Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Kill

In the height of his fury, someone dared to intervene to save Mu Yujing, Yilie, and the other Great Boundless experts.

This wasn’t just a provocation.

This was a death wish.

Zhang Yang’s glare locked onto Prince Sparrow, already marking him for death in his heart.

Yet, Prince Sparrow felt nothing but excitement and exhilaration.

His possession of a holy weapon was a stroke of fortune—not something he normally carried.

But this time, he had brought it.

"Our demon race remains trapped in the Forbidden Land, suppressed by the major Holy Places of the Southern Region."

"But these are the four Great Boundless Perfect Stage experts from the Four Great Holy Places. If we save them, we will earn their gratitude. With their support, we might finally escape the Forbidden Land!"

"This is an opportunity for our demon race!"

Prince Sparrow was thrilled.

He felt as if he had seized destiny itself.

When he met Zhang Yang’s murderous gaze, he did not cower.

Instead, he mocked him, taunted him, fueling Zhang Yang’s rage even further.

However, the holy weapon feather was far more than just a defensive tool.

Unlike support-type treasures like the Holy Bone Dan Stone, this feather carried pure destructive force—imbued with Holy Might, Holy Intention, and the razor-sharp will of a saint.

Zhang Yang had no choice but to concentrate all his power.

The lightning surged again.

Zhang Yang, the holy weapon feather, and the four Great Boundless experts were once more consumed by the storm.

From the outside, nothing could be seen.

The sky was filled with violent flashes.

Then, a deafening thunderous roar shook the battlefield.

The tide of lightning receded.

Prince Sparrow and the other members of the demon race eagerly looked on.

The holy weapon feather remained, though slightly damaged.

However, the force of the lightning remained unstoppable.

The four Great Boundless experts screamed in agony, their bodies propelled into the air, their injuries even more grievous than before.

But the issue was that they were still alive.

Zhang Yang’s gaze darkened as he realized the holy weapon feather was blocking his path.

The one who had caused the destruction of his war statues was standing right before him, and had escaped unscathed?

"You will be punished!"

He roared furiously at Prince Sparrow.

Unwilling to accept it!

Prince Sparrow laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! Kid, you’re finished! I won!"

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, preparing to unleash the lightning once more.

The holy weapon feather radiated with brilliant light.

Clearly, this holy weapon had been entrusted to Prince Sparrow for self-defense. It required no complex manipulation—the key lay in the will of the one who had given it to him.

But the frenzied Zhang Yang did not care.

Kill him!

He aimed to unleash the lightning again, at the very least to break through the barrier created by the holy weapon feather.

Suddenly, a blinding light burst forth from the crack below, precisely where the holy weapon feather hovered.

A fierce lightning bolt erupted like a sword of divine retribution.

Crash!

The lightning struck.

The holy weapon feather shattered completely, disintegrating into fragments before being utterly obliterated by the lightning energy Zhang Yang controlled.

At that moment, he surged forward.

However the appearance of the holy weapon had provoked the Holy Lightning slumbering beneath the Realm of Thunder, causing it to erupt anew.

Its power was terrifying.

Zhang Yang felt a flicker of fear—his killing thunder grew more frenzied, and he briefly wondered if it would affect him.

But he ignored it.

He had only one thought, to Kill!

Once again, the raging lightning surged toward the fleeing Four Figures of the Great Boundless.

Taking advantage of the holy weapon feather’s intervention, they leaped forward, just about to escape then their expressions changed drastically.

Their battered and torn bodies turned back in terror as they desperately pulled treasures from their storage bags and hurled them out.

This time there was a mistake.

Yilie, Su Baishi, and Ying Wuji’s treasures were instantly shattered, and they were sent flying once more.

Only Mu Yujing’s treasure remained intact for a brief moment—

But then, a wave of lightning descended from above.

It did not throw him out.

Instead, it smashed him directly into the Realm of Thunder.

Bang!

Mu Yujing slammed into the ground with a deafening crash, his consciousness nearly fading from the sheer impact.

His Boundless artifact-level battle outfit was completely obliterated, leaving him in tatters.

The left side of his body was utterly destroyed.

His right arm and right leg exploded.

He let out a bloodcurdling scream.

But Zhang Yang was already upon him.

"Die!"

He struck with all his might.

His fully developed Diamond Dragon Holy Power!

His Glimpses of Slaughter Thunder Saint Power!

He held nothing back, unleashing the full extent of both holy powers, nearly exhausting his Nine Extremes True Essence in an instant.

The Great Boundless lived long, and their willpower was unyielding.

They endured endless trials—from the Small Boundless, where they questioned the essence of martial arts, to the Great Boundless, where they refined their souls with their life fire, honing their unyielding spirit.

Thus, even in this state of utter devastation, Mu Yujing refused to die without a fight.

He opened his mouth, desperately spitting out a beam of light.

The light was razor-sharp, slashing toward Zhang Yang like a sword.

Boom!

Zhang Yang’s ferocious punch met the beam of light, shattering it into countless fragments, which were instantly consumed by the surrounding lightning storm.

But his fist did not stop.

It smashed downward, "You are finished!"

Mu Yujing had once been incredibly strong.

But now, his body was ruined, his dantian destroyed, his strength reduced to almost nothing.

Even though he still managed to retaliate, his power had fallen to its lowest point, and he could not withstand this final blow.

Bang!

Outside the Realm of Thunder, the gravely wounded Yilie, Ying Wuji, and Su Baishi, barely clinging to consciousness—

Watched.

They witnessed Mu Yujing being obliterated by Zhang Yang’s punch.

His body exploded.

The lightning swept through, leaving no remains.

Mu Yujing died.

There was no blood.

There was nothing left.

From this moment on, the two royal members of the Great Xia Empire’s Great Boundless rank had fallen at Zhang Yang’s hands.

One was his uncle, Master Mu Yao, in Mo City.

The other was his granduncle, Mu Yujing.

And if you included Mo Fei, that made three.

Yet, Zhang Yang’s rage had not subsided.

It burned within him, unrelenting, unable to be vented.

His eyes locked onto Yilie, Su Baishi, and Ying Wuji—

Then, his gaze turned to Prince Sparrow.

If not for him, four would have died.

If not for him, Zhang Yang could have slaughtered his way out.

Yilie and the others were too weak to resist—they could have done nothing but wait for death.

If not for him, the war statues would not have been destroyed.

Yet, Prince Sparrow still stood there, flanked by two Great Boundless warriors.

And beyond them, the others lurked in the shadows, within the zones untouched by the lightning.

Zhang Yang’s killing intent surged.

The lightning erupted even more violently.

Prince Sparrow felt both fear and joy.

Fear—because the holy weapon feather had been obliterated.

Joy—because he had saved Yilie and the others.

This was a tremendous favor.

A monumental boon for the demon race in the Forbidden Land.

Yet, when Zhang Yang roared with fury, Prince Sparrow merely sneered.

"Who do you think you are?"

"You’ve offended the Great Xia Empire, the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land, Moonview Tower, and Embrace Moon Tower."

"Your death is certain."

"Hmph!"

"You dare kill the granduncle of the Great Xia Empire?"

"The Great Xia Empire will not let you live, no matter who stands behind you."

He laughed contemptuously.

"A dead man threatening me? How ridiculous! How childish! How ignorant!"

He proclaimed with pride, "And I have saved the three Great Boundless. I have done the Major Holy Places a favor, paving the way for the demon race from the Forbidden Land to rise. I will be the hero of the Forbidden Land, leading them to glory—and you will be my first stepping stone to success. Hahaha…"

He laughed wildly, his excitement uncontrollable.

Zhang Yang truly wanted to rush forward and smash that detestable face.

Prince Sparrow taunted, "Come on, come on! I’m waiting for you! Do you dare to step out? Coward!"

He bounced around arrogantly, deliberately stirring up trouble.

Zhang Yang suppressed his overwhelming anger, his cold stare locking onto Prince Sparrow, as if gazing at a dead man.

At that moment, Yilie used the sacred life water, his wounds rapidly healing, his strength nearly restored.

The sacred life water was not unique to the Vast Forest—it existed in many places.

Gasping for breath, Yilie stood up and said, "Prince Sparrow saved me. This elder will remember it. However, Zhang Yang is the newly risen master of the Major Holy Places in the Vast Forest. He is fully capable of ruthlessly preventing you from leaving the Forbidden Land."

Prince Sparrow, who had been bragging moments ago, suddenly turned pale.

He pointed at Zhang Yang in disbelief, stammering, "He… he… he’s just at the Ascending to Heaven realm? And he’s the master of a holy place?!"

Yilie replied calmly, "This elder has no reason to deceive you."

"Then… then…" Prince Sparrow’s expression turned anxious.

Yilie suggested, "If you wish to eliminate future trouble, this elder advises the prince to return and consult the elders of the demon race in the Forbidden Land. They must find a way to flatten this place or discover a method to kill him. Otherwise, you won’t be able to leave—and may even face annihilation."

Hearing this, Prince Sparrow’s face paled further.

"Alright, I will notify them immediately."

Without hesitation, he turned and fled back into the Forbidden Land.

Yilie then turned to Zhang Yang, a sinister smile spreading across his face.

"You will not escape death in the end."