This was also why, even though Ji Andu had joined the Zhengqi League, everyone in the league, except Song Yuanyi, including elders like Sikong Yuanjia and Ouyang Changheng, was extremely wary of Ji Andu. This was because the reputation of this evil art was too great, too terrifying.
At Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu's level of cultivation, he didn't even need to touch his opponent. Even from several dozen zhang away, he could suck out the blood and energy in his opponent's body, transforming it into a bloody mist that flowed into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, becoming nourishment for him to replenish his Stellar Energy and increase his cultivation.
Moreover, this evil art was known as the world's number one group battle technique. The more people there were, the more power it could display.
In the martial arts world, assassinations had been launched more than once to kill Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu. Each time, a large number of martial arts experts would be gathered, but in the end, they would be slaughtered by Zhang Wenfu again and again. The more people there were, the stronger he became.
It was as if he would never tire, and as if he would never run out of Stellar Energy. No matter how long the battle went on, Zhang Wenfu could absorb enough energy from his enemies to make up for it.
On this side, even a titan like the Lord of the Zhengqi League, Song Yuanyi, and even a supreme technique like the Eternal Spring Stellar Energy, which had a long endurance and could repel an opponent, found it hard to resist. There were countless people in the martial arts world who wanted to kill Zhang Wenfu, but none of them had ever succeeded, not even Song Yuanyi.
"Hualala!"
The crowd retreated like the tide, as if they were avoiding the plague. In the blink of an eye, a large space had been created around Wang Chong, Song Yuanyi, and the Black Yin Ancestor. Even the disciples of the Zhengqi League and Five Ancestor Alliance felt their hearts thumping in fear. As they stared at the distant Wang Chong, their faces paled and they began to retreat.
"Release me!"
Song Youran still did not want to leave, but Ouyang Changheng grabbed her arm.
"Youran, now is not the time to be willful. That kid was that person's disciple, and no one could save him now. Moreover, the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was notorious and extremely frightening. It's too dangerous for you to stay here. Just the activation of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was enough to kill him. Even I can't bear it, let alone you. "
Ouyang Changheng said solemnly.
"Elder …"
Song Youran was taken aback by these words. Turning to Wang Chong with a complicated expression, she finally allowed Ouyang Changheng to take her away from the battlefield.
…
"He's really powerful! Anyone who can look down on the world and reach the peak of Great General truly isn't easy to deal with! "
On the other side, in the center of the battlefield, Wang Chong looked at the four giants who had their faces as dark as water. Their powerful auras locked onto him from afar, and his eyes flickered. The Black Yin Ancestor's martial arts were sinister and treacherous, and Song Yuanyi's Eternal Spring Mantra was like an endless tide that reflected thirty percent of his strength back at him. As for the Myriad Ghost Ancestor and Xie Guangting, neither of them was easy to deal with.
Wang Chong was also an expert who had fought on the battlefield, but these four titans were even stronger and more skilled in one-on-one combat.
Alas, my Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art has gone berserk. Every time I use it, my injuries worsen. Otherwise, I really would have been able to use this once-in-a-lifetime chance to hone my skills and fight with them.
Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
Fighting on the battlefield was completely different from fighting in the martial arts world. In one-on-one combat, the people of the martial arts world licked blood from the edge of their blades every day, making them far more skilled. Alas, the people of the martial arts world were independent and did not like to be restrained, so they had never been willing to be used by the Imperial Court.
This was something that no one could change.
"Alliance Lord Song, Black Yin Ancestor, the two of you are quite bold. You clearly know that I am the Young Marquis of the Imperial Court, the newly conferred King of Foreign Lands, and yet you still dare to try to kill me?! "
Wang Chong composed himself, raised his head to look at Song Yuanyi and the Black Yin Ancestor, and smiled. At that moment, an enormous commander's aura erupted from his body, one that was not one bit inferior to that of Song Yuanyi and the others.
Although Wang Chong was only seventeen or eighteen, he had spent many years on the battlefield devising strategies and commanding armies, and he had the bearing of a great general who looked down on the world. Not even Song Yuanyi and the others could compare. As this aura erupted, Wang Chong's body underwent a heaven-toppling transformation. From an unremarkable martial artist, he had grown into an existence that could stand on equal footing with Song Yuanyi and the others.
Even the Myriad Ghost Ancestor and Xie Guangting couldn't help but widen their eyes at this sight.
"This Zhang Wenfu … I truly underestimated him!"
Everyone had originally believed that it had been quite difficult for Zhang Wenfu to survive all these years, and that returning to his original cultivation was already his limit. This was his new disciple, and no matter how strong he was, there was a limit to his strength. At most, he would be on the same level as Ji Andu.
Who could have imagined that his final disciple would be so terrifying?
"Haha, kid! Since you've offended us, just accept your fate! Whether you're a King or a Marquis in the Imperial Court, you're useless here. This ancestor doesn't care who you are. Once you fall into our hands, I'll kill you like a chicken or a dog, without the slightest hesitation. "
The Black Yin Ancestor sinisterly chuckled as he continued to approach.
"In addition, kid, don't even think about running away. Today, the four of us are here. If you still manage to escape, then in the future, all four of our names will be written upside down! "
"You're so young, but you have such a high cultivation level. Moreover, you've cultivated the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art to this level. Just like your master, you've committed countless sins and absorbed the energy of countless people. It's already unpardonable for you to become a disciple of Zhang Wenfu, but you're still so cruel and bloodthirsty. No matter what, I can't let you live. If I don't execute you now, who knows how many more sins you'll commit in the future! "
Song Yuanyi's robe swayed in the wind, his face cold and emotionless.
"Like master, like disciple. Just accept your fate!"
Xie Guangting's expression was cold as he spoke.
"This person will find it very difficult to leave alive!"
In the distance, Young Master Qingyang looked at Wang Chong's back and suddenly said. While everyone else was madly fleeing, Young Master Qingyang stood like a rock, his body motionless.
"Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Black Yin Ancestor, and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor — these four titans of the martial arts world — have yet to strike, not because they want to waste words with him, but because they want to prevent him from escaping! The four of them have already made up their minds to keep him here forever! "
"Buzz!"
The guard was startled by Young Master Qingyang's words, and he turned to look at the guard. This time, he saw that Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Black Yin Ancestor, and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor were spread out in four different directions, forming a cage around Wang Chong.
This was like an iron cage. As long as Wang Chong took to the air and tried to escape, the four of them would be able to push him back down to the ground.
Since ancient times, righteous and evil had always been at odds, and there had never been a time when the Zhengqi League and the Five Ancestor Alliance did not fight. Song Yuanyi and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor would also fight whenever they met. The two sides were like fire and water, unable to get along. The last time these irreconcilable titans had worked together was when they had plotted against Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu.
If they had not been determined to get rid of Wang Chong, the two sides would never have worked together again.
"Young Master …"
The guard turned his head and glanced at Young Master Qingyang, apparently sensing something and feeling a little worried.
Young Master Qingyang faintly smiled and offered no explanation.
For some reason, even though that person had impersonated him and almost died because of him, even though he was that person's disciple, Young Master Qingyang could not feel any hatred for him. On the contrary, he felt a little admiration.
When someone was around the same level as you, just a little stronger, you would envy them. But if he was so strong that he was miles ahead of you, your jealousy would vanish, and all that would be left would be admiration from the bottom of your heart!
Not only had Wang Chong's comprehension of the martial path surpassed his own, even Wang Chong's martial arts were beyond his imagination. Although Young Master Qingyang was proud and conceited, even in his normal condition, he had to admit that he would never have been able to reach Wang Chong's level of cultivation at the age of seventeen or eighteen, able to take on the attacks of the Black Yin Ancestor and Song Yuanyi in a head-on confrontation.
Putting aside everything else, this was enough for him to be proud of.
Wang Chong had no idea what Young Master Qingyang was thinking. His mind was completely focused on the four titans of the righteous and evil sects, and even though he was in danger, he showed no fear.
"Black Yin Ancestor, Alliance Lord Song, privately attacking an official of the Imperial Court is punishable by death. I know that your martial arts are formidable and that you can do whatever you want in the martial arts world, but your Zhengqi League and Five Ancestor Alliance must have a stronghold, right? The Imperial Court has never involved itself in the matters of the martial arts world, but that doesn't mean that it has no way of dealing with the sects. Believe it or not, based on your actions today, this king can mobilize an army with a single order and wipe out all the bandits of the martial arts world. No matter how strong the Zhengqi League and Five Ancestor Alliance are, can they stop the army of the Imperial Court? "
Wang Chong waved his sleeve and indifferently said, his expression exuding an oppressive majesty and bearing.
Wang Chong had calmly and confidently commanded his troops on the battlefield, slaughtering more than one million Arabs. As the highest commander of the army, he had always been a man of his word. This sort of bearing was equally effective in front of titans of the martial arts world like Song Yuanyi and the Black Yin Ancestor.
Before Song Yuanyi could say anything, Black Yin Ancestor Luo Qiyin couldn't help but narrow his eyes and grimace.
The sects and the Imperial Court were two different worlds, and the two sides had always minded their own business. If an official of the Imperial Court angered a member of the sects, the martial artists of the sects would come and go, acting alone and killing off the Imperial Court official. Not even the authorities would be able to apprehend them.
Author's Note: What does everyone do when they're relaxing?
Recently, I've learned that many authors form groups with their fans to play games, and some even do livestreams to interact with readers.
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