Dragon-Marked War God

“I’ll go first.”

Dou Bai walked straight onto the Zhongsheng Bridge. Right after him, Dou Tianhuang and two other experts of the Battle God Clan stepped onto it without hesitation. That the four of them crossed so easily let them breathe a sigh of relief. After all, strength was what kept you alive.

“So this Zhongsheng Bridge is nothing special.”

Lan Yingjie said arrogantly.

“But some people might not be able to step onto it. For safety’s sake, I advise you to just stay here obediently.”

Lan Zi’s long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

Goddess Luo, Luo Binwang and the others also stepped onto the Zhongsheng Bridge after them, and all of them made it across without exception.

Xuanyuan Yumo and the others also reached the other end of the Zhongsheng Bridge smoothly.

There was no denying that the Zhongsheng Bridge put a certain amount of pressure on everyone. Even though Goddess Luo, Xuanyuan Yumo and the others had crossed it without trouble, each of them knew deep down just how hard that pressure was to bear. Stepping onto the Zhongsheng Bridge and crossing it was not that simple.

In the end, only the people of the Mu Clan were left. Lan Mao stepped onto the Zhongsheng Bridge first, followed by Lan Luo. Next came Lan Yingjie and Lan Zi.

“Brother Yingjie, let’s go together.”

Lan Zi said with a sweet laugh and followed Lan Yingjie. The moment the two of them stepped onto the Zhongsheng Bridge, they began to tremble violently, and their faces changed drastically.

“How could this be?”

Lan Yingjie sucked in a cold breath. The might upon the Zhongsheng Bridge kept eroding the depths of his heart. Lan Zi was also extremely panicked. The enormous pressure made her whole body tremble, and she was struggling even more than Lan Yingjie. With every step the two of them took, it was as if the Zhongsheng Bridge was swaying and teetering, and they could fall off at any moment.

“If you really can’t make it, relax your body and mind and let yourself fall. There’s no shame in falling. But losing your life over it would truly not be worth it.”

Jie Yan said in a deep voice, his voice echoing. Lan Yingjie clenched his teeth, but his strength was still a notch short in the end, and Lan Zi needless to say. The two of them struggled across the Zhongsheng Bridge, but before ten breaths had passed, both of them fell off together. There was no room for them at all.

“Ah——”

“Ah——”

Two miserable screams echoed through the mountain valley. Peak after peak threw back the sound, which carried for a thousand miles. It was spine-chilling.

Before long, the two of them came back, covered in dust and dirt. Lan Yingjie’s face was full of unwillingness, while Lan Zi looked utterly aggrieved. The fear left behind by that pressure was written all over their faces.

“I never want to go there again.”

Lan Zi pouted and said in an aggrieved voice.

Lan Mao frowned slightly. These two useless things usually never stopped talking and always had to have their say, yet now they had turned into two pieces of trash. Bringing them along had made the Mu Clan lose all face.

“Hehehe, the geniuses of the Mu Clan sure are capable. Since you can’t cross the Zhongsheng Bridge, just stay here obediently and wait for us to come back in triumph.”

Dou Bai said with a laugh. The mockery in his words made Lan Yingjie furious, but every word Dou Bai said was true, and he could not refute any of it.

“What, you want to give it a try too?”

Dou Bai looked at Jiang Chen with great interest.

“If you can cross it, why can’t I? Even if you died, I wouldn’t.”

Jiang Chen stepped forward, and everyone’s eyes gathered on him. Jiang Chen strolled leisurely, calm and unhurried, stepping onto the Zhongsheng Bridge one step at a time. At that moment, even Jie Yan narrowed his eyes and began to take Jiang Chen seriously. This guy walked with his hands at his sides as if on flat ground. Even the pressure those Half-step Divine Emperors had felt, he seemed to handle with ease.

Under everyone’s incredulous gazes, Jiang Chen crossed the Zhongsheng Bridge without a hitch. At that moment, none of them could believe their eyes, because even Lan Yingjie and Lan Zi, who were at the Late Hierarch Realm, had failed to cross it, yet he had done it so easily. How could that not shock people?

Lan Luo had never had any doubts about this from the very beginning. Back then, she had been stronger than Jiang Chen, but what had happened? Hadn’t she still been suppressed by Jiang Chen in the end? This guy’s abilities definitely could not be measured by ordinary standards. He had to be stronger than her. Lan Luo knew this very well. But beating a Half-step Divine Emperor was probably not going to be that simple.

“Now, is there anything else you’d like to say?”

Jiang Chen looked at Lan Yingjie and Lan Zi. Their faces had turned extremely ashen. This was a resounding slap in the face. They had been so full of themselves, thinking that the Zhongsheng Bridge would naturally stop Jiang Chen. They never expected that the Zhongsheng Bridge would knock the two of them down instead. It was a truly miserable outcome.

Trash would always be trash. Jiang Chen did not say anything, but that did not mean he did not dislike these two, nor did it mean he was afraid of them. He simply could not be bothered to argue with these two pieces of trash. No one understood that when Jiang Chen looked at Lan Yingjie and Lan Zi, it was like looking at ants, at clowns jumping around. Why should he make himself upset over them?

At this moment, the veins on Lan Yingjie’s face bulged. Everyone had made it across except him. His dignity had been severely insulted. As for Lan Zi, if he lowered himself to the level of a woman, what kind of man would he be?

His initial contempt for Jiang Chen had brought him nothing but humiliation. He saw a trace of disdain in Jiang Chen’s eyes. That’s right, it was disdain, the kind of pride that disdained to stand among them. What right did this guy have to turn the tables like this? Shouldn’t the one who fell off the Zhongsheng Bridge have been Jiang Chen? But now, that person had become him and Lan Zi, the two of them, a pair of ill-fated lovebirds.

There were tears in Lan Zi’s eyes. All the mockery she had dished out before was like knife after knife stabbing into her own chest. The coldness and disdain of the people around her also deeply wounded her pride. But all of this was their own doing. They had mocked Jiang Chen, and in the end what they got in return was a gap they could hardly accept. Those who laugh at others turn out to be worse than them. That was probably exactly what this meant.

“They brought it on themselves. Hmph.”

“But to be honest, I never expected this Jiang Chen to be more capable than those two from the Mu Clan. To stand out like that, he’s not simple, not simple at all.”

“In the end, isn’t he just a guy at the Mid Hierarch Realm? How strong can he be? Tch.”

“Those who humiliate others will be humiliated in turn. Retribution never fails.”

Many people looked at Lan Yingjie and Lan Zi, who had sunk to this state. Even Jie Yan’s face was cold. The strong prey on the weak, and nature selects the fittest. That was the law of survival.

“The two of you will stay here in Zhongsheng Temple and wait for them to return in triumph.”

Jie Yan’s words all but cast Lan Yingjie and Lan Zi into a bottomless abyss. Lan Yingjie stared blankly ahead, his heart full of unwillingness. But just as Master Jie Qian had said before, for those whose strength was lacking, wandering in there would only be courting death.

“Brother Yingjie, we… we’ve made such fools of ourselves.”

Lan Zi bit her lip, her eyes blurred with tears.

“So you know you’ve made a fool of yourself? Get lost——”