159: Chapter 11 What Stele Do You Bear_1 159: Chapter 11 What Stele Do You Bear_1 Jiang Wang did not speak, nor did he turn around.
Before, in City 27, Zhao Cang had seed too all-encompassing, too magnanimous, and too wise.
Could such a wise person be unaware of his own son’s actions?
Yet Zhao Che had still grown into what he was now.
Thus, Jiang Wang perceived Zhao Cang’s intent to kill.
He hoped it was just an illusion, and he was willing to believe in the warm and positive side of the world.
Even if almost all the people who had ward and encouraged him…
were now all dead.
But the mont he saw Yin Guan, he understood that he was just bait.
Perhaps Yin Guancang hid too well, or perhaps the divinations failed.
In any case, Upper City had not been able to find Yin Guan.
Zhao Cang had intentionally flaunted his rit in public so as to attract Yin Guan’s attention.
Using himself, a passerby who had made contributions to You Nation, to lure Yin Guan into the trap.
All the invitations to join Upper City, all the gifts of longevity pills, were just to let down his guard.
It was to dispel his caution as well as the hidden, potential caution of Yin Guan.
If even Fang Pengju would kill him, if even Dong Ah would deceive him, it wasn’t strange for Zhao Cang, the State Preceptor of You Nation, to use him as bait.
But indeed, he felt angry.
Is it that doing good deeds should invite calamity?
Is it that there is no retribution for good and evil, and the universe plays favorites?
…
Behind Jiang Wang,
Yin Guan and Zheng Chaoyang collided with a thunderous impact!
One was a young cultivator not yet twenty years old, a candidate for the cultivators of You Nation’s Upper City.
The other was a legendary commander of You Nation’s Negative Stele Army, renowned and formidable for many years.
One had an average stature, with fluttering sleeves.
The other was bare-chested, powerful, and majestic.
Even their hands offered a stark contrast.
One hand was like floating fluff, the other fist was like a mountain.
And when they clashed, they actually stalled for a mont.
Then they parted, and both were repelled.
Yin Guan was forced back several ters, while Zheng Chaoyang took seven steps back.
It was a draw!
Zheng Chaoyang was incredulously surprised.
He dared not claim to have fought everywhere, but in You Nation’s territory, he truly was an undisputed top fighter, amongst the strongest.
Having co through countless battles, in all of You Nation, aside from the State Preceptor Zhao Cang, he could find no other match.
Now before him, this re City Lord from the lower town, a young man not even twenty years old who had never cultivated in Upper City, actually stood on equal footing with him?
Could this be…
a true genius?
Even as stern and tough as he was, he couldn’t help but be montarily dazed at this mont.
Then darkness covered the sky, and black smoke enveloped like a cage.
That was the Power of Curse, Resentnt Qi, despair, pain.
It was negativity, struggle, everything dark amalgamated.
Terribly fierce Evil Qi erupted violently.
Yin Guan’s eyes began to glow green, his hair stretched and fell to the ground.
“Nothing but filthy Fa n, tactics of the crooked path!”
Zheng Chaoyang punched out, his Blood and Qi Power bursting forth.
Blood and Qi rose like beacon smoke, colliding with the dark clouds.
With a punch and a step, the aura of slaughter cut through the air, turning into long spears, sharp spears, and pointed swords…
overwhelming the sky.
The art of killing of Soldier Ho.
Destroying cities into ruins, condensing Soldier Slayer into weapons!
Cutting through the dark Resentnt Qi, separating bitterness and curses.
“There are no crooked path tactics, only people of the crooked path!” Yin Guan did not flinch: “I’d actually like to learn so righteous Fa n, but Upper City is full of diocrity huddling for warmth.
Can a genius like fit in there?”
Zheng Chaoyang couldn’t answer.
Because a genius of Yin Guan’s caliber would undoubtedly be the top pick among the City Lords of the lower town, capable of pleasing the Sacred Beast of the nation.
This was also why Su Quan “accidentally” revealed his innate talent, as pleasing to such an extent would suffice to grant Su Quan substantial benefits from Upper City.
Moving his entire family into Upper City would be no issue.
Zheng Chaoyang couldn’t answer, but his fists and feet must respond.
Blood and Qi dispel Evil, Soldier Slayer drives away Resentnt Qi.
The entire sky was split, with one half dark clouds and the other half crimson smoke.
His Blood and Qi Power was as tangible, entwined in every punch and kick.
He advanced step by step, each step following a punch, gradually closing in on his opponent.
He never liked to worry too much about the trivial matters beyond the battlefield.
Zhao Cang told him that coming here might allow him to catch Yin Guan, the traitor plotting to overthrow the nation, so he ca.
Zhao Cang had to stay in the city to oversee it, firstly to look after the Upper City, to guide the sacred beast that protected the nation whenever necessary, and secondly to guard against the possibility that Yin Guan was still in the city or had other backup plans.
Considering the thods Yin Guan used to escape the Upper City and provoke the sacred beast’s ferociousness, only he could take this on with a nine out of ten chance of success.
He always trusted Zhao Cang’s judgnt, so he didn’t hesitate when he ca.
But Yin Guan was stronger than he had anticipated!
This even transcended his concept of a genius.
Based on the current battle assessnt, if he were to fully explode with all his might, risking his life, maybe he could still capture Yin Guan.
But was that the right thing to do?
For the first ti, he began to doubt his own fists.
As his fists wavered, Yin Guan’s attacks beca even more fierce.
“The lands are at peace, boasting the stele of ritorious deeds under one’s control!
And you?
Zheng Chaoyang, what kind of stele are you carrying?”
Zheng Chaoyang couldn’t answer.
He just couldn’t.
The imnse turtle beast with the bloodline of the overlords, at its full power, had the combat strength close to that of a Grade-2 Dongzhen realm.
It was the strongest combat force of You Nation.
Throughout history, it had repeatedly rescued You Nation from the brink of annihilation.
That was why it beca the nation’s sacred beast.
But he also clearly understood what the “nation’s sacred beast” needed.
As the commander of the Negative Stele Army and the top person in You Nation’s military,
the matter of feeding genius cultivators to the nation’s sacred beast couldn’t possibly escape his attention.
He too had doubted and wavered.
But once the sacred beast left, could he, Zheng Chaoyang, defend the lands of You Nation?
He could not.
He was willing to die in battle for You Nation.
Yet even in death, he couldn’t defend it.
After all, he was only at the peak of the Grade-4 Outer Building realm, having been blocked before reaching the God Descending Realm for decades.
The State Preceptor Zhao Cang, with the help of the Upper City Formation, could unleash the God-Cos Power Level.
But just one God Descending combat power wasn’t enough to protect a nation’s land in an age of great strife.
Sacrificing one person every half a year saved the entire You Nation; wasn’t that worth it?
That’s why he beca less and less willing to deal with mundane affairs.
He focused more and more on military matters and cultivation – yet wasn’t this also a form of evasion?
He couldn’t answer Yin Guan’s question.
After all, he was only skilled in combat.
So fight!
Fists and palms clashed, the power of Blood and Qi against the Power of Curse.
Clashing thousands of tis in a single breath.
Zheng Chaoyang stayed silent, as steadfast as a mountain.
The green light in Yin Guan’s eyes intensified, almost completely transforming into the eyes of a wild beast, his hair touching the ground and dancing chaotically, like sothing demonic or bizarre.
No one knew where he had learned such vile and evil arts.
And no one knew what this child… had been through.
Boom!
An intense clash ca to an end.
The two of them separated once again.
Just as he was about to be completely overtaken by the green light, Yin Guan suddenly closed his eyes.
When he reopened them, his eyes had returned to normal, and his hair had settled down.
He was certain he couldn’t kill Zheng Chaoyang at the mont.
But it was enough.
He no longer lingered for battle, imdiately turning around to fly away.
Leaving behind only a voice, wrapped with evil power, rolling across the vast distance and exploding above the skies of the twenty-seven cities of the Lower and Upper City!
“One day I will return, to take down your stele and twist off your head!”
Everyone who heard this voice in either the Upper or Lower City was terrified.
They all knew that Zheng Chaoyang had personally taken action to pursue Yin Guan, yet even Zheng Chaoyang hadn’t been able to kill this fiend!
…
Zheng Chaoyang silently reined in his blood energy, watching the direction of Yin Guan’s swift departure.
Yet Yin Guan never looked back, not sparing a single glance at the twenty-seven cities.
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