RPAGF Chapter 50 The World Is Still Uncertain; We Are All Like Oxen and Horses
Chapter 50 The World Is Still Uncertain; We Are All Like Oxen and Horses
"Father, why don't you take this opportunity to eliminate him?"
Zhang Yang, covered in blood, glared at Zhang Zhengxiong and roared with a ferocious expression.
If Gu Qing doesn't die, then he won't be the most outstanding genius of the Star God Temple.
In fact, Gu Qing could take over the position of Holy Son at any time if he so desired.
If Gu Qing is dead, then he is the deceased Zhou Tian Xing Chen divine body. Given the Zhang family's status in the Star God Temple, he will certainly be fine.
Then he will still be the supreme holy son.
If he could even obtain Su Qingyue, he might have a chance to reach the pinnacle of the Dao, and his future would be bright.
"idiot."
Zhang Zhengxiong roared, his expression cold, and a terrifying supreme divine power permeated the hall.
"You must not say such a thing again, or even if you are my son, I will kill you."
Why...?
Zhang Yang's eyes widened in anger.
Zhang Zhengxiong did not answer, but stared coldly at Zhang Yang.
After a long pause, he spoke coldly: "The ancestor has fallen."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He remained silent for a long time before giving a bitter smile.
He got it.
Knowing why Zhang Zhengxiong didn't save him sooner, but instead waited until he took a punch from Gu Qing before rescuing him, he didn't even dare to utter a sound.
His ancestor, Zhang Qiang, was at the third level of the Saint Realm. He had not gone into seclusion or gone out. He had been staying in the Star God Palace and was doing well. How could he have suddenly perished?
Unless he is killed by the ancestor of the Star Temple.
This is true.
Just as Gu Qing revealed his Zhou Tian Xing Chen Divine Body, Zhang Qiang wanted to use the pretext that Gu Qing had killed his disciple without cause to kill Gu Qing and kill him.
However, the moment he had the thought of killing, he was obliterated by an indescribable power.
A sage of his generation, who was said to be able to live as long as heaven and earth and to be a powerful being who could survey the heavens and earth, died quietly.
"Gu Qing is the strongest among all the Zhou Tian Star God Bodies in history, and he is destined for a bright future. We are not on the same path as him. If you see him in the future, just avoid him."
"And Su Qingyue, she is not someone you can covet. Give up, or my Zhang family will surely perish."
Zhang Zhengxiong looked dejected, as if he had aged decades in an instant.
They thought the Zhang family held immense power in the Star God Temple, and that once Zhang Yang grew up, their family would only become more powerful.
They even took control of the Star Temple.
However, reality slapped him hard in the face.
No matter how many disciples he has or how high his position is, he is nothing more than a beast of burden used by the Star Temple to do hard labor.
Even saints, those with profound spiritual foundations, are nothing more than ants in the eyes of those patriarchs, easily wiped out.
The Star Temple inherits the Great Dao of the Stars and values those who share the same path.
Gu Qing possesses the Zhou Tian Star Divine Body; whoever touches the Zhou Tian Star Divine Body will die.
Zhang Qiang was able to threaten Gu Qing, so he died.
The father and son posed no threat to Gu Qing, so they were still alive.
But he could be killed by Gu Qing at any moment.
Upon realizing this, Zhang Zhengxiong felt a deep sense of despair and a chill ran through his body.
"I understand, Father."
Zhang Yang's eyes were filled with resentment, and his face was contorted with pain.
He was truly unwilling to accept it.
Since birth, he has been striving to endure what ordinary people cannot.
Soaking in medicinal baths, practicing frantically, fighting against people, battling against demonic beasts, their steps forward never cease.
Just when the bright future seemed within reach, they had no choice but to give up, and all their efforts came to nothing.
Three days flew by.
The Star Temple remained calm, and apart from the parties involved, no one knew that he had been defeated by Gu Qing.
Zhang Yang has recovered from his injuries.
He looked up at the boundless starry sky, his expression forlorn, no longer the spirited man he once was.
Whoosh!
A message flew in, and Zhang Yang glanced at it, his expression turning angry.
"Jiang Yu."
"You dare challenge me to a life-or-death battle? Fine!"
"You narrowly escaped last time, but this time I will kill you."
Zhang Yang angrily rushed out of the cave, first went to the treasure vault to retrieve a magic weapon, and after refining it, headed straight for the starry sky.
The once-dead starry sky was now filled with a large number of people, among whom the most eye-catching was a figure in white with his hands behind his back.
Jiang Yu remained indifferent and said calmly, "You've finally arrived. I thought you were going to be a coward and wouldn't dare to come out and fight."
"Ah."
"If it weren't for a wisp of your old ghost's soul last time, do you think you'd still be standing here talking to me?"
"What's the point of talking about bravery when you've already lost?"
Zhang Yang said sarcastically.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu's face turned ugly.
In the last battle, outsiders only knew that they were evenly matched, but he himself knew very well that he had lost.
At the critical moment, the ancestor's fragmented soul, which remained in the jade pendant, broke Zhang Yang's Seven Star Sword Formation and saved his life.
But, today is different from the past.
He also learned the Seven Star Sword Formation, an ancient and powerful technique.
Furthermore, his strength improved further, and he broke through to the seventh level of the Void Dao Realm.
"A temporary setback is nothing; today I will avenge myself."
Jiang Yu stood with his hands behind his back and spoke coldly.
"Just you?"
Zhang Yang smiled dismissively.
He admitted that Jiang Yu was very strong, but he was by no means weak either.
If he can lose to Jiang Yu once, he can lose a second time.
"You talk too much nonsense," Jiang Yu said.
"..."
What do you mean by him talking too much nonsense?
If you hadn't kept talking, would he have responded?
Zhang Yang laughed in extreme anger and immediately summoned the Sun Blade.
Both are high-quality replicas of magical artifacts, but one is a royal weapon.
boom!
The battle reached its climax when suddenly Jiang Yu conjured six divine clones, each wielding a celestial-grade magic weapon.
"Seven Star Sword Formation..."
Zhang Yang's face was extremely pale.
He didn't have many contribution points left, so he could only exchange them for a King-level weapon, the Sun Blade.
Jiang Yu was not much weaker than him to begin with. If he didn't have the Seven Star Sword, even if he used the Seven Star Sword Formation, he wouldn't be a match for him.
As he expected, moments later, Zhang Yang was covered in blood and gore, powerless to resist the Seven Star Sword Formation.
Where is your Seven Star Sword?
Jiang Yu asked in surprise.
Zhang Yang didn't have the Seven Star Sword, nor even the Sun Cauldron or the protective golden armor.
This is really bizarre.
Zhang Yang did not answer, feeling a deep sadness.
He didn't die at Gu Qing's hands, but he was going to die at the hands of Jiang Yu, whom Gu Qing despised the most.
His decades of hard work have all vanished in an instant.
This is incredibly ironic.
Zhang Yang glanced at the crowd and listened to their discussions, and suddenly felt disheartened.
Since one is destined never to reach the pinnacle, it is better to die gloriously in battle than to live a wretched life; that would be a good end.
“Zhang Yang, if you don’t use the Seven Star Sword Formation now, you’ll probably never have the chance to use it in your lifetime.”
Jiang Yu stood tall in the void, his body radiating dazzling divine light, his aura sacred and ethereal, as if he had merged with the void itself.
"Hahaha!"
"Jiang Yu, do you think you've won?"
"ridiculous."
"The world is still uncertain, and we are all like cattle and horses."
"Hahaha…"
Zhang Yang laughed maniacally, but as he laughed, tears fell from his eyes.
Looking back on my life, it is truly pathetic.
The honors earned through decades of hard work were instantly replaced.
He didn't even dare to express his feelings to the peerless goddess he longed for day and night.
What holy son, what invincible under heaven? He's just a pathetic wretch of this era.
This era belongs to Gu Qing, this monster.
No one can withstand this monster's punch.
He can't do it, and neither can Jiang Yu.
And Jiang Yu will eventually follow in his footsteps.
Because Jiang Yu is also Su Qingyue's simp, even more so than her.
With this thought in mind, Zhang Yang took a deep breath and frantically burned his essence, energy, and spirit, burning the source of the sun.
Even in death, he wanted to fall with the honors he had earned in life.
He poured all his life's learning into this one strike.
"Zhang Yang, are you crazy?"
Jiang Yu has changed drastically.
The onlookers also stared at Zhang Yang in astonishment.
Although this is a life-or-death battle, in the end, Zhang Yang is the Holy Son and has the Zhang family as his backer. As long as he is willing to admit defeat, Jiang Yu probably wouldn't dare to kill Zhang Yang.
At most, he will lose his position as the Holy Son.
In the category of "simp," we now have another label: cowardly.
"Go to hell, you beasts."
Zhang Yang poured all his life's energy into the Sun Blade, unleashing a dazzling and earth-shattering strike, powerful enough to kill even a King-level expert.
when!
Just as Zhang Yang was about to kill Jiang Yu by splitting Jiang Yu's royal artifact in two, a large cauldron suddenly appeared above Jiang Yu's head, cascading down with myriad streams of Xuanhuang Mother Qi, directly shattering Zhang Yang's Sun Blade.
"Supreme Artifact..."
"No, this is the embryo of a divine artifact."
Everyone stared intently at the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron, their breathing becoming heavy.
Jiang Yu put away the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron, his brows furrowing slightly.
I can't understand what Zhang Yang meant by saying, "The world is still uncertain, and we are all just cattle and horses."
Shouldn't it be that the outcome is still uncertain, and we could all be dark horses?
It's really baffling.
Shaking his head, Jiang Yu's lips curled into a cynical smile.
The position of Holy Son of the Star Temple is his.
His destiny in this life belongs to him.
He made all the geniuses and prodigies of the myriad realms live in his shadow.
...
"Jiang Yu...the Jiang family..."
On the other side, upon receiving news of Zhang Yang's death, Zhang Zhengxiong trembled with rage, his murderous intent soaring to the heavens.
Although he was strict and demanding of Zhang Yang, he devoted his entire life to him.
For Zhang Yang, he even ventured into perilous places to search for the origin of Taiyin.
However, now his son Zhang Yang is dead.
"My son, go in peace. I will definitely avenge you and leave no one alive in the Jiang family."