Chapter 104
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Chapter 104: If You Want to Fight, I Will Fight
Kou Feiyan’s expression was grim.
Beneath her delicate beauty and graceful curves lay an unyielding pride—an arrogance, a tyranny, a ferocity unmatched.
Regardless of her family background, martial arts prowess, or innate talent, she had always carried absolute confidence. She had come here seeking revenge, prepared to act with her own hands.
She had even considered that if Zhang Yang sought help from the older generation, she would answer in kind.
But now, the words she had intended to declare had been spoken by Zhang Yang instead.
The man she hated to the core had seized the initiative, leaving her filled with deep agitation.
Her sharp eyes, like twin curved blades, gleamed dangerously.
She spoke, her voice cold as ice.
"I will kill you."
As the last word left her lips, another figure suddenly leaped from a nearby window.
A thunderous voice roared.
"I, Gu Qi Ye, will kill you!"
He struck mid-air, his blade stirring the wind into a raging storm, his momentum fierce and overpowering.
Yet Zhang Yang remained composed.
He took a single step back—just enough to let Gu Qi Ye’s blade slice through empty air.
Then, with a simple motion, Zhang Yang stepped down—shattering the surging blade energy beneath his foot.
"Are you part of the Demon Slayer Team?" Zhang Yang asked, realizing the truth as he broke through his limits. His heightened abilities allowed him to hear farther, see clearer, smell keener, feel more acutely, and sense more intensely—making him catch Gu Qi Ye’s words with ease.
Gu Qi Ye charged forward once more, roaring, "The Demon Slayer Team and the Seven Nights Battle Team were both established by me!"
Zhang Yang responded lightly, "Members of the Demon Slayer Team deserve to die."
He stood as calm as a bottomless pool, exuding an invisible pressure—an unmistakable change brought about by his breakthrough.
"Arrogant! You are nothing in the Vast Forest! I’ll kill you!" Gu Qi Ye bellowed, swinging his blade once again.
Zhang Yang clasped his hands behind his back, watching coldly.
A wave of freezing energy, like mist and wind, surged from him, instantly engulfing Gu Qi Ye.
"I will slay—"
Before he could finish, his voice was cut off.
The mist dispersed with the wind.
Gasps erupted from the crowd.
Gu Qi Ye was entirely frozen, his body turned into an ice sculpture, unable to move except for his eyes—which now reflected sheer terror.
This was Ice Spirit Power.
Among all divine powers in the world, it ranked among the highest, originating from the Ice and Snow Divine Palace, where it was paired with the legendary Ice Spirit Holy Sword. Now, with Zhang Yang’s newfound strength, its might had become unparalleled.
Zhang Yang murmured softly, "The Demon Slayer Team is nothing but a pack of bloodthirsty mad dogs. They deserve to be eradicated."
At the word "eradicated," a bolt of lightning surged forth.
This was the Slaughter Thunder Power.
It was his own creation.
Crack!
The frozen Gu Qi Ye shattered into countless ice fragments on the spot.
Zhang Yang lifted his gaze to Kou Feiyan.
"Next," he said.
Kou Feiyan’s eyes erupted with a Torrent of Killing Light. Far from being intimidated, her killing intent only grew fiercer. She raised a hand to her lips and let out a piercing whistle.
Instantly, a shrill cry echoed through the heavens.
The Great Wind howled as a golden figure, like a streak of lightning, shot toward Zhang Yang with astonishing speed.
"The Golden-Winged Great Roc!"
"That is Princess Yan’s beast companion, a gift from the emperor at her birth. It has grown alongside her."
"A natural king among beasts, the undisputed ruler of the skies."
"It is said the Mighty King went to great lengths to nurture this Golden-Winged Great Roc, and now it has clearly reached the Level Four Beast stage, possessing immense power!"
The onlookers whispered in awe.
The Golden-Winged Great Roc was an exceedingly rare creature, a born ruler of the skies, endowed with boundless combat prowess.
Even its mere presence, the pressure it exerted, was enough to leave one breathless.
It moved like lightning—an unstoppable golden sword cleaving through the air.
Fast.
Fast.
Unbelievably fast.
Speed was the innate talent of the Golden-Winged Great Roc—so fast that few in the world could hope to match it.
Zhang Yang watched with a faint smile, turning lightly on his feet.
Whoosh!
The Golden-Winged Great Roc tore through the air, slicing through space like a thousand swords and daggers. Yet its single strike missed its mark.
Zhang Yang was not only swift in body—his vision was extraordinary. He watched with admiration as the blade-like golden feathers swept past him. He saw every individual feather, every filament of down, and even caught a glimpse of the Golden-Winged Great Roc’s piercing gaze.
In a flash, the Golden-Winged Great Roc twisted mid-air and spat out a beam of golden light.
Zhang Yang took a single step forward.
The golden light barely grazed past him.
The Golden-Winged Great Roc let out a furious screech and lunged again.
Zhang Yang took another step forward.
Despite the Roc’s relentless, storm-like assault, he moved as if strolling through a garden—always staying just out of reach.
The spectators gasped in astonishment.
Everyone knew Zhang Yang cultivated only divine power, granting him boundless strength.
But none had realized his speed was equally terrifying.
Little did they know, One Step of Mountains and Rivers was born from the world-renowned Nine Steps of Mountains and Rivers.
The enraged Golden-Winged Great Roc let out a deafening roar, hovering in the air with its wings spread wide. It furiously beat its wings and bellowed, "You have provoked me!"
The Great Wind surged.
Golden Light flashed.
Each feather transformed into thousands of golden divine swords, piercing through the void, hurtling toward Zhang Yang.
The Golden-Winged Great Roc had unleashed its Killer Move.
Zhang Yang, still clasping his hands behind his back, did not use One Step of Mountains and Rivers this time.
Instead, he walked forward.
The wind tousled his hair.
His forehead glowed.
His eyes shone.
His entire body radiated light as he unleashed Slaughter Thunder Power—the explosive force of Nine Extremes True Essence.
Boom!
It was like the roar of a thousand thunders.
Zhang Yang appeared as a radiant source of divine energy, his body erupting with countless bolts of lightning.
The cascading storm of lightning clashed against the golden, sword-like feathers raining down upon him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The scene resembled a collision of a thousand lasers.
Yet, the disparity in strength was unmistakable.
The lightning, resembling a dragon, obliterated the golden feathers and surged relentlessly toward the Golden-Winged Great Roc.
Enraged, the Golden-Winged Great Roc opened its beak and unleashed a golden spear.
Bang!
The golden spear materialized, transforming into a long spear imbued with divine essence—an artifact of boundless power.
This revealed the profound depth of the Mighty King’s influence, far surpassing the Yun family’s noble estate that Zhang Yang had encountered before. Even a mere beast companion had refined a boundless artifact.
The boundless spear tore through the lightning like a dragon, hurtling straight toward Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang snorted, caught the spear mid-air, and, with a swift motion, hurled it back at the Golden-Winged Great Roc.
The Golden-Winged Great Roc screeched, raising its wings to block.
Feathers scattered wildly, golden blood splattered, and the creature let out a pained cry as it was slammed to the ground.
Zhang Yang stepped forward, intent on delivering the final blow.
But from above, Kou Feiyan’s furious voice rang out. She descended from the sky, her boundless sword radiating dazzling light, its brilliance rivaling the sun itself.
Zhang Yang sneered, not even sparing her a glance, and flung the boundless spear toward her.
Clang!
The spear struck Kou Feiyan’s sword, unleashing a terrifying force that sent violent tremors through her blade. The impact surged up her arms, nearly shattering them, and forced her to choke back blood as she was flung backward into the tavern.
As she landed, golden light burst from her sword—the protective power shielding her had been shattered.
Panicked, she scrambled to her feet and rushed to the window, only to witness Zhang Yang delivering a devastating punch to the Golden-Winged Great Roc’s head.
“No!”
She screamed in desperation. This was the beast companion that had been by her side since birth, destined to become a true king of beasts.
At that critical moment, a single feather on the Golden-Winged Great Roc’s head suddenly gleamed with golden light. The creature let out a piercing screech, and the feather erupted with unparalleled sword energy, shooting forth as if forged from pure gold.
This was the Feather of the Beast King, cultivated under the guidance of the Mighty King, forged from the creature’s heart’s blood since its birth!
