Chapter 1740: Chapter 1740: The Village Leader

A small pebble in the divine land weighed about five hundred pounds. Combined with Zen's insanely powerful kick, it could shatter anything it hit.

The martial artist at the helm couldn't say anything that threatened Zen, so another martial artist beside him wanted to say something. After all, the Sun Moon Village backed them—they had no reason to be afraid.

But just as that martial artist was about to speak, Zen's foot kicked another stone and hit the martial artist's jaw accurately.

“Tack!”

Of course, his jaw had been broken.

When the other martial artists saw the scene, they didn't dare to threaten Zen. All of them remained quiet in fear of Zen, who might kick a stone that would smash their faces as well.

“You guys deal with these people,” Zen said indifferently.

Indeed, the Misty Mountain Village's people all wanted to kill those warriors and they shared the same sentiments among each other. "They killed two of us!

We have to avenge them!"

“Kill them!”

Those who had killed others must die—such was a principle that was universally accepted in the entire world.

Therefore, the angry villagers tightly held on to their spears and charged toward those warriors.

Although the villagers of the Misty Mountain Village were kind and honest, they didn't show the slightest mercy to the murderers who killed the members of their village.

The warriors on the opposite side immediately ran for their lives at the sight of the Misty Mountain villagers despite their broken wrists, courtesy of Zen.

However, just as they turned around, Zen stomped his foot on the ground and kicked the stones beneath his feet one by one.

The tiny stones that were filled with great momentum were accurately shot at the crooks of the warriors' legs, which caused their bones to break quickly.

Soon enough, all of them had fallen to the ground.

They couldn't run after their legs had been broken either, so the only thing they could do was to crawl.

Because of their slow speed, the members of Misty Mountain Village with their long spears were able to catch up to them and swarmed all the enemy warriors. The rest was history.

As for Zen, he did not stay to watch the bloody scene. The truth was that he had rarely killed anyone ever since he had ascended to the Upper World. Then again, it wasn't such a cruel thing to kill people if it was in a high-level battle and besides, the blood that was spilled during such a time wasn't actually that much.

After the villagers of the Misty Mountain Village had dealt with the warriors from the Sun Moon Village, they buried their members' corpses.

Only then did the furious villagers begin to grow fearful.

In reality, no one had actually died even since the start of the conflict between the Misty Mountain Village and the Sun Moon Village. The Sun Moon Village previously just beat up a few people from the Misty Mountain Village and ordered the rest of the villagers to leave their place within a definite time. ṚΑＮȏʙĚ𝙨

Who would've thought that when the time came, the Sun Moon Village came over to kill people. If it wasn't for Zen, the Misty Mountain Village's members would have already been massacred by the warriors from the Sun Moon Village.

Later that day, the senior members of the Misty Mountain Village gathered together in the largest house. Needless to say, all of them looked troubled as they discussed how to deal with the Sun Moon Village. They killed the warriors of the Sun Moon Village, which meant that they had resisted the Sun Moon Village's attacks. However, they would be in great peril as well if the leader of the Sun Moon Village raided their place and attacked them.

Meanwhile, Zen sat in the corner of the house with his eyes tightly shut. He silently circulated his blood to hit the black threads in his cinnabar field.

He had been unable to connect with his inner world after being bound by the black threads. During that time however, he had faintly sensed that something had happened within his inner world, and it made him quite anxious.

The time flow rate in his inner world flowed extremely fast. Usually, he pried into his inner world after he cultivated for a few hours to prevent the creatures in it from starting a dispute. There would be some races that occasionally waged a war and wanted to carry out large-scale massacres, but Zen normally stopped them in time.

Yet after his cinnabar field had been sealed for a period of time, he had no way of knowing his inner world's progress and whatever happened inside it. He could only figure out such things once he got rid of the black threads.

At that moment, the discussion among the villagers of the Misty Mountain Village started to get louder. "We might as well leave here!

If the warriors of the Sun Moon Village come over to kill us, won't all of us have to die?“”Leave?

Why do we have to leave? From generation to generation, this place has belonged to our Misty Mountain Village. We can't just let them occupy this place. They are just too unreasonable!"

“Our Misty Mountain Village is remote and we are not rich, but why do the people of the Sun Moon Village still want to occupy this place? I think they just want to cause trouble!”

There was indeed, nothing important about their village.

In addition, the outside of the Misty Mountain Village was just a flat and wide vegetable patch. What could the Sun Moon Village want from that vegetable patch?

“What are you afraid of? We can just let Thad attack and destroy the Sun Moon Village,” one villager shouted. When the rest of the villagers heard those words, they all turned to look at Zen.

He was their only hope. The question was whether Thad was willing to take such a huge risk to help them fend off the Sun Moon Village.

On the other hand, Woolley and Thomson sat by the side without saying anything.

Back then, Zen suddenly appeared in their remote mountain village. He taught them martial art skills and helped them resist the Sun Moon Village's attacks. It was no doubt that he had done a lot for them. Now, they also wanted him to destroy the Sun Moon Village, which seemed a bit unreasonable.

The entire house suddenly quieted down. No one dared to take the initiative to ask Zen for help.

At the corner of the house, Zen looked at the ceiling and said, “I will stay in the Misty Mountain Village for another fifteen days, and then I will leave. Thanks for treating me in a friendly way these last few days. If the warriors of the Sun Moon Village dare to come here again, I will help you punish them.”

That was the guarantee Zen could give. He did not know much about the Sun Moon Village, but he discovered that they weren't actually powerful warriors. Thus, he believed that their leader wasn't that strong as well. Even if Zen couldn't use the chaotic energy for now, it shouldn't be hard for him to deal with them.

However, he also guessed that there must be a higher-level force behind the Sun Moon Village. If such a force was a True God, Zen's current strength wouldn't allow him to effectively fight back. He would be in trouble.

He didn't want to enter the divine land and be chased around by a group of True Gods. If he wasn't careful, he might lose his life. That was not what he wanted.

Once Zen was done speaking, he closed his eyes again. The house was slowly filled with the villagers' whispers once more.

Since the warriors of the Sun Moon Village had been killed on this day, and their people were known to be domineering, it wouldn't be a surprise if they came to get back at the villagers of the Misty Mountain Village the next day. In any case, Zen's promise was already the greatest help to the Misty Mountain Village.

Nightfall came and clothed the whole village in a blanket of darkness. It was time to rest, but the people of the Misty Mountain Village were all nervous.

The next day, Zen remained calm and unperturbed. He continued to teach Thomson and Woolley to practice the swordsmanship.

As Thomson practiced his movements, his eyes suddenly went wide open and then he quickly told Zen, “Actually, you should leave the Misty Mountain Village now!”

Zen was naturally confused at the boy's words which came out of the blue. “Why do you say that?” he asked with a smile.

“The Sun Moon Village will not let you and all of the villagers off, and you are the only one who would resist them. I'm afraid...” he trailed off and lines of worry began to make their way to his face.

Woolley and the others probably had the same thought. They knew that Zen's background was definitely special and that he had been forced to hide in the Misty Mountain Village. It was definitely not a wise decision to get involved in a fight with the Sun Moon Village. In that way, he would expose himself.

The villagers also understood the situation. However, Zen was their only hope, so how could they be willing to let him go?

“It's alright...” Zen said with a small smile.

He already knew that the closest city to the Misty Mountain Village was the Mirror City, but it was still hundreds of millions of miles away.

The Mirror City was one of the seven divine cities within the Vast Sky Region. Thus, the True Gods would only be found in that place. Zen thought for a while. Even if the Sun Moon Village were to ask the True Gods for help, they wouldn't be able to find him within a short period of time.

Just as the villagers of the Misty Mountain Village thought, the people of the Sun Moon Village sent out people to check what had happened when they discovered that none of the warriors they had sent to the Misty Mountain Village had returned. True enough, they found that seven warriors had been killed and thrown into the wilderness.

Therefore, the leader of Sun Moon Village was extremely furious and immediately led his men to attack the Misty Mountain Village.

Even though their leader was a proving godly warrior, he was still very careful. He knew that it was easy for them to slaughter the people of the Misty Mountain Village with the seven warriors' abilities, but now that those seven warriors were dead, there must be something strange.

When the leader and around forty of his warriors arrived at the Misty Mountain Village, they only saw a young man who sat quietly at the village entrance.

“Proving godly warrior!”

Of course, the Sun Moon Village leader knew much more than the ordinary warriors because he was a proving godly warrior. He could tell with a single glance that Zen was powerful. Even though Zen had deliberately restrained himself, the aura that he loosely emitted still shocked the leader of the Sun Moon Village.

“I protect the Misty Mountain Village. Please leave this place. Then, I will not kill you,” Zen spoke first.

However, the warriors around the leader of the Sun Moon Village were deeply offended by his words.

“Who are you? Just kneel down in front of our leader, and then apologize to him with your life!”

"You are just a mere proving godly warrior, but why are you so reckless? Do you think you are the best in this world?

Our leader will make you regret ever coming here!"

“All of you shut up!” the leader of the Sun Moon Village suddenly yelled.

The whole time, his cold gaze was fixed on Zen. After he regained his bearings, he cupped his hands and asked, “Sir, would you care to tell me who your master is? May I have your name?”