I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities

Golden Sand Inner City, Unity Hall.

The Gang Leader of the Golden Sand Gang, Fan Tai, sat expressionlessly in his tiger-skin chair, coldly staring at Wang Sangou, who was kneeling before him. The icy chill in his eyes seemed capable of freezing everything.

Earlier, he was cultivating in the Quiet Chamber when suddenly his trusted aide urgently reported the emergency outside.

After understanding the whole story, this Tier Six expert’s anger was beyond words.

The Golden Sand Gang is now facing an unprecedented crisis. Although the Wuqi Tribe has quieted down recently, Fan Tai knows very well that his family’s calamity is far from over.

And in such a situation, there are gang members colluding with the Barbarians to conspire against Blood Saber Butcher Chen Zian?

Fan Tai wished he could immediately slap the dog in front of him to death!

But after all, he is the leader of the gang, and he cannot act impulsively at any time, letting emotions cloud his judgment.

Nevertheless, the air pressure in Unity Hall was extremely low, and everyone present was trembling in fear, not daring to take a deep breath.

The only one seemingly calm was Zhang Yuan.

Meanwhile, Wang Sangou, who was brought into the Unity Hall, had already scared himself to the point of wetting his pants.

Kneeling on the floor, he desperately kowtowed, breaking his head and bleeding, defending himself with a voice full of despair, "Gang Leader, I had no knowledge that Kuang Wei colluded with the Barbarians; I was only following orders. Please discern clearly!"

Indeed, like the mournful cry of a cuckoo or a grieving ape, every word from the heart.

Even small people have their own survival wisdom; Wang Sangou’s character may be poor, but he is not entirely brainless.

He knew that to survive today, the only way was to offload all blame onto Kuang Wei, biting hard on the latter’s crimes to minimize his own responsibility.

Fan Tai lifted his hand, and an invisible force instantly held Wang Sangou’s head.

Stopping him from continuing to kowtow.

The leader of the Golden Sand Gang said lightly, "Tell me about your dealings with Kuang Wei, don’t leave out a single word."

Wang Sangou’s face was covered in blood that ran from his forehead, but he couldn’t care less to wipe it off. Kneeling, he explained the whole matter again with a trembling voice.

Fan Tai quietly listened, then ordered, "Bring Kuang Wei and Gong Xinhe here."

His words had just fallen when a gray-clothed man standing solemnly at the corner of the hall immediately clasped his fists and took the order.

Soon, he disappeared at the doorway.

Fan Tai’s gaze turned back to Zhang Yuan, saying in a deep voice, "Young friend, I will give you an explanation for this matter!"

Actually, regarding Zhang Yuan, Fan Tai’s heart was quite complex at this moment, even somewhat irritated.

As the saying goes, family scandals should not be publicized; having a traitor in the gang, publicly exposed by Zhang Yuan, unquestionably slapped the face of the Golden Sand Gang.

Making him, the Gang Leader, lose face as well.

The key is, this matter would hit the morale on the island, causing outsiders to distrust the Golden Sand Gang.

Bear in mind, the numerous foreign Martial Artists are now an essential force against the Wuqi Tribe.

Yet Fan Tai couldn’t punish Zhang Yuan for this.

Because the "Blood Saber Butcher" is the most renowned name among the foreign Martial Artists, accumulated by piles of Barbarian ears.

If Zhang Yuan, having suffered such grievances, can’t even cry out, how will the Golden Sand Gang gain trust from the pivotal group of foreign Martial Artists in the future?

Thus, Fan Tai felt a bit troubled.

"Thank you, Gang Leader."

Zhang Yuan offered a fist salute, then took a cloth bag from Wang Wu’s hand, handing it to the Personal Guard beside him.

He said in a deep voice, "Earlier, a skilled fighter ambushed me along with the Barbarians; I brought his head for the Gang Leader to see whether you recognize him!"

Fan Tai’s expression instantly turned serious, "Show me!"

Despite Zhang Yuan’s youth, his strength is extraordinary, seemingly not inferior to the prodigies of Major Sects, and he has a strong killing nature that truly lives up to the "Blood Saber Butcher" name.

Such a figure, used well, is an invincible sharp blade.

Hence, even if Zhang Yuan had publicly shamed the Golden Sand Gang just now, Fan Tai had no intention of exploding.

Without a bit of temper, how can one be a prodigy?

Now Zhang Yuan solemnly brought a human head for him to inspect; there must be something suspicious.

Fan Tai couldn’t ignore it!

The Personal Guard immediately presented the cloth bag before him and opened its mouth.

A pale-skinned, tightly-closed-eyed head instantly appeared in everyone’s sight.

"Fan Dongliu!"

Fan Tai’s eyes suddenly emitted a frightening brilliance, abruptly standing up and asking in shock: "Chen Zian, are you sure he ambushed you with the Barbarians?"

Zhang Yuan did not answer.

He didn’t need to answer!

Fan Tai took a long deep breath, his expression shifting, eventually returning to normal.

"Apologies."

The Gang Leader of the Golden Sand Gang said in a low voice, "I lost my composure."

Zhang Yuan had already brought the head here; questioning him further was entirely unjustified.

It’s a matter of trust!

It wasn’t that Fan Tai truly doubted Zhang Yuan, rather this head shook him tremendously.

Because Fan Dongliu isn’t just a Tier Five expert but also an Elder of the Great River Gang!

Fan Tai knew Fan Dongliu well, having dealt with him many times before, even sparred with him.

He knows Fan Dongliu’s strength very well.

Zhang Yuan actually killed Fan Dongliu amid a Barbarian siege—it seemed quite unbelievable.

Yet that’s not the main point.

Fan Dongliu is a significant figure in the Great River Gang, with great strength from the Battle Hall, holding high status within the gang.

What does such a figure’s involvement with the Barbarian actions signify?

Fan Tai’s heart chilled to the core.

Ever since the Wuqi Tribe invaded northward into the Great Dream Marsh, the previously balanced situation in the marsh was instantly shattered.

Among the four major forces, Flying Fish Alliance collapsed first, most of its territory seized by the Barbarians.

The Great River Gang clearly reached some agreement with the Wuqi Tribe, outwardly staying neutral while secretly swallowing some of Flying Fish Alliance’s territory.

Meanwhile, allowing the Golden Sand Gang to bear the brunt of the Barbarian’s primary assault.

Fan Tai had previously considered allying with the Great River Gang to jointly resist the Wuqi Tribe and the invading forces.

Despite existing discord and friction between them.

The logic of shared fate should be clear to the Great River Gang,

Yet they killed the messenger Fan Tai dispatched!

Putting the bigger picture first, Fan Tai could only endure it.

Originally hoping the Great River Gang’s neutrality wasn’t too disastrous.

But now, with Elder-level figures colluding with the Barbarians, how far is the Great River Gang from standing against the Golden Sand Gang?

Consequently, the Golden Sand Gang might have to face besiegement from the Wuqi Tribe, the invading forces, and the Great River Gang all alone!

Fan Tai may be a Tier Six expert, but even if he were made of iron, how many nails could he drive?

Unity Hall fell into a heavy silence, with even lower air pressure than before.