Chapter 123
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Chapter 123: The Goddess Descends… Qiu Yinong
Crack!
The silver cauldron, imbued with the essence of time, fractured.
From within the cauldron, Jiang Chao’s voice rang out in disbelief:
“Impossible! I have already mastered the sense of time! My Silver Cauldron Secret Technique has only just begun to take shape! How could you break it?!”
The Silver Cauldron Secret Technique was enigmatic and profound, exceptionally difficult to cultivate—let alone destroy.
Yet, Zhang Yang had shattered it with a single punch.
Under the force of his strike, countless cracks spread like wildfire.
Finally, the silver cauldron exploded.
The sound resembled shattering porcelain, leaving the crowd breathless.
Zhang Yang’s fist transformed into a claw.
With a resounding bang, he seized Jiang Chao by the neck and hurled him to the ground.
The resilient ground of the arena collapsed, forming a deep crater upon impact.
Jiang Chao’s life and death were now entirely at Zhang Yang’s mercy.
The entire arena fell silent.
Zhang Yang gazed at Jiang Chao, who lay in the pit, bleeding from his seven orifices, teetering on the edge of death.
With an indifferent expression, he remarked, “No wonder you’re only the vice-captain—you’re far inferior to the Seventh Prince.”
Jiang Chao could not speak.
He could only cough up blood.
Zhang Yang sighed, lifting him with one hand.
“I’m deeply disappointed.”
“I thought facing someone from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land would at least be thrilling. But this… this is utterly dull. No one is worth fighting.”
The silence remained unbroken.
Everyone was utterly awestruck.
At that moment, no one even remembered the so-called Con Artist—they could only think of the Battle God.
A single man, standing against an entire generation, yet finding the battle tedious and unexciting.
Had they not witnessed it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it was real.
Yet, everyone knew—
Whatever Zhang Yang said was true.
After all, he had effortlessly defeated the entire generation of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land in mere moments.
Zhang Yang slowly raised Jiang Chao high into the air and declared:
“Son Jiang Chao, vice-captain of the Demon Slayer Team—I said it before, and I’ll say it again—any mad dog from the Demon Slayer Team… will die.”
He intended to kill Jiang Chao.
The arena erupted once more.
If Jiang Chao died, it would be a monumental event, shaking the entire region.
The Golden Cauldron Sacred Land would surely go berserk.
The Son represented the honor of the Sacred Land.
For countless years, the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land had dominated generation after generation in the Southern Region.
Who would dare to challenge them?
Yet, Zhang Yang was not merely challenging them.
He was declaring war.
And he was massacring them.
“Release the Son.”
A voice rang out.
Cold.
Emotionless.
A simple command, issued from on high.
Instantly, the chaotic scene fell into absolute silence.
Even those who had shown the strongest emotions—Liu Feikong, who had been overjoyed; Liu Feijue, who had been sad; Yi Ren Zui, who had been excited; and Qiu Yuwan, who had been angry—became completely silent. No one dared to make a sound because she had arrived. She was Great Boundless. Standing high above the arena under the endless blue sky, she looked like a goddess stepping into the mortal world. She was Qiu Yinong. She would be known, five hundred years later, as Bing Yuyan. She was as beautiful as a celestial being, her eyes deep as the ocean, her long hair cascading like a waterfall, flowing with the wind.
Her golden gown fluttered gracefully, accentuating her alluring curves.
From her place above, she gazed down, her expression one of divine detachment.
To her, the crowd below were but ants.
And Zhang Yang?
He was merely one among them.
"You strike the young, and the old step forward—that’s your usual practice," Zhang Yang sneered.
Qiu Yinong looked down at him with disdain, as if he were nothing more than an insect. To her, her earlier words had been more than enough.
This arrogant attitude stirred up a deep anger within Zhang Yang. The Seventh Prince had it, and so did Qiu Lingshui. Liu Feijue carried the same air of superiority, just like Qiu Yuwan. Long Luanshen displayed it as well, and Jiang Chao was no different. And now, this Qiu Yinong was even worse!
To them, they were noble, gods above the clouds, while others were mere ants, their lives and deaths decided at a whim.
Killing intent surged.
Zhang Yang’s hand clenched violently.
He wanted to crush Jiang Chao.
No matter how great Qiu Yinong was, if Zhang Yang wanted to kill their Son, then Jiang Chao had to die.
Qiu Yinong’s gaze was as sharp as a sword, deep as an abyss, with boundless light swirling within. She was enraged that this insignificant ant dared to defy her will.
At that moment, a golden figure materialized behind Zhang Yang.
The Great Boundless War Statue.
With the alchemical divine stone, the war statue had been transformed, shedding its former ferocity and now exuding an aura of power and majesty.
The Great Boundless War Statue locked its gaze onto Qiu Yinong from afar.
Liu Feikong exclaimed in astonishment, "So you really used the alchemical divine stone to reshape the war statue… You weren’t deceiving us after all."
This revelation seemed to vindicate Zhang Yang.
Yet, Zhang Yang still turned and glared at him—for it was he who had tarnished his reputation in the first place.
This act enraged Qiu Yinong.
How dare anyone entertain other thoughts in her presence?
"Seeking death!"
She uttered two cold words, and in an instant, boundless divine power surged like a raging sea, descending from above, pressing down upon the Great Boundless War Statue.
The war statue responded with its own overwhelming force.
But!
A terrifying aura swept in from another direction.
It was as if a wild dragon had been awakened and enraged, slicing through the air in a dazzling arc, rushing toward Zhang Yang with such speed that there was no time to react.
"Mighty King Kou Nanlong!"
"Dragon of the Southern Region!"
A Small Boundless expert instantly recognized the approaching figure.
Kou Nanlong had come to kill.
He had been ordered to kill Zhang Yang, but midway, he had faced an unknown attack—losing ten Martial Arts Marquis, even a Martial Arts Duke. Six more Marquis had suffered severe injuries, and countless others had been slaughtered.
This was an enormous humiliation for the Dragon of the Southern Region.
And it was all part of Liu Feikong’s shocking scheme to seize the Ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals.
To kill ten people—could it have really been as simple as just killing ten?
As Xue Feishuang had predicted, Kou Nanlong had truly abandoned all others and had come alone to confront Zhang Yang.
His reputation in the Southern Region stood on equal footing with Qiu Yinong.
His strength had begun in his youth, and he had fought his way to the rank of Mighty King, striking fear throughout the Southern Region.
Zhang Yang coldly remarked, "Mighty King, have you come to seek death?"
There was no reply.
Only Kou Nanlong charging forward with wild intent.
He ignored the words—he only wanted to kill.
He was just as arrogant as Qiu Yinong, a god prepared to crush an ant, not considering Zhang Yang a threat at all.
Zhang Yang snorted coldly and pulled out a Great Xia Martial Lord Seal.
Bang!
He crushed it!
With Zhang Yang’s current strength, it was effortless.
The ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals had already been sealed by barriers, far from their original power. Even the imperial aura within had been bound inside, unable to be activated.
As the first shattered, its essence instantly dissipated.
Yet, Kou Nanlong continued to charge forward, completely unfazed.
Zhang Yang sneered.
Did he really believe that the only other royal of a different surname in Great Xia wouldn’t care about the Great Xia Martial Lord Seals?
If they were destroyed, they would be lost forever.
Zhang Yang pulled out another one—and crushed it!
Then another—and crushed it!
He faced Kou Nanlong head-on, pushing the limits of who would give in first.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, all ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals exploded.
Ten strands of imperial aura vanished permanently.
At the same time, ten roars echoed through the Daxia Imperial Capital, marking the permanent loss of ten Martial Arts Marquis from the Great Xia Empire.
Coupled with the two Zhang Yang had destroyed in the Vast Forest, and the two Bing Yuyan had shattered not long ago, the Great Xia Empire had now lost fourteen Martial Arts Marquis forever.
Only fifty-eight remained—never to increase again.
It was a devastating blow to the Great Xia Empire.
Yet, what left Zhang Yang speechless was that Kou Nanlong had completely ignored it.
Not even a flinch. He continued his relentless charge, soaring through the sky, closing in on Blackstone Arena. His only goal was to hunt down Zhang Yang.
His cold voice echoed through the high air.
"This King never feels threatened!"
