Chapter 3

I just don't believe you're really that strong!!

The youth snorted coldly; as a core disciple, he naturally had his own outstanding abilities.

His aura instantly surged to its peak as he sacrificed a bronze mirror.

Boom—! The bronze mirror flipped, projecting a ferocious beast's phantom.

The phantom gradually solidified, and in the next instant it became a tangible beast several zhang tall, like a small hill, lunging to slaughter Yang Zhu.

Its appearance was ferocious and violent, a pair of blood-red eyes emitting a chilling killing intent.

Each time the ferocious beast landed, the ground trembled, and on the mid-slopes of distant peaks, many rolling stones were shaken loose.

If an ordinary person witnessed this scene, they would surely be frightened limp-legged and filled with dread.

Yang Zhu couldn't help but sigh, 'This person can display such methods at this age—his talent is naturally extraordinary.'

Yang Zhu unleashed a stream of golden... qi and blood, shaping it into a large hand that grabbed at the oncoming ferocious beast.

The hand was mist-like, appearing unremarkable, yet it exuded an extremely terrifying bloodline power.

During the grasp, fragments of law actually surfaced, imprinting themselves on the hand's surface.

Bearing traces of the Dao, it almost effortlessly obliterated the ferocious beast in an instant, like crushing dry weeds.

That person was caught in the aftershock..., stumbling backward a few steps.

His face filled with disbelief, he glared at Yang Zhu with wide eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

"Impossible, it's all fake! Fake!"

His hair stood on end with rage, and his Dao-heart shattered at this very moment.

He never imagined that the secret technique he had painstakingly cultivated over more than ten years, exhausting all his heart and blood, would be broken by Yang Zhu with a casual strike.

"Losing to me is no disgrace."

As the last word fell, Yang Zhu raised his hand to deliver a killing blow; since the opponent had just tried to drive him to a dead end, he naturally needed no mercy.

Seeing this, the group exerted their weapons to the utmost, swords, spears, halberds—each unleashing its maximum power.

The Beginningless Scripture circulated, and Yang Zhu erupted with terrifying qi from inside out, like a deity descending into the world.

Before him, all weapons were useless, instantly exploding! Yang Zhu strolled leisurely, swinging his fists casually—each punch either shattered a weapon or felled a person.

Each of his punches was unstoppable, invincible wherever they struck, bearing traces of the Great Dao, slaying the very source.

Not a single guard fled; they fought with all their might to protect the youth.

Yang Zhu was slightly moved, yet his hand did not cease its motion.

Since they had become enemies, there was no question of mercy.

The Kanglong Gully truly lived up to its status as a supreme treasure, only being shaken free after enduring several of Yang Zhu's attacks.

The remaining guards were few, unable to continue activating their defenses, and ultimately could not escape the fate of being smashed to pieces.

When only that youth remained, he still tried to flee, but Yang Zhu casually blasted him apart.

In the end, no one survived.

Yang Zhu glanced over the battlefield, his heart hardly stirred, for this was merely the beginning.

In the future, he would endure countless battles, scenes far more brutal than today's, unavoidable.

To prove the Dao, he was destined to tread upon endless white bones, beginningless and endless, with no possibility of turning back.

"How could I have forgotten this?"

After the battle ended, Yang Zhu suddenly recalled something and immediately fled back to Zijin Mountain.

Here there are many source blocks, sealing numerous ancient kings, who will gradually awaken in a few hundred years.

Of course, these are not his targets.

After a search, Yang Zhu found a massive divine source deep within, inside which a huge black dog was sealed.

This fellow stood half a person tall, his entire body covered in glossy black fur, his head held high; even sealed, one could instantly see his greedy arrogance, a look begging for a beating.

Exactly, that cunning fellow!

Yang Zhu casually shattered the divine source, the huge commotion sending the black dog bouncing several meters away.

Damn, it hurts this emperor to death!

The big black dog woke up, immediately cursing, then suddenly reacted.

"Could the ancient clan have revived?!" It had originally been sealed by the Beginningless Great Emperor in Zijin Mountain; this place holds endless dangers, plus a shroud of the Beginningless Seal, and it firmly believed no one could break in.

Then there is only one possibility: the beings inside have awakened!

How could it not know? This was originally the nest of the Undying Heavenly Emperor, later overtaken by force by the Beginningless; here lie many powerful slumbering alien races.

The big black dog planted its four paws firmly on the ground, vigilantly scanning the surroundings; while still curious about nothing unusual, it suddenly noticed Yang Zhu.

"This... this isn't the Emperor's youthful appearance, is it?!"

In an instant, the big black dog's eyes widened like copper bells, unable to believe what lay before it.

That transcendent, sweeping aura and confident, composed demeanor truly resembled the youthful Beginningless reborn.

Since the Beginningless departed, he has been locked in combat with the Undying Heavenly Emperor, this struggle lasting tens of thousands of years.

Everyone thought this most magnificent human emperor had already passed away, only the big black dog firmly believed the emperor still lived.

But it was merely speculation, not daring to be certain; now seeing this scene, it even thought it was hallucinating.

Soon, his expression shifted from vigilance to fervor, even tears glimmering in his eyes, he rushed over in a flash, continually leaping up and down around Yang Zhu.

"Are you the Emperor? I'm Xiaohei, I'm Xiaohei!"

To others, this fellow is nothing but a schemer; even someone as degenerate as Duede can't help but say, 'This guy really is a dog!' Only before the Beginningless does the big black dog maintain unwavering admiration and fervor.

Yang Zhu muttered to himself, never expecting this fellow to have such a side; back then he certainly hadn't spared scheming against Ye Fan and the others.

"I'm not." Yang Zhu shook his head, then said, "The Beginningless is my father."

"Father..."

Upon hearing this, the big black dog showed a slight disappointment, then carefully and thoroughly examined Yang Zhu from head to toe.

"When did the Great Emperor have an imperial son? How would I not know?"

It tilted its head, half-believing, half-doubting.

"How could everything be known to you?"

Yang Zhu didn't explain much; the aura of the Saint Body Dao Fetus naturally emanated, once again causing the big black dog to widen its eyes.

"Saint Body Dao Fetus! Indeed, it's the bloodline of the Great Emperor."

It had followed Wu Shi for many years, knowing his physique extremely well; even from tens of miles away, it could smell him! "Come on, follow me away from here."

Although the big black dog was extremely greedy, unable to move upon seeing treasure, its attainment in formations was extraordinarily high.

Yang Zhu's speed was not slow, but to think of crossing a region with this was mere daydreaming.

The Five Regions are vast and expansive, known to all.

"Okay!"

Being able to follow the Imperial Son Wu Shi, this guy had long been overjoyed, with a hundred willing hearts in his mind!

"Wait a moment."

After saying that, the big black dog's nose twitched; it sniffed left and right, and its two huge paws began to scrape the ground.

In the span of half an incense stick's time, it actually dug up many rare treasures from underground, all of which it had secretly buried before its seal.

Among them, Yang Zhu took a liking to a fist-sized stone, dreamlike and illusory, with blue light flowing; it turned out to be Eternal Blue Gold, one of the best materials for forging imperial weapons!

It is said that the Void Great Emperor's Void Mirror and the Kirin Ancient Emperor's Kirin Staff were forged from Eternal Blue Gold, their power shocking to heaven and earth, shaking the eight directions.

"This is the lifeblood of this Emperor!"

Seeing this, the big black dog instinctively bared its teeth, ready to unleash merciless tearing bites at any moment.

Soon it retracted its snow-white teeth, only then recalling Yang Zhu's identity as an Imperial Son.

Yang Zhu glanced at it, and through that pained gaze, it seemed as if he could see the creature's heart dripping blood.

Having secured the Eternal Blue Gold, Yang Zhu led it away from Purple Mountain with ease.

"Great Emperor, look, he's also bullying me, Little Black is suffering..."

Along the way, the big black dog still worried about his treasure, muttering nonsense all the road.

When passing Stone Fortress, the big black dog suddenly stopped, as if sensing something, its eyes glowing as it charged toward the Stone Fortress.

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