Chapter 184
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Chapter 184: Unchanged Original Intention
Jigui Wu!
This was the true name of the Dao Soul within the Seventh Prince.
Killing this Dao Soul granted the Seventh Prince a portion of Jigui Wu’s memories, equivalent to inheriting a significant part of his legacy. Though incomplete and fragmented, it encompassed the true immortal path, for Jigui Wu hailed from the Great Silence Immortal Realm and had advanced far along the Immortal Path Realm, possessing terrifying potential.
"Jigui Wu, your talent and potential were unparalleled; otherwise, how could you dare to aspire to what you called the supreme unique?"
"Now, refining and killing you will perfect me."
"Thanks to you for secretly improving my physique, laying the foundation for extraordinary invincibility, and thanks to you for enabling me to achieve the most invincible base, allowing me to merge with you, integrating your talent and potential into mine."
"With this, we achieve perfect unity. Then I shall truly possess everything unparalleled."
"Next, I will follow the perfect steps you deduced earlier."
"First, I will elevate the true essence of world-destroying powers!"
"Then, I shall condense the Heart of Annihilation!"
"Finally, I shall undergo self-reincarnation within my body!"
"Only then will I become the flawless… world-destroying demon!"
Zhang Yang had not expected that he would defeat the Seventh Prince three times, leaving him disheveled. This proud man, ruthless toward his enemies and even harsher on himself, had now taken a near-suicidal step to become the perfect world-destroying demon—and in doing so, had become Zhang Yang’s true opponent.
He had just arrived before a blood-red grove.
The grove was not large, containing about a thousand or eight hundred blood-red trees, their shimmering aura of blood shifting like lingering clouds.
This place was clearly not ordinary.
The Daybreak Phoenix Ruins, devastated by the War of the Saints a thousand years ago, when fallen saints rained down—had left behind numerous mysteries and troubles that even Ghost City and Phoenix City could not resolve. So far, Zhang Yang had only encountered the death of the hundred-meter giant, the path of the dead saint, and the seven-colored soil.
Beyond that, there were many more secrets waiting to be uncovered.
It was precisely for this reason that the Ghostly Divine Platform and the Great Xia Empire were desperately hiding the truth.
"Master, Phoenix City has been surrounded," said Flower Phantom, who had received news from various sources. This was the brilliance of her fate treasure, the Qian Kun Spirit Plate. "Experts from all sides have gathered outside, demanding the bloody truth behind the former Daybreak Phoenix Ruins."
Zhang Yang scoffed. "They won’t care."
Flower Phantom nodded. "That’s right. And the Great Xia Empire’s people inside Phoenix City are scolding them."
Zhang Yang was not surprised.
Earlier, the alliance of top experts had made it clear that the bloody truth of the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins had become a serious problem for the Saint-level forces of the Great Xia Empire and the Ghostly Divine Platform. As for non-Saint-level forces, they were simply ignored—this was the harsh reality of the Southern Region. They would die for nothing.
He and Flower Phantom approached the blood-red grove.
There, they saw as many as three hundred people completely surrounding it.
These individuals wore matching green armor, with a willow leaf pattern on their chests, making their identities clear: they were from the Liu Family.
Inside, four elderly men with round golden badges on their chests stood out—they were Gold Medallion Appraisers.
Among them stood another figure.
Young. Handsome. Tall. Exceptionally imposing.
If Zhang Yang had not remembered him so well, it would have been hard to imagine that this was the once arrogant, domineering, self-satisfied, and reckless Young Master of the Liu Family—Liu Feijue.
It was clear that Liu Feijue had undergone a significant transformation after the trials he had endured in Mo City.
Zhang Yang stepped forward, executing the Three Steps of Mountains and Rivers.
In a flash of light, he landed to the left of Liu Feijue, clasped his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "Young Master Liu, it’s been a long time. I’ve missed you."
Liu Feijue’s expression instinctively turned cold, but then, in an instant, his demeanor changed abruptly. He turned around sharply, looking at Zhang Yang in shock. His body swayed as he stumbled backward.
"Don’t be afraid."
Zhang Yang placed his hand on Liu Feijue’s left shoulder. With just a gentle press, a cracking sound echoed from his shoulder. Liu Feijue’s face turned pale as he groaned in pain.
Zhang Yang was astonished. "How are you so weak?"
Liu Feijue felt fear, tension, and humiliation. He wasn’t weak—ever since he had fled back to the Liu Family, losing everything and abandoning his former arrogance, he had trained madly in martial arts and made considerable progress.
Yet, Zhang Yang was simply too strong.
Even without using magical power, he could crush Liu Feijue with just a bit of physical strength.
"I…"
Liu Feijue instinctively wanted to shout and maintain his pride, but as he caught sight of the four Gold Medallion Appraisers—and noticed that even the Willow Leaf Warriors he had brought had fled upon seeing Zhang Yang—he suddenly came to a painful realization.
This was the Battle God Zhang Yang.
The one who had defeated top experts.
What pained him even more was that his own people, the warriors of the Liu Family, had abandoned him at the first sign of danger.
Zhang Yang shook his head. "You are truly pitiful, Young Master of the Liu Family."
Liu Feijue felt a bitter sting in his heart. He slowly lifted his head to meet Zhang Yang’s gaze—and then, he did something that shocked Zhang Yang completely.
Plop!
He knelt down.
Zhang Yang was left utterly shocked.
The Liu Feijue of Mo City had been so proud, domineering, and arrogant.
In his eyes, apart from the Saint-level forces, everyone else had been like ants, mere dirt beneath his feet.
Back then, when Zhang Yang had dug a trap and forced him to bet everything, making him kneel and bow his head, Liu Feijue had gone mad with rage and paid a terrible price—but he had never bowed.
Now, he knelt willingly.
"I am an ant!"
"I am dirt!"
"I am a clown!"
Liu Feijue repeatedly knocked his head against the ground, humbly pleading.
"Please spare my lowly life."
Zhang Yang stared at him, dazed.
It was hard to believe how such a drastic transformation had happened in such a short time.
Liu Feijue had suppressed his pride and arrogance, along with everything his background had given him. Now, he understood how to bow and scrape, just for the sake of survival.
Still receiving no response, Liu Feijue further prostrated himself on the ground, trembling.
"I can be your dog."
It was ironic.
Back in Mo City, this was how Liu Feijue had once viewed Zhang Yang.
Even when they had first met, Liu Feijue had approached him with the mindset of keeping a dog for his own amusement.
Now, he knelt, crying, and begged to be a dog—just to survive.
Zhang Yang remained silent.
In Mo City, Liu Feijue had taught him a cruel lesson about humanity.
Now, Liu Feijue helped him understand something else:
In the face of life and death, a person can shatter all past pride and dignity, smashing them into dust.
Still kneeling, Liu Feijue suddenly remembered something.
He took out his storage bag, held it with both hands, and presented it to Zhang Yang.
"All of my possessions are in here. Please accept it."
The former Liu Feijue had left Zhang Yang with feelings of brutal violence.
But seeing him now, so utterly broken, Zhang Yang felt nothing but disinterest.
"Enough. You can go," Zhang Yang said.
Liu Feijue was overjoyed, repeatedly knocking his head against the ground in gratitude.
"But while deadly sins may be forgiven, you cannot escape your crimes."
Without warning, Zhang Yang suddenly kicked, striking Liu Feijue’s dantian.
"Live as an ordinary person and truly experience the life of the ants you once spoke of."
Liu Feijue collapsed to the ground in pain, his face pale. Yet, he gritted his teeth, enduring the agony. He continued knocking his head against the ground and said, "Yes, I will definitely experience the life of a common person to atone for my past mistakes."
Zhang Yang waved his hand dismissively.
Liu Feijue staggered to his feet and limped away.
Watching Liu Feijue’s retreating figure, Zhang Yang felt an indescribable mix of emotions.
Was this life?
He sat down on the ground, deep in thought.
Not long ago, before being struck by that crimson lightning, he had been just an ordinary person, struggling to afford even three meals a day. But now, he had already become the hidden master of the Vast Forest, and in the future, he might even ascend to immortality, overlooking all creatures below.
This drastic transformation had once made him rejoice, but seeing Liu Feijue’s downfall gave him new insights.
At that moment, deep within his heart, a forgotten belief reawakened.
To break the rules of the Southern Region, to rebuild a new order, and to give everyone the chance to change their fate.
In that instant, his belief grew even stronger. It was no longer just about the Southern Region—his vision expanded to the entire vast world.
The goal of becoming an immortal was for this.
With his conviction reignited, he felt a profound sense of inner elevation, as if his soul were being cleansed.
An unchanging will leads to ultimate achievement.
He smiled.
From this moment on, his resolve to become an immortal would never waver. But now, that goal was no longer just for himself—it was for a greater ambition.
To create opportunities for the countless ordinary people of the vast world to change their destinies.
Just then, Flower Phantom floated over, her voice soft yet firm.
"Master, Liu Feijue is dead."
Zhang Yang was stunned.
That shouldn’t have happened. Even though he had been crippled, his status and power should have still allowed him to leave the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins safely. In fact, some might have even protected him, hoping to gain favor with the Liu Family.
How could he have died?
Flower Phantom answered calmly, "He was killed by the fleeing Gold Medallion Appraisers and Willow Leaf Warriors."
