Gate of God

Chapter 592: Let That Girl Go Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

King Xieluo’s eyes were bulging ferociously as he watched Yan Qianli approach him at top speed. He struggled violently, attempting to free himself from the seven pillars of light.

The ground quaked and rumbled. And the pillars of light swayed about continuously, as though they would dissipate at any moment.

But then, Yan Qianli arrived and raised his two crimson spears high in the air, his sinister bloodlust inundating his surroundings.

“Stab!” A blood-red spear punctured King Xieluo’s lower abdomen without any resistance, penetrating through King Xieluo’s body in an instant.

And that wasn’t all. After the first spear stabbed right in, the second spear followed suit – the target being King Xieluo’s heart.

“Stab!” Another spear skewered his body.

“Ouch!” King Xieluo finally let out a excruciating howl. His dark green irises were bulging in unbearable pain.

“Rumble rumble …”

The quaking of the ground intensified as cracks of varying degrees appeared on the seven pillars of light, which quickly proliferated.

Everyone focused their vision on the struggling King Xieluo.

At his lower abdomen and heart where the two crimson spears punctured straight through his body, circles of blood-red light rippled outwards from his wounds.

And in the blink of an eye, it enveloped two enormous areas. It was a truly awe-inspiring sight.

The Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi watched the flailing King Xieluo and the rippling crimson light, their expressions as tense as ever.

As long as King Xieluo dies, they would win this battle.

With the Northern Barbarian Army completely surrounded, and more importantly, with the Four Appearances Ancient Formation destroyed by Fang Zhengzhi, what else could they leverage on?

As everyone pondered over this prospect, the seven pillars of light shattered abruptly, reducing into specks of light which dissipated into the air. And King Xieluo was bleeding a river, with crimson blood pouring from his numerous rounds. He looked as though he could not hang on to life for much longer.

“Is he dying?”

“It was his lower abdomen and his heart. He can’t possibly survive that, right?”

“That’s right, he should be dead!” The Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi speculated.

“Old Lin, are you alright?” Yan Qianli now focused his attention on King Liqin standing not far away. He seemed extremely concerned.

“I … I still have my final breaths …” King Liqin stammered breathlessly. His body was sprawled on the ground, and he looked as though he had a lot more wrinkles on his face than before.

“You just can’t seem to die, can you?” Upon hearing this, Yan Qianli heaved a sigh of relief, but the light cloaking his body did not retract back into his body just yet.

The Demon King was still right in front of him.

Although the Demon King’s body looked lifeless, countless years of combat experience taught him not to lower his guard.

“Remember what you promised me.” King Liqin was evidently not in the same position as Yan Qianli. His body was so weak that he did not have a single ounce of strength left. The seven-colored light on his body was long gone.

“What promises?” Yan Qianli was puzzled.

“Cough cough … Old Yan, are you still ignoring your debts?”

“What debts have I ever owed you?”

“You …”

“Watch out!” Just as Yan Qianli and King Liqin were bickering, a voice interjected them from above the palace walls.

“What?!” Yan Qianli instinctively turned back to glance at the palace walls, and quickly realized that the source of that voice was Fang Zhengzhi.

Fang Zhengzhi?

Watch out? That brat …

That’s not right!

All of a sudden, Yan Qianli sensed that someone was not right. He prepared to step back, but felt a presence behind him already.

“Old Lin!” Yan Qianli’s body jerked. He had heard Fang Zhengzhi’s warning call, and even if he could not dodge the sneak attack, he was still not in imminent danger of death.

But if King Liqin …

It was all over. He wanted to stop the attack, but it was too late. An immense force collided against his back.

It was King Liqin who slammed against him, and caused his body to trigger a resistance reaction, gushing with crimson light – but only for an instant.

Yan Qianli quickly reacted to the situation but it was already too late.

The immense collision sent him and King Liqin flying in the air like two sandbags joined together, slamming straight into the palace walls.

“Boom!” With a deafening collision, Yan Qianli and King Liqin’s bodies blasted a gigantic hole in the palace wall.

“Grandfather!” Ping Yang’s voice reverberated through the night sky. She certainly watched everything unfold extremely clearly from her vantage point above the walls.

The supposedly dead King Xieluo moved again.

But this time, it wasn’t his hoofs or his antlers. It was the giant swinging tail on his rear.

His long tail swept towards Yan Qianli. It was too quick.

Being on the palace walls, she had no way of stopping King Xieluo, but she saw the expression on King Liqin’s face after he took the blow for Yan Qianli, as well as the crimson blood gushing out from his mouth afterwards. It was a river of blood.

Without any second thoughts, Ping Yang rushed down and charged towards King Xieluo. She brandished her Blazing Qilin Spear which radiated with a blinding red glow. A speck of golden light faded in and out of view on the tip of the spear, carrying an unrivalled, overwhelming power.

“Ping Yang, don’t go there!” Yan Xiu wanted to stop Ping Yang, but it was already too late. He could only yell at her from afar.

“Your Highness!” Shan Yu wanted to restrain her too, but Ping Yang did not hear anything that they said. In her heart, she had only one goal – to kill King Xieluo and avenge her grandfather.

Crimson flames surged around her, cloaking her body.

“Boom boom!”

The ground shuddered violently and King Xieluo’s eyes opened wide again. But now, his originally dark green eyes have turned completely golden – like the resplendent golden light of the sun.

His black scales dropped down like raindrops after being enveloped by the crimson light. As the scales fell to the ground, they produced waves of rumbles.

Fang Zhengzhi’s fist was clenched extremely tightly.

He never once thought that this battle against the Demon King had any connections with him, and in fact, he was never willing to be swept into this mess. Yet now, he was right in the centre of the action.

However, despite that, he felt that he did all that he could. First, he led the Southern Region Army into the Imperial Palace, then seized the Near-Life Gate and resolved the conflict within the Imperial Palace, and finally used the Near-Life Gate to dispel the Four Appearances Ancient Formation and opened the palace gates.

Is that not enough?

For someone merely in the Supernatural State, is this still not enough?

Furthermore, he even alerted the others about imminent danger. Even when King Xieluo was gunning for his head, he didn’t flee and instead remained to warn the rest.

How dare anyone say that he did not do enough?

Demon King!

Fang Zhengzhi can’t even deal with that old duff, so how could he possibly defeat the Demon King?

And most importantly, there was still Yan Qianli and King Liqin in front of him, and either of them were indisputably stronger than Fang Zhengzhi himself. Why would he need to fight?

Fang Zhengzhi did not believe that he was fated to defy the heavens; he wanted to avoid death and destruction. But ironically, he almost lost his life during the battle against Canyang.

Even now … this battle contained an overwhelming sinister threat lurking in the shadows.

To help or not to help?

It was supposed to be an easy decision to make, but now after Ping Yang charged out and he noticed King Xieluo’s tail sweeping towards her, he was left with a single choice once again.

“Dumbass, let that girl go!” Fang Zhengzhi rushed out just as King Xieluo’s immense tail wrapped around Ping Yang. And he even deliberately strengthened his tone and volume.

He was certainly no match for King Xieluo, but confronting his opponent was definitely a better option than watching Ping Yang get slaughtered from the sidelines.

“Hm?” King Xieluo shot a menacing glare straight at Fang Zhengzhi. His golden eyes flickered coldly as he cracked a sneer at the edges of his lips. “You’re too late. I initially planned to kill you alone, but now I’ll massacre everyone. Not only will this little princess die, everyone in the Flame Capital City will be wiped out!”

“What?!”

“No, quickly save Her Highness!”

“How dare you, Demon King! Don’t even think about harming Her Highness!”

Upon hearing King Xieluo’s provocations, the entire Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi were enraged, but what could they possibly do to stop this formidable opponent?

“No!” Fang Zhengzhi was shocked to hear what King Xieluo announced, but Ping Yang was already right in front of King Xieluo.

He could see a steely determination in her eyes – a very stupid sense of determination. Even so, he could empathize with her intentions. He’s just like her – rushing out to battle while knowing very clearly that he was no match for King Xieluo.

But such stupidity … definitely comes with a price.

“Boom!”

King Xieluo’s tail still managed to wrap itself around Ping Yang’s body, causing the inferno cloaking Ping Yang to dissolve like snow. A mouthful of blood spewed out from Ping Yang’s mouth as her Red Flame Flower Armor disintegrated.

Following that … Ping Yang’s body collapsed to the floor abruptly.

Very evidently, King Xieluo had no intentions of displacing Ping Yang. He intentionally left Ping Yang at his feet because he knew that Fang Zhengzhi would definitely be lured over to him.

“Thud!”

Ping Yang’s body hit the ground with a painful thud. Her face was as pale as ever, and blood continued spewing from her mouth, staining her soft pink lips in a gory red.

However, her eyes were not shut, and neither were they in a daze.

Her eyes were wide open, as clear as water. She grasped her Blazing Qilin Spear in her hand extremely tightly. This was a genuine undying persistence stemming from her heart.

No one knew what was going through Ping Yang’s head.

King Xieluo clearly had no intentions of killing Ping Yang immediately as he wanted to use her as a hostage for bargaining. In such a situation, Ping Yang should be shutting her eyes.

Or at least, not draw any attention from her captor.

But she did not do so. Not only did she keep her eyes wide open, she quickly struggled to get up. The feat looked painfully effortful for her frail little body, as her slender legs and wrists shivered incessantly.

“Ping Yang, run!” Fang Zhengzhi didn’t know why Ping Yang stood up. He assumed that Ping Yang would have grown a little smarter in the past year.

Could it be that she didn’t know how to play dead?

Alright, if that feat was way beyond her ability then forget it.

But she should at least know how to run, right?

Fang Zhengzhi stopped pondering about the reason Ping Yang stood up. He felt that he had to delay King Xieluo somehow in order for Ping Yang to escape.

“Cough cough …” Ping Yang let out a few sickly coughs, yet her pale face still wore an unbelievably determined expression. “No, I’m not running. I’m strong!”

Fang Zhengzhi was astounded. This was not the first time he heard Ping Yang say something like this, but what weight does her audacious claim have, especially for someone who has yet to achieve the Heavenly Reflection State?

Strong … strong my ass!

“Run!” Fang Zhengzhi didn’t have time to continue this meaningless dispute with Ping Yang because he had already arrived in front of King Xieluo, and King Xieluo’s tail was already above his head.

“Die!” King Xieluo was very confident about this strike.

Closer, closer.

Watching as his tail was inches away from striking Fang Zhengzhi’s head, King Xieluo sneered. Was he finally going to kill this scoundrel?

A strike!

Perhaps it wouldn’t be able to kill a sage, but it was more than sufficient to dispatch a human in the Supernatural State.

King Xieluo waited for Fang Zhengzhi’s skull to split open and blood to spew out profusely, but that sight never unfolded. He felt a little strange. His whip had already struck Fang Zhengzhi’s body.

Eh?

That’s not right! This doesn’t feel right!

“An illusion!” King Xieluo’s eyes were bulging viciously. He too could easily create an illusion in the air, but he didn’t think Fang Zhengzhi could do it too. Furthermore, creating an illusion capable of deceiving his eyes not only required speed, but also confidence in avoiding his attack.

Is that brat really only in the Supernatural State?

A doubt flashed through King Xieluo’s mind, but he didn’t mull over it any further. He could already sense Fang Zhengzhi’s presence.

As a grand Demon King, he didn’t simply rely on his vision to detect his opponents. Sensing the surrounding aura was his true method of combat. Hence, even after Fang Zhengzhi avoided his attack, he could still locate Fang Zhengzhi very quickly.

“Up there!” King Xieluo looked up and launched his tail in that direction again, locking onto the concentration of aura above him.

But just as he shot his gaze up, his eyes bulged wide open.

Above him, six different colored characters were shining radiantly, each carrying a resplendent glow. Threads of light penetrated the centre of the characters, weaving the six characters together into a pattern resembling a six-pointed constellation.

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Chapter 593: Mother Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

The moonlight was bright and the night breeze was cool. The seven-colored light had faded completely, but the six-colored glow lit up once again. Although it wasn’t as radiant as the seven-colored light, it still embodied a certain spellbinding strangeness.

“The Near-Life Dao!”

“Fang Zhengzhi actually knows the Near-Life Dao?!”

“That’s impossible!”

Countless Northern Barbarian soldiers gazed up at this all too familiar sight. They all watched in awe as Fang Zhangzhi appeared with the Near-Life Gate, but they refused to believe that Fang Zhengzhi was actually capable of controlling the Near-Life Dao.

The Near-Life Dao! The symbol of the Holy Barbarian Empire!

Why can Fang Zhengzhi comprehend the Near-Life Path’s profundities?

The Northern Barbarian Army were in complete denial.

“Is that really the Near-Life Dao of the Six Rebirth Dao Techniques?!”

“Has Fang Zhengzhi reached the Rebirth State?”

“No, didn’t I hear that he’s only in the Supernatural State?”

The Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi were both astounded. They witnessed the scene where Fang Zhengzhi emerged with the Near-Life Gate very clearly, but when they saw him demonstrating the Near-Life Dao …

It just felt different somehow!

“That brat, what kind of a monster is he? He even learnt the Near-Life Dao of the Holy Barbarian Empire?” Xing Yuanguo was already mentally prepared for this situation, but he still jumped when he witnessed the six-colored characters with his own eyes.

He knew all along that Fang Zhengzhi’s learning abilities were superb. Fang Zhengzhi mastered everything from the battle style of the Stabilization Constabulary to the secret Million Sword Illustration of the Divine Constabulary. Hence, Fang Zhengzhi’s ability to pick up new techniques or mimic those of others should not be too shocking.

Even so … the Near-Life Dao technique was different.

It’s one of the Six Rebirth Dao Techniques. Mastering the Six Rebirth Dao Techniques is not easy, it requires the perfect combination of time, space, people, and various other elements, just like the Dao of Asura of the Yan Family.

Ever since the ancestors of the Yan Family harnessed the Dao of Asura by chance, they immediately designated the area where this technique was mastered as a forbidden region, and planted heavy military defenses around it as a nursery to pass down the technique to younger generations. After countless years, the Yan people passed down the knowledge to subsequent generations, and each generation penned down their emotions and experiences from comprehending the technique, leaving them as records for their descendants to learn from.

But even then, not every member of the Yan Family was given the chance to master the Dao of Asura.

Of course, this didn’t mean that only the Yan people were allowed to learn the Dao of Asura. However, without any experience bestowed by predecessors, or a specially curated environment to nurture one’s skills in, or any guidance from others, attempting to master the Dao of Asura relying on one’s own strength was undoubtedly a frighteningly daunting task.

To be blunt … mastering the Dao of Asura would be a hundred times harder for someone without any external help compared to the first Yan ancestor who picked it up by chance.

By the same line of reasoning, the Near-Life Dao technique was also passed down by generations of the Holy Barbarian Empire. So how could Fang Zhengzhi have possibly mastered the Near-Life Dao?

It’s unbelievable.

Could it be that Fang Zhengzhi was the illegitimate child of the Northern Barbarian Emperor? Or perhaps, Fang Zhengzhi stole the secret technique of the Northern Barbarians and sneaked into their forbidden zone?

Xing Yuanguo didn’t understand.

Even though he saw Fang Zhengzhi lift up the Near-Life Gate with his own eyes, he never imagined that Fang Zhengzhi would have mastered the Near-Life Dao of the Six Rebirth Dao Techniques.

But that was the fact …

The six-colored characters in Fang Zhengzhi’s hand were blindingly radiant and most importantly, the pattern containing the characters has already been pressed onto King Xieluo’s head.

“Boom!” Following a thunderous collision, a violent wave of energy blasted in all directions with King Xieluo’s head as its epicenter.

And within the blast, the six-colored characters swirled speedily, expanding in the air until finally, they completely engulfed King Xieluo’s body.

“The hit actually landed?!”

“King Xieluo didn’t dodge it?”

Everyone including Xing Yuanguo stared at the sky. They wouldn’t bear much hope for any other sort of attack, but … the Near-Life Dao was different.

It was the sealing technique of the Six Rebirth Dao Techniques!

“He actually mastered the Near-Life Dao? Looks like it wasn’t just a coincidence that you could lift the Near-Life Gate up!” King Xieluo finally spoke.

Following that, the swirling six-colored characters quickly vanished like the melting of the first snowflakes.

His gargantuan figure slowly faded into view amidst the stormy blast. His golden pupils, his black scales and the bloodstains on his body had been washed away by the golden light.

“He’s alright?!”

“How is that possible?”

“Isn’t the Near-Life Dao technique a sealing technique?”

Both the Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi were astonished after seeing his giant body appear.

“Hahaha … did you think this amateur’s Near-Life Dao was enough to seal me?” King Xieluo’s maniacal laughter answered everyone’s doubts, and his eyes were unbelievably cold.

He was definitely shocked when he first saw the Near-Life Gate in Fang Zhengzhi’s hands. He was certainly a little curious about the relationship between Fang Zhengzhi and the Near-Life Dao, but he wasn’t too curious. Hence, this wasn’t a very important problem.

Of course …. most importantly, Fang Zhengzhi was only in the Supernatural State.

Even if someone in the Supernatural State could really manipulate the Near-Life Dao, what could he do with it?

There wasn’t any doubt left, and neither was there another chance for Fang Zhengzhi.

King Xieluo had already locked down Fang Zhengzhi’s aura. He strongly believed that Fang Zhengzhi lost every single chance of escaping his grasp.

“Die!” With a mighty bellow, King Xieluo unleashed his full strength once again after reserving his punches previously due to the sudden entrance of the Near-Life Dao, and charged towards Fang Zhengzhi.

Fang Zhengzhi wasn’t in the best state at the moment. He was injured after his confrontation with Yan Xiu, and although he increased his speed with agonizing effort and created another chance to attack, he was still burdened by his wounds.

Seeing King Xieluo’s tail swing over, what else could he do?

Could he sit down and rest? Of course not!

He could only flee, but how could he avoid King Xieluo’s lightning-like tail with the injuries he sustained?

“Slap!”

Fang Zhengzhi felt like a housefly, a housefly swatted by a whipping tail. Although he tried his best to flee … he couldn’t avoid the strike completely.

The tip of King Xieluo’s tail still brushed against his back, causing him to reminisce a sad song from his past life: You said you want to flee but your feet are still planted here … (Translator’s Note: A song by Phil Chang)

Fang Zhengzhi did lift his feet up, but his body fell to the ground. His frail body was whipped up by King Xieluo’s tail and the wind it caught, causing him to lose his balance and plummet face-first towards the ground.

Of course, there was still someone standing below him – an equally slender and frail person whose crystal-clear eyes radiated with a peculiar grit.

Ping Yang? Why hasn’t she fled?

Fang Zhengzhi looked at Ping Yang, and she returned her gaze at him.

The two of them approached each other at top speed, or in other words, Fang Zhengzhi was falling towards Ping Yang’s feet at a speed similar to that of flowing water.

And then … Fang Zhengzhi saw Ping Yang clench her teeth and open her arms, preparing to catch Fang Zhengzhi without any concern about the speed at which he was falling at.

Fang Zhengzhi was certainly touched by Ping Yang’s intentions, but could she have just a little bit of common sense? Shouldn’t she jump up and gently cushion his fall by slowing him down?

He didn’t continue falling and instead, he stopped abruptly in midair, as though his body was being restrained by an unknown force.

“Blurt!” A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He couldn’t possibly crash himself onto Ping Yang’s body. Even though he had to sustain even more injuries, he still forced himself to stop at the last moment as Ping Yang was already severely wounded as well.

As he broke his fall in midair, he shifted his gaze slowly away from Ping Yang and turned towards King Xieluo, his lips still stained with blood.

He ignored Ping Yang’s expression – he was purely concerned about King Xieluo.

“He didn’t let me be his human cushion?” Ping Yang’s arms were still raised high up in the air as she stared blankly at Fang Zhengzhi above her. Her face dimmed.

Watching as Fang Zhengzhi’s body abruptly halted and he expectorated a mouthful of blood, numerous emotions flashed through her heart – despondence, guilt, self-condemnation, and a helplessness masked under her fortitude. She was worlds apart from her previous haughty self.

Ping Yang was overwhelmed with grief.

Naturally, she knew that whatever was unfolding before her eyes was all caused by her. If she hadn’t rushed out so recklessly, Fang Zhengzhi wouldn’t have stood up given his shamelessness.

“It was me … it was me who caused that shameless bastard Fang Zhengzhi to get hurt! He came to save me …. But I couldn’t do anything, I can’t even be a human cushion …. Grandfather is dead! I can’t avenge him ….”

“Father was always busy when I was growing up, and so was Aunt Hua. Grandfather doted on me the most. Every time I was alone, Grandfather would fetch me to the Liqin Residence. But now, Grandfather is dead and I could only watch him die with my bare eyes. I couldn’t stop it, nor could I avenge him.”

“Mother! Mother … where are you?”

“Father said that you’re really strong, why didn’t you come and help me? Why didn’t you come?”

“Father once said, you weren’t dead. Father also said, you were always watching over me from afar. When I’m injured, you’ll definitely notice me. But aren’t you coming out to help me even now when I’m almost dying?”

“Mother … Mother, do you know that Father is injured? Do you know that your daughter is dying? Where are you? Where exactly are you?”

“Do you not care about your daughter anymore?”

“Mother … Don’t you care that your daughter is dying?”

“Mother!”

“I’m useless, I can’t help Father or Aunt Hua, or even avenge Grandfather!”

“Mother, I won’t wait for you anymore …. I’ve never seen you ever since I was small, and in the future … I’m afraid I’ll never get to see you. But that’s okay, Mother, even if you don’t find me, I still love you very much!”

“Mother, I love you!”

“Boom!”

Just as Fang Zhengzhi was racking his brains to process the situation and find a chance to save Ping Yang, a deafening sound erupted from beneath him. Shortly after, a fiery red figure rushed up from behind him.

“Ping Yang?! What is this girl thinking?” Fang Zhengzhi was shocked. It was too late for him to stop her, Ping Yang had already charged up with the Blazing Qilin Spear in her hand spitting out bursting flames.

In the distance, Yan Xiu, Shan Yu, Xing Yuanguo, the Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi stared at King Xieluo with bulging eyes.

“Your Highness!”

“Ping Yang, no!”

“Your Highness, get out of there!”

Yan Xiu, Shan Yu and Xing Yuanguo all yelled at Ping Yang simultaneously, but Ping Yang did not slow down one bit.

No one knew what Ping Yang was doing, but everyone saw the expression plastered on her face. It was one of grief, a grief that stemmed from within.

Does the princess intend to give up her own life?!

In an instant, this thought surfaced in the minds of everyone. It was something that they have never, and would have never thought about.

Ping Yang, their most beloved princess, the haughtiest and most mischievous princess of the Great Xia Empire loved by all – why does she want to die?

“Eh? You want to die? Let me grant your wish!” King Xieluo watched the approaching Ping Yang and his eyes flashed with shock. Such a frail little human would dare to attack him three times?

While Ping Yang had just an ounce of practical value previously, she was now an insignificant ant that could be squashed at anytime, especially since Fang Zhengzhi was injured and had no chance of escaping.

King Xieluo’s body jerked. His tail, clad in thick black scales, whipped towards Ping Yang at astonishing speed, like the sickle of the grim reaper hunting for lives in the dark night.

“Mother …” Ping Yang let out a brief murmur. She did not stop, or avoid King Xieluo’s tail. She merely looked back at the frantic Fang Zhengzhi slowly.

A string of tears dripped from the corner of her eyes, falling from the skies and radiating with a faint silver glow under the moonlight. In the next moment, she turned her head back quickly with tears still hanging from her eyes, but her expression hardened into an unparalleled determination.

And just like that, she charged towards King Xieluo’s tail, grasping her Blazing Qilin Spear tightly. She brandished her flames, which could not even harm a single hair on King Xieluo, like a moth plunging into a sea of raging fire …

She charged straight up!

Chapter 594: Blaze On, Raging Fire!

“Boom!” A deafening blast.

There was no miraculous escape, nor was there anyone who could stop it in time. It happened too quickly, with King Xieluo’s tail striking Ping Yang’s frail body with such incredible force without the protection of her Red Flame Flower Armor.

In that moment, it seemed as though time came to a standstill.

Everyone’s eyes were glued to Ping Yang’s face. Her face showed grief, glistening tears, and a sense of liberation – a powerless liberation.

“Your Highness!”

“Princess Ping Yang!”

Both the Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi yelled out in unison upon witnessing this scene. They could clearly see how terrifying this strike was.

Even if Ping Yang donned the Red Flame Flower Armor … she wouldn’t have possibly endured such an attack.

“Princess!” Xing Yuanguo’s eyes turned red as he clenched his fists tightly. His body shuddered incessantly as he knew too well how important Ping Yang was to Lin Mubai.

Ping Yang, dead?!

This happened right before his eyes. How could he convey this to Lin Mubai?

“Mother …” Ping Yang’s body fell from the heavens as fresh blood spurted from her mouth, cascading down from the skies like raindrops. Her face was pale but her eyes were wide open.

Her crystal clear eyes stared silently at the night sky, gazing up at the stars above until her body fell into the arms of another person.

“Shameless bastard, I … I think …. I saw Mo … Mother …. Really …. I …. I really saw Mother …. Mother has come to fetch me …”

“But I feel a little cold. Are you cold?”

“Drip!” A glistening tear slid down her cheek and dropped to the ground.

Ping Yang’s body was no longer falling as the person holding her has already reached the ground. She subconsciously grabbed onto him tighter.

“Hahaha … Fang Zhengzhi, seems like everyone is dying one by one in front of your eyes. How does it feel to be unable to save them?” King Xieluo chortled maniacally, “Mother? Haha, you weak humans are certainly amusing!”

“Amusing?” Fang Zhengzhi replied.

“Isn’t it amusing?” King Xieluo mocked.

“I don’t find it amusing!” Fang Zhengzhi’s tone exuded fortitude and grit.

“You foolish … Eh?!” Just as King Xieluo wanted to rebut, he stopped midway through his sentence because he realized that Fang Zhengzhi seemed to be munching on something. This took him by surprise.

One could do many things before one’s death – screaming for one’s mother, leaving a few last words … but, eating? Isn’t that a little too mundane?

Fang Zhengzhi didn’t reply King Xieluo’s question. He continued to chew his ‘food’ slowly as he gazed up at the night sky.

“Do you wish to live?” A figure appeared in his mind.

“Of course!”

“That’ easy, just eat this and you’ll survive, but you won’t be able to keep your strength.”

“Is there something which allows me to keep my strength and survive at the same time?”

“No!”

“How could you call yourself one of the Four Sages when you don’t even have anything useful? Helping oneself is always better than relying on others. I’ll find another way out myself, bye!”

“Wait!”

“What else do you want, you lying old duff?”

“Lying? You little brat, do you know how many people cry and beg just to meet me, and I still refuse them?”

“So? Are you crying and begging to save me?”

“… You insolent brat, do you really wish to keep the state of your mastery intact?”

“You don’t say.”

“Alright, I’ll let you keep your strength, but I can’t save your life.”

“Are you mocking me?”

“Do I look like I’m mocking you? I have an elixir that can protect your strength and save your life, but exactly how long can it keep you alive, that I do not know.”

“What’s the minimum amount of time I can stay alive for?”

“Two years!”

“What’s the maximum?”

“Three years!”

“Are you kidding me?”

“It’s up to you whether you want to eat this. If you don’t, you won’t have both your strength and life after one month!”

“How can I ensure that I live for three years?”

“Take this at regular intervals.”

“Take this at regular intervals?”

“Yes, consume one elixir every month. I’ll give the elixirs to Wu Yuer, and she’ll give them to you at fixed intervals. You must never consume more than what you need. If you eat more than one in a month, your lifespan will shorten by one month!”

“I’m not stupid, why would I eat more than one?”

“Who knows?”

“What’s that supposed to mean? Can I still reinvigorate my strength after eating this?”

“Reinvigorate your strength? You certainly have wild thoughts. Does it matter? If you want to grow your strength, I have plenty of … Cough cough, what I meant to say was, consuming this elixir will allow to double your strength in an hour!”

“Double? It’s this formidable? If my strength doubles when I consume one pill, will it jump four times if I consume two pills?”

“Eh, it merely doubles your foundational strength. In other words, if you take ten at one go, your foundational strength will increase tenfold!”

“Wow … is this some divine elixir?”

“Of course! This is the greatest masterpiece I’ve ever crafted. Unlike all those immortality elixirs, no one can craft this except me!”

“What is this elixir called?”

“The Heaven Oasis Pill!”

“Why does it have the same name as you?”

“Of course, this elixir is named after me!”

“I think it’ll be better to name it the Zhengzhi Pill. After all, you’re not consuming it and you’re giving it all to me. Isn’t that right?”

“Yuer said that you’re a shameless brat, but I think that using this adjective to describe you is an insult to the word itself!”

“Eh? Well, which description do you think suits me better?”

“You really have no moral standards at all!”

“Thanks for the compliment, now let’s save the bullsh*t for later. Bring the Zhengzhi Pill over!”

“…. I already said before, I’ll let Yuer give this to you at fixed intervals!”

“Yuer is so busy, what if she forgets about this? Or what if her relatives visit her and she delivers the pills late and I die? How about this – let me keep three to five hundred pills with me just in case.”

“Three to five hundred? Are you treating these pills as rice?! I only have five pills with me now, and even if it’s me, I can only craft a maximum of two or three new pills in a month. I’ll let you keep one pill!”

“Just one? Am I a beggar? I can’t have less than five pills!”

“At most, I’ll give you two!”

“Four!”

“Three!”

“Deal!”

“Wait, why am I bargaining with you?”

“As the great Heavenly Oasis Saint of the Four Sages and as Wu Yuer’s master, I’m sure you won’t go back on your word, would you?”

“You brat, I’ll give you three but you must not eat these Heavenly Oasis Pills unless it’s absolutely necessary!”

“I’m not stupid, do you really think I’ll just happily gobble down these deadly Zhengzhi Pills without restraint?”

“….”

“Gulp, gulp ….” After chewing the pills in his mouth, Fang Zhengzhi swallowed them down slowly. At the same time, he turned his gaze away from the night sky and looked at Ping Yang once again.

King Xieluo then jerked violently without knowing why. He suddenly felt as though Fang Zhengzhi seemed a little different from before.

He was still wearing the black court uniform from before, his face was still as pale as before, but he just felt different.

What was wrong?

King Xieluo looked down at Fang Zhengzhi who was carrying Ping Yang in his arms and gazing back at him. He puffed from his nose as his suspicions rose.

Then, he saw Fang Zhengzhi gently lay Ping Yang on the ground, very delicately and slowly.

Before this, King Xieluo would have lifted his hoof up without hesitation and stomp down on Fang Zhengzhi to turn him into minced meat, but he did not do so now.

There wasn’t a particular reason for his change of heart; he just had a feeling, a unique sense that belonged to a Demon King. And this sense told him that he had to wait, or at least, wait until he identified what exactly was different about Fang Zhengzhi.

Then, Fang Zhengzhi finally laid Ping Yang down on the ground, and following that … he lifted his head up again.

“Eh?” King Xieluo’s body shivered. In the moment he exchanged glances with Fang Zhengzhi, he finally realized what was off about his opponent.

His eyes!

That’s right, it was his eyes!

He wore a pair of colorless eyes. There wasn’t any black or white, neither was there any red, yellow, blue, green, indigo or violet. They were transparent, as clear as water droplets. It was a strange sight indeed.

Once someone’s eyes become transparent, they would easily reveal whatever was hidden inside, but Fang Zhengzhi’s eyes were different.

Inside his eyes, King Xieluo could see many things, like his own reflection, the shattered palace walls, and the stars in the sky. It was like a mirror, except it wasn’t one. Mirrors can only reflect a limited number of things, but Fang Zhengzhi’s eyes not only reflected whatever was in front of them, but also showed much more – mountains, rivers, oceans, forests, flowers …

“This brat … just what is he?” King Xieluo looked into Fang Zhengzhi’s eyes and felt a highly strange sensation. It seemed to be engulfing him, but at the same time it felt otherwise.

Then at this moment … his eyes opened wide.

A sword appeared in Fang Zhengzhi’s hand. It seemed like an ordinary sword but it was definitely no ordinary sword. The sole reason for this was … a purple mark on the tip of the blade.

It looked like a bloodstain, but it seemed to have melded perfectly with the sword.

And now, as the sword appeared in Fang Zhengzhi’s hand, the purple mark expanded swiftly and in an instant, it dyed the entire sword purple. It was a strange, cryptic shade of purple.

At the same time, an overwhelming killing intent surged forth from Fang Zhengzhi’s body, radiating to his surroundings like a physical existence, creating swirls of energy akin to tornadoes.

“It’s the Traceless Sword!”

“Isn’t the Traceless Sword supposed to be in the Souther Region? Why does Fang Zhengzhi have it?”

“Could he have visited the Southern Region?”

When the Mountain Breaking Army saw the sword in Fang Zhengzhi’s possession, they were taken aback. The sword’s reputation was simply too great – it was once the sword of the Sagely Battle God Meng Tian, a sword that left no traces of its kills.

“This is bad! Is this brat … possessed by the sword?!” Xing Yuanguo was also astounded when he noticed the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi’s grasp.

The Battle of the Southern Region.

At the Icy Monkey Settlement, Fang Zhengzhi wielded the Traceless Sword and massacred all the Demon powerhouses in the Rebirth State. That sight was still fresh in Xing Yuanguo’s mind.

That wasn’t an issue of strength … On the contrary, Fang Zhengzhi then was not Fang Zhengzhi at all. Hence, Xing Yuanguo could only describe him as ‘possessed’.

“No, his eyes did not turn purple, they’re still clear … Wait a second, they aren’t just clear, they’re … transparent?!”

Transparent! And strangely so.

Xing Yuanguo has never seen someone’s eyes turn into such an extraordinary color, but Fang Zhengzhi’s eyes were definitely transparent. They were as transparent as glistening water droplets.

“Boom!”

Fang Zhengzhi finally moved. He carried that vortex of materialized killing intent on his body and charged towards King Xieluo.

“Eh? You wish to seek death? Haha …” King Xieluo was indeed thrown off by Fang Zhengzhi’s strange eyes, but he wasn’t afraid.

He had already shed off all the blood-stained black scales on his body. His new coat of black scales glistened with a sinister glow under the cloak of golden light. His massive body propelled into the air and descended down at top speed, charging to intercept Fang Zhengzhi.

But then …

Fang Zhengzhi vanished.

Or to be more precise, he blended into the surrounding vortex of killing intent.

“Die!” A chilling voice erupted from the vortex. Following that, the cyclone of killing intent morphed into a seemingly real dragon.

As the dragon soared into the heavens, raindrops fell from the sky. One drop, two drops, growing heavier and heavier …

A torrential downpour.

It washed away the fresh bloodstains on the ground as well as those on Ping Yang’s chest. With the rumbling of thunder, the flashes of lightning illuminated Ping Yang’s pale face.

Then, a tinge of light lit up on Ping Yang’s chest.

It was a pendant, a pendant shaped like a tear. It flowed with a faint glow, shining like a star in the stormy night. However, no one noticed the light as everyone’s attention was drawn towards the dragon bounding in the sky.

It pranced in the air, flying up and down, swirling through the skies. It exuded an almighty sense of loneliness and rage.

Finally, the dragon dissolved into a winding ray of light, descending down from the heavens and charging towards King Xieluo who was now beneath him.

The dragon, the arrogant yet lonely dragon …

Even though it rose from the ground, it would never allow anyone to stand above him.

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Chapter 595: Slice With A Single Sword!

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The storm has struck, flooding the Flame Capital City with a blanket of rain and mist. Yet, no one on the streets propped up their umbrellas, all allowing the violent downpour to pelt on their heads, creating splashes and ripples.

Inside the Flame Capital City, at a hidden and virtually forgotten old constabulary gate, over ten people in black wearing hats were standing under the rain. They each carried a long sword on their backs.

The rain poured down from the skies, washing off every trace of dust from the intricately carved sword guards.

Of course, not everyone was wearing a hat. There was a lady standing in front of them who donned a gorgeous and delicate long dress. Her waterfall-like hair rested on her shoulders. The lightning streaking across the night sky illuminated the lady’s snow-white skin, her otherworldly eyebrows and the cinnabar crystal in the centre of her forehead.

The relentless raindrops buffeted her, drenching her dress, but she appeared even daintier and more beautiful than before.

“Wu Yuer, the Shadow Sect Leader has arrived!” A voice called out from opposite her. At the same time, a frail-looking man ambled out slowly from the constabulary gate. He had very ordinary features, but his forehead contained an ‘eye’ as shiny as a ruby gem.

An eerie glow flickered within the eye, making it extremely mysterious and bizarre.

And behind him, over a hundred masked figures appeared wearing black cloaks over their heads. Tinges of eerie light radiated from beneath their cloaks, seeming extremely unusual.

With only over ten people in hats against over a hundred masked men, the odds seemed greatly skewed. However, with over ten hatted men guarding the gate, only a single man wearing black emerged from the constabulary.

“Ying Feng, Domain Chief of the Dark Region, that’s right … Your brother Ying Shan was also from the Dark Region, am I right? But what a pity, he was only the Vice Domain Chief and he died at such a young age.” Wu Yuer finally spoke as she watched the man step out of the constabulary.

“Yes!” Ying Feng nodded without any intentions of rebutting or explaining himself. He seemed unfazed, as though answering a question that had no relation to him whatsoever.

“Brothers should still be united along the road to death, that way you’ll have a companion.” Wu Yuer chided again.

“I heard that the Shadow Sect is engaging in business, that makes you a businesswoman. Can I buy a life for 10,000 taels of gold?”

“Most certainly, but we’ll have to double the price, and you’ll have to leave behind everything you took!” Wu Yuer nodded.

“What about 50,000 taels of gold, but we keep the things?”

“When the Shadow Sect does business, we only offer prices, we don’t bargain.”

“Understood, let me think about this!” Ying Feng nodded and took a few steps backwards slowly.

“I’ll give you the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.” Wu Yuer didn’t stop him.

Just then, another streak of lightning danced across the sky, but this streak was evidently different from the rest.

It was a ray of light, a distorted ray of light.

And soon after … a thunderous roar of a dragon reverberated through the air and rumbled through the clouds.

“Eh?” Wu Yuer’s body jerked violently. She looked up instinctively and her calm expression suddenly changed drastically. “Is that … Fang Zhengzhi?!”

Without any hesitation, Wu Yuer’s body vanished immediately and in the next moment, her figure appeared on the roof of a faraway building, appearing like a flash of lightning.

“Domain Chief, it seems that Wu Yuer has … left?!” A masked man standing inside the constabulary yard was evidently shocked upon witnessing Wu Yuer’s sudden disappearance.

“Is this a trick to lure us out?” Another masked man whispered.

“No, something has happened to Fang Zhengzhi!” Ying Feng gazed at Wu Yuer navigating through the storm, then looked at the light glowing in the horizon. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. “This chance is hard to come by, let’s go!”

“Yes!” The hundreds of masked men replied in unison.

And outside the constabulary gates, over ten hatted people in black stood there silently, without anyone following Wu Yuer.

“Qing Yi, they’re fleeing. What should we do?”

“If you’re the leader, what would you do?” A woman’s voice rang down towards them.

“Charge in!”

“And if you were the Offering Lord?”

“I … I can’t guess what the Offering Lord would do.” The hatted man hesitated and finally shook his head.

“Let’s do what our leader would do. Charge in!”

“Yes!”

…..

A downpour raged on at the city gates of the Flame Capital City.

Countless soldiers stood at their positions, their eyes all focused on the distorted path of light. It illuminated the air with such dominance and solitude.

“Boom!” A deafening blast rang.

The distorted ray of light finally struck King Xieluo. The massive collision of both forces tore at each other, releasing waves of shrill and formidable dragon roars.

A breathtaking symphony, followed immediately by silence.

At this moment, the barrage of the storm seemed to have faded, and so has the commotion of the spectating crowd. All that remained was the roar of a dragon – a shrill yet formidable roar.

“Roar!”

Then, an agonizing howl of a beast sounded as well.

A crimson rain of blood poured down from the heavens, melding into the storm and dyeing the dark sky into a ghastly shade of red.

The dragon’s roar faded soon after, and a spiraling black figure descended from the skies and landed on the ground with a thud.

“What’s going on?!”

“Did Fang Zhengzhi lose?”

“What was that black shadow just now?”

Countless pairs of eyes were focused on the black shadow that just landed on the ground. Then, they opened as wide as they could when they finally ascertained the identity of the black shadow.

Everyone gasped in shock. It was just a front hoof, an unbelievably gigantic front hoof. However, only the front roof reached the ground. Crimson blood spewed out of the severed top of the limb, splattering all over the ground.

“Roar!” Another howl of a beast reverberated through the skies.

Everyone turned their attention towards the enormous figure suspended in mid-air. And that figure was missing a large front hoof.

“How is this possible?!”

“Is that scoundrel really in the Supernatural State?!”

“He’s so powerful, he … actually wounded the Demon King?”

The Mountain Breaking Army, Yan Yunqi, and even the Northern Barbarian soldiers were flabbergasted by this jaw-dropping sight as they noticed King Xieluo’s wounded state.

A single sword!

The Returning Dragon!

He severed the Demon King’s front hoof!

Fang Zhengzhi, in the Supernatural State ….

He actually wounded the Demon King, and not just that … he managed to sever one of his front hoofs. This isn’t just worthy of a simple compliment! This is completely unfathomable!

The Demon King! The Demon King with a physical body even sturdier than that of a Sage!

No one could believe their eyes, neither was anyone willing to believe their eyes.

“Fang Zhengzhi!!!” King Xieluo’s voice thundered through the air. It was a howl of rage, agony and mostly, humiliation.

As a grand Demon King, he was hoping mad from utter humiliation. Never once was there a time when he was this furious.

And above him, a silhouette stood in the air, wielding a sword in one hand which radiated with a strange purple glow. His black robes became peculiarly conspicuous after being washed down by the rain.

He didn’t say a word, much less utter a single sound. He merely gazed quietly at the frantic and exasperated King Xieluo. His pair of eyes, as clear as water droplets, flickered with various images – mountains, rivers, forests, flowers …

However, the corners of his lips were still stained with fresh blood which glistened with a peculiarly radiant glow under the flashes of lightning.

“He was injured after all?”

“But he did manage to slice off one of the Demon King’s front hoofs, that’s already an incredible feat!”

“Indeed so. But is that the only form of damage he can inflict?”

Just as everyone’s gaze was affixed on the bloodstains on Fang Zhengzhi’s lips, they all let out soft sighs one by one.

The awe-inspiring sight of the single strike from his sword which severed the front hoof of the Demon King was still replaying vividly in everyone’s minds, but that did not mean that Fang Zhengzhi had secured a victory.

After all, he was up against the Demon King – a Demon King who was far stronger than any sage.

“Fang Zhengzhi, you’ve exhausted all your strength for this single strike, but I have not. Now die!” King Xieluo clearly noticed the bloodstains on Fang Zhengzhi’s lips.

Even though his front hoof was sliced right off, he still charged towards Fang Zhengzhi at breakneck speed.

And at the same time, a ray of red light rose up from beneath the city walls and propelled into the sky, releasing terrifying waves of air currents which radiated to the surroundings, sweeping up every ounce of debris.

The crimson luminance inundated the sky, dyeing the dark night sky into a uniform blood red, a sinister and hellish blood red.

A black figure stood at the centre of the red light. His eyes had turned blood red as well, with drops of fresh blood sliding down his lips and falling onto the pale face of someone sprawled on the ground.

“Re… remember what … you …. you promised me …” There was a weak voice trailing off. Then, the pale face slowly turned to one side and his eyes slowly closed shut.

“Ah!!!” A piercing shriek erupted from the black figure. It was a howl that came from deep within his heart, filled with rage, vengeance and grief …

“It’s Yan Qianli!”

“Could it be that Prince Li of the First Rank has …”

“My Lord!”

The Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi immediately turned their attention to Yan Qianli at the bottom of the palace walls upon hearing that excruciating howl. They clearly noticed Prince Li of the First Rank lying there with his eyes shut.

“Boom!” The rumble of distant thunder.

Both the Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Yunqi bowed in respect. They didn’t kneel as they were still in the heat of battle, but they still had to bow.

Because … the person who perished was Prince Li of the First Rank, a living legend of the Great Xia Empire. And in the final moments of his life, this legend used both his hands and released the most resplendent radiance in front of everyone’s eyes – opening the heavens and burying the earth.

He was a legend that would live in their hearts forever.

“Don’t worry, old man Lin. I, Yan Qianli, swear that I will avenge you!” Basking in the charging red light, Yan Qianli slowly looked up to the sky, reeling in the downpour cascading from the heavens and the two battling silhouettes crossing swords in the storm.

Just like everyone had noticed … Fang Zhengzhi was wounded.

“Isn’t this enough? I’ve boosted by strength threefold, and it’s still not enough?” Fang Zhengzhi’s sword was obviously not aiming for King Xieluo’s front hoof, but his head.

But … his sword still missed its mark.

“Boom!” The two shadows distanced themselves from each other. Fang Zhengzhi opened his mouth subconsciously as another mouthful of fresh blood spewed forth, but his hand still grasped the handle of his sword as tightly as he could.

One would be faced with numerous challenges in one’s life. Some challenges may even seem insurmountable, impossible to overcome no matter how hard one tries, but still, Fang Zhengzhi wanted to try nonetheless.

The reason was simple – he had no other options.

He was not hoping to flee, but it was his heart that was preventing him from retreating away. He would never choose to retreat, regardless of how many chances of escape he may get.

“Yan Xiu’s only friend … doesn’t seem too bad after all!” Yan Qianli gazed up at the panting Fang Zhengzhi. His heart palpitated quickly for a moment but he calmed down soon after. At the same time, the pillar of blood red light propelling into the heavens began to disperse again and in the next moment, Fang Zhengzhi had already arrived in front of King Xieluo.

“Die!”

“Roar!”

Both sounded their battlecries.

The blood red light intertwined with the golden radiance, repelling explosively upon impact.

Following that, Yan Qianli arrived in front of Fang Zhengzhi. As a leader with bountiful experience in battle, he was enraged, but he remained calmer than anyone else.

“Fang Zhengzhi, can you still fight?” Yan Qianli ignored Ping Yang, not even sparing her a single glance. Things had already progressed to such a point that there was no purpose in pursuing the matter further.

“Yes!” Fang Zhengzhi nodded weakly.

“Alright then, we … your eyes?!” Yan Qianli was about to propose for both of them to combine forces, but after he noticed Fang Zhengzhi’s crystal-clear dewdrop-like eyes, his expression changed drastically.

Fang Zhengzhi’s eyes were simply too strange, so strange that it was spellbinding.

“It’s an after-effect of the Battle of the Southern Region.” Fang Zhengzhi explained briefly but did not elaborate further. He simply raised his hand and wiped off the bloodstain on his lips.

“This after-effect of yours doesn’t look too bad!” Yan Qianli’s lips twitched. He just gave a casual remark without probing the matter further.

“I’ll settle Ping Yang’s feud for her!” Fang Zhengzhi exclaimed.

“Certainly, and I’ll avenge old Lin!” Yan Qianli replied in a heartbeat.

“Would you like to kill him?”

“Of course!”

“But he can only die once.”

“As my junior, you should have some humility!” Yan Qianli chastised as he looked at Fang Zhengzhi.

“As my senior, you should provide more opportunities for the younger generation!”

“What if I refuse?”

“We’ll just have to rely on our individual strength.”

“Very well, let’s see whether Yan Xiu’s only friend can still conjure any more miracles!” Yan Qianli nodded.

“Guard the rear, I’ll charge in!” Fang Zhengzhi nodded back.

“You’ll charge in first? Are you sure?” Yan Qianli instinctively stepped out after seeing Fang Zhengzhi nod back, already preparing to launch himself forward, only reacting when he took his first step out.

He was clearly astonished. Regardless of his understanding of Fang Zhengzhi’s personality, Yan Qianli should theoretically be the first one to strike when assessing the disparity between both their levels of strength.

“I’m sure!” Fang Zhengzhi’s decision remained resolute.

“Alright then, go. I’ll cover you from behind!” Yan Qianli may not have understood Fang Zhengzhi’s intentions completely, but he still nodded in agreement in the end.

Chapter 596: Evil Demon, He Is An Evil Demon Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

Known for his stubborn character, Western Liang King would not treat his senior Supernatural State seriously. Even Chi Hou, who was from the Divine Constabulary, had barely spoken anything to him.

However, this time, he showed no intention of speaking rudely to Fang Zhengzhi. It was of equal status and authority.

“ROAR!” King Xieluo bellowed in agony, cutting the conversation between the two of them. As a dignified Demon King, listening to them discussing how to kill him, was a disgrace, an act of ignorance.

With a loud roar, thick rays of golden light surged wildy towards the broken forepaw. The blood immediately stopped gushing out of the wound, and a new forepaw started emerging out with great speed.

“Let’s see how are you going to kill me!” King Xieluo’s eyes were filled with this gold and ferocious light, just like the water flowing down.

“His limbs grew back?!”

“That’s a crazy speed of recovery!”

The Mountain Breaking Army’s and the Yan Cloud Cavalry’s jaws dropped in surprise as they looked at how the fore paws grow back together.

Of course, they did prepare themselves for what was going to happen.

Especially since the opponent is Demon King.

But they still could not believe their eyes when they looked at how the paws grew back almost instantly.

On the other hand, Yan Qianli did not even bat his eyes for a second, and he still felt the anger rushing into him, but he had to calm down, because that is the only way to seek revenge for Prince Li of the First Rank.

He stared closely at King Xieluo with his bloodshot eyes, slowly moving his eyes up and down, mainly on the three positions, the head, heart and the abdomen area, but they do not seem to have the Demon Pearl.

Where was it hidden at?

Yan Qianli had his doubts, he was well aware that if he cannot locate the Demon Pearl, all his efforts would have gone to waste.

Besides, Fang Zhengzhi looked like he had no idea where the Demon Pearl was.

“I’m on it!” Fang Zhengzhi let out a soft cry, he began to spring into action, one step forward. A pair of crystal eyes could not even catch what he just did, but his body had already disappeared from the ground.

As magnificent as it seemed, a dragon ascended to the sky at the same time.

Only this time, the dragon did not swirl around in the air.

It rushed directly up on the cloud, over the horizon.

Disappearing into the thin air, it went totally silent.

“BOOOMM!” The thunder rumbled across the sky as the lightning bolted.

“Fang Zhengzhi, come down and let me see your real power!” King Xieluo looked across the sky, eyes darting from side to side with caution, as the blow that Fang Zhengzhi slashed using his sword did traumatise him.

He did not dare to belittle what Fang Zhengzhi meant earlier.

Glaring at Fang Zhengzhi soaring up the sky, he chose to let him go and wait, waiting for him to come again.

Yan Qianli also stayed in his spot, as Fang Zhengzhi has instructed that he will charge forward first, and Yan Qianli was perfectly clear on his role, that he would defend the rear.

An opportunity.

He would remain calm till they had started fighting and he would seize his opportunity.

Time was ticking away…

Both of them were still waiting, but Fang Zhengzhi, who flew up to the sky, was still nowhere to be seen, leaving them in a state of suspense.

“Huh? Are you not coming?” King Xieluo had been waiting for ages and he began thinking if Fang Zhengzhi would come down again. Where was he? The sword? Really? No response?

“Why is he not coming down? Is he going to take so long to come down with the sword?” Yan Qianli peered at the heavy rainstorm, feeling bewildered.

How could he rush up first and not have any response?

What is going on?

“Disappeared?!”

“Hiding in the clouds? What is this move again?”

“Did he run away?”

Standing from afar, the Mountain Breaking Army, the Yan Cloud Cavalry and the Northern Barbarians Army were gazing at the dragon that disappeared into the clouds, puzzled about the situation.

Rain continued to pour, the cold air brewed in.

Finally, King Xieluo started feeling strange, a golden light flickered in his eyes, and an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

Could it be possible that the punk really ran away? Escaping in the battlefield was something King Xieluo would never fathom about, if it was for the other warriors.

But if it was Fang Zhengzhi….

God knows if he would take this chance to run away for good.

“He really escaped? This is too absurd, how can he just run away like this?” While the Mountain Breaking Army were reluctant to believe the situation, the cold hard truth remained in front of their eyes, that Fang Zhengzhi was gone.

“Fang Zhengzhi!” King Xieluo howled loudly, shaking the whole horizon, but the sky remained calm and still like a dead sea, with no response at all, “Damn it!”

After yelling at the sky, he could not wait any longer, in a swift, he charged up into the sky.

“Hmmm? Are you planning to go up there, it’s not so easy!” Yan Qianli glanced at King Xielo who rushed up to the horizon, the crimson red light in his heart began forming into a giant net.

He had no idea why Fang Zhengzhi would plan on charging up and not return.

I’m going up first?

Did the fellow mean that he will go up first?..

If it is really that case, he had to admit that the Fang Zhengzhi’s words were indeed unbelievable to the average person.

No matter what, he could never let King Xieluo go up, thus he gathered his red light and transformed them into a gigantic net, casting it over King Xieluo.

“Kacha!”

King Xieluo’s body hit hard on the net, but he did not have any intention of getting trapped in the net, he let out a wild grunt, widened his mouth and bit on the huge net surrounding his body.

Momentarily, there was a loud and sharp frictional sound, and a streak of weak red light began lighting up in the middle of the dark stormy night. The net also started to tighten up wildly, and looked like it might crack under the pressure of the bite anytime.

The sky broke into a roll of thunder, accompanied by a flash of lightning crashing down from the horizon.

Meanwhile, King Xieluo was using his full force to rip the giant net open.

Paying no attention to the pouring rain and the loud crashing sound of the lightning that seemed almost abnormal, a thunder bolt struck on the roof of his head.

“Boom!”

The bright lightning came down almost immediately on King Xieluo’s brain.

Subsequently, a piercing high pitch screech resounded across the sky, leaving an echo in the air. Vibrant red blood began bursting out from King Xieluo’s head, blending in with the rain pouring down.

“Rawr…..” King Xieluo was not slightly prepared at all, and all of a sudden his head was sliced open, with a cut so deep that the bone was almost visible . It was obvious from the wound… It was…

Caused by a sword!

Neither King Xieluo, nor Qian Yanli, the Mountain Breaking Army, the Yan Cloud Cavalry or the Northern Barbarians Army, could react in time for this.

Until….

The second bolt of lightning came crashing down from the horizon.

“Rumble!”

The bright lightning struck on King Xieluo’s brain once again, and what was even stranger was that it had struck on exactly the same position as the first bolt.

Not only did it worsen the initial wound, but it ruptured into small clots of flesh, combining with the rupturing blood, it decorated the bright red fog.

“Ao Wu!” King Xielo’s eyes obviously started to change, while he had a fast healing ability, but that did not mean he did not feel pain at all.

His brain was struck twice.

And even worse so, at the same place.

It would be impossible to say that he had no slight trace of pain at all.

Just as he was about to let out another cry, the third bolt came again, the position of the attack exactly identical as the previous two.

“No, it can’t be a lightning, it must be a sword lightning, a distorted sword lightning!”

“A distorted sword lightning? It couldn’t be…..”

“The Returning Dragon, Fang Zhengzhi’s Returning Dragon, but how does it look like a bolt lightning!”

Standing from afar, the Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry had seen how the third lightning bolt had struck down, they both reverted back into their senses, as they realised that it was not just a normal lightning, but a highly precise aim on the crown of King Xieluo’s head.

More importantly…

Even if it’s really just an accurate strike, it should do no harm on King Xieluo.

There was only one explanation, that would be the sword lightning, but why does the shape look similar to the lightning bolt?

Wait!

Could it be…..

At that moment, an idea flashed across their mind, because recently, an incident happened right in front of their faces.

The Seven colour light alongside with the clouds formed into Seven light columns, sealing up the body of King Xieluo – this a tactic that made use of nature.

This method brought a whole new experience to most of the onlookers.

“Fang Zhengzhi borrowed the power of nature!”

“Similar to King Liqin, he capitalised on using the clouds, no… wrong, not only the clouds, even the lightning!”

“Using The Returning Dragon’s sword, and combining them with the lightning produced within the clouds!”

“Oh my God, this can’t be real? We had seen the same ritual done by King Liqin, but we had only just touched the threshold and he could already used the power?!”

“Evil Demon, He is the real Evil Demon!”

Be it the Mountain Breaking Army or the Yan Cloud Cavalry, or even the Northern Barbarians Army, all three of them were startled after harbouring that thought, because who had the courage to attempt that in reality…..

That was like seeing a tall mountain, a mountain that nobody can ever cross over.

This strength was not just any practical strength, but one with heart, with awakening – a type of internal strength.

“Bwong!”

The third bolt that merged together with the sword lightning finally struck, and without a doubt, landed on the top of King Xieluo’s head, splitting it open.

But this time round….

The open wound was not just pure blood and flesh, but there were visible bones, white and pale in colour.

“Ow wu!” King Xieluo’s golden light on his body rushed up to the top of his head once again, his massive body oscillating vigorously, as if he was trying to hide from the fourth bolt of “lightning” from above.

However, the giant net had restricted his movements, making it impossible for him to dodge any lightning, he could only struggle in vain.

“Boom!”

The fourth lightning struck.

Followed by, the fifth, sixth, seventh and the eighth…

…..

“Boom!”

“Boom Boom……”

One after another, the sounds echoed throughout the night sky. It had astounded everyone, and by this time, King Xielo’s body no longer looked the same as before.

From the top of his head, his body looked as if it was about to be separated into two halves from the slice of the sword.

Even so, he continued resisting…..

Countless rays of golden light gushed to the open wound, resulting in an overwhelmingly fast recovery press. What a bewildered sight indeed.

Yan Qianli did not let go the net, he held onto the red-coloured net tightly with his fingers.

A trail of blood dripped from King Xieluo’s mouth. He was still struggling within the giant net, especially even after the sword lightnings were wedged onto the net. He was definitely injured.

But….

He pressed on.

Because it was at that moment, that he finally understood what Fang Zhengzhi meant from his instructions “I charge up first, you defend the rear”.

Charging up first, obviously, was self-explanatory.

As for defending the rear, it meant continuing suppressing King Xieluo.

Yan Qianli will be responsible to restrain King Xieluo, while Fang Zhengzhi will attack from above. This was what Fang Zhengzhi meant by “I charge up first, you defend the rear”.

“Good lad, even if it means ending my old life, I will help you to hold him back!” Yan Qianli’s face showed a rare glimpse of praise, as Fang Zhengzhi’s performance lately had went beyond his expectation.

And now…

This only further bolstered his impression of Fang Zhengzhi.

“That will be the eleventh consecutive strike!”

“If this goes on, no matter who it is, even if it is the Demon King, shouldn’t he perish into thin air?”

“There’s a chance, really a chance!”

The Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry could not help but let out their immense excitement. Despite the fact that they were one of the top from the Great Xia Dynasty’s elite soldiers, it was still the first time they had seen such an astounding spectacle.

“Did King Xieluo really lose?” Even though the Northern Barbarians Army were in disbelief, they could not help but felt a tinge of worry and concern for what had happened earlier.

Across the horizon, the lightning bolts relentlessly struck from above, landing hard on King Xieluo’s body.

Alas, King Xieluo let out a miserable cry, and the gold from his body disappeared. His enormous body split into half, his blood cascaded profusely across the horizon, and two halves continuously vibrated in the air.

“Is it a win?!” `

“The body split into half, even if it is the Demon King I don’t think it will grow back again?”

“At least it won’t grow back out immediately, this is a great opportunity!”

The Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry saw this scene and shouted out in victory, for this was the first time they had seen such a glorious and spectacular win in battle.

“You did great, Fang Zhengzhi!”. At this moment Yan Qianli was able to move again, since King Xieluo’s split body was unable to put up a strong resistance to his giant net.

He withdrew his hand from the net.

A pair of bright red spears suddenly each appeared on his two hands.

In a blink of an eye, he rushed into the giant net.

“Die, King Xieluo!”, Yan Qianli roared, and simultaneously, a chilling breath of terror emerged wildly from his body.

The two spears from his hands did not stop, even for a moment.

Piercing through the air, he swiftly charged towards the splitted halves.

Chapter 597: Demon Pearl, 3 Glistening Eyes Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

Closer, closer…..

As the blood red spears were about to reach King Xieluo’s body, all of the Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry could not help but revealed nervous expressions.

“Slash!”

The two spears penetrated into each half, and rays of crystal light shimmered around the spears, diffusing swiftly.

King Xieluo suddenly stopped struggling, he laid completely still and silent, as the stormy rain continued to pour on his body, scattering among the light.

“Dead?”

“Is he really dead?”

“I think he’s dead.”

Everyone focused on the blood stained body halves, unsure of what is going to happen next.

“POOM!” At this moment, a trail of blood showered from the sky.

Then, a silhouette whizzed down from above, his black outfit totally drenched from the rain shower, and his face looking all pale and pallid but his hand still holding onto the sword very tightly.

“Fang Zhengzhi!” Yan Qianli recognised the shadow almost immediately, and he dashed forward to catch the body that landed on his arms.

Even so, he did not take his eyes away from King Xieluo, with his bloodshed eyes continuously fixating on King Xieluo, not letting him out of his sight.

Till…

The two halves of King Xieluo’s body were completely surrounded by the bright red crimosn light.

“It’s completely covered!”

“He’s really dead this time round!”

The atmosphere was instantly filled with joyous celebration.

“We won!”

“Demon King is finally dead!”

“King Yan, King Yan….”

“Fang Zhengzhi, Fang Zhengzhi……”

Everyone from the Mountain Break Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry also joined in the celebration, despite knowing that the Northern Barbarians Army were still within the premises, but once King Xieluo was dead, it meant the battle had its winner.

Of course, this win was not easy, but was still a triumphal success.

Celebratory joys echoed throughout the night sky.

It was at this moment that Yan Qianli slowly relaxed his gaze, with the blood red colours in his eyes gradually fading away. Indeed, he was brimming with confidence.

Once King Xieluo’s body was completely immersed in the blood light.

Despite being a Demon King.

It was impossible that he could still survive this.

At this point, he decided not to continue focusing on King Xieluo, and turned his attention to Fang Zhengzhi. He could feel Fang Zhengzhi’s numb limbs, void of energy, and he swifty whipped out a small bottle.

“Swallow this!” Yan Qianli mumbled as he gingerly opened the small bottle. He poured out two red elixirs and popped them into Fang Zhengzhi’s mouth.

However…..

Just as he popped the elixir into Fang Zhengzhi’s mouth, a gush of force assaulted him from behind, causing him to fly forward helplessly.

“CRASSSSH!” A loud sound rumbled.

Yan Qianli knocked against Fang Zhenzhi. Countless raging power started influxing profusely into his body.

“How is that possible?!” Yan Qianli spun around frantically, and there stood a figure, to which he stared at in disbelief.

Because, the person standing behind him was King Xieluo.

Only this time round, it was no longer the gigantic version of King Xieluo, but a human-sized one, covered in white under the relentless rain.

The golden horns on his head were even more eye-catching than ever, as they twinkled brightly.

“HE’S NOT DEAD?!”

“King Xieluo is still alive?”

“How is this even possible, his body was splitted into half….. Hold on, his body is still floating in the sky?!”

The entire Mountain Break Army and Yan Cloud Cavalry saw the scene unfolding in front of their eyes. However, what led to their astonishment was that King Xieluo’s body was still floating above in midair.

Surrounded in bright red light.

Why would this happen?

How could there be two King Xieluos?

Everyone was bewildered.

So was Yan Qianli.

Indeed, the Demon King was tough, but that merely referred to his swift healing ability. How is it possible that he had two clones?

Fang Zhengzhi was unable to comprehend the situation, and even more so now, especially after receiving a strong blow from Yan Qianli.

How strong could a sage’s body be?

Nobody could explain this.

Just like what Yan Qianli had mentioned earlier, King Xieluo was well built and had strong muscular bones, obviously resulting in Fang Zhengzhi being on the losing end. When he was being knocked down by Yan Qianli, he felt as if his bones were falling apart.

“Poooo!” He coughed out the two elixirs that he was unable to swallow in time, creating a little blood mist in the air.

The next moment…..

Fang Zhengzhi witnessed King Xieluo moving behind Yan Qianli, only this time, he did not charge towards them, but dashed up, into the horizon.

In just a moment, he vanished.

“Oh no, King Xieluo is escaping!”

“Escape?! No, he’s not going to runaway……he……he looks like…”

“This….. How is this possible?!”

“Could it be, that he is also going to borrow power from the nature?!”

The Mountain Break Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry watched anxiously as King Xieluo flew up among the clouds, because from previous attacks, he usually capitalised on his advantage and struck while the iron was hot.

However, he didn’t do it now. Rather, he looked as if he was escaping and rushed up to the sky.

What a strange behaviour from King Xie Luo. HIs actions left a dread in everyone’s minds.

“Peng!” The bodies of Yan Qianli and Fang Zhengzhi came landing on the ground.

And at this crucial timing, Yan Qianli tried thrusting Fang Zhengzhi into an upright position, using his body as a padding for Fang Zhengzhi, even after suffering an attack from King Xieluo.

“WAAAAAA…” Yan Qianli threw up a puddle of blood. He glared intently at the sky, clenching his teeth. “I’m going up first this time round, you’ll defend after!”

As soon as he finished talking, he charged up immediately.

He shot up like a glazing light, with the chilling atmosphere surrounding him. His face was as calm and firm as ever, and seemed as though he had suffered no injuries.

“The elixir!” Fang Zhengzhi uttered as a wry smile appeared at the corner of his face.

A small pill bottle dropped promptly from above and landed beside him.

Fang Zhengzhi swiftly picked up the small bottle, and quickly gulped down the 10 balls of elixir.

It had a bitter sweet taste, as he slowly munched on them, realising that it tasted satisfactory. While certainly not the usual watermelon flavour, or lemon or banana, it definitely felt refreshing for the after taste.

If he were to describe it, it would taste just like any other mint sweet, allowing one to feel fresh and comfortable after eating it.

Of course…..

It is just a description.

As he’s not feeling that comfortable after all.

The Demon King.

He was definitely more powerful than what he had initially thought. Despite going against all odds to request for a power that was three times more than his usual, and even borrowing force from the nature, he still failed to end this tragedy.

That was too mighty.

However, Fang Zhengzhi did not regret upon his decisions. Regarding this battle, he did not expect to win, he was just trying his best to fight, giving his all…

That was enough.

After swallowing ten elixirs down his stomach, Fang Zhengzhi could feel a stream of newfound strength gushing into his body, and he lifted his eyes and gazed at the horizon once again.

His crystal clear eyes stared right through the stormy rain, and the lightnings.

“Chi Guyan, your man… is going to miss this chance!” Fang Zhengzhi tightened his grip on the sword and hurried up, leaving a purple trial light behind him.

…

Standing on the wall, Yan Xiu clenched his fist very tightly.

As the wind blew strongly against his traditional chinese clothing, Shan Yu stood beside him biting on her lips nervously, leaving a small trail of blood at the edge of it.

“I’m going now, are you to stop me?” asked Shan Yu.

“Let the old lord protect you!” Yan Xiu chose not to reply her.

“I understand.” Shan Yu nodded her head. She made a quick leap, just like a black leopard jumping over the tall walls.

Yan Xiu gazed at Shan Yu as she leaped over the walls.

He didn’t stop her.

He made the same jump, following closely behind her.

“Young Master!”

“Prince of the Southern Region!”

After seeing Yan Xiu and Shan Yu leaping over the walls, the Yan Cloud Cavalry and the Mountain Break Army started yelling at them, but they continued moving without paying much attention.

The two shadows dashed into the storm, moving as fast as a lightning into the battle.

As everything was happening, no one realised that there was another silhouette running in, making a mark amongst everything, the black dress dancing in the rain.

…

“Rumble!”

A bright lightning flashed across the whole horizon at almost the same moment. It was not of the regular lightning colour, but a brilliant golden shimmering colour.

Yan Qianli’s eyes widened even bigger this time round.

He was intending to dodge, but the golden lightning came too sudden and it was too close that he had no space to escape at all.

“BOOM!” The lightning bolt struck directly on Yan Qianli’s palm and the strangest sight happened, his hand looked like it had been engulfed.

It had completely disappeared.

“AH, crap…” Yan Qianli’s expression changed, mouthing out a miserable cry. He managed to thrust his body forward to escape.

However, at this moment, a shadow came towering down from the above, body wrapped in golden light. Within a second, it appeared at Yan Qianli’s side.

“King Yan, beware!”

“King Xieluo!”

“What’s that on his forehead….?!”

Everyone was fixating on the person standing beside Yan Qianli, with their eyes wide open with bewilderment. King Xieluo’s forehead seemed to have been splitted open into a shape of an eye.

Just that…

It was not a normal eye.

It was a pearl, a golden pearl, crystal and transparent in nature. In there, there was also a lightning bolt moving inside, looking really dubious and scary.

“Demon Pearl!”

“Is it possible that it is King Xieluo’s Demon Pearl?

“That’s absurd, if the pearl is really on King Xieluo’s forehead, then isn’t King Yan first attack supposed to be on the forehead instead?”

Everyone was staring at the golden crystal ball, feeling rather puzzled.

“Hahaha……If I were to reveal it to all of you, that the body that you spent so much effort and energy in killing was just a powerful and fierce beast that was owned by me, will you all believe me a little?” King Xieluo’s voice bellowed in the starry night.

“A beast?!” Yan Qianli’s hand was still pressing onto his other broken palm, with his expressions hurt and painful. That body, a beast?!

In that moment, everything seemed to piece together in his head, and his expression immediately changed as those ideas flashed past.

Not only Yan Qianli’s expression changed.

All the men in the Mountain Break Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry stared wide with intent.

“This is not possible!”

“If it was just a beast, how could it have such great power?”

“No way, this type of rapid recovery skill is totally something that a beast can never handle, unless it’s the demon king…”

“Unless, King Xieluo has been helping the beast to recover when he’s being attacked. There was always a golden light shining at its wound – the light must be from King Xieluo’s power!”

By now, the Mountain Break Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry had already figured out the situation, but none of them chose to accept the truth.

After all these struggles, it was just a beast getting killed?!

Who could believe this, and who was willing to believe it?

“Looks like nobody wants to believe me!” King Xieluo grinned sheepishly, and he slowly drifted his gaze down to Fang Zhengzhi, who had stopped in mid air. “You little brat, I must say that move was really astounding, hmmm… You have earned your way to see my true self!”

“True self?”

“That was not true?”

“Impossible!”

An incredibly loud sound began ringing as a ray of golden light shone brightly in the sky, illuminating the dark horizon.

And at the same time…

A figure began emerging out from the golden light.

No massive structure, no sharp teeth and no bloody jaws, it was just an average looking body.

However, this figure created more pressure for everyone, as it looked more menacing in nature than the gigantic body.

With a slender looking body and perfect masculine figure, its scales were completely immersed in golden light, from head to tail.

There were four claws in total, with five toes each.

At the tip of its fingers, the fingernails were of crystal blue colour, resembling the pureness of the pastel blue sky.

At the top of its head, its pair of golden horns shone brightly in the light. Its long white hair remained rested on its back, and with its tail end coloured in red, it resembled raging bright red fire.

The golden shimmering eyes, looked as majestic and arrogant as ever.

What was even more stunning was the gold crystal pearl in the middle of its two horns. It was transparent and crystal clear, just like the eyes.

Strikes of lightning flashed within the golden pearl.

Chapter 598: The Explosion of a Secret Weapon

Robust, demon-like – these two completely opposite traits concentrated on the body of King Xieluo.

Demon…

This was the real demon!

“Now, I will let you have a taste of my real power!” King Xieluo’s mouth twitched a little as he showed his peculiar looking expression.

Then he made his move.

He dashed so quickly towards Yan Qianli.

“BOOM!” A golden light emerged through.

Sending Yan Qianli back rapidly, he went down to the ground uncontrollably. At last, there was a loud “peng” sound on the ground.

Too fast.

It was too fast. Nobody could see what had happened clearly.

“What’s going on?”

“How formidable can King Xieluo get? Yan Qianli is a sage, but yet he does not even have a fighting chance in front of the demon king?”

Nobody wanted to believe.

Nonetheless, that was a fact, an indisputable fact.

Without any hesitation, King Xieluo decided to sneak on his next move, flying at an uncontrollably high speed towards Fang Zhengzhi, and landed in front him in just a blink of an eye.

“…” Fang Zhengzhi looked up at King Xieluo, eyes wide in shock.

King Xieluo stared back at Fang Zhengzhi.

At that instant, Fang Zhengzhi looked into his eyes and felt the aura, the confidence, the complete boldness in King Xieluo.

“Die!” King Xieluo said out ruthlessly, his pointy blueclaws slashing through the black dress that Fang Zhengzhi was wearing, into his chest, forcing his way inside.

Just imagine…

The blueclaws could almost effortlessly pierce through Fang Zhengzhi’s chest.

But the reality was, it did not.

A high pitched frictional sound echoed throughout the night. The Heart Protection Mirror slowly showed itself, and on the mirror, there was a squarish looking black stone attached on it.

This unpredictable misfortune caused King Xieluo to have a slight change in expression. It could actually survive my mighty claw? What was that?

There was a slight doubt on King Xieluo’s face, but the helpless Fang Zhengzhi had already used the opportunity to spring away from the attacks. While the claw had missed his heart, the blow was too intense for him to handle.

“Hong!” a sharp pain pierced right through his chest area. Thereafter, Fang Zhengzhi felt a strange and immense strength injecting into his body. It rushed in as strong and fast like a wild horse racing.

It made his body travel down uncontrollably in the speed of a lightning.

However, just as his body was going to crash on the ground, Fang Zhengzhi managed to slow down to a halt, forcefully stopping his body in mid air.

“Looks like this battle had depleted most of your power!” Fang Zhengzhi mouthed out as blood trickled down beside his lips. But, he tried to fight through it, pushing his lips to flash his best smile.

“Oh, is that so?” King Xieluo’s body suddenly blinked and appeared beside Fang Zhengzhi once again, extending his rear claw towards the direction of Fang Zhengzhi.

“Boom!”

This time round, it had completely caught him off guard. Fang Zhengzhi went crashing down to the ground level, sending cracks and flying stones everywhere, burying his whole body.

That happened too quickly.

From the reappearance of King Xieluo, to Yan Qianli and Fang Zhengzhi crashing down on the ground, seemed as though everything happened in a flash.

Especially the double blow from King Xieluo to Fang Zhengzhi.

From the outside, it almost seemed like these two attacks happened continuously, without a single pause in the middle.

“How is it this time round?” King Xieluo grinned, waiting for an answer from Fang Zhengzhi, which obviously came to no avail as there was no reply from him.

“Are you faking your death again?” King Xieluo budged, his back claw began slashing vigorously on the ground towards the direction where Fang Zhengzhi is lying on.

“CRASSH!” A loud sound vibrated in the air.

Next, Fang Zhengzhi’s body was carried away by King Xieluo, but Fang Zhengzhi’s eyes remained shut, with blood oozing out profusely from the edge of his mouth.

“Fang Zhengzhi!” Just at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of King Xieluo.

A cool air began swelling up in the atmosphere concurrently.

“Hmmph, your old Lord could not even defeat me, what can a little one do to me?” King Xieluo peered at Yan Xiu who tried to rush in front of him, giving him a look of disdain.

That demonic look indeed brought a sense of insecurity.

“HONG!” Yan Xiu’s body has been kicked out.

As his body was kicked away, momentarily, another black figure landed in front of King Xieluo. A pair of cold daggers flew towards King Xieluo’s throat.

“Scram!” King Xieluo hissed, whipping his claw towards the black figure. A sound of bones splitting could be heard, followed by the figure crashing onto the ground.

“Southern Region King!”

“Young Master Yan Xiu!”

The Mountain Broken Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry witnessed the whole situation, and they looked devastated. All these were just too strong, if the level of power that King Xieluo had previously was like that of a mountain.

Then the power of King Xieluo now, would be that of an ocean, a depthless ocean.

A human, could attempt to overcome the tall mountain, but he could never reached the deepest areas of the deep sea, because that was where hell was, a death hell.

“HAHAHA…”King Xieluo’s burst out with laughter, of arrogance and hysteria, “Bring it on, come and receive your death, Fang Zhengzhi, I would like to see how many people are willing to die because of you?”

“There’s still me!” Yan Qianli replied immediately, and a ray of right light began shining in front of King Xieluo.

Multiple bloody red sharp daggers began piercing towards King Xieluo’s head.

But…

King Xieluo had predicted that move.

“Ha Ha!” He leaped away just as Yan Qianli arrived, and he carried Fang Zhengzhi to mid air, giving him an eye, “I dont have the habit of taking people’s stuff, I will treasure the opportunity to kill you!”

No more hesitation.

He sunk his blue nails into Fang Zhengzhi’s chest, and a loud crashing sound echoed through the air again, creating a sharp frictional noise.

“Huh? It’s not broken yet?” King Xieluo was stunned for a moment. If the object didn’t break at the first blow, it should be called an artifact, but if it still remained intact the second time, it should be considered as a treasure.

He had no intention in dragging Fang Zhengzhi’s death any longer, much less letting go of him.

Yet, he was still glancing at the Heart Protection Mirror from time to time, frowning as he continued to observe the squarish stone on it.

There were many other ways to kill Fang Zhengzhi.

Although the most fatal move would be through the heart, bringing immediate death.

As a Demon King, King Xieluo was aware of this important point, he did not think of letting Fang Zhengzhi survive this, therefore the only solution would still be using the most fatal move.

Just as he was observing the Heart Protection Mirror, a strange feeling began rushing inside his heart, it felt as if countless thin wires were trying to bind him up, or maybe…

It had already trapped his body, and he was being trapped in a space that he could not even move at all.

“Huh?!” King Xieluo’s expression had a drastic change. He tried to step back, but his body failed to act on his command. Then, he saw a pair of eyes.

A pair of crystal clear eyes.

That pair of eyes slowly opened, quietly looking at himself.

Then…

A stinging white ray of light shone through it.

Then, King Xieluo felt something in his eyes. It was like a tiny granular particle, but it made him suffer from excruciating pain.

“AHHH!!!” King Xieluo roared, the bright golden light emerged from his body, diffusing at all directions.

…

That was all too shocking.

A scene nobody would have thought of.

Everyone turned and looked at King Xieluo’s body. It seemed like he got attacked, but how did he get attacked, and what did he suffer from…..

No one seemed to understand the situation.

Even so, there was something everyone was certain of, King Xieluo appeared to be in excruciating pain.

Fang Zhengzhi had already slipped out of King Xieluo’s grip and flew away, like a leaf blown by the strong wind, swaying in the air.

Certainly…

Everyone could tell that Fang Zhengzhi did not want to be blown away.

That was because while he was flying around, he had already pulled out his Traceless Sword, travelling at lightning speed towards the golden pearl on King Xieluo’s forehead.

Unfortunately, before he could reach the pearl, Fang Zhengzhi and his sword had already been suppressed by the golden light, dangling and swaying around in the sky.

“A sneak attack?!”

“What’s going on with the white light?”

“I have heard about the white light, but the white light that Fang Zhengzhi had been using can pierce through the eye. Even the demon king cannot defend against it?”

Due to the separated distance, the Mountain Broken Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry did not suffer from the strong white light, although they were still unsure about what happened just now.

But there was something they were aware of.

And that would be the sneak attack from Fang Zhengzhi.

…

Fang Zhengzhi hated being humiliated by King Xieluo’s punches, and those punches almost caused him to go into a coma.

It was almost successful…

But being pushed off just by a golden light?

He was definitely not willing to accept that!

Such a secret weapon, while not one with huge area destruction, was capable of massacring all living things, with just a blink of an eye.

However, the thing that Fang Zhengzhi sprinkled on King Xieluo was not any usual stone powder, nor any loess that could be found anywhere.

It was a true authentic treasure!

Fang Zhengzhi did not know the name for it, although he knew that it might look like a normal powder, colourless and odourless in nature. But even if a sage tried to mix it up with tea and drink, he would never recover until 35 years later.

Such a valuable asset, Fang Zhengzhi could never have conjured it, obviously.

Hmmm…..

To be exact, he stole that powder.

Honestly, Tianxu Saint had boasted about that powder in front of him, claiming that even a grain of that powder was worth thousands of gold. It was fatal too, thus it was a precious treasure, second to none.

Fang Zhengzhi then tried to hide in Tianxu Saint’s room for 3 months until his hard work finally paid off, when he managed to steal the powder.

He hasn’t been willing to use it.

Until today, he generously distributed all the powder that he had, and did not even keep a single grain of powder.

After that hit, he did not charge up the sky. Instead, with just a slight movement, he rushed towards King Xieluo, hand grabbing the Traceless Sword, and let out a strange and bright purplish light along the way, leaving a long trail in the air.

“Standstill!” Fang Zhengzhi’s attack seemed pretty slow in motion. But in fact, it was not slow at all, it was all in a swift motion.

Indeed, it was like the Nangong Nobles’ Dragon Combat Plan.

Fang Zhengzhi was certainly using the Dragon Combat Plan, not because of how majestic and powerful it was, but plainly because of how silent it was.

Closer, closer….

As he was about to approach King Xieluo, he couldn’t help but feel excited. This excitement was overwhelming in his chest.

He grabbed tightly on his sword, as he was certain that it would be the last chance. At least, he knew that he had given his best.

“DING!” A loud crunch filled the air.

At this moment, the whole earth paused and became silent, and there was only one scene happening in front of them. Fang Zhengzhi had stabbed into King Xieluo’s forehead.

Time, seemed to stop at that moment. Relentless storm, came crashing down from above.

“Has he stabbed it?!”

“Really stabbed it?!”

Countless voices seemed to be lingering in their hearts, but no one spoke up. They merely gazed quietly in the horizon, staring at the shiny bright purple tip of the sword.

“Bong!” Strong and vigorous waves began coming out from the tip of the sword.

Golden shimmers came shooting out, like multiple swords aiming at all directions.

“Slash!”

“Slash!”

The golden swords seemed to blend in with the storm, piercing through Fang Zhengzhi’s arm, thighs as blood began to spurt out, showcasing his brillance in the sky.

At this moment, he saw a figure, a figure fully covered with golden scales, its two golden horns shining as brightly as ever.

More importantly…

His eyes.

The eyes were filled with rays of golden light, blood trickling down from the corners of his eyes, dripping out and down the golden scales.

Ruthless aura were disseminating from the silhouette.

“AHHHHH!!” An angry voice bellowed out, and two golden horns started charging towards Fang Zhengzhi’s throat and heart, ” Die… DIE!”

“Am I going to die?” Fang Zhengzhi’s eyes stared at the golden horns coming towards him. He could feel the strong aura coming out from the golden horns, “Looks like I really have to miss this meeting!”

He did not shut his eyes, because before he died, he wanted to catch a glimpse of the woman who was shouting his mother’s name.

“Mother…”

It had always been something he wanted to say in his heart, be it alive or dead.

“Ping Yang, I’m sorry I couldn’t avenge you….Huh? Where is that girl? Did someone take her body away?” Fang Zhengzhi looked down with sorrow but was shocked to find out that Ping Yang ‘s body had gone missing.

Where did it go?

His eyes began opening wide as he thought about it, as the two golden horns that was chasing him earlier came to a halt.