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    Chapter 259: Ruthlessness

    Kill Yilie!

    This thought suddenly ignited in Zhang Yang’s mind.

    He knew that doing so would surely cause Yi Ren Zui great pain. After all, Yilie was her father.

    However, Yilie kept seeking death.

    He was relentless, constantly pushing boundaries.

    How could Zhang Yang continue to endure it?

    His voice grew cold and sharp. "Yilie, from this moment forward, if I ever get the chance to kill you, I won’t hesitate. I will make you pay without delay!"

    Yilie threw his head back and laughed, his eyes filled with mockery.

    "Now that’s your true face! What nonsense about being friends?"

    "My daughter sees you as her only friend, and yet you want to kill her father."

    His smile twisted with contempt.

    "Friends? Those two words are disgusting!"

    "You bastard deserve to die!"

    Zhang Yang’s rage flared, and the Realm of Thunder responded.

    The lightning surged violently, and he could even sense something far more terrifying, the holy lightning that had just shattered the holy weapon feather was stirring, eager to erupt once more.

    He had never met someone as shameless and despicable as Yilie.

    He betrayed him.

    He plotted against him.

    He schemed against him.

    Yet now, when facing retaliation, he had the audacity to spout such shameless words.

    Zhang Yang’s killing intent surged.

    He surveyed the Realm of Thunder, seeking a way to harness the lightning, break free, and eliminate this despicable scumbag.

    Yilie mocked with a sneer, "You can’t get out of here. Stop dreaming."

    His tone was filled with ridicule.

    "Look at you! This little brat can’t wait to kill his own friend’s biological father. How malicious you are!

    "Unfortunately, you will never leave here with power. Even the saints of the Realm of Thunder couldn’t manage it, let alone you."

    His smile widened as he continued, "Of course, you could try to come out and kill me yourself. I’d even guarantee you a fair duel—but I doubt you have the guts. Coward!"

    Zhang Yang’s rage slowly cooled.

    However, his killing intent intensified.

    At least his judgment remained clear.

    He coldly replied, "I really like your Holy Bone Dan Stone. I really like your holy beast’s holy pill. I really like your Suppressing Evil with the Green Jade Bamboo. I really like your sage’s bone. I really like your Phoenix Luan holy blood."

    His voice turned mocking.

    "If you have anything else you don’t want, feel free to give it to me."

    This time, it was Yilie’s turn to become furious.

    Nearby, Su Baishi and Ying Wuji stirred from their healing state.

    Their gazes sharpened, filled with killing intent.

    Su Baishi scoffed, "Brother Yi, there’s no need to waste energy arguing with a dying man. It only disgraces you."

    His tone was laced with scorn.

    "He’s just a lucky mutt who somehow got the right to bark in front of us."

    He sneered.

    "I’ve looked into his background. He comes from some small place and has never seen the world. He used to struggle just to eat three meals a day."

    He laughed derisively.

    "Talking to someone like that is a waste of breath."

    Ying Wuji’s voice was cold.

    "The Great Xia Empire once valued its relationship with Chi Zhenyi. Now, another granduncle, who was bound to become a saint—has died at his hands."

    His eyes darkened.

    "They will surely go mad. We should inform the saints of the Great Xia Empire outside the Vast Forest."

    Su Baishi grinned.

    "Brother Ying’s suggestion is excellent!"

    Right in front of Zhang Yang, they activated their communication stones, sending out the news.

    Soon, the angry voices of many powerful figures from the Great Xia Empire echoed back.

    They vowed to inform their saints.

    The three laughed together, smug and self-satisfied.

    Zhang Yang, however, his expression remained cold.

    He watched them as if they were nothing more than clowns, knowing their taunts would never provoke him into leaving.

    Ying Wuji clicked his tongue.

    "Tsk tsk, this little brat sure knows how to endure. He must be from the turtle clan."

    Su Baishi chuckled, "If reincarnation is real, it might be possible."

    Yilie sneered, his voice filled with venom.

    "Come out and kill us, you turtle bastard!"

    Yet, their mockery only made Zhang Yang even calmer.

    Without a word, he sat down, his gaze cold and calculating.

    He began to observe carefully, searching for a way to draw out the lightning from this place.

    As long as he could achieve that, he would be able to wipe out all three of them.

    Seeing him remain unfazed and increasingly calm only displeased the three.

    "The two of you, it seems that even the Great Xia Empire’s crazed assault on Green Sparrow Palace isn’t enough," Yilie said.

    Su Baishi and Ying Wuji exchanged glances, sinister smiles spreading across their faces.

    Ying Wuji’s voice echoed through the heavens.

    "Listen up, people of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land! I, this elder, command you, attack Green Sparrow Palace with all your might! Spare no effort!"

    Su Baishi also shouted, "Everyone from Embrace Moon Tower, listen well! Destroy Green Sparrow Palace!"

    With their orders, the battle at Green Sparrow Palace escalated instantly.

    At first, most were simply watching the chaos unfold. With Mu Yujing’s death, some felt a moment of sorrow for a fellow cultivator, but for the most part, they were thrilled—one less competitor for the Great Path Sacred Fruit.

    Because of this, the forces Mu Yujing had brought with him attacked even more fiercely.

    Now, with Su Baishi and Ying Wuji’s forces joining in, the pressure on Green Sparrow Palace intensified. Some of them had Great Boundless cultivators among their ranks.

    Even among the demon race from the Forbidden Land, the warriors Prince Sparrow had brought along were eager to join the fight.

    Two of them were Great Boundless cultivators as well.

    The three of them were naturally pleased.

    However, what Zhang Yang hated most was Yilie.

    Yilie chuckled lightly. "But with just this, you still can’t unleash all your combat power. You two, don’t forget, the Green Sparrow Palace is filled with women, and many of them are particularly beautiful."

    Su Baishi and Ying Wuji grinned wickedly.

    They spoke in unison.

    "Break Green Sparrow Palace, and the women inside are yours. You can turn them into your slaves."

    Their words incited their forces even further, sending them into a frenzy of bloodlust.

    In the Realm of Thunder, Zhang Yang clenched his fists, the killing intent within him surging violently.

    These beasts.

    They would do anything to provoke him into coming out.

    Zhang Yang was furious, but he remained calm.

    Because Bing Yuyan was there.

    And he firmly believed Bing Yuyan could handle it.

    Even as he stayed composed, Yilie sneered.

    "Zhang Yang, you little brat, you are truly cold and ruthless. At this moment, you don’t even care about the lives of the women in Green Sparrow Palace. It seems you truly have no feelings for them. But who knows… is there a woman in the Vast Forest that you would throw everything away for?"

    He took out his Spirit Communication Stone, activating it to reveal a scene of the Vast Forest.

    Yilie’s voice turned icy.

    "Come, see how your Vast Forest is being destroyed. Do you really think it can’t be done? If you push the Southern Region too far, and the top ten Saint-level forces unleash their full might, you—"

    He suddenly stopped talking.

    Because the Spirit Communication Stone displayed a sky stained with holy blood.

    One after another, the bodies of saints fell from the heavens.

    Above the Vast Forest, Chi Zhenyi stood dressed in white, as pure as freshly fallen snow.

    Nine holy blades hovered around him, their edges gleaming ominously.

    Holy blood dripped from them, falling slowly, yet with each drop, the blades seemed to shine brighter, cleansed and reborn.

    He stood high in the sky, like the Daybreak Sun, looking down on the saints below as if they were mere ants.

    Zhang Yang scoffed.

    "Destroy my Vast Forest? Truly laughable."

    Yilie, Su Baishi, and Ying Wuji were visibly shaken, this was not what they had expected.

    They had assumed that the only reason the Vast Forest had not been wiped out was because its people refused to come out.

    But now, there were many people outside the Vast Forest, and before them lay a mountain of corpses, including many saints.

    What terrified them the most was that on both sides of these warriors stood saints, glaring coldly at the top ten Saint-level forces of the Southern Region.

    These were Chi Zhenyi’s saints—a mere twelve or thirteen of them.

    But each one represented a sacred land, an empire, or a forbidden area, signifying an unimaginable force.

    Just from this, it was clear, that the Vast Forest was destined to survive.

    Zhang Yang’s voice was steady but commanding.

    "The second holy war, you still won’t succeed."

    "Whether the Southern Region acknowledges it or not, the Vast Forest is the eleventh sacred land of the Southern Region! The old power structure will be broken!"

    Yilie let out a cold laugh.

    "You’re delusional. The saints can fight all they want, but the real war—the war beneath the saints, will still continue. If all of you die beneath the saints, can you still call yourselves a sacred land?"

    Zhang Yang’s voice remained icy.

    "Beneath the saints? Then listen closely—the screams from Green Sparrow Palace are all men."

    Yilie scoffed.

    "Ridiculous. What does that even mean?"

    He sneered.

    "Little brat, you really don’t understand anything. The war beneath the saints doesn’t count. The true battle will be fought by the top Great Boundless cultivators of the Southern Region. If you want to establish a sacred land, it won’t be as simple as you think."

    Zhang Yang declared,

    "Then let’s fight. What’s wrong with the Vast Forest facing the entirety of the Southern Region?"

    Yilie’s eyes darkened.

    His voice was ruthless.

    "No need. We’ll just kill you first, then eliminate every woman in Green Sparrow Palace. Especially Bing Yuyan, the number one beauty of the Southern Region. I’ve labored for so long, and I’ve grown rather fond of her."

    His lips curled into a twisted grin.

    "Do you think I can make her my bed companion?"

    His laughter was cruel.

    "Don’t be in a hurry now, don’t act so self-righteous."

    He took out another communication stone.

    His voice rang with authority and venom.

    "In the name of Yilie, activate the Elder’s Order of Moonview Tower! In the name of Moonview Tower, I summon all Great Boundless cultivators of the Southern Region! Come to battle! Wipe out Green Sparrow Palace! Annihilate everyone beneath the saints in the Vast Forest!"

    His words ignited a storm.

    Su Baishi and Ying Wuji followed suit, echoing his call.

    Thus, the all-out siege on the Vast Forest began.

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