I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1208 - 1202: Let Me Introduce You

"Xie Yuan!"

"Lin Ao!"

The surrounding factions suddenly turned pale. This confrontation was no longer a simple spar; just moments ago, almost everyone aimed deadly attacks at Zhang Menglong!

But was Zhang Menglong the type who wouldn't fight back when provoked? Could the strength of all Eight Gates open be withstood by those God-breaking Realm Divine Body holders? In just a few seconds, 45 Divine Body holders—8 were kicked to death on the spot, and the rest were either crippled or severely injured.

These were the future heirs of the Holy Lands and superpowers! Such a loss was something no one could afford!

"Were you the one who bet with me just now?" Zhang Menglong walked over to Jin Ruoyun. Among the Divine Bodies, the Diamond Divine Body was the most resilient, so Jin Ruoyun was the least injured among them, having only a broken leg and a shattered shoulder.

He lay on the ground covered in blood, watching helplessly as Zhang Menglong snatched away the banner, a treasure of the Vajra Holy Land.

"Even though this thing isn't that useless, it could serve as a landmark for pitching tents when camping next time." Zhang Menglong casually stored away the banner.

"Poof!" Upon hearing Zhang Menglong's words, Jin Ruoyun spat out a mouthful of old blood. This was a treasure of their Vajra Holy Land; there were only a few flood-level Divine Weapons in the entire Haotian Continent. Yet he said it wasn't that useful? Even intending to use it as an ordinary banner, it was an immense insult to this Divine Artifact!

"A bet is a bet! If you gamble, you must accept the loss; since you all can't move now, I'll help myself, don't mind if I do, alright?"

Zhang Menglong walked over to those Martial Artists, one by one taking away the spatial storage devices from them.

"What a poor bunch, and a Saint Heir too? Such scant belongings?"

"Dammit, this one's even poorer. Is this stuff meant for beggars?"

"Alas, what a loss, not a single valuable item!"

As Zhang Menglong collected their riches, he constantly disparaged them. It wasn't that Zhang Menglong was bluffing; the spatial storage devices he brought back from the World of the Dead were incomparably more valuable than all of theirs combined, so he really couldn't care less about their items.

"Alright, goodbye to all of you!" Zhang Menglong was about to leave, but clearly, some wouldn't let him go so easily.

"Stop!"

"Young man, after injuring and killing so many people, you're just going to leave like that? Seems quite unreasonable, don't you think?"

"You killed our Great Flame Hall's young hall master; you must stay and account for that with your life today!"

"Young man, you may take other things, but the banner is the supreme treasure of our Vajra Holy Land, representing our Holy Land's supreme identity. Please return the banner to us!"

Zhang Menglong had not taken even half a step when he found himself surrounded by overwhelming auras.

These people were the older generation figures from top-tier factions, all possessing peak God-breaking strength. Some were even previous generation Divine Body holders. To them, these young Divine Body holders were nothing but wet-behind-the-ears kids. Since these juniors were bullied, they naturally had to stand up for them.

Of course, more importantly, they had to eliminate Zhang Menglong before he could grow, to prevent another Ying Wuxian from rising on the Haotian Continent!

"Are you planning to stop me?" Zhang Menglong tilted his head.

"If you don't give us an explanation today, don't think about leaving this place!"

"Oh wow, you guys really have no shame. I was just passing by, and your people inexplicably attacked me. I only fought back a little, and it's not my fault if your people can't take a punch, is it?" Zhang Menglong shrugged, "You really can't afford to lose!"

"Hahaha, he's unbeatable, daring to argue with these old monsters."

"These old geezers aren't easy to deal with; their strength is far beyond that of young Divine Body holders. This young man might suffer this time."

"Yeah, these old monsters are the pinnacle of combat power on Haotian Continent. Give this young man a few decades, and they'd be at his mercy. But he's too young."

Everyone sighed for Zhang Menglong; perhaps today they would witness the fall of a genius, a phenomenon that had occurred countless times throughout Haotian Continent's long history.

"You want this banner, huh?" Zhang Menglong took out the banner.

Vajra Holy Land's Grand Elder smiled lightly, thinking this young man wasn't overly bold. However, even if Zhang Menglong produced the banner, they didn't plan to spare him today.

"I'm just not going to give it to you, how pissed are you?" Zhang Menglong ignited the banner, burning it with a mere Strange Fire.

Though it was a flood-level Divine Weapon, it wasn't a hard one. Under Zhang Menglong's Strange Fire, it quickly burned and melted.

"You..." Vajra Holy Land's Grand Elder's face changed dramatically. The banner's destruction was a major event for their entire Holy Land and could even affect their foundation!

"You have a lot of nerve!"

"Courting death!"

Everyone glared angrily at Zhang Menglong, his action a slap in their faces!

"Are you teaching me how to handle things?" Zhang Menglong said, "To me, what's three saints or four halls? All crap! Are you kidding me? I could randomly find someone from Sun Heaven Sect to wipe you out!"

"Hahaha, Sun Heaven Sect? I've never even heard of it."

"Just making up something to try and scare us?"

"Don't believe me?" Zhang Menglong pointed to the sky. At that moment, another crack appeared in the sky, identical to when Zhang Menglong appeared, capturing everyone's attention instantly.

"Is someone else about to come out?"

"What's going on here? I've never seen such a phenomenon."

"Look, someone's falling!"

Everyone watched as a figure descended from the sky. This person had a muscular build and exuded an unrestrained aura, though his clothing was a bit disheveled, and his messy hair obscured his features.

That person, surrounded by hair, scanned the surroundings, his Divine Body twitching erratically, then a hoarse laugh emanated from his throat.

"Back... back! Hahahahaha! I'm back. I, Ying Wuxian, am finally back!"

"What? Ying Wuxian?"

"He's Ying Wuxian? Isn't he supposed to be dead?"

"Seems like it's really him! I fought him years ago; my Divine Body was like mere mortal flesh before him. After all these years, his aura has only grown more dreadful!"

"Didn't he enter the Undead Forbidden Zone? No one has ever come out of there alive!"

Mentioning this name, everyone felt an internal shock.

"Another one's landing!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Who could it be this time?"

"Look at the sword on his back! Doesn't it look familiar?"

"Nine Hells Sword! That's the Nine Hells Sword!"

"Nine Hells Sword? Nine Swords Venerable? Is this his successor or him?"

"He vanished for a millennium, right? Even if he was once the top master, he can't escape the clutches of time, can he?"

Like Ying Wuxian, Nine Swords Venerable landed, bursting into loud laughter. One hid away for thousands of years, the other even longer, and only laughter could now express the emotions they had suppressed for so long.

However, at this moment, Zhang Menglong boldly walked between the two and did something that made others' pupils dilate—he actually punched each of them in the chest.

"Oh, you guys came out too? Let me introduce you to everyone; these are the Grand Elder and Second Elder of my Sun Heaven Sect, maybe you recognize them!"