Meng Zhishou looked at Meng Zhitang in a daze, which meant to ask, 'What's going on?'
Meng Zhitang also looked back at Meng Zhishou in a daze, which meant, 'I don't know.'
"What should we do?" Meng Zhishou asked with his eyes.
"I don't know," Meng Zhitang replied with his eyes.
"He seems to have weakened," Meng Zhishou continued to say with his eyes.
"It seems so," Meng Zhitang also replied with his eyes.
"Should we chase after him?" Meng Zhishou continued to ask with his eyes.
Meng Zhitang closed his eyes.
His eyes cramped.
After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said fiercely, "I know what's going on."
"What's going on?" Meng Zhishou still wanted to ask with his eyes, but he realized that Meng Zhitang was not looking at him at all, so he could only ask loudly.
"He's an alchemy master, so he must've refined some kind of pill that can increase his cultivation base to that of a Ruler in a short time. Now that the pill's effect has passed, his power naturally dissipated. In other words, his real cultivation base is only in the Heaven Stage." The more Meng Zhishou spoke, the brighter his eyes became.
Swoosh!
Meng Zhishou had turned into an afterimage and rushed toward Yang Xuan.
Seeing Meng Zhishou rush out, Meng Zhishou did not hesitate anymore. He followed closely behind and flew toward the figure that was flying backward.
Intense pain attacked Yang Xuan's nerves like a tide. Blood kept gushing out, and even the wood spiritual Qi could not stop it in a short time.
Even so, Yang Xuan's face was full of smiles.
Without the support of the Six-Dimensional Armor, he was as insignificant as an ant in front of the 2 Rulers.
This was the truest comparison of power, and this was the portrayal of his cultivation base at the moment.
He could not withstand a single blow.
He wanted to laugh and laugh.
Looking at Meng Zhishou and Meng Zhishou who were flying over, the smile on Yang Xuan's face gradually became crazy.
It had been a long time since he was crazy.
At this moment, he wanted to be crazy.
"Come on!" He roared crazily. His body paused, and he stepped on a meteorite.
In the next moment, the meteorite instantly exploded, and Yang Xuan was like a cannonball that rushed out with flames in the sky.
The flames were burning, and the starry sky was burning.
Red, purple, and white flames completely erupted at this moment. With an indomitable momentum, they swept toward the 2 Rulers from all directions.
However, after a mere second, the flames in the sky disappeared.
As for Yang Xuan, his blood once again dyed the starry sky red.
"Hahahaha!"
Meng Zhishou, who was holding the Blade of Void and standing in the void, laughed loudly, his face full of disdain.
"So it's only Heaven Rank." He laughed wildly.
"As expected, he's not a true Emperor." Meng Zhitang's eyes lit up. The golden flywheel circled around him, ready to strike at any moment.
"I will tear him to shreds. Meng Zhishou's smile began to turn sinister.
… …
Human Domain.
Imperial Court!
Zhang Zhongyang's cloth shoes drooped as he quietly looked at the person behind the cage made of special metal.
Inside the cage, a person with disheveled hair sat cross-legged on the ground, not saying a word.
Zhang Zhong Yang was not in a hurry. He pulled a tattered chair out of nowhere and sat down on it.
Through the lights on the wall, dust flew in all directions.
A rotten smell was emitted from the dark walls. It was like rotten meat, and it was nauseating.
Nevertheless, Zhang Zhongyang did not seem to notice the smell at all. Instead, he was happy and content.
After an unknown period, a black figure slowly appeared behind him.
"Sir, His Majesty said that if there's no result, it's better to have no result."
Zhang Zhongyang was silent. After a long while, he suddenly sighed and said slowly, "Go and tell His Majesty to slow down."
The black shadow disappeared, and the gloomy prison once again fell into that kind of crazy silence.
After an unknown period of time, Zhang Zhongyang said slowly, "A person should be righteous."
His words were inexplicable, and they came out of nowhere. No one knew who he was talking to.
Who knew, a low voice was heard in this dark space.
"Righteous? Then tell me, what is righteous? "
"The rise and fall of the human race should be righteous. The safety of the country should be righteous." Zhang Zhongyang said word by word.
"Tsk, that's all bullshit." The person in the prison slowly raised his head, revealing an extremely pale face, "Righteous? Righteous is just an excuse you use to hide your sins. Righteous is just a fig leaf that you use to wash away your filth. What is righteous? Then tell me, what is righteous? "
"Righteousness is life, the life of the entire human race. As a member of the human race, you should be the life of the human race." Zhang Zhongyang was still calm.
"Human race? Hehe. "The man in the prison chuckled in a low voice," Are human beings still human beings? "
"Why not?" Zhang Zhongyang asked.
"Then, can you tell me what kind of person is that person sitting in the Imperial Dynasty?" The person in the jail mocked.
Zhang Zhongyang kept silent.
Silence again.
After a while, he sighed, "Some things have to be done. For the human race, it is righteous."
"Tsk, I just said that righteousness is just a fig leaf. As expected, you are using it to cover up your shame."
Zhang Zhongyang slowly stood up. A clear butt print was left on the dusty chair.
He patted the dirt off his butt and said slowly, "No matter what you say now, you can't change the facts. Why do you have to argue?"
After pausing, he continued, "Why don't you just say it so that a bright pearl won't be covered in dust."
"Tsk, dream on." The person in the prison laughed coldly, "Even if I die, I won't say it."
Zhang Zhongyang walked over and patted his clothes, "It's up to you if you don't want to say it. I recently found an interesting young man. Do you want to hear about him?"
"A young man that you are interested in is probably a jackal of the same tribe." The person said coldly.
"Not really." Zhang Zhongyang smiled, "This person reached peak Heaven Realm with his cultivation and is less than 100 years old. His talent …"
Zhang Zhong Yang didn't finish his words. He just watched with a smile.
The person was stunned, then he laughed coldly, "Less than 100 years old and reached peak Heaven Realm with his cultivation? Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? "
Zhang Zhongyang didn't even bother to explain. He just smiled and said, "How about it? Do you want to meet him? "
The person was stunned again. He looked at Zhang Zhongyang and hesitated, "Really?"
Zhang Zhongyang nodded, "You know me. I always say what I want to say. It's true. I came here a few days ago to meet His Majesty."
"What for?" The person asked.
"According to a secret report, Mingye Yesi from the Demigod Race captured his woman and forced him to ask for the Godslayer from His Majesty. However, Mingye Yesi's request for the Godslayer was fake. His real purpose was to spy on His Majesty. However, they didn't know that the so-called Godslayer wasn't a weapon at all. It was you," Zhang Zhongyang said with a smile.
The person in the prison seemed to laugh, but it also seemed like he didn't. He said coldly, "How did that thing reply to him?"
"He didn't mention it at all. He just asked for some money and a planet and left." Zhang Zhongyang shook his head.
"Why?" The person in the prison was stunned.
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