Zhang Shaozhong embraced the two women, his body enveloped in chaotic energy, moving at an incredible speed, more thrilling than riding a rocket.
Before long, we were already in Huangshan. Surrounded by clouds and mist, with strangely shaped peaks and rocks, it was indeed a beautiful place.
"Tsk, these foreign devils know how to pick a place."
Zhang Shaozhong scanned the area with his divine sense and immediately locked onto the several particularly conspicuous auras at the top of Lotus Peak.
"My husband, please calm down."
Ling Qingxue gently reminded them, "Let's see what they have to say."
Night Enchantress was already excitedly rubbing her hands together, saying, "Why waste words with them! Let's just fight!"
Zhang Shaozhong smiled and didn't rush up. Instead, he led the two women, like ordinary tourists, and strolled leisurely up the stone steps to the summit.
He wanted to see what tricks these people were up to with such a grand display.
The closer one gets to the summit, the more pronounced the energy fluctuations belonging to the Western cultivation system become.
The warmth of holy light, the activity of the elements, and a heavy, solid aura like the earth itself.
Finally, we reached the summit of Lotus Peak.
Wow, this is quite a scene.
On a relatively flat open space at the summit, a white stone platform was temporarily erected by some unknown means. It was engraved with some incomprehensible runes and emitted a faint light. It was probably the so-called "International Altar".
Three people stood out conspicuously on the altar.
On the left is a handsome middle-aged man with blond hair, wearing a bright silver full-body armor and a white cloak. He has a longsword with a cross at his waist, a solemn face, and a holy light emanating from him that is both gentle and intensely exclusive.
Needless to say, he is the vice-commander of the American Holy Light Knights.
On the right is an old man with a white beard, wearing an elaborate starry blue robe and holding a staff inlaid with a huge sapphire. His eyes are deep and profound, and various elemental spirits of wind, fire, water, and earth are vaguely seen jumping around him.
Grand Master of the Round Table Council of Europa.
In the very center, sitting cross-legged on the altar, was an old monk with dark skin, so thin he was just skin and bones, and wearing a tattered burlap robe.
His eyes were closed, his breathing barely perceptible, as if he were one with the rock beneath him, yet the profound life force he exuded, like a mountain, was impossible to ignore. He was an ascetic monk of the Brahma religion in India.
Behind these three stood several attendants dressed in various styles, each with a powerful aura. They all looked at Zhang Shaozhong and his companions with haughty eyes, especially lingering on Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier for a long time, their gazes filled with undisguised amazement and... a hint of greed.
Besides this "investigation team," there were also some Chinese government officials around the summit, led by Mr. Zhou, standing at a distance with solemn expressions, clearly there to maintain order.
Upon seeing Zhang Shaozhong and his group approach, the vice-commander of the Holy Light Knights spoke first, his voice booming with a condescending, judgmental tone, in English (with an attendant simultaneously translating it into Chinese):
"Mr. Zhang Shaozhong, you've finally arrived. I am Alex Steel Shield, Vice Commander of the Holy Light Knights. You are suspected of committing numerous serious crimes in Japan, including but not limited to illegal intrusion, mass killings, and destruction of important cultural sites, which seriously violate the 'International Code of Conduct for Practitioners.' Now, on behalf of the International Practitioner Council, I demand that you immediately cease all resistance and accept investigation and questioning!"
The archmage waved his staff, causing the surrounding elements to stir. He then added in Chinese with a strange accent, "Young man, power needs restraint. Your actions have disrupted the balance. Handing over your gray energy cultivation method might be a sign of your repentance."
Well, the true colors have been revealed! Not only are they trying to convict him, but they're also eyeing the Chaos Qi!
Zhang Shaozhong picked at his ear, as if he hadn't heard the broken Chinese, and turned to Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier with a smile: "Wife, did you hear that? There's a dog barking."
Ye Meier burst out laughing, her body trembling with laughter: "I heard it, husband, you called out quite loudly!"
Although Ling Qingxue didn't laugh, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.
Alex Steel Shield's face instantly darkened, and the holy light behind him seemed to intensify: "Mr. Zhang! Watch your words! This is a blatant insult to the Council!"
"insult?"
Zhang Shaozhong finally looked at him directly, his eyes mocking. "So what if I insulted you? Who do you think you are? You dare to question me? You want my cultivation methods? Have you no shame?"
He took two steps forward, and his Chaos Golden Core began to rotate slightly. An invisible pressure spread out, though it was not as dazzling as the opponent's, it was more profound and heavy, as if it could devour everything.
"Where was your council when those Japanese scum killed my Chinese officials? Where were you when they used evil magic to refine human souls? Why didn't you uphold justice then? Now you want to talk about rules with me? Bah!"
Zhang Shaozhong grew angrier as he spoke, pointing at the three people on the altar: "Stop pretending to be a big shot in front of me! If you want to fight, just say so, and draw up the rules! I'm ready to fight to the end! If you don't have the guts, then get lost and stop getting in my way!"
His merciless and furious outburst turned the three men's faces ashen with rage.
As powerful figures in their respective factions, they are respected wherever they go. When have they ever suffered such humiliation?
The archmage's staff shone with a brilliant blue light, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and ice crystals began to condense in the air: "Arrogant! It seems you won't learn your lesson until you see the coffin!"
Alex Steel Shield slowly drew his cross-shaped longsword from his waist, holy light condensing into a tangible sword beam: "Since that's the case, I can only use force to make you face reality!"
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