Chapter 124
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Chapter 124: The Saint Appears
Faced with the ferocious Dragon of the Southern Region, who was intent on killing him, Zhang Yang spoke without hesitation.
"If you feel no threat, then go die!"
Kou Nanlong, who had been soaring through the air above Blackstone Arena, suddenly halted—transitioning from extreme speed to complete stillness in an instant. The abrupt shift left the onlookers dizzy.
At that moment, a sword came slicing through the air.
He dodged.
An assassin!
A killer from the Underworld Assassin Organization.
And not just any assassin—it was King Qin Guang, the leader of the Ten Kings of Hell.
Back then, Xue Feishuang had invited the Blood Asura to act with two broken Holy Arrows, and King Qin Guang had personally intervened.
"The Underworld Assassin Organization shall be annihilated!" Kou Nanlong declared imperiously, completely disregarding King Qin Guang as he raised his fist and struck.
The heavens trembled.
But before his strike could land, another sword appeared behind him.
Another Great Boundless assassin.
How could a single assassin hope to kill Kou Nanlong, the ferocious dragon of the Southern Region?
Two assassins joined forces.
Yet, Kou Nanlong fought fiercely, lashing out left and right like a raging storm. Surprisingly, he gained the upper hand. But shaking off the assassins proved no easy feat.
For the moment, they remained locked in battle.
Zhang Yang turned to Qiu Yinong and said, "See? Your Son still cannot escape death."
He tightened his grip.
Qiu Yinong’s killing intent sharpened—despite her cooperation with Kou Nanlong, they had failed to finish off Zhang Yang.
Crack!
Jiang Chao’s neck snapped.
He died instantly.
Zhang Yang relaxed his grip, letting the lifeless body fall.
The entire crowd erupted in chaos.
Masters from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land emerged in fury.
Some were in the Opening the Sky realm.
Some were in Small Boundless.
All of them aimed to kill Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang calmly retrieved the Thousand Wolves Pillar, his cold gaze sweeping over them.
If they dared to make a move, he would unleash the pillar’s second function without hesitation.
At the same time, his left hand remained hidden within his sleeve, clutching a jade artifact—one of the Mo family’s rare treasures, possessing a unique ability.
The tension in the air thickened.
Masters from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land roared in rage.
Ten Small Boundless war statues lined up behind Zhang Yang.
All of them glowed gold.
All of them radiated overwhelming power.
"How is this possible?" Qiu Lingshui exclaimed in disbelief. "How can all your war statues be in Small Boundless?"
She had believed their main war statues were only at the Opening the Sky realm.
Zhang Yang sneered.
"Did you really think I was that easy to bully?"
He cast a cold glance at Qiu Lingshui before shifting his focus back to Qiu Yinong.
"Qiu Yinong, I could be as shameless as you and unleash the Thousand Stone Wolves to slaughter you all. I chose not to—because I wanted a fair battle. Too bad you’re both incompetent and shameless!"
Qiu Yinong’s stunning face darkened in fury.
The people of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land seethed with rage.
They had always been untouchable.
Yet now, they had been beaten, humiliated… and utterly disgraced.
"Ants!"
Qiu Yinong descended from the sky, her golden dress fluttering, her hair cascading like a waterfall. She resembled a goddess stepping into the mortal realm—
Yet her overwhelming killing intent shattered that divine image.
As she moved, other masters from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land prepared to strike.
High above, Kou Nanlong remained locked in battle with the two Great Boundless assassins, unable to intervene.
Qiu Yinong coldly declared, "Those marked for death by the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land will not escape their fate."
Zhang Yang sneered.
"You’re welcome to try."
He tightened his grip on the Thousand Wolves Pillar, ready to activate the Cang Wolf Power at any moment.
If necessary, he would ensure that this so-called peerless goddess perished before she ever reached enlightenment.
He intended to make his name known across the entire Southern Region.
"Kill!"
Qiu Yinong charged forward, transforming into a streak of golden light.
The masters of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land leaped from the viewing platforms, joining the assault.
The great battle erupted.
At that moment—
A presence far beyond Qiu Yinong, Kou Nanlong, and King Qin Guang suddenly exploded into existence.
A might so overwhelming that it enveloped the entire Blackstone Arena.
The air itself froze.
The world felt as though it had solidified.
Even Zhang Yang felt as if he had been struck by a freezing spell.
Qiu Yinong, Kou Nanlong, King Qin Guang—
Even they were motionless.
Time seemed to stop.
Even unleashed attacks remained suspended in the air.
Then a single snort echoed.
"Hmph!"
The chaotic energies instantly dissipated.
A voice rang out.
"Holy Might!"
Someone finally managed to speak, their voice trembling violently.
A saint was present.
"Since this is a fair duel, the rules must be upheld. You have disappointed this saint."
The saint’s calm voice carried a chilling undertone, casting an oppressive weight over the people of Golden Cauldron Sacred Land and Kou Nanlong.
"This battle ends here."
No one saw the saint.
No one witnessed the saint’s actions.
Yet, in the next instant, all the fighters from Golden Cauldron Sacred Land who had charged forward were flung out of Blackstone Arena—including Qiu Yinong, Kou Nanlong, and King Qin Guang.
They were powerless to resist.
Qiu Yinong soared high into the sky, her pride, determination, and stubbornness etched onto her face. Clenching her teeth, she asked, "May I inquire which esteemed senior you are?"
The saint replied with a question of his own.
"Do you wish to seek revenge on this saint?"
Qiu Yinong responded, "I dare not, but the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land is not a place to be humiliated."
A faint chuckle echoed.
"Very well. This saint has come to the Southern Region, only to be threatened for the first time in my life… by a mere Immeasurable Stage cultivator."
Despite the immense pressure, Qiu Yinong did not back down.
"Senior, may I have the honor of knowing your name?"
The saint finally answered.
"Eastern Domain, Lingxiao Sacred Place—Lu Changkong!"
A collective gasp swept through the crowd.
Even Kou Nanlong, known for his icy composure, revealed a flicker of shock.
Qiu Yinong, though stunned, managed to compose herself.
"So it is the Sword Saint of the Eastern Domain. I greet you, Sword Saint. With your presence in the south, the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land will surely extend a warm welcome."
Her refusal to submit was remarkable.
A low chuckle followed.
"How intriguing. I have heard of you—Golden Cauldron Qiu Yinong of the Southern Region, an ‘Incredibly Enchanting Woman’ with unyielding pride. To speak so boldly before this saint is commendable. I pardon your offense. Now, go… and explore the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land."
With those final words, the overwhelming Holy Might dissipated.
The Sword Saint of the Eastern Domain, Lu Changkong, departed.
Yet, this battle had come to an absolute conclusion.
Even with Qiu Yinong’s pride and resolve, she could not defy a saint’s will.
She coldly declared, "If I miss today, I will surely kill you!"
Zhang Yang stood unwavering.
"I will stand with you to the end!"
No one knew why the Sword Saint, Lu Changkong, had appeared in the Southern Region—let alone in Mo City—but everyone knew one thing:
Zhang Yang had gained an unprecedented advantage.
The Sword Saint Lu Changkong was widely regarded as the foremost saint of the Eastern Domain.
Few could rival him.
His sword was said to have transcended the Saint path, making him a true king among saints.
When he spoke, it was a holy decree.
The will of a saint.
Even Kou Nanlong, before leaving, cast a cold glance at Zhang Yang, his killing intent unmistakable.
Then he was gone.
The Blackstone Arena erupted once more.
The battle had been thrilling—intense—culminating in an unexpected twist with the arrival of a saint.
This event was destined to send shockwaves throughout the region.
Of course, after a battle like this, some celebrated while others mourned. It wasn’t only the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land or the Demon Slayer Team that faced losses—even in the VIP room, some had already collapsed in despair. Like Liu Feijue. Like Qiu Yuwan.
Their losses were devastating.
Especially Qiu Yuwan—who had initially been a mere bystander.
She had not sought out Yi Ren Zui, yet she had actively proposed a bet.
Within the fierce competition of Mo City, she had already been at a disadvantage.
When Yi Ren Zui presented the betting terms, Qiu Yuwan had been overjoyed—certain of her victory.
After all, how could Golden Cauldron Sacred Land possibly lose to a mere con artist, Zhang Yang?
It was absurd.
Little did she know…
He was the Battle God.
"Elder Sister Qiu, I must concede," Yi Ren Zui said, her smile radiant, her beauty as serene and elegant as an orchid in a secluded valley.
Qiu Yuwan’s face turned ashen.
She clenched her teeth.
"Did you know all along how powerful Zhang Yang was? You set a trap to deceive me!"
Yi Ren Zui shook her head.
"If I say no, would you believe me?"
"I don’t believe you!" Qiu Yuwan snapped.
Her eyes burned with fury.
"Yi Ren Zui, I will remember this debt!"
Then, without another word—
She soared into the sky.
Fleeing far from Mo City.
The stakes of their bet had grown even more extreme.
The wager had been clear:
The loser would never set foot in Mo City again.
In other words…
The Embrace Moon Tower would cease to exist in Mo City.
From this moment forward, Moonview Tower would dominate the city’s intelligence network.
This marked Yi Ren Zui’s first major victory for Moonview Tower.
And with Zhang Yang’s involvement…
She would rise even higher.
Naturally, she was delighted.
Without hesitation, she extended an invitation to Zhang Yang—for a gathering at Moonview Tower.
