Chapter 38
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Chapter 38: Arrogance and Domination
At this moment, Zhang Yang was no longer the same as before.
He had been in seclusion to break through to a new realm, which was why he hadn’t rushed out to fight immediately.
And now, he had succeeded.
Level Six of the Returning to Origin Realm.
In the Vast Forest, this was the highest attainable level.
While others refined their elemental energy, Zhang Yang still possessed vital energy, but the wind essence he absorbed had propelled him to this level—marking the true beginning of his journey toward immortality. The difference was vast; though he still used vital energy, it was already far superior to others’ elemental energy.
Having witnessed the power of the Baxiang Force, he had now fully mastered it.
From this point forward, he possessed eight divine powers, not including the Soul Binding Power, giving him the strength to act without restraint.
He was eager to see how Lu Fang’s so-called trap could possibly kill him.
“I know you’re strong, but killing you won’t be difficult,” Lu Fang said, flipping his wrist to reveal a pearl the size of a fist.
Zhang Yang’s keen eyes immediately recognized it—the pearl was filled with intricate patterns formed by intertwining beams of light.
From within the palace, Shang Zhu gasped in horror. “The Divine Forbidden Pearl!” His expression turned grave as he shouted, “Stop him! That pearl can control all the forbidden laws within the Divine Forbidden Gate and—”
He didn’t get to finish. Zhang Yang and Lu Fang moved at the same time.
Lu Fang poured all his strength into activating the Divine Forbidden Pearl.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yang flicked a piece of the beast bone arrow he had just broken.
Whoosh!
The shard shot through the air.
“Brother Lu, be careful!” Ning Feixiao saw it clearly. He quickly drew an arrow and fired.
Whoosh!
Ning Feixiao’s arrow was incredibly fast—he had unleashed a Wind Arrow, which was even faster.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, his arrow missed its target by an entire meter.
In other words, his arrow had been far too slow.
Lu Fang reacted quickly, but all he could do was slightly shift his body.
Crack!
Pain shot through his arm as blood spurted from his hand.
To the shock of everyone present, the Divine Forbidden Pearl had been shattered by the beast bone arrowhead. The razor-sharp fragment grazed his right hand, tearing through his flesh.
The forbidden laws of the Divine Forbidden Gate remained untouched.
Even Shang Zhu, mid-sentence, was left speechless.
Shang Zhu, Tang Zhuo, Chen Mo, and the others who had witnessed the entire exchange were too stunned to speak.
Chen Mo muttered, “Did I… actually challenge him before?”
Tang Zhuo nodded.
Chen Mo’s face turned red with embarrassment.
Lu Fang’s breathing was ragged, but his mind had sharpened from the pain. He gritted his teeth and growled, “No wonder even the Great Xia Martial Lord Seal was destroyed. The monster Zhang Yang truly lives up to his reputation.” His eyes burned with fury as he declared, “I have no choice but to use my ultimate move now.”
At his command, dozens of voices outside the courtyard shouted in unison as they activated a mysterious technique.
The ground trembled violently.
The entire Divine Forbidden Gate quaked.
Then—
ROAR!
A deep, earth-shaking bellow resounded.
Both sides turned their heads, eyes wide with shock, staring in the same direction.
A massive, earth-colored giant stood before them.
When the giant fully straightened, even the purple-eyed spirit birds flying thirty meters in the air seemed to reach only its waist.
Lu Fang sneered. “Earth Guardian! With thirty-nine Earth Spirit Stones carved into the Earth Secret Technique and eighty-one people working together without hesitation to fuel it, supported by an abundance of spirit stones, we have created this extraordinary Earth Guardian. Zhang Yang, aren’t you immensely powerful? Aren’t you cultivating divine power? Come, let me see just how strong you really are.”
Shang Zhu did not hesitate to shout, “All disciples of the Divine Forbidden Gate, prepare to lend the Wolf King a helping hand!”
The Earth Guardian’s reputation had spread across the world for thousands of years.
It was a symbol of power.
Standing on the ground, it could continuously draw strength from the earth.
The taller it was, the greater the power it could absorb, making its combat strength even more terrifying.
What kind of unimaginable force did a seventy- or eighty-meter-tall Earth Guardian possess?
Lu Fang roared, “Earth Guardian, kill Zhang Yang!”
"ROAR~~"
The Earth Guardian let out a deafening roar, stepping forward and crushing the courtyard walls of the Divine Forbidden Gate. The surrounding forbidden laws reacted violently, activating their defenses.
Whoosh!
A massive fist, several times larger than Zhang Yang, came crashing toward him, accompanied by a surge of wind and flying debris.
In that instant, Zhang Yang felt as though he had returned to his first-ever battle.
Calm. A state of mind calmer than still water.
Like a god of war born for battle, he watched in silence, analyzing the immense force within the incoming fist. Every ounce of energy in the attack became crystal clear in his mind—he could see it, feel it, and calculate the exact amount of strength he needed to counter it.
It was an exhilarating sensation.
Zhang Yang took a step forward—like an arrow released from a bow—and met the colossal fist with a punch of his own.
Six divine powers!
That’s right. He used only six divine powers.
There was no need for Soul Binding Power, which targeted souls.
There was no need for Baxiang Power either.
With his Level Six Returning to Origin Realm power fully unleashed, six divine powers were more than enough!
This was his judgment.
Was it correct?
BANG!
A small fist collided with a giant one.
Time seemed to freeze in that moment.
For a brief second, there was silence.
Zhang Yang flipped midair and landed on the ground, the earth trembling beneath his feet.
The Earth Guardian, still bent forward from throwing its punch, remained completely motionless.
Then—
A soft breeze passed through the battlefield.
And suddenly, the massive fist began to crumble into soil, scattering into the sky.
Next, the arm disintegrated. Then the body. The head.
Finally, the entire Earth Guardian dissolved into a swirling storm of dust, slamming into the surrounding ancient trees.
Lu Fang swallowed hard. His heartbeat quickened. His breathing grew erratic.
For the first time, he felt the sheer terror of Zhang Yang’s power. A deep, primal fear spread through his core.
“You… you’re too powerful… powerful enough to send chills down my spine,” he admitted.
“But no matter how strong you are, I refuse to believe you can kill all five thousand of us alone.”
“I will wear you down!”
“All of you, attack! Use everything you have to kill him! Kill! Kill!”
He launched a frenzied assault.
It was a battle of sheer numbers—an all-out slaughter.
Five thousand warriors against one man!
The disciples of the Divine Forbidden Gate knew it was time to act.
“Leader, if we fight, we might give the Demon Slayer Team an advantage,” someone cautioned.
Shang Zhu coldly replied, “If we don’t fight, do you think they’ll let us live?”
They had already witnessed the Demon Slayer Team’s twisted logic firsthand.
“Everyone, listen to my orders!” Shang Zhu commanded.
Tang Zhuo, Chen Mo, and the others immediately stood at the ready.
But then—
Shang Zhu suddenly shouted, “We… don’t need to fight.”
Tang Zhuo hesitated, confused.
Shang Zhu simply pointed outside.
The disciples of the Divine Forbidden Gate followed his gaze.
There, standing in the battlefield, was Zhang Yang.
At some unknown moment, he had lifted a massive stone pillar, ten meters tall and one meter wide, engraved with images of divine wolves howling at the heavens.
Then—
He began swinging it around.
That’s right. He wasn’t using any techniques or secret skills.
No formations. No tricks.
Just raw, divine power.
Pure, overwhelming strength.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Each swing sent twenty to thirty warriors flying.
His movements were fast—so fast that in the blink of an eye, he had swung the pillar ten times, sending two to three hundred people hurtling into the sky.
Now, the battlefield was no longer just filled with warriors.
The sky itself was filled—with flying bodies.
And Zhang Yang had only just begun to unleash his power.
Strangely, wielding the Wolf King Spear didn’t excite him, but using the ancient hundred-meter-tall phoenix trees did. Swinging the ten-meter-tall stone tablets thrilled him. And using the ten-meter Thousand Wolves Pillar? That made him ecstatic.
"Kill!"
He roared and charged into the crowd. With a powerful swing, he spun like an axle, and the number of enemies swiftly dwindled.
In the air, Ning Feixiao, responsible for long-range attacks, was on the verge of tears. They had plenty of arrows—but Zhang Yang was too fast. At a mere one point eight meters tall, he looked tiny next to the ten-meter stone pillar, yet he wielded it effortlessly, blocking every incoming arrow with the Thousand Wolves Pillar.
Instead of stopping him, their attacks only fueled his excitement.
Lost in the moment, Zhang Yang shouted, "I sing wildly across the heavens, soaring unrestrained—I am the hero!"
His voice thundered across the battlefield.
But after shouting, something felt off. He frowned and corrected himself, "No… it should be: I sing wildly across the heavens, soaring unrestrained, dominating the skies! No… that’s not right either. Stop running! Keep fighting me! Once I get excited, I’ll surely come up with a great line!"
He was having too much fun.
Meanwhile, the Demon Slayer Team was falling apart.
“You want to compose poetry? You can’t think of a good line unless you beat us up more?” Someone shouted in frustration.
Undeterred, Zhang Yang chased after over four thousand people—while those too injured to flee lay scattered behind him.
He pursued them relentlessly, closing the distance.
As he was about to catch up, one desperate straggler suddenly yelled, "I fight wildly in the Southern Region, soaring unrestrained while laughing at the vast wilderness!"
Zhang Yang froze for a moment.
He repeated the line twice.
It felt… fitting.
From now on, he would yell those words in battle to boost his morale.
A furious member of the fleeing Demon Slayer Team turned and smacked the person who had shouted.
“Is it only you who can do this? Is your eloquence unmatched? Do you think you can compose poetry? Just wait until we get back—I’ll deal with you then!”
The poet protested, “I did it to protect my brothers! I should be rewarded for my poetry—it drove the enemy away!”
“I’ll drive you away!”
"Stop fighting! Stop! Zhang Yang is right behind us—I won’t be able to compose poetry anymore!"
