Chapter 527: Chapter 527 Abandoned
The Murong family’s members were all in utter shock, whereas on the Rashamon Sect’s side, from Luo Tong to the gatekeeper, down to the two elderly figures, their faces were extremely grim!
Before encountering Yang Tian, they had never imagined Yang Tian could possess such immense power!
Luo Dun gazed at the elder lying on the ground with a peculiar expression.
His limbs were broken, and his meridians severed. Clearly, under Yang Tian’s palm moments ago, he was completely crushed.
From this, it’s evident: Yang Tian is powerful!
"Gatekeeper, this..."
When Old Xu saw the scene before him, he immediately opened his mouth.
However, Luo Tong raised his hand to interrupt him, then glared again at Yang Tian, saying, "This master truly hadn’t expected that, because of a disciple’s death, it would involve someone like you, a master of such caliber. To be able to defeat one of our three elders with such ease, you’re certainly no ordinary figure! Who exactly are you?"
"You’re not worthy of knowing my name!" Yang Tian said calmly, staring at Luo Tong.
"How presumptuous!"
"Audacious!"
Hearing Yang Tian’s words, Elder Xu and another elder immediately flew into a rage, their faces darkening with fury.
However, Luo Tong continued to coldly scrutinize Yang Tian.
"Haha! With strength like this, though a bit unruly in temperament, this sect master can understand! This sect master has always cherished those with exceptional talent. If you join the Rashamon Sect, he would never pursue harsh punishment against you; he would even regard you as an elder!"
At these words, everyone was stunned!
Nobody could have expected that, after Yang Tian had killed Yan Kuan and disabled an elder, Luo Tong, as an elder of the Rashamon Sect, not only didn’t launch an immediate attack but even proposed to clear all grievances and elevate Yang Tian’s status to an elder.
Had Luo Dun gone mad?
Luo Dun was certainly not mad!
As the master of Rashamon Sect, Luo Dun’s actions surely carried deeper meaning!
As Murong Longcheng and Murong Yan knew, four hundred years ago, Rashamon Sect was one of the top four formidable sects.
It stood equal to the unruly Sword Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Lingyun Sect—sects that at the time dominated the mortal realm.
But due to a decline in talent and sudden upheavals, Rashamon Sect fell into ruin, eventually being replaced by Shenjian Gate!
In the four hundred years since then, who in Rashamon would not dream of reclaiming its former glory?
And what is the prerequisite for glory?
It’s talent!
Murong Longcheng and Murong Yan could clearly see Yang Tian’s youthful vigor, knowing full well he couldn’t be over thirty years old. How could Luo Tong fail to see the same?
Not yet thirty, not even twenty-something, yet able to eliminate an elder of Rashamon Sect in moments with raw power!
This talent is unparalleled!
This is why Luo Tong cared nothing for leniency toward Yan Kuan’s death and the elder’s demise!
Compared to a talent like Yang Tian, Yan Kuan and even the elder of Rashamon Sect were insignificant!
Unfortunately, though Luo Tong was ambitious, he gravely misjudged Yang Tian.
Who exactly is Yang Tian?
A myth that traverses realms!
A storm, a plunderer whose thunderous power sweeps across the world.
A devil who carved paths for the Devil Ancestors!
In Yang Tian’s eyes, not to mention Rashamon Sect’s petty elders—even if it were the clan leader of Divine Sword Sect’s foremost family, he would still regard Rashamon Sect with disdain.
Hence, Luo Tong’s enticing offer seemed laughable to Yang Tian.
Yang Tian merely smirked slightly and said: "Respect an elder? You’re not qualified!"
"Haha! Youth, arrogance isn’t necessarily bad, but excessive arrogance is ignorance!"
Luo Tong sneered, his killing intent immediately saturating the air.
Joining forces?
Upon hearing Yang Tian’s words, Luo Tong’s face instantly fell cold.
In his view, sparing Yang Tian, pardoning past transgressions, and inviting him into Rashamon were magnanimous gestures!
Moreover, he even proposed elevating Yang Tian to an elder within Rashamon Sect!
Yet, not only did Yang Tian refuse him, but he utterly dismissed the weight of Luo Tong’s offer and the vastness of Rashamon Sect!
This not only trampled Luo Tong’s well-meant overture, but also publicly humiliated him!
Thus, Luo Tong stared at Yang Tian coldly and sneered: "Since you don’t know good from bad, this sect master will kill you!" Pity—it’s such a waste for a remarkable sapling like you!"
As he spoke, Luo Tong’s hands suddenly emanated a three-foot-long crimson glow, shrouding his entire arms. This was the blood dais realm of the Blood Coagulation Claws skill, perfected far beyond the level exhibited by Yan Kuan!
However, compared to Yan Kuan, Luo Tong, as Rashamon Sect’s master, had trained far more profoundly in Blood Coagulation Claws!
Enveloped in blood-red light, his arms radiated a terrifyingly murderous aura. The glow spun fervently, resembling an intense storm, amplifying the power of Blood Coagulation Claws, making it impossible for onlookers to face directly!
Meanwhile, Xu Yumeng and another elder of the Luo Clan, upon witnessing Yang Tian devastating a fellow elder, couldn’t disguise their murderous intent toward him!
Under Luo Tong’s authoritative stance, they dared not intervene in persuading him nor conceal their urge for bloodshed.
With Yang Tian rejecting Luo Tong, this situation suited them perfectly!
Thus, seeing the negotiations between Luo Tong and Yang Tian collapse, their faces twisted into malevolent smirks. Each wielded their blood-soaked Magic Treasures, their intent to kill no longer hidden!
"Does he even realize what he faces now? Three of the Rashamon Sect’s elites together!"
As Murong Yan watched Luo Tong and his two trusted elders encircle Yang Tian with malicious intent, she sighed softly and shook her head.
Yang Tian appeared laughable in her eyes!
Elders of Rashamon Sect!
Though their stature wasn’t equal to one of Divine Sword Sect’s four prime elders, it was still a dream for many to attain!
Yet Yang Tian had refused?
In Murong Yan’s heart, this was beyond comprehension!
To her, was Yang Tian foolishly reckless or simply overconfident?
"Regardless of who he is, it’s inevitable that battle awaits. Tula’s blood-stained hands and Luo Dun’s name are no idle boasts!"
Murmuring to herself, Murong Yan internally admitted to the likelihood of Yang Tian’s defeat.
No matter Yang Tian’s awe-inspiring display of skill earlier, presently he stood against three of Rashamon Sect’s elites, making Murong Yan’s view firm and resolute!
Because Luo Dun’s strength was sufficient to shake even superior martial masters!
As Murong Yan sighed, it sounded like the clarion signal for action.
In that very moment, Luo Tong stepped forth, Elder Xu moved, and Rashamon Sect’s other elder sprang into action!
Though in their assessment, three against one seemed excessive.
Still, as members of Rashamon Sect, they were eager to display their combined power—to prove to the world why Rashamon was once hailed as one of the four great sects!
Finally, Elder Xu raised his hand first, summoning forth a transparent crimson axe as he gazed coldly at Yang Tian. "Die!" he growled.
Woosh!
The crimson axe flew from Elder Xu’s palm, growing in the wind. In an instant, it expanded to the size of five towering figures.
With the axe’s every sweep, sharp shrieks echoed across the sky, sending chills down the spine, as its deadly trajectory aimed straight for Yang Tian’s waist!
And that wasn’t all!
As soon as Xu Changjing’s crimson axe aimed for Yang Tian’s waistline, another elder’s Magic Weapon, moving as swift as lightning, slashed directly toward Yang Tian’s head.