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    Chapter 389: Killing the Saint Again

    One hundred and nine fire seeds!

    Zhang Yang couldn’t help but feel impressed. With so many fire seeds, it was no wonder the Cold Moon Dynasty had remained standing in the Western Desert for hundreds of years, despite its weakened state.

    “What do you plan to use them for?” the Moon-Returning Dragon asked, unable to hide his curiosity.

    Zhang Yang smiled and replied, “That’s a secret.”

    The Moon-Returning Dragon muttered, “What you’re doing today is pretty significant.”

    “Just focus on communicating with the holy sword,” Zhang Yang said. “Oh, and lend me your Mother Bead for a moment.”

    Without hesitation, the Moon-Returning Dragon handed it over. “I don’t know what you’re planning, but better safe than sorry.”

    Zhang Yang nodded.

    The Moon-Returning Dragon returned to his efforts with the holy sword.

    Next, Zhang Yang sought out Demon Sword Yi, Cold Thief Tian, and Tiger Howl Wind to refine the Star Flame Saint they had subdued, and to retrieve the meteor pendants gifted by Prince Yan Chihuo.

    In total, there were five meteor pendants, one for each of them.

    Cold Thief Tian and Tiger Howl Wind offered no complaints, but Demon Sword Yi seemed displeased.

    “I already gave you one. And now you want it back?”

    “I’ll give you something even better in return,” Zhang Yang replied.

    “Deal,” Demon Sword Yi said at last, handing it over.

    With everything in place, Zhang Yang turned back, took a drink, bit into a piece of goat meat, and winked at Bing Yuyan.

    Bing Yuyan activated the ancient teleportation array.

    The two disappeared on the spot.

    All of this happened under the watchful eyes of Yan Mengqing and Chi Jiuxiao.

    Chi Jiuxiao remained indifferent, his gaze focused on the holy sword as if he hadn’t noticed anything at all.

    Yan Mengqing, however, looked puzzled. She didn’t understand what Zhang Yang was planning.

    “Charming, Dainty, did you see anything?”

    Her two maids shook their heads.

    The maid named Dainty thought for a moment, then said, “It seemed like he said something to the princess while eating goat meat, but I couldn’t make it out.”

    Charming laughed sweetly. “He wouldn’t dare steal the Phoenix Flame Holy Sword, would he? Hmph. He acts like he’s unaffected, but no man can truly resist our princess’s charm.”

    Yan Mengqing murmured to herself, Could it be related to the Phoenix Flame Holy Sword?

    Zhang Yang had never used the ancient teleportation array before, because truth be told, he was terrible with spatial awareness. He never knew where he might end up.

    But Bing Yuyan had an incredible sense of direction.

    She and Zhang Yang complemented each other in many ways.

    For instance, she knew the geography of the Western Desert like the back of her hand, able to navigate using nothing but a map.

    Following Zhang Yang’s instructions, Bing Yuyan transported them directly to a bustling city brimming with nightlife and energy.

    Taixu Imperial Capital!

    This place was even more vibrant than the Crimson Flame Imperial Capital.

    Even though the night sky was starless and moonless, the lights burned brightly.

    The area where they appeared was relatively quiet.

    It was only a thousand meters from Taixu Palace.

    “If I didn’t already know you had plans, I’d suspect you came here just to snatch the Phoenix Flame Holy Sword for that woman,” Bing Yuyan said.

    Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and replied, “I don’t like women who are overly cunning, especially those who look gentle on the outside but are full of schemes inside.”

    Smack!

    Bing Yuyan slapped him.

    Zhang Yang covered his rear, glaring at her. “You’re taking advantage of me.”

    “The palace master suddenly seems very happy,” Bing Yuyan said cheerfully, pulling up her veil to reveal her stunning beauty.

    Zhang Yang snorted. “Focus! We’re here to kill someone!”

    Indeed, he was here to kill.

    The target was none other than Taixu Emperor Jin Shengtian, ranked among the top thirty geniuses of the Western Desert.

    When things turned serious, Bing Yuyan grew cautious. She reminded him, “Are you sure about this? Jin Shengtian is no small target. Even though the palace has been rebuilt, it’s still one of the most dangerous places in the entire Western Desert.”

    “So what?” Zhang Yang replied firmly. “If he dares to say he’ll offer my head to the Black Cloaked Strategist, then I’ll dare to take his head tonight.”

    Bing Yuyan realized then that, deep down, Zhang Yang was truly domineering.

    The two walked toward the Taixu Palace.

    Their fingers were interlaced in perfect sync.

    Bing Yuyan held a carved crystal Beast Bone in her left hand, shaped like the ancient teleportation array. It was once the highest-level teleportation tool of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace, powerful and unstoppable once activated.

    In Zhang Yang’s right hand was the storage bag containing one hundred and nine fire seeds.

    Together, they strolled like celestial lovers descending from the heavens.

    The former Taixu Palace had stood for over ten thousand years, tested by saints, refined through ages, and engraved with countless forbidden laws of the saint’s path. It could once have been considered one of the most unbreakable structures in existence, until it was shattered by a distant slap from the Headless Monk.

    Now, the palace had been rebuilt to resemble the original.

    Its design already emitted faint divine charm.

    Before long, it would likely become a sacred place of the path once more—though even the Taixu Dynasty needed time to restore it.

    For now, it was only on par with boundless-grade artifacts.

    The royal guards patrolled inside and outside the palace, led by Great Boundless.

    Their timing was perfect; as the patrol reached its farthest point, Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan arrived outside the palace walls.

    Despite the recent destruction, the royal guards remained indifferent. They subconsciously assumed no one would dare cause more trouble, believing the incident with the Headless Monk was an anomaly.

    So, no one stopped them.

    By the time a guard noticed and raised an alarm, Zhang Yang had already flicked his hand, tossing the open storage bag into the air.

    One hundred and nine fire seeds surged skyward.

    The key was that he had activated them with his full strength.

    According to the Moon-Returning Dragon, fully activating them might kill a saint. Whether that chance was one in a hundred or one in a thousand, it was still incredible.

    However, the true difference lay in Zhang Yang’s Nine Extremes True Essence, far more potent than ordinary elemental energy.

    As a result, all one hundred and nine fire seeds detonated instantly.

    The resulting explosion, blinding flames, and raging energy storm engulfed the entire Taixu Palace in a heartbeat.

    At the same time, the palace’s forbidden holy laws lit up, attempting to suppress the blast.

    In that fleeting moment, Zhang Yang shouted, “Run!”

    Bing Yuyan had already prepared herself. Gathering strength, she activated the ancient teleportation array even before he finished his yell, making his command to “run” sound incomplete.

    Even so, they couldn’t escape in time.

    A saint, covered in dust and fury, had activated the palace’s forbidden laws and launched a devastating punch at them.

    This time, Zhang Yang was particularly unlucky.

    Boom!

    The saint’s fury, empowered by the palace, was overwhelming.

    Even the high-grade ancient teleportation array couldn’t withstand it.

    Crack!

    With a single punch, the saint shattered the void within a hundred meters, directly disrupting the array’s mysterious spatial force.

    Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan fell, crashing into a bustling night market within the Taixu Imperial Capital.

    Fortunately, the teleportation array was advanced enough to protect them. Though their landing was hard, they remained uninjured thanks to the array’s residual power.

    “Die!”

    The enraged saint crossed nearly a hundred miles in a single step, appearing above them once more. A massive holy hand descended with devastating force. Zhang Yang quickly raised his hand and tossed out a meteor pendant.

    It had been forged by the Star Flame Saint himself.

    Whoosh!

    The pendant ignited, streaking across the sky like a blazing meteor.

    With a single strike, the frenzied saint’s murderous momentum halted.

    The meteor pendant pierced his chest cleanly, obliterating everything within.

    With a mix of shock, unwillingness, and fear in his eyes, the saint crashed heavily to the ground.

    Dead.

    “Star Flame… you dare cause trouble in my Taixu Imperial Capital!”

    In the midst of the furious shout, a terrifying saint, far more powerful than the one who had just died, suddenly charged in.

    He moved so fast that Bing Yuyan barely had time to activate the ancient teleportation array.

    His overwhelming holy might caused all living beings within a hundred miles to tremble in fear.

    He was incredibly fierce, moving with his sword as if they were one, like a blazing flame soaring through the air like a fiery phoenix.

    Phoenix Flame Holy Sword!

    The newcomer was none other than Jin Wudi, one of the three strongest saints of the Western Desert.

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