Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

Dongxuan Restaurant, Lingtian Pavilion.

Song Jun stood with his hands behind his back, a cold sneer on his face as he looked at the Buddha's Son.

The young Cultivators present also wore hostile expressions, clearly enraged by the Buddha's Son's words.

The Buddha's Son met Song Jun's gaze indifferently, his expression one of stern righteousness, showing not a trace of fear.

This secretly alarmed many of the onlookers.

Although the Holy Temple could be considered a behemoth, it was still a far cry from the Song family of Dongxuan Province.

How dare the Buddha's Son openly turn on the Song family in public? Such audacity was certainly astonishing!

Song Yubing stared at the Buddha's Son in astonishment.

She never would have imagined that the Buddha's Son, an enemy of Ye Chen, would actually speak up for them!

'Could this Buddha's Son really be so righteous that he couldn't stand seeing us ganged up on and decided to step in and back us up?'

Chi Ming, on the other hand, had a look of shock and suspicion as he stared at the man in the bamboo hat beside the Buddha's Son.

He had already been prepared to go on a killing spree and drench the entire Lingtian Pavilion in blood.

But now, with the Buddha's Son's intervention, that thought had been dispelled from his mind.

What concerned Chi Ming the most was that the figure of the mysterious person beside the Buddha's Son seemed far too familiar!

But Chi Ming couldn't sense the man's aura, nor could he see his face. That was why he was hesitant and didn't dare to rashly acknowledge him.

Only the Boundary Spirit cast a meaningful glance at Ye Chen, a faint, cryptic smile flickering across its face.

Ye Chen stood impassively beside the Buddha's Son, offering no response.

'But I knew long ago that I couldn't hide this from the Boundary Spirit!'

In the oppressive atmosphere, Song Jun was the first to speak. "It seems the Buddha's Son disapproves of our earlier actions?"

"What do you think?" the Buddha's Son said coldly. "Claiming to be righteous figures, yet you use such low-down tactics to oppress others. How is that any different from being a hypocrite?"

"Even righteous figures don't only use open and honorable methods."

"When dealing with other righteous people, one should naturally be magnanimous and would disdain using any underhanded tricks."

"But against a Demon Cultivator? So what if I use low-down tactics? Why should I treat a Cultivator of the Demon Dao with honor?"

Song Jun's response to the Buddha's Son's criticism was undeniably clever.

Many of the Cultivators nodded in secret agreement with Song Jun's words!

"He's quite sharp-tongued," the man in white said with a faint smile.

Beside him, Li Jianyin's brow furrowed slightly, though his expression remained as indifferent as ever.

"This guy..." The Buddha's Son frowned, sensing this would be difficult.

The current situation was one of being surrounded by enemies. Song Jun, meanwhile, looked well-prepared. Whether in momentum or strength, their side was at a clear disadvantage!

'In a situation like this, how am I supposed to break this stalemate?'

Before the Buddha's Son could think of a foolproof plan, Song Jun pressed his advantage, "Speaking of which, I've been wanting to know the identity of this fellow Daoist by your side for a while now."

As soon as he said this, the other Cultivators in the room all looked over, their faces full of curiosity.

"Is that so?"

"But I've already told you: my benefactor does not wish to reveal his identity. You'd best give up on that idea," the Buddha's Son said flatly.

"Is that so?"

"Don't you find it a bit too coincidental? The moment something happened to Song Yubing, you two just happened to arrive! Could it be that the person next to you actually has some connection to Song Yubing?"

Song Jun said meaningfully.

A commotion immediately erupted among the crowd.

Song Yubing's beautiful eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, her expression a mix of shock and uncertainty, her thoughts unreadable.

Chi Ming, however, clenched his fists, as if he had already confirmed something.

"What are you trying to say?" the Buddha's Son asked coldly.

"Do you really want me to reveal his identity?"

Song Jun laughed loudly. "The way I see it, there's no need to hide it any longer, is there?"

"Why don't you have your fellow Daoist here take off his hat and let everyone present get a good look at who he really is!"

At these words, everyone's attention became highly focused. Countless gazes converged on Ye Chen as many began to whisper amongst themselves, speculating about his identity.

Looking at all the gazes filled with suspicion, the Buddha's Son suddenly smiled.

"How ridiculous!"

"I didn't want to crush your spirits, but do you really want to force my hand?"

"I might as well tell you: people of your caliber are not worthy of knowing my fellow Daoist's true identity!"

The Buddha's Son spoke with ringing force. His face was solemn, and faint wisps of Buddhist light even seemed to appear on his dignified features.

"What did you say?"

Cries of alarm echoed through the hall.

No one could have expected the Buddha's Son to say such a thing!

"Oh?"

Song Jun's brow furrowed. "Even I am not worthy of knowing this fellow Daoist's identity?"

"That just makes me all the more curious! What if I insist on knowing?"

"Then by all means, try," the Buddha's Son said with a calm, light laugh. "If you wish for the Song family to suffer a calamity!"

The entire hall erupted!

It was as if a clap of thunder had just exploded inside Lingtian Pavilion!

The Cultivators in the hall were all utterly shocked, staring at Ye Chen in disbelief.

Just what was this person's identity? How could he give the Buddha's Son the confidence to threaten the Song family!

And this wasn't an ordinary threat—it was one that could bring disaster upon the Song family at a moment's notice! This undoubtedly meant the man's identity and background were terrifyingly powerful!

So powerful that even the Song family couldn't begin to compare!

Even Song Jun was stunned by the Buddha's Son's words.

He frowned deeply, and for the first time, a sliver of doubt about his own judgment entered his mind.

The Buddha's Son was simply acting too calm, too composed!

It was as if everything was under his control!

He stood alone, facing all the Cultivators in the hall. Among them were not only great clans like the Song family, the Jin family, and the Murong family, but also Li Jianyin and that mysterious man in white.

Not a single one of them had a background weaker than the Holy Temple's—in fact, most were far greater!

On what grounds did the Buddha's Son have the confidence to threaten the Song family in public?

Was this all just a bluff, or was the mysterious man in the bamboo hat beside him truly a being with an extremely terrifying background?

Song Jun swallowed hard.

'Could my judgment really have been wrong?'

'But that shouldn't be right! If the mysterious man wasn't Ye Chen, why would the Buddha's Son stand up for Song Yubing and the others?'

Song Jun had been confident that his actions today would be enough to successfully lure out Ye Chen.

But the Buddha's Son's utterly shocking words had made him begin to doubt himself.

"Hmph!"

"It's just a bluff. Are you really scared, Song Jun?"

Song Tianxing spoke up. He frowned, looking at the Buddha's Son with a sneer. "You say this fellow Daoist beside you possesses the power to bring disaster upon my Song family?"

"I'm very curious. With your status, how did you come to be acquainted with a being of that caliber?"

"Why don't you guess?" The Buddha's Son gave Song Tianxing a mysterious smile.

And at that very moment, a terrifying thought appeared in Song Tianxing's mind, making him shudder!