84: If you come, I will kill you. Both father and son are crazy.

Inside the Holy Land's main hall.

All the Elders' gazes converged on Jiang Chen, who had just stepped through the hall entrance.

Jiang Chen ignored their stares.

With a composed expression, he slowly walked to the center of the hall and bowed slightly to Jiang Shengtian, who was seated in the main position.

“Father.”

His voice was not loud, echoing through the spacious hall, neither servile nor overbearing, calm and collected.

Jiang Shengtian looked at his son; after several months apart, his son seemed to have undergone another astonishing transformation.

The confidence and composure emanating from within him, that indifference that regarded all things as mere straw dogs, even he, as a father, couldn't help but marvel.

“Mm.”

Jiang Shengtian slowly nodded, his voice authoritative, “Your journey to the Taiyin Ancient Tomb was arduous.”

“It was not arduous,”

Jiang Chen replied calmly.

This plain conversation between father and son caused some of the Elders present to subtly frown.

Arduous?

This is called arduous?

This young man caused an immense uproar outside, slaying the Crown Prince of Tianyuan and slaughtering four Saints!

Now, the Tianyuan Imperial Dynasty is probably furious, and the entire Eastern Domain is about to be thrown into turmoil because of him!

What does Jiang Shengtian mean by this?

“Holy Lord!”

Finally, someone couldn't hold back.

The Second Elder, Yun Wuzi, stood up from his seat, cupped his hands to Jiang Shengtian, and spoke with a worried expression.

“Though the Saint's journey has brought renown to our Holy Land, his actions... were they perhaps too ostentatious?”

His voice carried a hint of sorrow.

“Slaying Yuan Haotian, the Crown Prince of Tianyuan, is no small matter!”

“Once war breaks out, it will surely be a catastrophe sweeping across the entire Eastern Domain!”

“Though our Hongtian Holy Land is strong, facing the siege of several immortal Dao lineages simultaneously will inevitably damage our Origin Qi, and even... risk the collapse of our Dao lineage!”

“Holy Lord, this matter requires extreme caution!”

Having said that, Yun Wuzi bowed deeply to Jiang Shengtian.

Many Elders, upon hearing this, subconsciously nodded, their faces showing expressions of agreement and concern.

Especially the Grand Elder Yun Wuzi and the Third Elder Daoist Tian Xuan.

They already had reservations about Jiang Chen's style of action and had suffered losses at his hands.

At this moment, they felt that the Second Elder had spoken their innermost thoughts.

“The Second Elder is absolutely right! The Saint's actions were indeed ill-considered and too impulsive!”

“Although our Holy Land does not fear war, we should not needlessly provoke such a powerful enemy. To place the entire Holy Land in danger for a moment of pride is truly unwise!”

That's right!

It's good for young people to be energetic, but acting so recklessly, without regard for consequences, is truly too rash!

To put the entire Holy Land in a dangerous situation for the sake of so-called face, this is fundamentally not what a Saint should do!

Yun Wuzi watched the reactions of the crowd, a barely perceptible sneer playing on his lips.

He could use this incident to suppress Jiang Chen and his father, Jiang Shengtian.

To let everyone see that Jiang Chen, this Saint, would only bring disaster to the Holy Land!

However, no sooner had he finished speaking...

Before Jiang Chen could even open his mouth...

From the main seat, Jiang Shengtian, who had been silent, suddenly let out a soft chuckle.

“An annihilating disaster?”

Jiang Shengtian slowly spoke, his gaze like lightning, sweeping over Yun Wuzi, and then over all the Elders below whose faces were etched with worry.

“Second Elder, when did your courage become so small?”

Yun Wuzi's face stiffened slightly.

“Our Hongtian Holy Land, since its creation, has stood in the Eastern Domain for millions of years. When have we ever feared anyone?”

Jiang Shengtian's voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, booming through the hall!

“A mere Tianyuan Imperial Dynasty, does it deserve to make our Hongtian Holy Land feel fear?”

Jiang Shengtian abruptly stood up from the main seat.

His gaze was fixed intently on Yun Wuzi, and he spoke word by word.

“Yuan Canglan's son, inferior in skill, died at my son's hands; he deserved it!”

“If he is not convinced, he can lead the army of his Tianyuan Divine Dynasty to our Hongtian Holy Land to demand an explanation!”

“I, Jiang Shengtian, will be waiting right here!”

“If he dares to come, I will ensure he never returns!”

“If he dares to touch even a single hair of my Holy Land, I will personally wield an Imperial Weapon, flatten his Tianyuan Imperial City, and destroy his nation's foundation!”

Boom!

Domineering!

Unparalleled domineeringness!

At this moment, Jiang Shengtian displayed the majesty of an immortal Holy Land Lord and his protective love for his son to the fullest!

What does it mean to be unreasonable?

This is what it means to be unreasonable!

My son killed your son; it's because your son lacked ability!

You want revenge?

Fine, come on!

Let's see who destroys whom in the end!

Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.

All the Elders were so shaken by Jiang Shengtian's incomparably domineering declaration that they couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Yun Wuzi's old face turned a purplish-green, alternating between pale and flushed.

It was at this moment...

The Fifth Elder, Xu Yǐnzi, who had been silent, suddenly stood up and spoke with righteous indignation:

“The Holy Lord is right!”

“How can the Saint of our Hongtian Holy Land be casually bullied by outsiders?”

“Yuan Haotian sought his own death; who else is to blame?”

“One punch thrown now saves a hundred later!”

“This old man believes that the Saint's actions were right! Well done!”

“Whoever dares to touch the Saint of our Holy Land, this old man will be the first to object!”

As he spoke, he immediately gained the support of some of the hawkish Elders.

“Xu Yǐnzi's words are reasonable! The dignity of our Holy Land cannot be challenged!”

“If it's war, then let there be war! Who is afraid of whom?!”

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere instantly split into two factions.

And Jiang Chen, standing in the center of the hall, looked at his domineering father, a faint smile gracing his lips.

Just then, Jiang Chen also slowly spoke.

“Father is absolutely right.”

“This child also feels that the Second Elder is a bit too overly worried.”

He turned his gaze to the Second Elder, Yun Wuzi, a hint of mockery in his smile.

“This time, I slew his Crown Prince and severed his Luck.”

“If they don't come, then so be it.”

“If they truly dare to come, that's good; it saves me the trouble of making a trip myself later.”

Upon hearing this, the entire hall was once again shocked!

Listen!

What kind of talk is this?

Saves him the trouble of making a trip later?

Does that mean, even if the Tianyuan Imperial Dynasty doesn't come looking for trouble, he plans to go find trouble with the Tianyuan Imperial Dynasty later?

Father and son, one more arrogant than the other!

One more domineering than the other!

Jiang Shengtian looked at his son, the approval in his eyes growing even stronger, and he burst into laughter.

“Hahahahaha! Good!”

“Well said! Truly my son, Jiang Shengtian!”

“With such ambition, how can our Hongtian Holy Land not prosper?!”

He reined in his aura, sat back in the main seat, his gaze sweeping across the hall, his voice regaining its authority.

“This matter is thus settled!”

“Our Hongtian Holy Land fears no one!”

“Whoever dares to speak of retreat or fear again, do not blame this Lord for disregarding past sentiments; they shall all be executed!”

“Everyone, do you understand?”

“...We respectfully obey the Holy Lord's decree!”

The Elders' hearts trembled, and they all bowed in unison, responding.

Yun Wuzi's face was extremely unsightly, but he could only suppress his resentment unwillingly.

“Alright, everyone, you may disperse.”

Jiang Shengtian waved his hand.

“Chen'er, you stay.”