Chapter 128
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Chapter 128: Counterattack
The Golden Rope was none other than the Infinite Gold Rope!
A weapon crafted specifically to bind Great Boundless cultivators.
It was one of the most prized treasures of the Mo family’s legacy. Though not a true holy weapon, its power was nearly on par with one.
In the blink of an eye, it tightened, coiling around Kou Nanlong with terrifying speed, threatening to crush him.
Whoosh!
At the same time, the Broken Holy Blade in the war statue’s grasp came slashing down.
It was a seamless sequence of attacks.
Zhang Yang, controlling the war statues, could issue commands with precision, ensuring perfect coordination.
The speed of his movements stunned everyone.
Even Yi Ren Zui, watching from a distance, was left speechless, unable to react.
Zhang Yang—who moments ago had seemed destined to die—had suddenly turned the tables, pushing Kou Nanlong into a life-threatening predicament.
It was a true life-or-death moment.
In that split-second of desperation, Kou Nanlong roared:
"Violent! Dragon! Transformation!"
His body abruptly expanded, and fine Dragon Scales erupted across his skin.
Draconic horns began to protrude from his forehead.
His once-sharp features elongated into a dragon-like visage.
His hands transformed into Dragon Claws, while his boots burst apart, revealing razor-sharp talons.
Crack, crack, crack… BOOM!
The Infinite Gold Rope shattered!
The sheer terror of the Dragon of the Southern Region drew gasps from the crowd.
Even Zhang Yang was momentarily stunned.
That was the Infinite Gold Rope!
A weapon crafted to bind Great Boundless cultivators—and yet, Kou Nanlong had shattered it through sheer force alone.
Of course, he had paid a heavy price.
Blood streamed from his arms, chest, and legs as his scales cracked.
His bones, strained under the transformation, fractured.
But more importantly—
He was too late.
Puff!
The Broken Holy Blade, though rusted, was razor-sharp—and chillingly deadly.
A mere graze of its edge left a deep, bone-exposing gash across Kou Nanlong’s chest.
Kou Nanlong narrowly avoided the fatal blow.
But a second deadly strike was already upon him.
Zhang Yang flicked his finger, and a thumb-sized fire seed shot forth.
Boom!
The fire seed landed nearby and instantly erupted into a blazing black inferno, within which a ferocious Hellhound roared.
This was Hellfire—another artifact from the Mo family’s legacy.
The flames merely grazed the edge of Kou Nanlong’s clothing—he was too fast—but Hellfire was relentless. It ignited the fabric, spreading wildly in an instant.
Kou Nanlong screamed in agony, the searing heat inflicting severe wounds. In desperation, he hastily retreated and crushed the Dragon Pearl in his grasp.
A dragon-shaped light erupted, instantly extinguishing the Hellfire.
But the war statues struck again.
Another cleaving blow descended.
With a flick of his wrist, Kou Nanlong hurled a black jar, its surface radiating a terrifying aura—a treasure on the verge of evolving into a holy weapon.
Clang!
The broken Holy Blade clashed against the black jar.
The jar held its ground, but Kou Nanlong, already grievously wounded, could no longer withstand the full might of the war statues.
The impact sent the black jar rebounding—slamming directly into Kou Nanlong’s chest.
Crack!
Bones shattered.
Kou Nanlong coughed up blood from his seven orifices and was sent flying.
But the worst pain was not the broken bones—it was the searing agony that threatened to black out his vision.
His body screamed for unconsciousness, but he bit his tongue to stay awake.
It was then that he sensed it—a terrifying power descending from behind him.
Another Great Boundless!
There was no time to turn.
Instinctively, Kou Nanlong threw a punch behind him.
But his strength was no longer what it once was.
His entire arm exploded in a spray of blood.
Kou Nanlong let out a piercing scream as his body was flung through the air.
The Broken Holy Blade flashed in his trajectory.
Thud!
With a single stroke—his head fell.
Kou Nanlong was dead.
Despite mastering countless secret techniques, wielding peerless arts, and possessing rare treasures, the Dragon of the Southern Region—destined to Prove the Path to Immortality and ascend to sainthood—had been slaughtered.
The spectators trembled in fear.
Just minutes ago, Zhang Yang had been cornered by five Great Boundless cultivators, forced to kneel and beg for mercy at the hands of the Liu family brothers.
His death had seemed inevitable.
And yet—
In the blink of an eye, four Great Boundless lay dead.
Among them was Kou Nanlong, the Mighty King of the Great Xia.
No one was left unshaken.
No one unafraid.
At that moment, many began to wonder—
Had Lu Changkong, the Sword Saint of the Eastern Domain, come to save Zhang Yang?
Or had he come to eliminate those who sought to kill him?
And even more unsettling—
Just how deep did Zhang Yang’s hidden capabilities run?
One Great Boundless’s divine wolf had been destroyed.
Another had fallen.
That other, of course, was Jia Tianhe.
He had achieved a breakthrough early that morning and required eight hours to fully emerge. By the time Zhang Yang had headed to the Blackstone Arena, six hours had already passed.
When Zhang Yang was drinking at Moonview Tower with Yi Ren Zui, Jia Tianhe had already emerged—allowing him to arrive just in time.
The Shattering of the Mighty King’s Seal
Zhang Yang retrieved Kou Nanlong’s storage bag and pulled out the Mighty King of the Great Xia Seal.
Casually, he tossed it into the air.
The Broken Holy Blade flashed once more.
Crack!
The Mighty King of the Great Xia Seal shattered.
The imperial aura within it—far greater than even the ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals—had never been activated.
Now, it dissipated into the wind.
Every witness to this scene felt their hearts leap into their throats.
Zhang Yang then gathered Kou Nanlong’s storage bag, along with those of the three Liu family Great Boundless cultivators, and walked away.
He did not acknowledge Yi Ren Zui—this was not the moment for greetings.
Now, he could officially declare that he had added the Liu family—the foremost family of the Southern Region—to his list of enemies.
Including the Great Xia Empire, Ziyang Sacred Land, Golden Cauldron Sacred Land, Ghostly Divine Platform, and Demon Sword Forbidden Area, there were now six major Saint-level forces standing against him.
The Embrace Moon Tower and the Burial Dragon Forbidden Ground were also unfriendly.
His enemies were scattered far and wide across the Southern Region.
Yi Ren Zui, too, did not call out to him.
She remained shaken.
Troubled by Zhang Yang’s complete break with the Liu family—who would surely stop at nothing to kill him.
Distressed by Kou Nanlong’s death—knowing that the Dragon of the Southern Region, a true future saint, had been beheaded.
And deeply unsettled by Zhang Yang himself.
A situation that had seemed certain to end in death had flipped around in an instant.
This left Yi Ren Zui with an indescribable thrill—a surge of madness igniting within her.
Should she seek a deeper partnership with Zhang Yang?
But she knew—whoever allied with Zhang Yang now would be courting great risk.
A reckless thought.
And yet—
One she could not ignore.
As Zhang Yang departed, crowds flooded the streets, gathering around the four lifeless bodies on the ground.
These were Great Boundless cultivators—figures once revered as gods.
Especially Kou Nanlong—who had ruled the Southern Region with overwhelming might.
Now—
His body lay in two pieces.
Lifeless.
"Father!"
A voice filled with grief and anguish rang out.
Kou Feiyan rushed forward.
Upon learning of Kou Nanlong’s death, she was completely stunned.
All her glory had come from Kou Nanlong—she knew this well.
Even the Mighty King’s residence, the Kou family’s rise, their place within the Great Xia Empire, and their continued growth—all of it had been thanks to Kou Nanlong.
The Kou family still had their Great Boundless cultivators, but compared to Kou Nanlong, they seemed insignificant.
They lacked his invincible might.
With Kou Nanlong’s death, it was as if a storm of destruction loomed over the Kou family.
"Father! Father!"
Kou Feiyan clutched her father’s severed head, wailing inconsolably.
"You said that after killing Zhang Yang, you would return with me! You… ah!"
Suddenly, she let out a horrific scream.
The crowd gasped.
A blade had pierced Kou Feiyan’s body.
No one saw who the assassin was.
Only a cloaked figure squeezed through the crowd, slipping away with ease.
A soft chuckle escaped his lips.
"Zhang Yang, you didn’t disappoint me. With Kou Nanlong dead and the blame placed on you for Fourth Brother’s death, along with this so-called Princess of Yan, the Great Xia Empire will surely come after you. Even my father’s throne might be shaken… Hehe, that will only accelerate my path to the throne."
He was the Seventh Prince.
Zhang Yang remained unaware of what had happened.
But at that moment, he was furious.
He had no intention of stopping—his next target was the Liu brothers.
Having already eliminated three of the Liu family’s Great Boundless cultivators, he truly doubted that the remaining forces of the Liu family in Mo City could stand against him.
Thus, he returned to the Mo family estate, accompanied by the war statues and Jia Tianhe.
There, he encountered Yuluan, the shadow-like Xue Feishuang, and the Giant Guard, an elite force composed of Blood Asuras, Asura assassins, and warriors of the Golden Armored Giant Clan.
Accompanying them were all the Small Boundless war statues, stepping forth from the Mo family residence.
Their destination was none other than the Liu family’s station in Mo City.
