Chapter 182
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Chapter 182: One Person Can Control a City
The two warriors, who had remained steadfast in their principles, now faced an unexpected shift as they confronted the Seventh Prince.
As they struck with full force against the edge of the God-slaying Sword, the Seventh Prince desperately blocked. However, after their initial attack had been weakened by the Dragon-Restraining Forbidden Law, the difference in their strength became evident.
The Seventh Prince was hurled high into the sky.
Zhang Yang remained unfazed, seemingly unaffected by the impact. He took a step into the air, raising his divine rod once more to deliver a crushing blow.
Ye Kuanglan’s sword quivered slightly; that minuscule delay cost him the opportunity to pursue, as the forces he had previously arranged to counterattack finally converged at that very moment.
Gu Jianfeng from Ziyang Sacred Land!
Qiu Yuwan from Embrace Moon Tower!
Yu Yihang from the Liu Family!
Leng Jiu’ou from Black Cloak Pavilion!
Additionally, two elite warriors from the Ziyan Guards, two from the Golden Lion Knights, and two from the Moonlight Nineteen Killers joined them, forming a total of ten masters who swiftly encircled Ye Kuanglan.
Ye Kuanglan let out a resounding roar, his hair billowing, his eyes gleaming with an icy brilliance as sword energy radiated in all directions. A peculiar sensation filled his chest as his gaze locked onto Yi Piaopiao.
Since stepping onto the sword path, he had never encountered a worthy opponent.
As for failure?
He had no concept of it.
Renowned as undefeated, he now felt a faint whisper of failure creeping into his mind, and it irked him deeply. The only way to quell this frustration was through battle.
His Chaotic Wave Divine Sword swept through the air, unleashing a tempest of sword rain that astonishingly enveloped all ten masters.
He had declared a killing spree!
Yet, even in the midst of battle, his eyes remained fixed on the two figures soaring toward the heavens.
The Seventh Prince was badly wounded.
He was fortunate to have survived the combined assault of Zhang Yang and Ye Kuanglan, having been blasted over a hundred meters away. Aware of his dire situation, the Seventh Prince wasted no time. Without hesitation, he seized the opportunity to retreat, putting as much distance as possible between himself and the battlefield.
He saw no hope of victory.
He had witnessed Yuluan’s near-invincibility as she forced Chixiao from Golden Cauldron Sacred Land to flee in disarray.
He had seen the Ironback Blue Bull plowing through the Golden Lion Knights.
He had observed Yi Piaopiao and Ghost King Fulong locked in a fierce, unyielding duel.
He had watched the Three Great Asuras, the Four Great Phantoms, along with Ling Yue and Xu Li, wreaking havoc without restraint.
How could he possibly contend with that?
He chose to flee.
But Zhang Yang would not allow him to escape for a third time.
The first time, he had fled using the ancient teleportation array in the Vast Forest.
The second time, he had vanished through the ancient teleportation array before the Mountain River Pill Furnace.
This time, he would not escape.
Zhang Yang raised his divine rod, channeling his full Nine Extremes True Essence into the Three Steps of Mountains and Rivers.
With a posture that seemed to shatter the very fabric of space, his movement was so swift that the air rippled in his wake. His speed defied imagination—within the blink of an eye, he had closed the gap between him and the Seventh Prince.
The Seventh Prince showed no mercy to himself; he slashed his own chest with his sword, blood spraying into the air.
With his left hand, he formed a strange seal and bellowed, "Secret technique—Dark Divine Realm!"
Then, he slammed his palm against the ground.
A surge of dark energy erupted from the earth, dark patterns spreading like creeping shadows. It was as if an entire dark world was descending upon them.
Yet Zhang Yang did not stop.
He had always believed that overwhelming force could crush any secret technique.
Absolute power could shatter any forbidden law.
Boom!
He stomped down with such force that the ground fractured, sending shockwaves rippling outward and shattering the dark patterns beneath him.
The divine rod followed, descending with immense force.
The Seventh Prince dared not face it directly. Dark energy pooled like water beneath his feet as he took a single step backward—instantly covering a distance of over five hundred meters, as if warping space itself.
Boom!
The ground where he had stood moments before was obliterated into a massive crater.
The so-called Dark Divine Realm shattered in response.
Zhang Yang surged through the collapsing darkness, relentlessly pursuing his target.
The Seventh Prince barely had time to catch his breath. The World-Destroying Secret Technique had drained him severely, and combined with his earlier injuries, he knew he could not stay and fight.
He had only one option—to flee.
They raced across the land like two streaks of light.
The difference in their speeds was stark.
Zhang Yang was rapidly closing the distance.
The Seventh Prince gritted his teeth, pushing his body to its absolute limit.
They traversed mountains and rivers, neither slowing down.
When Zhang Yang was only a hundred meters away from the Seventh Prince, a city loomed ahead.
Phoenix City!
A city forged from the Flame Divine Stone.
Intricate Forbidden Law Patterns interwove across its surface, forming a blazing Phoenix Luan. The city was teeming with people.
Since Luan You’er had perished in battle, and all Eighteen Imperial Guards had been struck down by the lightning tribulation, the remaining forces, led by Murong Bai, had entrenched themselves within Phoenix City, refusing to leave their stronghold.
Seeing the situation unfold, Murong Bai shouted, "Phoenix Luan Forbidden Law!"
Buzz!
The fiery Phoenix Luan, formed by the interwoven Forbidden Law Patterns on the surface of Phoenix City, suddenly came to life. A blazing claw shot forth, reaching to seize the Seventh Prince.
Murong Bai was intent on rescuing the Seventh Prince and bringing him into Phoenix City.
Zhang Yang, consumed by rage, raised his hand and hurled the divine rod.
Whoosh!
His fury, killing intent, and power coalesced into this single, lethal strike.
The divine rod shot forth like a bolt of lightning.
The Forbidden Laws under Murong Bai’s control reacted a fraction too late.
Bang!
The divine rod struck the fiery claw squarely.
Crack!
The sheer power of the divine rod pierced through the fiery claw and embedded itself into the ground.
To Zhang Yang’s astonishment, the fiery claw, though riddled with cracks, did not shatter. It still clutched the Seventh Prince and swiftly retreated toward Phoenix City.
Only as they neared Phoenix City did the fiery claw finally give way and crumble.
The Seventh Prince slipped into the city without hindrance.
Zhang Yang grabbed the divine rod, slowed his pace, and strode toward Phoenix City.
At that moment, a beam of Dao light streaked from behind and merged into the divine rod.
Clearly, the tide of battle behind him had shifted.
The thousand stone wolves had returned.
The divine rod reverted to the Thousand Wolves Pillar.
He hoisted the Thousand Wolves Pillar and marched to the front of Phoenix City.
Bang!
The Thousand Wolves Pillar slammed into the ground as he bellowed,
"Hear me, people of Phoenix City! I, Zhang Yang, stand alone, ready to face your entire city in battle!"
His resolve to kill the Seventh Prince burned undiminished.
Yet, no response came.
Murong Bai had issued a direct order—no engagement. Instead, they would focus on healing the Seventh Prince.
Frustrated, Zhang Yang swung the Thousand Wolves Pillar and unleashed a barrage of blows upon Phoenix City.
Bang, bang, bang…
He struck more than three hundred times in rapid succession.
The protective Forbidden Laws of Phoenix City trembled—from faint quivers to violent shakes—yet they held firm, unyielding, and unbroken.
This was a testament to the formidable defenses of Phoenix City.
Zhang Yang felt a pang of discouragement; his cultivation level remained a glaring weakness.
The Daybreak Phoenix Ruins imposed a limit at the Eighth Level of Ascending to Heaven, meaning he still needed to break through to elevate his strength.
He simply sat down in front of Phoenix City, planting the Thousand Wolves Pillar firmly into the ground.
He was determined to outlast Phoenix City, vowing not to rest until the Seventh Prince was dead.
However, to the onlookers, this scene carried a different meaning.
One man had silenced an entire city.
What an awe-inspiring display of power!
Inside were the Seventh Prince and luminaries like Murong Bai, the finest of their generation in the Great Xia Empire.
Half an hour later, Phoenix City remained tightly sealed, and the Flower Phantom drifted into view.
She brought the latest news.
Ye Kuanglan had dealt a crippling blow to the ten masters; combined with the Seventh Prince’s defeat and retreat, the group of elite fighters had scattered in disarray, each fleeing for their lives, while their side gave chase with relentless determination.
Yuluan was in pursuit of Chixiao from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land.
The Snow Guards were hunting the Golden Lion Knights.
Others had their own targets.
Then, Yi Ren Zui appeared, locating the first killer of the Moonlight Nineteen Killers, who had emerged from Moonview Tower.
After a brief exchange, the first killer and his men followed Yi Ren Zui and departed.
Finally, the Flower Phantom said,
"Sister Yuluan, while chasing Chixiao, suspects she has found… Liu Feijue!"
A ripple disturbed the calm surface of Zhang Yang’s heart.
He spoke lightly,
"Young Master Liu… I have missed him dearly. Find out where he is, and I will go to him."
