50: The world is still unsettled, you and I are just cattle and horses

"Father, why didn't you take the opportunity to kill him?"

Zhang Yang was covered in blood, looking at Zhang Zhengxiong, roaring with a twisted face.

If Gu Qing didn't die, then he wouldn't be the most outstanding Heaven's Chosen of the Star God Temple.

In fact, as long as Gu Qing was willing, he could replace his position as Holy Son at any time.

If Gu Qing died, then it would be a dead Zhou Tian Star Divine Body. With the Jiang Family's status in the Star God Temple, nothing would happen to him for sure.

Then he would still be the high and mighty Holy Son.

He might even get Su Qingyue, have a chance to reach the Great Dao, and his future would be bright.

"Idiot."

Zhang Zhengxiong rebuked angrily, his expression cold, and terrifying Supreme-grade Artifact divine might permeated the hall.

"Do not speak of this again. Otherwise, even if you are this Seat's son, this Seat will surely kill you."

"Wh-why?"

Zhang Yang's eyes were wide with anger.

Zhang Zhengxiong did not answer, but instead stared coldly at Zhang Yang.

After a long while, he spoke coldly: "The Old Ancestor has fallen."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang felt as if he had been struck by five bolts of lightning. He was silent for a long time, then gave a tragic smile.

He understood.

He knew why Zhang Zhengxiong didn't act earlier to save him, but waited until he had taken a punch from Gu Qing before rescuing him, not even daring to utter a single fart.

His family's Old Ancestor, Zhang Qiang, was at the third layer of the Saint Realm. He hadn't been in seclusion, hadn't gone out, and had always been well in the Star God Temple. How could he suddenly fall?

Unless he was killed by the Star God Temple's Old Ancestor.

And that was indeed the case.

Just as Gu Qing revealed his Zhou Tian Star Divine Body, Zhang Qiang wanted to kill Gu Qing on the grounds that Gu Qing had killed a disciple for no reason.

However, as soon as his murderous intent arose, he was obliterated by an indescribable great power.

A generation's Saint, said to be able to live as long as Heaven and Earth, a Heaven-reaching mighty figure who patrolled Heaven and Earth, died silently just like that.

"Gu Qing is the strongest among all previous Zhou Tian Star Divine Bodies. His future is destined to be boundless. We are not on the same path as him. From now on, when you see him, avoid him."

"And Su Qingyue, she is not someone you can covet. Give up, otherwise, my Jiang Family will surely perish."

Zhang Zhengxiong's expression was desolate, as if he had aged several decades in an instant.

He originally thought that the Jiang Family held immense power in the Star God Temple, and once Zhang Yang grew up, their Jiang Family would only become stronger.

They might even control the authority of the Star God Temple.

However, reality slapped him hard.

No matter how many disciples he had, no matter how high the positions he controlled, they were nothing more than cattle and horses used by the Star God Temple as laborers.

Even Saints, the foundational existences of the sect, were nothing more than ants in the eyes of those Old Ancestors, easily obliterated.

The Star God Temple inherits the Star Great Dao, and what it values are those who walk the same path.

And Gu Qing is a Zhou Tian Star Divine Body. Whoever touches a Zhou Tian Star Divine Body dies.

Zhang Qiang could threaten Gu Qing, so he died.

His father and son could not threaten Gu Qing, so they were still alive.

But they could be killed by Gu Qing at any time.

At this thought, Zhang Zhengxiong couldn't help but feel despair, and a chill ran through his body.

"I understand, Father."

Zhang Yang's eyes were filled with unwillingness, his face contorted in pain.

He was truly unwilling.

Since birth, he had been striving, enduring what ordinary people could not.

Soaking in medicinal baths, cultivating frantically, fighting with people, battling demon beasts, his steps forward never stopped for a moment.

Just as a bright future was within reach, he had to give it up, all his efforts in vain.

There was no greater pain in life than this.

Three days passed in a flash.

The Star God Temple was calm and peaceful. Except for the parties involved, no one knew that he had lost to Gu Qing.

Zhang Yang had already recovered from his injuries.

He looked up at the boundless starry sky, his expression desolate, no longer possessing his former high spirits.

Whoosh ~!

A message flew over. Zhang Yang glanced at it, his expression angry.

"Jiang Yu."

"How dare he challenge me to a life-and-death battle? Good!"

"Last time you were lucky to escape, this time I will surely kill you."

Zhang Yang angrily rushed out of his cave, first going to the treasure vault to collect a magic treasure. After refining it, he headed straight for the starry sky.

In the silent starry sky, quite a few people had already gathered. The most eye-catching among them was a white-robed figure, with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Yu's expression was indifferent. He spoke lightly: "You've finally come. I thought you were going to be a coward and wouldn't dare to come out and fight."

"Heh."

"Last time, if it weren't for a wisp of your family's Old Ancestor's soul saving you, do you think you would still be standing here talking to me?"

"A defeated opponent, what is there to boast about?"

Zhang Yang sneered.

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's face turned ugly.

In the last battle, outsiders only knew that they were evenly matched, but he himself knew very well that he had lost.

At the critical moment, the Old Ancestor's split soul, left in the jade pendant, broke Zhang Yang's Seven Stars Sword Formation and saved his life.

But, today was different from the past.

He had also learned the Seven Stars Sword Formation, that ancient divine ability.

And his strength had advanced further, breaking through to the seventh layer of the Void Dao Realm.

"A temporary failure is nothing. Today, I will wash away my past shame."

Jiang Yu spoke coldly, with his hands behind his back.

"Just with you?"

Zhang Yang scoffed.

He admitted that Jiang Yu was very strong, but if he could defeat Jiang Yu once, he could defeat him a second time.

"You talk too much nonsense," Jiang Yu said.

"..."

What did he mean, he talked too much nonsense?

If Jiang Yu hadn't been babbling non-stop, would he have bothered to reply?

Zhang Yang laughed in extreme anger, and immediately brought out his Sun Blade.

It was also a high-quality imitation magic treasure, a King-grade Artifact.

Boom!

The two sides fought to a fever pitch. Suddenly, Jiang Yu conjured six divine ability clones, each holding a Heaven-grade magic treasure.

"Seven Stars Sword Formation..."

Zhang Yang's face was extremely ugly.

He didn't have many contribution points left, so he could only exchange for one King-grade Artifact, the Sun Blade.

Jiang Yu was already not much weaker than him. If he didn't have the Seven Stars Sword, even if he also used the Seven Stars Sword Formation, he wouldn't be able to contend.

As he expected, a moment later, Zhang Yang was covered in blood and flesh, unable to resist the Seven Stars Sword Formation.

"Where is your Seven Stars Sword?"

Jiang Yu asked in surprise.

Zhang Yang didn't have the Seven Stars Sword, nor did he have the Sun Cauldron or the protective golden armor.

This was truly too strange.

Zhang Yang did not answer, feeling a surge of sorrow.

He hadn't died at Gu Qing's hands, but he was about to die at the hands of Jiang Yu, whom he looked down on the most.

His decades of effort were all for naught at this moment.

This was simply a huge irony.

Zhang Yang glanced at the onlookers, listening to their discussions, and suddenly felt a wave of despair.

Since he was destined not to reach the peak, rather than living ignobly, it was better to die gloriously in battle. It was also a good end.

"Zhang Yang, if you don't use the Seven Stars Sword Formation now, I'm afraid you'll never have a chance to use it in this life."

Jiang Yu stood in the void, dazzling divine light emanating from his body, his aura sacred and ethereal, as if he had merged with the void.

"Hahahaha!"

"Jiang Yu, do you think you've won?"

"Ridiculous."

"The universe is not yet settled; you and I are both cattle and horses."

"Hahahaha..."

Zhang Yang laughed crazily, but as he laughed, tears fell.

Recalling his life, it was truly pathetic.

Decades of hard-earned honor were replaced in an instant.

The peerless divine woman he thought of day and night, he didn't even dare to express his feelings to her.

What Holy Son, what invincible under Heaven, he was just a pitiful worm of this era.

This era belonged to the monster Gu Qing.

No one could withstand a single punch from this monster.

He couldn't, and Jiang Yu couldn't either.

And Jiang Yu would eventually follow in his footsteps.

Because Jiang Yu was also a simp for Su Qingyue, even more so than him.

No, he was only doing it out of necessity, but Jiang Yu was a true simp, as if he would die if he didn't see Su Qingyue, giving all his good things to Su Qingyue.

"Hoo!"

Zhang Yang reined in his scattered thoughts, took a deep breath, and frantically burned his essence, qi, and spirit, burning the origin of the sun.

Even if he died, he would fall with his honor from life.

He poured all his lifelong learning into this one blade.

"Zhang Yang, are you crazy?"

Jiang Yu's expression changed drastically.

The onlookers also looked at Zhang Yang with bewildered expressions.

Although this was a life-and-death battle, ultimately, Zhang Yang was a Holy Son and had the Jiang Family as his backing. As long as he was willing to admit defeat, Jiang Yu surely wouldn't dare to kill Zhang Yang, and couldn't kill him.

At most, he would just lose his position as Holy Son.

And gain another label of being cowardly on top of being a simp.

"Go to hell, you cattle and horse."

Zhang Yang infused everything he had into the Sun Blade, unleashing a world-shattering, brilliant strike, powerful enough to slay a King Realm expert.

Clang!

It split Jiang Yu's King-grade Artifact in half. Just as it was about to cleave Jiang Yu to death, a large cauldron suddenly appeared above Jiang Yu's head, dropping myriad strands of Xuan Huang Mother Qi, directly knocking Zhang Yang's Sun Blade away.

"Supreme-grade Artifact..."

"No, this is a divine artifact embryo."

Everyone's eyes glowed with fervor as they looked at the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Cauldron, their breathing becoming heavy.

Jiang Yu put away the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Cauldron, his brows slightly furrowed.

He should have been happy to have slain the great enemy Zhang Yang, but at this moment, he couldn't feel happy at all.

He couldn't understand what Zhang Yang meant by "The universe is not yet settled; you and I are both cattle and horses."

Shouldn't it be, the universe is not yet settled, you and I are both dark horses?

It was truly inexplicable.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yu's lips curved into a cynical smile.

The position of Holy Son in the Star God Temple was his now.

The destiny of this generation belonged to him.

Let the Heaven's Chosen prodigies of the All Heavens Myriad Realms all live under his shadow... "Jiang Yu... Jiang Family..."

On the other side, upon receiving news of Zhang Yang's death, Zhang Zhengxiong trembled with rage, his killing intent soaring to the sky.

Although he had been strict and demanding with Zhang Yang, he had poured his life's blood into him.

For Zhang Yang, he had even ventured into perilous lands to search for the origin of the Yin.

But now, his son Zhang Yang was dead.

"My son, rest assured. Your father will surely avenge you and leave no one from the Jiang Family alive."

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