Guo Lili had actually never figured out Jiang Tian’s identity, and was left speechless, unable to answer.
That master of spells from Huaxia couldn’t hold back either. He rushed forward and bowed, saying:
“Reporting to the old family head, this man is called Jiang Taichu, known as the number one martial arts grandmaster on Huaxia’s Divine List. He once killed the Dahuan expert Lin Zhenyu!”
“What? He’s Jiang Taichu!”
“Even a big shot like Lin Zhenyu was killed by him?”
“Oh no, no, no! We should have stopped Young Master Wang! A powerhouse like this can only be suppressed when Old Immortal Wang takes action!”
Once he said this, many members of the Singapore Chinese Association attending the engagement ceremony recognized Jiang Tian, and were even more terrified out of their wits, scared to the point that their souls nearly fled.
“Jiang Taichu, what exactly is his background?” They knew about Jiang Tian, but Guo Shihai didn’t. He asked in alarm.
After all, when you got right down to it, he was just a wealthy man in the mundane world, still somewhat distant from the world of martial arts and spells.
After several people explained the situation.
Guo Shihai was so shocked that his body swayed violently several times. He pointed at Guo Junfeng and Guo Lili and scolded them: “You fools! How could you not find out clearly about a powerful figure like this? How could you provoke him!”
“Father, what should we do?”
“Grandfather, I know I was wrong!” Guo Junfeng and Guo Lili also knew they had caused a huge disaster, and were panicking helplessly.
“Forget it, forget it. Encountering a powerhouse like this, our Guo family can only bow our heads and admit defeat!”
Guo Shihai pondered for a moment, then let out a mournful, long sigh. Shaking his head, he said with a sigh: “Since he’s come for money, then we’ll satisfy him!”
With that, he quickly walked out, cupped his hands in a salute, and said in a loud voice: “Master Jiang, please stop. This old man’s eyes are dim and failed to recognize a true master. I have brought disaster upon the Guo family, and all of this is my own fault.”
Jiang Tian smiled coldly and said: “Heh heh, is that all? I have no interest in hearing your nonsense!”
“Master Jiang, one hundred billion. I will pay you immediately. In addition, I’ll add another hundred billion in interest!”
Guo Shihai smiled bitterly, bowed, and pleaded and begged: “For the sake of us both being descendants of the Yanhuang, spare the lives of our Guo family, old and young!”
Jiang Tian ignored him and instead looked at Guo Lili, who was trembling behind Guo Shihai, and said: “Do you know where Wang Chongyan’s training ground is?”
“I know. When I got engaged, I once went to pay my respects to him!”
Guo Lili didn’t dare meet Jiang Tian’s gaze at all. Her face was pale, her head lowered, and she trembled as she spoke.
“Good!”
Jiang Tian nodded and looked back at Guo Shihai, saying: “Your Guo family kept saying ‘bumpkins from the mainland,’ forgetting your roots and betraying your ancestors. You have no right to mention the words ‘descendants of Yanhuang’ before me! Your Guo family bullied me first. When I came to collect what was owed, you met me with weapons. This is a feud of life and death. How could I easily spare you? Annihilating your entire family would not be too much!”
“This…”
Guo Shihai had no words to respond. His face was full of bitterness, regret, and terror. His body swayed as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Jiang Tian said indifferently with a smile: “But I am unwilling to kill the innocent indiscriminately. Guo Lili deceived me out of pills to prolong your life. Guo Junfeng once directed Guo Lili to lead experts in assassinating me. And today, Guo Changsheng set up a trap against me. Therefore, I will kill Guo Junfeng and Guo Changsheng!”
Before his voice even faded, Jiang Tian’s finger light struck through the air.
Guo Junfeng’s and Guo Changsheng’s heads burst open like rotten watermelons, red and white matter splattering everywhere as they collapsed to the ground.
“Junfeng! Changsheng—”
A son and a grandson killed right before his eyes. Guo Shihai was overcome with grief. The white-haired man seeing off the black-haired—what greater sorrow could there be?
But in his heart, fear ultimately outweighed grief. He trembled all over in fright, yet didn’t dare let out even a fart. In the end, he could only let out a deep sigh.
“Your lifespan was extended by me. Today, I’ll take it back as well!”
After Jiang Tian finished speaking, he reached out toward Guo Shihai from a distance.
In that instant, Guo Shihai seemed to have his blood drawn out. The muscles all over his body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes became murky, and his waist quickly bent forward.
He slowly crumpled to the ground, unable to say a single word. After a few gasps, he closed his eyes and passed away.
“The Guo family broke faith and betrayed righteousness, trying to kill me and welch on the debt. From now on, all of the Guo family’s assets belong to me. Do you accept this?”
Jiang Tian swept his gaze coldly over the Guo family members and asked in a chilling voice.
No matter how angry or grief-stricken the Guo family members were, under Jiang Tian’s overwhelming might, they still didn’t dare defy him in the slightest. If anyone dared say the word “no,” Jiang Tian would probably annihilate their entire family.
Jiang Tian was clearly more than ten meters away from Guo Junfeng and Guo Changsheng, yet he had killed them with a raise of his hand. He could even strip away a person’s lifespan and vitality. This ability was truly terrifying, almost like a god.
“What Mr. Jiang has done, we have no objections!”
Deputy Director Li was the first to nod in acknowledgment. Other high officials and wealthy people also chimed in one after another. Even many masters of spells didn’t dare comment. They had been completely overawed by Jiang Tian’s overwhelming power.
“As for the contract, have it prepared. I’ll go kill Wang Chongyan first, then come back to collect the assets!”
After Jiang Tian said this, he grabbed the utterly horrified Guo Lili like an eagle snatching a chick, stepped onto his flying sword, and shot into the sky.
“Guo Shihai… were Guo Junfeng and Guo Changsheng really killed by him?”
Yang Wenlun and Li Xinyue were outside, watching the whole process as if they were watching a Hollywood blockbuster.
“Is this… is this Jiang Tian? He can actually fly!”
They hadn’t dared come in. Only when the sounds of killing inside were about to stop did they get the chance to rush in, and they saw this shocking scene. They were so frightened that their souls nearly fled, and they almost collapsed to the ground.
…
“Heh heh, so the real global spell gathering is being held on Posuo Island. No wonder I searched all of Singapore and couldn’t find any trace of Wang Chongyan!”
Jiang Tian carried Guo Lili and controlled his flying sword, shooting toward a small island in the South Pacific more than a hundred kilometers from Singapore.
Guo Lili had said that Wang Chongyan’s secluded training ground wasn’t in Singapore at all, but on a small island a hundred li south of the Strait of Malacca. Moreover, tonight the international spell conference was being held right here.
This place wasn’t just Wang Chongyan’s training ground. The training grounds of many Southeast Asian dark arts masters were also here. It was equivalent to the headquarters of the Singapore Chinese Association, truly a place where experts gathered like clouds.
On top of that, many masters of spells had gathered here for the conference, and most of them had good relations with Wang Chongyan, which added even more to its intimidating presence.
When Guo Lili said all this, she actually meant to intimidate Jiang Tian somewhat, hoping he would back off and spare her.
As long as the Singapore Chinese Association, her backing, still existed, then she and the Guo family would still have a thread of hope.
But who would have thought that Jiang Tian would let out a long laugh and say: “Haha, that’s great! I’ll just wipe them all out in one pot!”
Guo Lili nearly fainted from anger. She gritted her teeth secretly, hating Jiang Tian to the bone, feeling that Jiang Tian was too ruthless and too arrogant.
But when she looked at Jiang Tian now, riding his flying sword through the sky and earth, with power approaching the sound barrier, she felt uneasy again.
Ever since she learned of Wang Chongyan’s abilities, she had been very confident in the Singapore Chinese Association and treated it as her greatest support.
But now, she felt unprecedented unease and was no longer so certain.
A horrifying thought surfaced in her mind: Maybe Jiang Tian really could slaughter the entire Singapore Chinese Association.
Jiang Tian was too fast. He gave the Singapore authorities no time to react at all. In just over ten minutes, he swiftly arrived above Posuo Island.
In fact, even if they had reacted, it would have been useless.
With Guo Lili in Jiang Tian’s hands, they would be hesitant to act, and no hot weapons could be used.
…
Posuo Island wasn’t large, only about five or six kilometers across, but its terrain was very complex, with deep mountains, steep ridges, and sheer cliffs. There was only a narrow path wide enough for ten people to walk abreast, leading straight to the mountaintop.
Looking down from high above, one could see that from the foot of the mountain all the way up, there were densely packed fortified compounds. The entire compound area could probably garrison over a thousand people, and a majestic stone wall had been built to enclose the compounds.
The headquarters of the Singapore Chinese Association was on a platform halfway up the mountain, with several tall halls and buildings.
Jiang Tian’s divine sense quickly locked onto the headquarters location halfway up the mountain.
The mountain gate was tall and majestic. From a distance, a vast aura radiated from it. But when Jiang Tian saw the words on the lintel, he immediately laughed.
Besides the words “Singapore Chinese Association Headquarters,” there were also three large characters: “Blue Shirt Society.”
It was clear that even at over a hundred years old, Wang Chongyan could not remain detached and had not forgotten the glory of the Republic of China era. He even harbored the pipe dream of making a comeback and restoring past glory, opposing the Huaxia martial arts and spell world.
Jiang Tian flew to the front of the gate. Immediately, two guards in blue came over and shouted angrily: “Who are you? How dare you trespass into the forbidden grounds of our Singapore Chinese Association! Do you want to die?”
The other guard recognized Guo Lili and said with an apologetic smile: “Oh, so it’s Miss Guo. The international spell conference is being held here. Outsiders are not allowed to enter. Please go back quickly!”
Although the headquarters of the Singapore Chinese Association was very hidden, its reputation was simply too great. Some wealthy people still inquired for information and came drawn by its fame, hoping to pay their respects to the true masters living in seclusion here.
It seemed this young man had come with Miss Guo.
Jiang Tian said nothing. He summoned his flying sword. With a flash of dark light, the flying sword streaked across the sky and slashed down toward the gate with a clang.
Boom! With a loud crash, like a cannonball strike, the majestic marble gate shattered directly.
“Wang Chongyan, roll out here and die!”
Jiang Tian’s dragon chant and demonic sound pushed out in all directions. Rolling thunderous echoes, like an angry dragon, crashed straight toward the central great hall.
…
At this moment, in the central great hall, many Southeast Asian dark arts sorcerers and martial arts experts had gathered. They surrounded an old man on a high platform, seated on a stone chair, exceptionally tall and broad, dressed in a blue robe. Both sides were chatting happily.
Among the many Southeast Asian dark arts masters, some were gloomy like ghosts, some scorching like the blazing sun, some surging with blood energy and filled with red aura, some burning with towering battle intent, and some cold and dark like lurking venomous snakes.
Below the seats, Xu Mozhai, famous throughout Hong Kong Island, sat in an inconspicuous position, his expression very disappointed and dejected.
“I never thought the Singapore Chinese Association and the Southeast Asian witchcraft faction would join forces. Their strength is ten times greater now. In the future, they will definitely suppress our Hong Kong feng shui world completely!”
Xu Mozhai took a sip of wine. His mouth felt bitter. Shaking his head, he sighed and said.
