No one could have expected that a straggler from the Chen Clan's internal strife would not only avoid a tragic death in the outside world but would also rise by his own strength to beco a powerhouse in the Martial Departnt.
Even though he had stepped down, his personal combat strength remained terrifyingly formidable.
If he were allowed to continue developing, stepping into the sacred realm was a certainty, and the possibility of transcending its constraints was exceedingly high.
According to so, once soone steps into that realm, it would unleash a bloodbath, an unprecedented disaster. The four great royal families—who have stood at the pinnacle for countless years, controlling the fates of all living things—would be the first to bear the brunt.
This was similar to Chen Yang's past situation with the Martial Association. It was a matter of "you or ." In such a scenario, one side must inevitably perish.
Seeing Chen Jinnan remain silent, Chen Lirong continued, "No matter what happened in the past, you, Chen Jinnan, are ultimately a mber of the Chen Family. While you enjoy the endless resources and glory brought by our Chen Clan's royal lineage, do you also intend to undermine the very foundation of the Chen Family?"
"So..." Chen Lirong suddenly pointed at Chen Yang, his eyes blazing. "He is the sa! Therefore, he must die!"
"Shut up!" Chen Jinnan squinted and said coldly, "I am , and my son is my son. He has never spent a single day in the Chen Family. What right do you have to demand his sacrifice?"
"If he doesn't die now, he will eventually be hunted down and killed by the other three great royal families anyway," Chen Lirong said with a cold laugh.
"You needn't worry about that." A cold glint flashed in Chen Jinnan's somber eyes, but just as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up toward the distant horizon.
A faint figure appeared, carrying a pitch-black ice coffin on his shoulder. With each step, he traversed the void, causing the entire world to freeze and turn bitterly cold.
In just a few breaths, a black storm swirled over the field and landed with a thunderous crash amidst the howling winds. A pair of eerie eyes swept past Chen Jinnan before finally locking onto Chen Yang.
"And what if I say he must die?"
The muffled, cold voice, as vast and resounding as a rolling galaxy, suddenly shattered the void. The sound, like that of bronze bells and great drums, rippled out and caused the entire plaza to tremble.
"Is your Antarctic Royal Family not overstepping its bounds?" Chen Jinnan raised an eyebrow, his indifferent tone dripping with scorn and mockery.
「At the sa ti.」
The vast plaza erupted in an uproar.
"This... this old fellow, isn't he Elder Wu Xing from the Antarctic Royal Family?"
"That's right, it's Tang Renfeng! His arrival isn't surprising. The question is, why is he carrying a coffin?"
A buzz of discussion erupted. Dozens of people from the Antarctic Royal Family, from Tang Yunxing down to the minor lackeys, had all been slaughtered by Chen Yang. The arrival of another major figure was only to be expected.
But that coffin… It was utterly baffling.
Regardless, the conflict had clearly escalated to a new level. Even the true core leadership of a royal family had now intervened.
Suddenly, the entire venue beca so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
A stifling, cold aura erupted across the plaza.
Tang Renfeng's voice, cold to the extre, lingered in the air. "Heh. Is that any way to speak to ?"
That single question caused the vitality that had just subsided within Chen Jinnan to explode once more, and traces of blood began to seep from the pores all over his body.
Pill Dragon King, standing to the side, hurriedly tried to stop him. "Since you've already handed things over to Chen Yang, don't get involved. Your life is more important."
Chen Jinnan ignored him, his gaze growing ever colder.
THUD.
The pitch-black ice coffin landed heavily on the ground.
As the lid opened, a young man sat up straight inside. White vapor emanated from his body, and his eyelashes were coated in frost.
So it's him?
Chen Jinnan's expression changed slightly. This was indeed an old acquaintance.
In their generation, Chen Hua had been in a league of his own. Chen Jinnan and a few others, including the man now sitting up from the coffin, were in the second tier. However, the Demon Monarch Chen Hua was so astonishingly brilliant that he overshadowed his entire generation, leaving countless peers in his dust. Even the young prodigies of the other royal families lacked the courage to even face him.
Tang Zheng.
A surge of anger rose on Chen Jinnan's face, but his mouth twisted into a disdainful sneer. "Where are the rest of your royal family mbers?" he scoffed. "Do you really think you can scare anyone by trotting out this frozen relic?"
"In his ti, our Second Young Master, Tang Zheng, possessed True Dragon Qi and had the potential to break through to the sacred realm. But he had the misfortune of encountering that madman, Chen Hua. Left with no other choice, our Sovereign could only place him in cryo-stasis, allowing him to skip a generation. He is to awaken in this era, to let his brilliance illuminate all of Tianwu."
He possessed True Dragon Qi. His destiny was to illuminate Tianwu.
While there was certainly so embellishnt in those words, one could still discern the status Tang Zheng once held in the Antarctic Royal Family, especially in the eyes of the Sovereign. He was being cultivated with the full intention of reaching the sacred realm.
"And today, this very mont, is the perfect ti for him to awaken! Since your son is already dood, he might as well serve one final purpose: to act as a whetstone and help Young Master Tang Zheng ascend to the next level."
Tang Renfeng could not have been more direct, his dismissiveness imperiously chilling.
First, it was relatives by marriage. Then, core mbers. Now, a Young Master—the equivalent of a crown prince—had appeared. The outside world had guessed that today's battle of titans wouldn't end simply, but who could have foreseen the combatants' statuses would escalate to this degree?
The Second Elder, the Second Young Master…
Tsk tsk…
Upon learning the details of the situation and Tang Zheng's origins, many in the crowd buzzed with anticipation, while others erupted in an uproar.
"This fellow in the coffin must be almost fifty, right? It's shaless for him to compete with the current generation!"
"…"
"Don't even think about it!" Chen Jinnan roared. To think that a man I once defeated now wants to trample on my son and use him as a whetstone?
At that mont, footsteps approached.
Chen Jinnan turned his head to see Chen Yang patting his shoulder. "We'll only know who the whetstone is after a fight."
His tone was slow, yet it brimd with a soaring battle intent.
He had co so far on his journey, and it was rare to find a worthy opponent. As the saying goes, it is lonely at the summit; a good, hearty battle was more than welco.
Chen Jinnan opened his mouth to speak but hesitated, his face full of worry.
Chen Yang grinned, baring his teeth. "In my entire life, I have never lost."
Chen Jinnan nodded, saying no more.
That's right. Only a fight will reveal who is truly the whetstone.
BOOM!
With a muffled crack, the ice coffin shattered explosively. Amidst the scattering fragnts, Tang Zheng surged out like a prehistoric beast, his violent aura erupting wildly and perating every inch of the air.
The sound of frantic footsteps echoed as countless people instinctively scrambled back, staring agape with their throats tight.
WHOOSH.
Eyes covered in white frost snapped open. They were lifeless, yet shot out a piercingly cold gaze. His complexion was deathly pale, making him look like one of the living dead who had just crawled from a grave.
"Our Young Master Tang possesses True Dragon Qi!" Tang Renfeng's booming voice echoed slowly through the air. "After thirty years, he returns today to the mortal realm! All of you, watch closely and witness the supre grace of one who is destined by birth to enter the sacred realm!" As he spoke, those with ties to the Antarctic Royal Family all knelt, their expressions full of reverence.
"Chen Yang, they say you dominate your generation," Tang Renfeng pointed at him and said arrogantly. "Today, I expect you to use your full strength and properly fulfill your duty as a whetstone."
"I'm just afraid your so-called Young Master will end up being the whetstone for *my* son."
"…"
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