Chapter 139

"Our clan's young master Wang Teng possesses extraordinary talent; from childhood he received the inheritance of a Great Emperor, making him a true heaven-chosen son, not something a Divine Body Dao Embryo can compare to."

"An elder of the Wang family, also wearing a self-satisfied expression, stroked his white beard and kept nodding."

"After they finished speaking, many people frowned, remained silent, and for a moment no one dared to speak."

"\"Brother Wang, the duel hasn't even started yet; it's best not to speak so boastfully. \""

"The Holy Master of Yaoguang broke the silence, furrowing his brows slightly as if deep in thought."

"\"Wait until you've seen the Divine Body Dao Embryo before saying that; it's not too late. \""

"The Ji family spoke in this manner, not giving Wang Chengkun much face; given his status, there was no need to be overly polite."

"Although they are all ancient aristocratic families, there are still differences in strength."

"Without even mentioning that the Ji family has inherited countless more years than the Wang family, merely possessing a complete imperial weapon dooms the Wang family to being unable to stand shoulder to shoulder with them!"

"\"That's reasonable; I advise Brother Wang to speak more politely to avoid unnecessary trouble. \""

"After the Holy Master of Dayan finished speaking, he casually leaned away, not wanting to be involved."

"Who in the Eastern Wasteland doesn't know Yaochi's attitude toward Yang Zhu?"

"The Yin-Yang Sect merely had the idea of dealing with Yang Zhu, but soon Yaochi swept them away with imperial weapons, wiping out a major Central Plains sect in an instant—a living example."

"\"Arrogant and unaware of death. \""

"The Peacock King and the Scarlet Dragon Daoist arrived, glanced at Wang Chengkun, feeling utter contempt and having no goodwill toward him whatsoever."

"As mighty demon clan experts, they had roamed the Eastern Wasteland for hundreds of years, unbound by any forces, free to go anywhere in the world, thus they felt no fear at all."

"\"... \""

"Wang Chengkun looked as if he had swallowed something unpleasant, his face grim, and for a moment he could not speak."

"Although the Wang family is strong, they have not yet reached the point of daring to turn against the Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland, for those others truly hold extreme imperial weapons in their hands."

"\"Jiang Tai Xu, the Divine King, has arrived! \""

"Someone shouted, and everyone looked over to see the Divine King, who had been missing for a long time, reappear in everyone's sight."

"Junior Jiang Yi Fei, paying respects to the ancestor!"

"Jiang Yi Fei hurried down from the Golden Lion's Roar, quickly stepped forward, and performed a most respectful salute."

"\"Hmm, rise! \""

"The white-clad Divine King's eyes were deep; looking at this junior, he nodded in satisfaction and helped him up."

"He came today naturally to meet Yang Zhu, to see the person who saved his life."

"Last time, Yang Zhu repaired the Dao injuries of Ye Fan in Divine City; upon hearing the news, he rushed back the next day, but unfortunately his wish was not fulfilled."

"\"Why hasn't the Divine Body Dao Embryo arrived yet? I can barely wait! \""

"Nowadays, the younger generation and the older strong experts have nearly all gathered; people's hearts grow increasingly restless, their eyes full of anticipation, scanning everywhere, all hoping to catch a trace of Yang Zhu."

"\"Hey, who do you think is stronger? \""

"\"Hard to say… I think the Divine Body Dao Embryo, after all, it's too stunning. \""

"People were whispering to each other, discussing in low voices."

"\"Once I slay him, no one will be able to shake my title as the Northern Emperor! \""

"On the golden war chariot, Wang Teng's voice rang like a great bell, resembling a war god, mighty and overbearing."

"What surprised him greatly was that, among the many cultivators present, including the older strong experts, there were actually so many who favored Yang Zhu."

"This inevitably made him waver—could the Divine Body Dao Embryo truly be that strong? The scorching sun rose high, shining upon this plain, the gradually increasing temperature made everyone's mood more excited, and all could hardly wait any longer."

"\"Awoo! \""

"At that moment, a dog's howl tore through the sky, coming from afar; the previously lively atmosphere fell instantly silent."

"Countless gazes turned as one, and there, far on the horizon, stood a great black dog, its howl echoing across the wilderness. \"... Has it come?! \""

"Although many people hated the Black Emperor, gnashing their teeth and wishing to flay him, at this moment their hearts could not help but feel a hint of joy."

"Because he followed beside Yang Zhu, his arrival also signaled that the Divine Body Dao Embryo had arrived!"

"\"Damn it, you're that turtle-son Teng? \""

"The Black Emperor transformed into a black light and approached, wearing a look of contempt, disdainfully scanning that imposing figure."

"\"You...! \""

"Wang Teng stared, never expecting a big black dog to dare insult him like this; it was the first time in many years."

"\"You dead dog, just wait till I skin you alive! \""

"He instantly glared, his black hair flying, phenomena boiling around him, terrifying blood energy surging to the heavens; his mighty aura pressed down like the firmament, causing the heavenly pride present to change expression."

"\"With just you, you dare claim to have the qualifications of a Great Emperor? Damn it, you don't even bother to look at yourself—I, the Emperor, could hang you up and beat you! \""

"Faced with Wang Teng's overwhelming aura, the Black Emperor showed not the slightest fear, wearing a wicked, disdainful smile."

"\"This dead dog... truly is a fine specimen! \""

"Upon hearing this, people couldn't help but suppress their laughter, yet dared not laugh outright for fear of offending Wang Teng due to his dominance."

"\"Where did this dog spirit come from, acting so arrogantly! \""

"Wang Chengkun's face turned green with anger; under everyone's gaze, this humiliation of Wan Teng also amounted to slapping the Wang family's face!"

"\"And you old immortal, constantly bragging about your family's turtle-son Teng—aren't you ashamed? \""

"The Black Emperor narrowed his eyes at Wang Chengkun; upon hearing that, the latter nearly fainted from rage."

"\"Forget it, there's no point explaining to someone like you, a vulgar mortal. \""

"The Black Emperor's face full of disdain, he scanned the surroundings, finally settling his gaze on Wan Teng."

"\"Today I'll open your eyes—what truly constitutes the qualifications of a Great Emperor! \""

"As the words fell, everyone held their breath, awaiting Yang Zhu's arrival."

"\"Whoosh! \""

A golden road of light stretched out, cutting through the boundless void, leading straight to this region; no matter how space twisted or fields surged, nothing could block this immortal road.

Heavens, this is a golden road!

Someone exclaimed, this rainbow was too brilliant, brighter than the sun and moon, almost making people unable to open their eyes.

The golden road extended, with stars orbiting around it, and the true dragon, vermilion bird, black tortoise, and other auspicious beasts guarding it, utterly shocking.

A figure stood upon the golden road, took a step, and with the stars shifting and turning, instantly arrived here.

Yang Zhu radiated variegated light all over, like a banished immortal, his divine power overwhelming the world, his aura piercing past and present, possessing supreme elegance! The void around him trembled, the road resonated, and faintly a supreme heavenly sound seemed to ring.

Daoist runes lit up one after another, covering the entire sky; the overwhelming power of the road, like the Milky Way falling to the mortal world, vast and mighty, capable of crushing everything! Yang Zhu's black robe fluttered, his eyes like cold lightning, bearing supreme dignity, tolerating no slight desecration, causing everyone's hearts and spirits to shudder, unable to help but kneel and bow in worship.

Are you Wang Teng?

Yang Zhu gazed at Wang Teng, his voice not loud, yet it caused the laws of heaven and earth to resonate, violently shaking.

The road's inscriptions trembled, as if suffering desecration, crushing down like a flood; with a boom, the golden war chariot was instantly shattered by the road's power, blasted into countless powder.

Ninefold Dragon Transformation… I never regard those of the same realm as opponents, for to me, that is an insult.

Yang Zhu's voice was flat, without a ripple, as if stating something utterly ordinary.

If I cannot cut you down within ten moves, I will take my own life.

Today there's too much, I'm a bit rushed.

(End of chapter)