896: Who do you think you are?

“What?”

“If I don’t give an explanation today, does Your Excellency intend to act on behalf of the heavens?”

Sitting in his seat, Wang Chen looked at Huang Zhongming, who was full of respect but harbored ill intentions, and asked in a flat tone.

“Zhenjun must be joking. My cultivation is shallow, how could I be your opponent, Zhenjun?”

Huang Zhongming smiled, his posture extremely low, but his words were anything but polite.

He only said that his cultivation was shallow and that he was not Wang Chen’s opponent, but in his words, he did not deny his suspicion that Wang Chen was a Demonic Path fiend.

“Huang Zhongming, you’ve truly lost your mind. Senior Wang Chen is a distinguished guest of my Xuantian Holy Land. You suspect him of being from the Demonic Path. Are you trying to say that my Xuantian Holy Land is also part of the Demonic Path?”

Bai Yuliang’s face was ashen, his eyes incredibly cold.

“Bai Shengzi, you exaggerate. Xuantian Holy Land is a model for the Eight Great Sacred Grounds of our Human Race, how could it be Demonic Path?”

Facing Bai Yuliang’s cold gaze, Huang Zhongming said calmly, without changing his expression:

“It’s just that Saint you are too young. Those in the Demonic Path are most skilled in schemes and tricks. This old man fears you have been deceived by others.”

“You…”

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuliang’s heart turned cold, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

This Huang Zhongming was clearly implying that he was not fit to represent Xuantian Holy Land, nor fit to sit in the Saint’s position.

Moreover, Huang Zhongming’s public challenge absolutely had the backing of Four Symbols Holy Land, and even forces within Xuantian Holy Land were supporting him.

Thinking of this, Bai Lang was about to tell Xu Yun to expel this unwelcome guest.

However, at this moment, Wang Chen, with a slight smile on his lips, looked calmly at Huang Zhongming and said:

“Elder Huang, you’re certain I’m a Demonic Path member. Aren’t you afraid of death?”

“Zhenjun must be joking. How could a powerful expert like Zhenjun bother with an old man like me? As long as Zhenjun explains, the misunderstanding will naturally be resolved.”

Facing Wang Chen’s gaze, Huang Zhongming showed no fear.

“Hahaha!”

“What are you? You’re not worthy of an explanation from me!”

Wang Chen chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair and looking down at Huang Zhongming, saying:

“Your Four Symbols Holy Land sent four Elders to ambush me and Bai Shengzi in the Demon Beast Forest, and you still haven’t given me a reasonable explanation. It seems your Four Symbols Holy Land hasn’t had enough people die yet!”

“You, you’re courting death!”

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhongming’s face surged with anger and murderous intent boiled over.

Among the four Inner Elders who died in the Demon Beast Forest, one was his biological younger brother. Wang Chen bringing this up now was akin to rubbing salt in his wound.

“Utter nonsense! You indiscriminately killed four Inner Elders of my Four Symbols Holy Land, and you still say you’re not from the Demonic Path…”

Looking at Wang Chen, Huang Zhongming said furiously.

However, before he could finish speaking, a pure white fox with nine tails suddenly appeared on Wang Chen’s shoulder.

The white fox’s eyes glowed with a peach-pink light, like a vortex, full of mysterious allure.

Huang Zhongming only took one glance and felt as if his Soul had been sucked in.

In an instant, when Huang Zhongming looked at Wang Chen and the white fox again, he felt an overwhelming sense of reverence rise within him, and he instinctively knelt down in worship.

“Greetings, Master.”

Then, he knelt on the ground, banging his head repeatedly.

Upon seeing this scene, all the representatives of the various forces attending the banquet were terrified.

An eighth-stage Peak expert, had his mind controlled in a mere breath?

Such a bizarre method instantly filled them all with immense shock.

Too terrifying!

Immediately, gazes of fear all fell upon Wang Chen, but when they saw the smile on Wang Chen’s face, they all shifted their gaze as if shocked by electricity, staring intently at the ground, as if there was some incredibly captivating mystery there.

“Senior, I will definitely make Four Symbols Holy Land give a reasonable explanation for this matter.”

Bai Yuliang looked at Wang Chen and the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox Su Su, who was yawning, with reverence, and said with extreme respect.

“No need. So many days have passed since the incident in the Demon Beast Forest, and Four Symbols Holy Land still hasn’t given an explanation. Even if you go today, you won’t get any results.”

“When the banquet ends, I will go directly.”

Wang Chen shook his head, casually grabbed Huang Zhongming, who was still banging his head, and instantly disappeared from the spot before Bai Yuliang could react.

After Wang Chen left, the attendees of the banquet all excused themselves to Bai Yuliang and quickly left the place.

A dignified Inner Elder of Four Symbols Holy Land was directly subdued; tonight, Wanshou City was going to be very lively.

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After leaving the palace where the welcoming banquet was held, Wang Chen brought Huang Zhongming to his residence.

“Speak. Why did you deliberately provoke me and try to brand me as a Demonic Path fiend? What exactly is Four Symbols Holy Land plotting?”

Casually throwing Huang Zhongming onto the ground, Wang Chen sat on a chair, holding Su Su, and asked calmly.

“Replying to Master, Mystic Tortoise True Lord of Four Symbols Holy Land, by order of the Grand Elder, intends to eliminate Master to avenge the four deceased Inner Elders, and at the same time, deter Xuantian Holy Land.”

“This old servant’s provocation today was to plant seeds of doubt in the hearts of the high-ranking officials of the various forces attending the welcoming banquet, making them suspect that Master is involved with Demonic Path fiends.”

Huang Zhongming knelt on the ground, speaking without reservation.

“What’s the use of that?”

“They’re not brainless. Even if they suspect, it won’t pose any threat to me.”

Wang Chen raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, and asked in confusion.

“Mystic Tortoise True Lord has contacted two powerful experts from Six Desires Demonic Sect. They will attack Xuantian Holy Land’s station at the end of the welcoming banquet and frame Master.”

“At that time, Mystic Tortoise True Lord will lead the elites of Four Symbols Holy Land to besiege Master.”

Huang Zhongming replied.

“Directly attacking Xuantian Holy Land’s station in Wanshou City, this Mystic Tortoise True Lord is quite bold.”

Wang Chen chuckled softly upon hearing this, not expecting that Four Symbols Holy Land, one of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds of the Netherworld Human Clan and a model of the Righteous Path, would actually cooperate with Demonic Path fiends.

The two powerful experts from Six Desires Demonic Sect, who could be invited by this Mystic Tortoise True Lord, must at least be ninth-stage Early Stage Zhenjun.

It’s just that…

Did Four Symbols Holy Land’s action this time have anything to do with the Dead Spirit Race?

Pondering in his heart, Wang Chen directly asked:

“Does your Four Symbols Holy Land have dealings with the Dead Spirit Race? Was this attack on me sanctioned and supported by the Dead Spirit Race?”

“This servant does not know.”

Huang Zhongming shook his head, then said with some uncertainty:

“However, Mystic Tortoise True Lord has been acting mysteriously these past few days. A few times, this servant saw him meeting with a mysterious person within the station, seemingly plotting something.”

“Although this servant does not recognize this mysterious person, I can confirm that they are definitely not a powerful expert from Six Desires Demonic Sect.”

“It seems this mysterious person should be related to the Dead Spirit Race.”

Wang Chen nodded, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Now that he knew Four Symbols Holy Land’s plot, the direction of events to follow would no longer be decided by Four Symbols Holy Land.