Chapter 131
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Chapter 131: Shock in the Southern Region
Mo City was in turmoil.
The Southern Region trembled.
Numerous sects, empires, sacred lands, and forbidden areas received the news.
In a single day, Zhang Yang annihilated an entire generation of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land. He slaughtered the Three Figures from Great Boundless of the Liu family, killed the Infamous Dragon of the Southern Region, Kou Nanlong, and ransacked the Liu family’s base.
Then, he vanished without a trace.
From that moment on, no one knew where Zhang Yang had gone.
Like a fierce wind, the news spread from Mo City at an astonishing speed, reaching every corner of the Southern Region.
Liu Feikong, the second young master of the Liu family, returned in a panic, only to find their base completely stripped bare. Overcome with rage, he screamed, "Zhang Yang! Vast Forest! I will make sure you have no place to be buried! I swear, I will have my revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"
He was on the verge of madness.
For the Liu family, this was a devastating blow—not just because of the treasures they lost, but because of their reputation.
Initially, they had held an auction, boasting that the Golden Dragon Shield had a high chance of advancing to a holy weapon. This claim attracted powerful figures from the Great Xia Empire, the Two Major Holy Places, and even forbidden areas.
However, Liu Feijue selfishly broke the Underworld Spirit Forbidden Law on the Golden Dragon Shield, swallowed it whole, and demanded an exchange for two steps from the Nine Steps of Mountains and Rivers. Though many were displeased, they endured it.
Now, with those two steps gone, what could they do? They still wanted to trade!
And what of the other auctioned items? Many had already been distributed. Even with the Liu family’s deep roots, time was running out, and they could not fully compensate everyone.
With crisis after crisis unfolding, how could the Liu family, whose reputation had been built over ten thousand years, handle this disgrace?
If this had been a small-scale auction, it might have been manageable. But with an event of such magnitude, where the confirmed lots had already been publicized, casually replacing them would not go unnoticed and would inevitably bring severe consequences.
Moreover, with all their treasures plundered and the Three Figures from Great Boundless slain, where was the Liu family’s dignity?
That very night, the Liu family announced the dispatch of five more figures from Great Boundless—leading experts, bringing treasures—to Mo City.
Thus, Mo City would soon see the gathering of Nine Great Boundless figures from the Liu family.
This was not only to sustain the auction but also to exact vengeance.
On the same day, figures from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land arrived, splitting into two groups.
The first group consisted of two people, one of whom was Qiu Yinong. She had demanded to come. Proud as she was, she refused to call for additional reinforcements just to suppress Zhang Yang.
"You have war statues and two figures from the Underworld Assassin Organization, right? I want three, equal numbers, and I will crush you all the same."
However, as the news of Zhang Yang’s rampage spread, four more figures from Great Boundless joined them.
When the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land learned that Zhang Yang had wrought such havoc in a single day, they could not sit idly by, prompting the reinforcements.
Thus, the total number of figures from Great Boundless at the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land in Mo City reached seven.
Great Xia Empire, Daxia Imperial Capital
A golden dragon circled above the Imperial Capital, roaring incessantly.
This was the result of the Mighty King of Great Xia’s slaughter. The destruction of the Mighty King’s seal had triggered this bizarre phenomenon.
It had already lasted for an hour.
The Daxia Imperial Capital was enveloped in an eerie silence.
Not a word was spoken.
The streets were packed with an uncountable number of people.
Even those within the palace had stepped out.
The Great Xia Emperor, Mu Yaotian, stood with a face so dark it seemed as though it could drip with water.
He was the tenth emperor of the Great Xia Empire.
According to royal customs, each emperor’s reign was limited to one hundred years. After a century, they would abdicate; if they did not live to see their hundredth year, a successor would take the throne earlier.
Since the founding of the Great Xia Empire over a thousand years ago, every emperor had stepped down after their hundred-year term, retreating into the depths of the palace to devote themselves to cultivation, turning their backs on worldly affairs.
As a result, the true number of saints within the Great Xia Empire remained a mystery.
To underestimate them based on assumptions of a shallow foundation would be a grave mistake, as Ghost King Youye of the Ghostly Divine Platform had once warned.
For a thousand years, the Great Xia Empire had aggressively expanded, even dismantling the Langya Empire, their sole rival in the Southern Region. Their foundation had grown at an astonishing rate through conquest, though they lagged behind in the realm level of saints.
This relentless expansion had earned the Great Xia Empire a fearsome reputation.
Though nobles had fallen, none were lost permanently. Various large seals would return or be reclaimed at specific times, maintaining the structure of one king, nine palaces, and seventy-two marquises.
Now, Mu Yaotian, who had ruled for only thirty-three years and was hailed as the most outstanding emperor in a thousand years, faced an unprecedented disaster.
His concubine had been murdered.
Her guards had been slaughtered, their bodies hung at the palace gates.
Fourteen martial arts marquises had been killed, and the Great Xia Martial Lord Seal was permanently destroyed.
Two martial arts dukes had been slain, and the Great Xia Duke Seal was lost.
The only king from an outside clan had been killed, and the Great Xia King Seal was permanently destroyed.
This series of devastating blows, all occurring within just a few days, drove the ambitious and strategic emperor to the brink of madness—so much so that he spat blood in fury.
Now, as he watched the Golden Dragon, which roared incessantly and refused to leave, his heart bled.
He owed his ascension to the throne largely to Mighty King Kou Nanlong.
The two had been as close as brothers, both brimming with youthful vigor in martial arts. However, after becoming emperor, Mu Yaotian had fallen behind due to state affairs, while Mighty King Kou Nanlong, with his support, had advanced boldly, swiftly becoming his sharpest weapon. It was unthinkable that he had been slaughtered.
He could not accept this.
He was acutely aware that such losses could destabilize his once-unshakable throne, as even the saints within the palace depths had begun to express their discontent.
"Nanlong, I swear to avenge you!" Mu Yaotian declared with profound sorrow.
The Golden Dragon let out a piercing cry, circled once more, then soared into the sky, vanishing into the horizon.
Mighty King Kou Nanlong was dead.
From this moment forward, the Great Xia Empire would no longer have a king from an outside clan.
This news sent shockwaves through the empire’s hierarchy.
But the turmoil was far from over.
As the Golden Dragon departed, people from the Mighty King’s residence came rushing in, crying out, "Your Majesty! Princess Yan has been killed!"
Chaos erupted.
Mu Yaotian’s face turned ashen, and a potent killing intent emanated from him.
Mighty King Kou Nanlong had only one daughter, Kou Feiyan, whom he cherished dearly. She had been bestowed the title of Princess Yan at birth and was gifted the Golden-Winged Great Roc. With her death, how could he face Kou Nanlong’s spirit after vowing to protect her?
Before he could react, another person rushed in, collapsing at his feet, trembling as they spoke, "Your Majesty, it’s terrible. The Fourth Prince has been killed by Zhang Yang."
"Poof!"
Overcome with rage, Mu Yaotian spat blood.
The scene descended into chaos.
That night, an imperial edict was issued from the palace.
The emperor’s uncle, Master Mu Yao, led four figures from Great Boundless to Mo City, vowing to kill Zhang Yang.
Thus, three Saint-level forces had been enraged, sending a total of twenty-one figures from Great Boundless to Mo City.
Mo City was in shock.
All eyes in the Southern Region were fixed on the unfolding events.
People were eager to see how this storm would escalate.
Some speculated that Zhang Yang must have fled in fear, likely returning to the Vast Forest by now.
Many believed this to be true.
Even the three Saint-level forces had declared their intent to scour Mo City. If Zhang Yang was not found, they would march into the Vast Forest.
At that moment, Zhang Yang emerged from nowhere, boldly proclaiming, "This Battle God is right here in Mo City, ready to face you all!"
He had not fled. Instead, he dared to declare war.
