Chapter 86: Little Black, go up and bite him!

"In the world there actually exists such a handsome person, with such an ethereal temperament, it's simply astonishing as if he were a celestial being!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked over, and for a moment they were all shocked by Yang Zhu's temperament.

Xia Jiuyou's handsomeness borders on monstrous, yet when compared to Yang Zhu, it's like stars seeing the bright moon, impossible to contend with.

What a powerful person, his surroundings are filled with traces of the Dao, his strength is unfathomable!

Yang Zhu, in order to avoid unnecessary attention, kept his divine splendor fully restrained, yet his body naturally resonated with the Great Dao, sending out ripples of divine power that left everyone who saw him feeling shocked.

Yang Zhu sat there, his black hair flowing like a waterfall, his robes fluttering, appearing very ethereal.

Heihuang had shrunk to the size of a pug, lying quietly on the chair beside him, allowing Yang Zhu to gently stroke his silk-like fur.

Back then, the Wushi Emperor was the same, often stroking it; he needed to inject nothing, merely a wisp of his breath would make it gleam oily and bright.

Who are you?

Xia Jiuyou sprang up in a swish, and standing before Yang Zhu, he felt a suffocating pressure.

The two elderly men behind him had their cloudy eyes sharpen, shooting out two cold glints, and their bodies shifted forward two steps.

He... he is the Saint Body Dao Embryo Yang Zhu! I saw him in an ancient tomb, where he alone refined the entire tomb!

Someone in the crowd recognized Yang Zhu, as if something were stuck in their throat, and with great difficulty managed to utter those few words.

What? The Saint Body Dao Embryo is actually here?

Others' hearts and spirits trembled greatly, then their expressions became wonderful, the excitement in their hearts overflowing.

Yang Zhu's white robes fluttered as if entering a dream; in that instant his charm and peerless divine bearing made people almost want to kneel down! 'Indeed, as the rumors say, ethereal like an immortal, not something we mortals can compare to!'

Who hasn't heard of Yang Zhu's many deeds? Many regretted never seeing him in person, yet unexpectedly today they saw him in the Holy City! Yang Zhu lifted his gaze, merely glancing at Ji Biyue; the overwhelming pressure struck her soul, and Ji Biyue's legs went weak, causing her to collapse.

Little Black.

Yang Zhu spoke, and Heihuang, upon hearing it, immediately lifted his head.

What's wrong?

'Little Black, go up and bite him; if he dares to fight back, I'll kill him.'

Upon hearing this, Heihuang's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the smile at the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed.

How does this sound... a bit familiar?

The Wushi Emperor took in Heihuang; besides relieving boredom, there was a great purpose: intimidation!

Back then, the Wushi Emperor went to Undying Mountain to walk his dog, and he said something similar; that time, Shi Huang looked more like a stone than stone itself, yet he didn't utter a word.

(Shi Huang: 'If the Wushi Emperor really comes, just say I'm not home.') 'I'm familiar with this!'

The big black dog gave a hehe grin, revealing snow-white teeth, and the faint green light in his eyes made onlookers feel a chill down their spines.

Heihuang took a sturdy step forward, opened his mouth and bit toward one of the elders, holding nothing back.

'Hiss! It hurts, old man!'

The piercing pain made that elder's eyes twitch uncontrollably; instinctively he raised his hand, wanting to blast it open.

But just as his hand rose, a strand of chaotic essence qi already hovered above his head, heavier than a hundred thousand great mountains, even collapsing vast stretches of the void.

Boom! The chaotic essence qi pressed down with the force of moving mountains and overturning seas, erasing even the traces of the Dao; in an instant, that elder of the Four Extremes Secret Realm was crushed into a mist of blood.

Woof!

The big black dog barked once, lunging to bite another elder, who had just begun to instinctively raise a hand to block, when unexpectedly the next moment the chaotic essence qi descended from above his head.

The air reeked of blood, and another Four Extremes Secret Realm powerhouse fell, both body and spirit destroyed, not even a trace left! 'You brat, dare to insult the Saint Body?'

The big black dog didn't care who you were, and in one bite lunged at Xia Jiuyou.

Yet Xia Jiuyou clenched his teeth tight, his knuckles whitening from gripping his fists; even as his fingertips dug deep into his flesh, he dared not make the slightest move.

Rip! The big black dog exerted force, tearing off a large chunk of his flesh along with his sleeve, exposing stark white bone; he broke out in cold sweat from the pain, yet from beginning to end he never dared to retort a word.

Those two elderly servants beside him were slain by Yang Zhu in a single breath, not even seeing how he struck, let alone himself.

Xia Jiuyou knew that if he made the slightest movement, that terrifying mist would descend and slay him on the spot!

Yo, you've got some backbone!

Xia Jiuyou belittled the Saint Body as worthless, and Heihuang, unable to bear it, flared with rage; now his bite is truly merciless.

'Little Black, come back.'

After Yang Zhu spoke, Heihuang, still wanting more, glanced at Xia Jiuyou once before happily trotting back to Yang Zhu's side.

On the winehouse, everyone held their breath, not daring to exhale, their mouths dry as if scorched by raging fire, their throats faintly aching! 'Four Extremes experts before Yang Zhu only lasted a moment—what kind of method is this?!'

Hearts surged with shocking waves; hearing about it is nothing like seeing it—only by truly facing the Saint Body Dao Embryo does one know what is crushing the dry and rotting, what is absolute domination! 'Haha, aren't you arrogant? If you've got the guts, let out a squeak!'

Tu Fei rose to his feet, delighted, and couldn't help but laugh loudly.

Ye Fan felt a sigh of relief in his heart; fortunately Yang Zhu was there, otherwise today he would have felt stifled to death.

He fears neither heaven nor earth, unafraid of those holy sons, yet when facing Yang Zhu, he admires and reveres him from the bottom of his heart.

'I'll spare you this time for the sake of your master, Gai Jiuyou.'

Yang Zhu sent a mental transmission; he actually wasn't worried, he just couldn't bear to do it.

To say something unpleasant, even if he really killed him, what would it matter?

Gai Jiuyou and Gu Tian Shu exerted all their strength, and with the Secret of Arms added, they could barely shake his father's Investiture of the Gods List.

If Gai Jiuyou truly intended to kill Yang Zhu, the Wushi Bell, even across a star field, could easily slay him!

Let's go.

Yang Zhu rose and left the winehouse; Ye Fan and the others maintained their previous order, following out one after another.

'You're bringing disgrace upon yourself; the Saint Body Dao Embryo possesses half the ancient holy body bloodline—what is this if not seeking death?'

The remaining cultivators in the winehouse sneered, feeling immensely pleased inside.

'So strong...'

Only after Yang Zhu walked away did Xia Jiuyou, enduring the intense pain, barely lift his arm to tend to his wounds.

He also had some skill; in less than half a quarter hour his arm had recovered completely, and then he fortunately left this place.

That day, the Holy City was in an uproar.

"The Sacred Body Dao-fetus has arrived in the Holy City—is it real or fake?"

"How could it be fake? The Ji family's Ji Biyue and a youth named Xia Jiuyou both fell into his hands, not daring to utter a word."

"With a raise of his hand he suppresses the four extremes' experts—is he even human? He's practically a monster reborn!"

When the news spread, the whole city was in an uproar; the shock brought by Yang Zhu was even greater than that of the Holy Lord.

To kill an enemy by crossing a small realm requires sufficient strength, but now he has crossed an entire realm…

"Is there anyone in the present age who can be his opponent? I'm afraid he's already invincible among his peers."

Even many people believe that in the Eastern Wasteland, no one is a match for the Sacred Body Dao-fetus; those so-called heavenly talents are destined to be his foil.

Yang Zhu now, wherever he goes, becomes the focus of worldwide attention; this is to be expected, for he is truly too strong—strong enough that no one dares to act arrogantly.

"Ah, in this golden age, the emergence of such a person makes even the various heavenly talents' divine bodies lose their luster."

How many unyielding Dao hearts, in the end can only become a sigh of regret.

(End of chapter)