Chapter 704: Refusal, the Chief of Wushang Village! (2/2)

While Wang Chong was thinking, he heard Wu Jiumei's voice tinged with respect. The village elders began to turn their heads toward the voice and bow, their expressions subservient and respectful.

Wang Chong also turned in that direction and saw a white-haired old man, his slightly hunched body clothed in a brown robe. Grasping a rattan cane, he was currently walking out of a stone house several dozen zhang away.

Wang Chong hadn't cared at the start, but with just a glance, he couldn't but widen his eyes in shock. Although that white-haired elder was walking very slowly, his every step seemed to carry the weight of one thousand jun and delivered a powerful mental blow.

His feet did not seem to be stepping on the earth, but on the air, stepping into the heart of every person. He gave off an unfathomable aura of invincibility.

And at this close distance, even though Wang Chong was intently looking, he could not clearly make out the face of the elder. The old man always seemed neither too close nor too far, his face neither too indistinct nor too clear.

What made Wang Chong most apprehensive was that he couldn't sense his energy. It was like the elder was just a shadow and didn't really exist.

Wang Chong's heart shivered at the thought.

When he had just been an ordinary person, he could have disregarded this observation, but he was now in the Imperial Martial realm and skilled in the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art. There was basically no match for him amongst his peers.

Even an expert like Huang Botian and his mastery over the Stone General was powerless against Wang Chong, a plaything in the palm of his hands.

But now, in front of this ordinary white-haired elder, Wang Chong couldn't even sense his energy. This was simply unbelievable.

Saint Martial realm!

Wang Chong's pupils constricted as a thought occurred to him! He wasn't a stranger to this feeling. Zhangchou Jianqiong, Huoshu Huicang, Duan Gequan—Wang Chong had felt this kind of feeling from these experts of the Great General level.

And as the former Grand Marshal of the world, an expert at the peak of the Saint Martial realm, Wang Chong was very familiar with energy of this level.

How is this possible?

Wang Chong's mind was in turmoil. Never had he imagined that this tiny Wushang Village was actually concealing an expert of the Imperial Great General level.

Any country or any faction would see a great rise in influence and status if it got its hands on a Great General expert. They would instantly be able to command the attention of other countries.

For Wushang Village to be hiding such an expert was a massive mental shock for Wang Chong.

Wang Chong suddenly understood why the otherworldly invaders had suffered such a great blow when they attacked Wushang.

An expert of the Great General level leading several Saint Martial experts, a large number of Imperial Martial experts, and fifty to sixty thousand villagers at the True Martial or Profound Martial realm… The strength of Wushang Village was tantamount to a regular army with astonishing strength, a miniature protectorate army.

This was Wang Chong's first time seeing the true depth of Wushang Village's resources.

But even so, Wang Chong could sense a slight ripple of disharmony. Although the white-haired elder had attempted to hide it as well as he could, Wang Chong could still perceive that abnormal ripple.

It seems that not even he can avoid that fate.

Wang Chong seemed to instantly understand what was going on.

”Esteemed elder, I have been rude.”

Wang Chong clasped his hands toward the Wushang Village Chief and gave a deferential bow. The elderly deserved respect, and regardless of anything else, the chief was still around as old as his grandfather.

The elder's eyes twinkled for a moment, but his face remained stern and harsh.

”For Young Master to be so young yet already be made a marquis truly makes you a dragon amongst men that leaves a deep impression upon others. But a country has its laws, a clan has its rules, and Wushang Village also has its regulations. No person of Wushang Village is permitted to leave the village and involve themselves with the disputes of the outside world. This is the law set down by our ancestors. Lord Marquis should not waste your efforts. Please return!”

As the white-haired elder grimly spoke, he continued to walk toward the crowd.

His steps were deceptively slow. He was several dozen zhang away when he first began to speak, but by the time he had finished, he was less than ten zhang from Wang Chong.

”Venerable Sir…”

”Lord Marquis, please go back!”

The elder's expression was firm and unquestionable. As he spoke, he opened a palm and aimed it out of the village, clearly intending to send off his guest without giving Wang Chong another chance to speak.

Buzz!

The atmosphere seemed to freeze, and even the temperature dropped a few degrees. Seeing that the enlistment mission had completely failed, Gao Feng, Nie Yan and the others became infuriated. Even Li Siye couldn't help but give a small frown.