Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1486: Chapter 1520: The Four Strongest Sub-Saints!

The old man was originally from the Iga Family, naturally harboring some grudges against them to some extent, so unless absolutely necessary, he did not wish to clash with its members.

“Leave? Since our Iga Family has come, we have no intention of going back easily alive!”

Iga Zhan stepped forward, his cold eyes gleaming with a hint of brilliance, clearly ready to battle if necessary.

“Don’t push me! I don’t want to kill any member of the Iga Family!”

The old man’s eyes were bloodshot, his facial muscles trembling constantly. He gritted his teeth with difficulty, his heavy breathing akin to that of a panting buffalo.

Thirty years ago, he had promised his beloved that he wouldn’t seek revenge for her and wouldn’t kill any ninja from the Iga Family. But now, the Iga Family had the audacity to provoke Zhonghua!

Any member of Huaxia would absolutely not tolerate it. Because the old man was Huaxia, not Fusang!

The Iga Tianji of thirty years ago was already dead, and now he was Xuan Tianji!

“Even if the four great angels appear today, so what? The Holy War Angel has already fallen; I don’t believe he can come back alive!”

Finally, unable to hold back his frustration, Iga Zhan roared, showing an intention to battle the four great angels of Huaxia.

“This is what you made me do!”

Suddenly! Behind the old man, primordial energy surged, and a pair of massive black feather wings spread from his shoulders, resembling enormous fans. An eerie, terrifying aura emanated from them, with metal-like feathers and dreadfully sinister bone spurs!

The sinister bone spurs emitted a chilling radiance, shining under the bright moonlight, with an aura of both sacredness and enchantment.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…

Wings filled with menacing bone spurs gradually drooped from his shoulders, shielding the old man, as his white long hair covered his emaciated face, deeply sunken eyes staring unwaveringly at the Iga ninjas before him.

As the wings moved, they emitted a crisp sound akin to metal…

“I’ll declare one last time, are you leaving or not!”

The old man’s sinister gaze almost screamed.

Leading Iga Tian was startled and filled with terror; back when Iga Tianji was expelled from the Iga Family, he wasn’t even a worthy subordinate. During the Greece Wilderness battle, he also encountered Iga Tianji, and it was Iga Tianji who pleaded with the Holy War Angel, allowing Iga Tian to survive and escape the wilderness.

Since then, he heard no further news of the Fallen Angel.

Unexpectedly, after years without contact, the so-called most powerful warrior Fallen Angel was now a Sub-Saint, even more surprising was the primordial energy fluctuations emanating from him.

He, he should be the strongest Sub-Saint!

The Dark Angel, Blood Angel, and Fallen Angel were already the strongest warriors back then! At the early King Realm, their combat power could contend against Sub-Saints. This is why their group, despite being at the King Realm, could shock the entire world as the super organization—Blazing Angel!

“You, you actually reached the Sub-Saint Realm! And are the strongest Sub-Saint!”

Iga Tian didn’t know whether to be happy or sad; during the Greece Wilderness battle, he clearly remembered Iga Tianji’s cultivation being at the Peak Stage of the King Realm, unexpectedly, in a few short years, he truly entered the Sub-Saint realm!

The leap from the most powerful King to the Sub-Saint is incredibly difficult, unlike the ordinary King crossing into Sub-Saint.

It requires a harmonious combination of time, place, and people, as well as an endless supply of primordial energy as material to cross into Sub-Saint. Even upon entering Sub-Saint, one may not be the strongest Sub-Saint!

The strongest Sub-Saint at the early stage can compare to ordinary Sub-Saints at the Fourth Layer Heaven.

Imagine, there were suddenly four strongest Sub-Saints before him, what kind of concept is this?

Additionally, during this time, the Undefeated Angel helped Nangong Shui and the old man break through to the Sub-Saint Realm, consuming a lot of resources to replenish primordial energy.

Now that four top-level Sub-Saint angels appeared strongly, Iga Tian finally sensed some dangerous aura.

“Your grandfather’s grandmother’s grandfather, it seems like you have no intention of leaving here?”

At this point, Jia Zhenjing lightly pressed his lips, a sinister look crossing his eyes with two flashes of killing intent.

“Boom～”

Iga Zhan was the first to stagger under Jia Zhenjing’s pressure, the Elemental Power Seed within him churned violently, his legs turning involuntarily as if cramped, even lacking the courage to look up at them under the oppressive force.

“Such a terrifying pressure! What level has this person’s cultivation reached? The aura alone is enough to make me unable to stand firmly; should a fight ensue, he might wipe me out instantly!”

Iga Zhan’s eyes darted, his thoughts swirling rapidly within his mind.

Then his gaze fell on the pallid-faced Iga Tian, gently touching the hem of Iga Tian’s clothes with his arm, attempting to let him become aware of his current situation…

But Iga Tian’s situation wasn’t much better, his old face pale and lips turning purple.

The fear-sunken eyes left his pupils devoid of light.

“Fine! We’ll leave!”

Finally, Iga Tian couldn’t withstand it any longer.

Facing four super Sub-Saints, even if everyone here joined forces, they wouldn’t necessarily be able to counter the Dark Angel.

“Wait!”

Suddenly, Jia Zhenjing smirked, feeling that letting them go without resistance would be too boring.

“You mean you don’t want us to leave?!”

Iga Zhan realized things weren’t that simple, thinking they had changed their minds, inhaled sharply, quickly turned around, glaring maliciously at them.

“Want to leave? It’s easy. But there must be a limit on time; since you’ve come, leaving just like that would not show much respect towards us Huaxia, would it?”

“What do you want then!”

Iga Zhan’s fiery temper flared, glaring immediately.

“I’ll give you ten minutes. If within ten minutes you haven’t escaped my sight, well then, apologies. I’ll—kill—all—of—you!” Saying it deliberately, Jia Zhenjing’s mouth formed an ‘O’ shape, enunciating word by word.

“You…”

Iga Zhan eyebrows furrowed, ready to explode, but was held back by the pale-faced Iga Tian beside him.

“Alright!”

Under absolute power, even the proud Iga Tian could only swallow the anger, casting a cold glance at them.

Then, leading everyone to run towards the helicopter…

Meanwhile, Lin Zifeng was now recovering from what was nearly a life-or-death ordeal; they barely escaped being devoured by the blue typhoon storm.

“That was close! We were almost swallowed by the blue storm.” Black Hawk said, relieved.

“Damn, that wasn’t just a level ten typhoon, it was clearly a level twelve fierce typhoon. It almost engulfed this whole world.” Shuobude’s face was still pale, wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead, his clothes drenched in sweat, barely comprehending the violent scene vividly. The wild tsunami, aggressive gales, sea creatures swept high in the sky, hundreds of tiger shark corpses sent flying and torn apart by the strong wind, blood nearly painting half the sky red.