Tribe members felt a surge of panic, holding their heads and trembling.

“Old man, you’re dead! My dad will be here right away, and you won’t have a chance to escape!”

Han Xing sneered viciously, baring his teeth.

“Ah, come on! Just what I needed; I’ve been bored without an opponent~”

Canglang Jun casually tossed the large sword onto his shoulder–>

and shook his head, sighing as if lamenting about his undefeated record and feeling lonely from the lack of competition.

The more he acted this way, the more furious Han Xing became, his teeth grinding audibly.

The onlookers looked puzzled, unable to believe Canglang Jun had the guts to challenge the Wind Thunder Sword Emperor.

How could an Immortal Sovereign like you dare?

Is it all about your gear?

Remember, under one sword from the Wind Thunder Sword Emperor, even if you had a hundred thousand premium artifacts protecting you, you’d still be nothing but scrap metal!

“Elder, we…” the Old Clan Leader began to shift uncomfortably, wiping the sweat from his forehead,

What on earth made him offend the Wind Thunder Sword Emperor like this?

In his mind, getting Han Family Young Master to back down was already good enough.

But now, it escalated to an irretrievable level.

A thought flashed through the Old Clan Leader’s mind:

Is it too late to run now?

Ye Junlin had been watching the show nonchalantly, appearing completely unfazed.

He didn’t like complications, so his approach was all about getting it done in one go. Since the greatest threat to the Tengu Tribe was the Han family, he aimed to use overwhelming strength to teach them a lesson they wouldn’t forget, ensuring they wouldn’t dare to cross the line again!

At the same time, Ye Junlin was curious about just how powerful that Wind Thunder Sword Emperor truly was.

As time ticked by, no one dared to speak, the tension in the air thickening.

Even the slightest rustle could set off everyone’s nerves.

“He’s coming.”

Ye Junlin spat out a fruit pit, narrowing his eyes as he looked ahead.

There was no dramatic entrance or overwhelming aura, just suddenly—a plain-looking middle-aged man with a goatee and an ordinary appearance appeared out of nowhere, stepping forward in an instant.

It was as if the air had stopped moving, leaving everyone in shock.

His gaze was sharp like a peerless divine sword, and the moment he surveyed the crowd, countless cultivators felt their eyes sting.

“Dad, you finally made it!”

Han Xing exclaimed excitedly.

Han Qiujian joined his son, coldly asking, “Tell me, who bullied you? I’ll take care of it, and who was the jerk that insulted me? What a mouth!”

He was the renowned Wind Thunder Sword Emperor, striking terror across the West Ze Immortal Domain, and had never faced such humiliation. The murderous intent brewing inside him had reached its peak!