Chapter 148
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Chapter 148: Entering the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins Early
For a moment, there was silence, then Yilie chuckled.
“Elder Si, you must be joking, right?”
Not just him, the others shared the same disbelief.
The Daybreak Phoenix Ruins were set to open only on the fifth day of May. Today was merely the first day of May.
No one should have been able to enter.
Even saints found it nearly impossible to break that rule.
“Elder Si, are you hesitating because of the Holy Land of Secrets’ downfall?” Liu Taixu asked, a mocking glint in his eyes.
Ying Wuji furrowed his brow.
Qiu Yinong’s expression turned icy.
Only Si Zhi Xiao remained calm and indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard their words. Without offering any explanation, he tucked away the turtle shell, stood up, and left.
“Could it be that he actually entered?” Yilie muttered, aware of Si Zhi Xiao’s formidable abilities.
With a stomp of his foot, Yilie shot into the sky, heading straight for the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins.
The other four quickly followed.
When they arrived at the enormous light gate of the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins, their faces darkened.
Inside the light gate stood a bewildered Zhang Yang. Only when he saw them did he snap out of his daze, waving casually.
“Well, well, look who’s here!”
Among the five, Qiu Yinong reacted the fastest. Her sword instinctively cleaved through the air, her hatred for Zhang Yang having reached its boiling point. For her, this was a fight to the death—there was no room for compromise.
Bang!
Despite her immense power and domineering strike, the enormous light gate merely rippled faintly, like a strand of hair swaying in the wind, before the ripple vanished entirely.
Zhang Yang was furious. “Qiu Yinong, you’ve gone too far! Chasing after me and now trying to threaten me? Let me tell you, I, Zhang Yang, cannot be subdued! You want me to be your partner? Dream on!”
Qiu Yinong’s rage exploded. She unleashed her boundless sword energy in a flurry of strikes, slashing over a dozen times in quick succession.
Yet, all that appeared were faint ripples, like strands of hair, which disappeared almost instantly, leaving no impact whatsoever.
This left Yilie, Ying Wuji, Liu Taixu, and Mu Yujing—the Four Figures of the Great Boundless—utterly stunned.
Everything seemed normal.
The real question was: how had Zhang Yang managed to get inside?
Calmly, Yilie retrieved a jade stone etched with an ancient teleportation array and activated it.
Light flickered around him.
He vanished momentarily, only to reappear in front of the enormous light gate, which now bore ancient, mysterious patterns that flashed briefly before fading away.
“I can’t teleport inside,” Yilie said, his expression darkening.
Mu Yujing snapped angrily, “How did he get in?”
No one had an answer.
Zhang Yang couldn’t explain it either—he was just as baffled. Although Saint Liao Qingshan had studied the ancient teleportation array and made modifications based on the beast scale’s array, it allowed Zhang Yang to enter without needing specific spatial coordinates. Instead, he relied on places he had seen before, using his imagination to lock onto a general direction and scope.
He had used it for the first time, thinking about the vast mountains he had passed on his way here. His intention was to hide within them, ensuring that no one could find him no matter how hard they tried, and then he would seek an opportunity to enter the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins.
Who would have thought that while he envisioned the north in his mind, he would end up in the south, directly arriving inside the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins?
He couldn’t explain how he had managed to get in.
Was it his special bloodline?
Or perhaps… his striking good looks?!
It seemed there were no other explanations.
Ignoring the older men, Zhang Yang focused on Qiu Yinong, smiled at her, and playfully snapped a strand of hair before blowing it her way.
The others didn’t understand the gesture, but Qiu Yinong did.
Her face, once pale with anger, flushed bright red again, filled with hatred, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
“Oh dear, I won’t accept your passionate pursuit, and now you want to cry?” Zhang Yang scoffed. “Don’t play the victim; I will never be moved. I have my pride. No woman will make me submit! I am devoted to martial arts, preserving my purity, and will never let you women tarnish my pure heart of martial arts.”
Qiu Yinong nearly spat blood in frustration.
“Elder Qiu, don’t let this worthless rogue influence your heart. He is a man near death, struggling in vain,” Ying Wuji sneered.
Zhang Yang turned his head, sizing him up. “Old man, is your mind slipping? Didn’t I just defeat your Golden Cauldron Sacred Land’s generation? Even Son Jiang Chao has been taken down. And I’m the one struggling here?”
Arrogantly, he declared, “Let me be blunt—here in the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins, I am invincible! If you dare, come inside. If any of you can withstand a single punch from me, I’ll consider it a loss!”
The five outside grew even angrier.
Liu Taixu coldly said, “This person must be eliminated.”
“He will never grow strong,” Mu Yujing said ominously.
Ying Wuji sneered, “The depth of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land is beyond your imagination. On the fifth day of May, true experts from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land will emerge, and I will slay you!”
The four figures from the three great families turned and left, returning to gather their forces for the fifth day of May.
As Qiu Yinong departed, she caught a flirtatious glance from Zhang Yang, almost making her turn back to kill him again.
In the end, only Yilie remained outside the light gate.
Zhang Yang felt a deep disgust toward him.
This man’s greed knew no bounds—he would do anything for profit, even imprisoning his own daughter.
“You make me furious,” Yilie said, his killing intent surpassing that of the others before him.
Zhang Yang snapped back, “Pah! I make you furious? I have no enmity with you. I even helped you and your daughter improve your status in Moonview Tower. I could have exchanged my treasured items with your daughter, giving you what you wanted. And yet, you reversed everything and tried to sell me off to someone else, as if it were only right. Am I supposed to let you humiliate me and sell me at will?”
"That’s right. I want to sell you, and you must obediently comply," Yilie declared, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "You ruined my grand business, causing me serious losses, so you deserve to die! No one interferes with my business. No one disrupts my plans. If they do, they must die. And you—you’re as good as dead!"
Zhang Yang sneered. "So you’re just a mad dog, huh?"
Wasn’t this logic the same as that of the Demon Slayer Team? No different from the Mo family’s behavior?
Were all the Saint-level forces in the Southern Region like this—believing that they could kill anyone they wanted without resistance?
His disdain for Yilie deepened.
"Moonview Tower has enough power to crush you like an insect," Yilie taunted. "Don’t think you’re impressive just because you defeated a generation of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land. That was pure strength alone. If they had used treasures or other means, you would have died a hundred times over. Do you really think of yourself as a Battle God? Just wait—you won’t live much longer."
With that, he turned and stormed off.
Zhang Yang, however, felt an eerie sense of calm wash over him. He had seen through the true nature of those who ruled the Southern Region.
If that was the case, then so be it. Let him become the enemy of the entire Southern Region.
Even if they had endless resources, he had his own ambitions.
He aspired to ascend to immortality, to shatter the Southern Region itself.
Just as his determination solidified, another figure appeared outside the light gate.
King Qin Guang!
The moment Zhang Yang laid eyes on him, an unexpected thought crossed his mind.
The so-called sacred lands, empires, forbidden zones, and aristocratic families—weren’t they all laughable compared to a true assassin organization?
