Chapter 197 The Decision of the Leader of the Heavenly Dao

"Since you can't be used by me, there's no need for you to continue to exist." The leader gritted his teeth and said word by word. His mouth twitched slightly, his facial muscles were tense, and his expression was full of determination and coldness.

The most effective way to subdue an aggressive wolf cub is not to wait for it to grow up and then pull out its teeth.

But to not give it the opportunity to grow and grow from the beginning.

No matter how talented a child of heaven is, once there is a potential risk of becoming an enemy of the Tiandao League, there is no need to continue to stay in this world.

When the great elder Zhou Xin heard this, his face suddenly showed a very satisfied expression, his mouth corners raised, and his eyes were full of pride.

Shen Lang, that ignorant young boy, actually dared to fight with their Zhou family. He was simply overestimating his own ability, which was no different from a gnat trying to shake a tree.

Zhou Xin asked impatiently, "Then when will we start?"

He leaned forward slightly, staring at the leader eagerly, his hands unconsciously clenched, looking impatient.

"After he comes out of the stone tablet space, try to catch him alive." The leader said with a serious look and a steady tone.

When Zhou Xin heard this, his face showed obvious reluctance, his brows furrowed, and he was puzzled.

Why should Shen Lang be given a chance to live for a while? Can't he be executed directly on the spot?

Perhaps he accurately guessed what Zhou Xin was thinking, the leader slowly turned his head and looked at the suspended mirror with cold eyes. The cold eyes seemed to be real, as if they could instantly turn into an extremely sharp blade, stabbing straight in the direction of Shen Lang.

"How can you not spit out all the benefits you have taken from my Tiandao League?" The leader's voice was as cold as ice, and every word seemed to carry a piercing chill.

His facial muscles were tense, and his expression was extremely cold, which made people afraid.

Especially the inheritance that Shen Lang got from the Dandao Stele must be returned to the Tiandao League without any loss.

The leader gritted his teeth, clenched his fists unconsciously, and his eyes were full of determination and unquestionable majesty.

Zhou Xin's expression became more and more vicious, and he said viciously: "Then there is no need to be soft-hearted to him."

His eyes were wide open, full of cruelty and determination.

"When Shen Lang comes out of the stele space, he must be completely subdued at the first time. No need to ask anything else, just search his soul directly."

The pain brought by the soul search is like crushing the soul inch by inch, which is creepy.

After the person who experiences the soul search dies, his soul will be scattered and completely dissipated between heaven and earth, and there will be no possibility of reincarnation.

The leader of the Tiandao League listened to Zhou Xin's ruthless words, and his expression remained unchanged, his lips were tightly closed, and he didn't say much.

His eyes were cold and firm, as if in his eyes, the process was not important, he only cared about the final result.

Since then, whenever the senior elders of the Tiandao League checked Shen Lang's progress through the suspended mirror again, their expressions had changed greatly, and they were no longer full of indignation and jealousy as before.

At this time, their faces were more of an expression of eagerness and greed.

They stared at the suspended mirror intently, with strange light flashing in their eyes.

Instead, they wished that Shen Lang could comprehend faster.

After all, it won't be long before all these inheritances will belong to them.

Their breathing became rapid, and they secretly calculated in their hearts, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously rose, as if they had seen those precious inheritances fall into their hands.

Shen Lang, who was wholeheartedly devoting himself to completing the levels set by the stele spirit, was unaware of the sinister thoughts of those people with ulterior motives in the outside world at this moment, and had no idea that he was about to become the fish on the chopping board of others, at the mercy of others.

He just passed the second experience of the stele spirit very smoothly.

At this moment, Shen Lang's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, each of which was crystal clear and slid down his cheeks, but his eyes were firm and scorching, revealing a resolute momentum that would not give up until the goal was achieved.

He pursed his lips tightly and concentrated on dealing with the challenge of the level in front of him, as if everything around him no longer existed.

The experience of this stone tablet is divided into three levels, namely sword heart, sword way, and sword intention.

The difficulty of these three levels increases layer by layer, and each level has extremely high requirements and tests for the practitioner.

The first experience about the sword heart is easy to understand, it is nothing more than a test of whether the practitioner has a firm determination to persevere.

As long as there is enough faith and persistence in the heart, and it is not easily defeated by difficulties and setbacks, you can pass this level of test.

Therefore, most people who are lucky enough to enter the stone tablet space and have the opportunity to encounter the sword stone tablet, as long as they have a little qualification and a little perseverance, can basically light up the first three levels of scales and will not return empty-handed.

But the sword level is different. It mainly tests a person's understanding and talent.

And it happens that Shen Lang is not only talented, but also has a god-level cheating tool, that is, the system.

The task of this level is that the spirit of the tablet casually threw a sword secret book to Shen Lang.

You know, the book thrown out casually is the top-level balance technique.

The moment Shen Lang took the secret book, his eyes immediately bloomed with surprise, and he held it tightly in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

He did not hesitate and immediately began to deduce this sword method with the help of the system.

In the short time that others just flipped through a page, a long century may have passed in Shen Lang's system world.

In this way, how could the stele spirit not be amazed at Shen Lang's talent when seeing such an amazing performance?

So this level also did not cause too much obstacles to Shen Lang, and he passed it easily.

At the moment when Shen Lang successfully passed the level, the scale on the surface of the stele instantly shone brightly, and "swooshed" quickly lit up to the sixth level.

At this moment, the thrilling fight between Bai Qianren and Tian Qingbo finally ushered in the end and the winner was decided.

It was because Shen Lang had deliberately used sharp and sarcastic words to mock the Tiandao League, mercilessly ridiculing them for trying to bully the minority with the majority.

Someone pulled off this fig leaf so bluntly and without hesitation, and Tian Qingbo's face instantly became extremely ugly. Even if he didn't want to do it in his heart, he naturally couldn't knowingly commit a crime.

In order to maintain his remaining face in front of everyone, he had to bite the bullet and choose to have a one-on-one competition with Bai Qianren.

At this moment, Tian Qingbo frowned, pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness.