Chapter 215

Pfft!

A chaos heavenly blade swept across the sky, its edge gleaming, it slashed down— in an instant the eighth Golden Crow Prince was cut into blood mist, both body and spirit destroyed.

Old Eight...

The blood mist drifted and stuck to the nearby ninth prince; his pupils contracted, he stared blankly— everything happened too fast, he hadn't yet come to his senses.

Boom!

The heavenly blade burst with terrifying killing intent, slashing down again— without any suspense, the ninth Golden Crow Prince was hacked to pieces, not even his soul could escape!

This...

Even the child and the old servant stared wide-eyed in disbelief— the esteemed Golden Crow Princes, two of them cut down in an instant!

In the next instant, heaven and earth rumbled, chaos intertwined, Yang Zhu stepped onto the golden road and arrived before them.

Big brother...

The boy lifted his head, gazing at that awe-inspiring, ancient-yet-modern figure, as if looking at a deity— holy and transcendent.

His originally firm gaze instantly blurred with mist.

Don't cry, I'm here.

Yang Zhu gently stroked the boy, his heart filled with indignation— the last bloodline of the Human Emperor, and the Golden Crow clan actually seeks to exterminate it?!

If the Human Emperor were to learn that he once guarded his people for myriad ages, yet now must strike down his own descendants, how sorrowful and helpless it would be...

Sniffle... Jiang Bo, we're saved, we're saved...

The boy felt a gentle power flowing into his body, an inexplicable grievance mixed with tears of joy welling up in his heart.

It made his still-young spirit unable to hold back, and he burst into tears.

Tongtong don't cry, don't cry... thank you...

Jiang Bo's face eased, as if a boulder in his heart had finally settled; his eyes dimmed a bit, he looked gratefully at Yang Zhu, then breathed his last.

No, Tongtong don't you leave, Jiang Bo... Jiang Bo!

Ye Tong embraced the gradually cooling thin corpse, wailing loudly, his sobs tearing at his heart...

Yang Zhu said nothing, merely standing silently to the side; some things cannot be avoided, perhaps a good cry would bring relief.

Prince! Prince! Little Black is here!

The Longevity Daoist Observatory appeared, and the great black dog charged first, moving at extreme speed— almost no afterimage could be seen.

He's reached the eighth transformation of the Dragon Metamorphosis, not bad.

Yang Zhu gave a slight nod; it seems during this time the Black Emperor has been living well, otherwise his cultivation wouldn't have risen so quickly.

Sigh, these dog bastards, I really want to slaughter them all!

Duan De looked at Ye Tong wailing loudly, and for a moment he too felt his teeth itch with hatred.

Three years ago, after they left the North Sea, they wandered about everywhere in Zi Wei.

Upon encountering the Golden Crow clan, the great black dog produced the roasted half-body of Lu Ya and flaunted it provocatively before them.

The sixth Golden Crow Prince was killed and then roasted for meat; when the news spread, Zi Wei was shaken.

That day, the Golden Crow clan went mad— all the princes and many experts swarmed out, frantically pursuing the few.

They also issued vicious threats, vowing to flay the four, pull their tendons, dig out their hearts and spill their blood, never to die— thus the Golden Crow clan pursued the four for over half a year, crossing millions of miles, running all around Zi Wei.

But are the great black dog, Duan De, Li Tian, and Yan Yixi easy to deal with?

Not only did they lead the enemy in circles, they also set traps along the way to kill the enemy's experts, causing heavy losses to the Golden Crow clan.

From that day on, the two sides forged an irreconcilable hatred, a feud to the death, and the standoff has persisted to this day.

Whenever any member of the Golden Crow clan encounters these four harbingers of doom, a brutal beating and death are inevitable.

This also means that, mighty as the Golden Crow clan is, they are extremely wary of these four.

There was a time when the younger generation of the Golden Crow clan was frightened to the point of not daring to go outside.

What major events have happened during this time? Tell me. There are quite a few...

Upon hearing that, the great black dog spoke at length, recounting all the major events that had occurred in Zi Wei over the past nearly three years.

Big brother, why did you save me...

Ye Tong cried for a long time, until he was exhausted from weeping, then reluctantly laid down the icy corpse and asked curiously.

"I have inherited the legacy of the Solar Holy Emperor; I ought to protect his descendants. From now on you may follow me— such things will never happen again."

Yang Zhu spoke frankly, his tone not heavy but very firm— having obtained the Fusang divine tree and the Holy Emperor's legacy, he would certainly protect this little one no matter what.

Good! Then... then should I call you Master from now on?

Ye Tong's eyes lit up, he nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice; toward Yang Zhu he felt grateful and also harbored a fondness from the bottom of his heart.

That was purely instinct, not beast control.

No need, just keep calling me brother.

With a sweep of his palm, Yang Zhu removed all the grime from Ye Tong's body, revealing tender skin and a set of clean, splendid garments that replaced his former ragged clothes.

You don't have the Solar Holy Scripture...

Having entered the Saint Lord realm, Yang Zhu's soul became ever more terrifying; furthermore, bolstered by the Forward Character Secret, none below the saint level can resist his scrutiny.

Of course, he does not deliberately pry; a casual glance is enough to see through Ye Tong.

No. Ye Tong shook his head honestly: "We are declining day by day; the ancient scriptures have long been lost."

Upon hearing that, Yang Zhu nodded; the situation is indeed so, which is also a kind of helplessness and sorrow.

Ye Tong's appearance gave the Solar Divine Sect a glimpse of hope for revival, only to encounter the Golden Crow clan's extermination campaign.

Don't be sad; when the time comes I will pass on the complete 【scripture】 to you.

Yang Zhu possesses the complete Solar True Scripture and has obtained the Fusang divine tree; wanting Ye Tong to rise swiftly could not be simpler.

Come on, let's go find the remaining little birds.

However, now is not the time; the urgent task is to exterminate all the Golden Crow tribe people in this place, otherwise we would be unworthy of the Holy Emperor's inheritance.

On the sea surface tens of thousands of li away, many outstanding heroes and heavenly talents have gathered; Yin Tian De, Three Lack Daoist, Yi Qingwu, etc., are all here.

Besides that, there are countless senior experts, all of whom are living fossil-level figures, each possessing an incredibly powerful aura.

Lao Jiu and Lao Ba are gone!

Golden Crow Fourth Prince and Yin Tian De et al. stood together, discussing how to enter Hot Spring Valley, when suddenly, some connection was suddenly cut off……

Oh no, dodge quickly!

Yin Tian De felt a deathly aura approaching, extremely terrifying; even he felt his scalp go numb. He gave a warning, hastily retreated, daring not to hesitate in the slightest, and didn't even have time to push the opponent away.

Pfft!

A heavenly blade sliced down through the void; in an instant, it was cut apart, turning into a mist of blood that scattered.

The heavenly blade veered, unstoppable, slaying the other two Golden Crow Princes present; its dominance reached the extreme.

How...... what's going on?

Three Golden Crow Princes comparable to the Holy Lord—how were they just slain?

Everyone stared, dumbfounded, deeply shocked, as if turned to stone, standing frozen in place.

What a terrifying weapon; just a glance would cause one's soul to explode.

People stared at that heavenly blade, all trembling with fear; merely a wisp of leaking aura was enough to make everyone's blood run cold.

ps, finally recommending a book; those interested can go check it out.

《Shrouding the Heavens, I Can Fuse All Things》

(End of chapter)