Chapter 475: Chapter 95: Senior Brother Zhang Beats Up His Father-in-law, Lu Xuan Appears
The great tree was long gone. The place where it once stood was now a field of jagged rubble.
She stumbled forward, already a tear-streaked mess, and began to claw frantically at the rubble, which was as hard as Immortal Gold Divine Iron. Even though she could hear her father, the King, fighting someone else not far away, she didn’t spare a glance.
But after digging for a long time, she still hadn’t found Ah Liang’s body. Ao Xianzhi cried until she had no tears left, sobbing breathlessly, completely overcome with despair.
She collapsed onto the pile of rubble and wailed.
But...
Between sobs, a familiar figure in the corner of her eye caught her attention. He was sitting astride her father’s head, throwing one punch, two punches, three punches...
Each punch landed with a deafening, resounding BOOM, like the beat of a great drum.
Huh?
She rubbed her eyes, wiping away the blurry tears, and looked again, focusing her gaze.
"Ah... Ah Liang?!"
The Farmer’s Son, still mounted on the True Dragon’s head, formed the Supreme Killing Skill again. With one punch, he snapped off one of the North Sea Dragon King’s horns—the very horns he meticulously cared for day and night. He glanced over and said:
"Ah Shui, get down the mountain, quick! I’ll explain later!"
The True Dragon stared at its fallen, broken horn and let out a roar of pained fury.
Just then, Zhang Liang raised his fist again. Channeling the Supreme Killing Skill, a terrifying Dao Rhyme flowed into his hand as he took aim at the North Sea Dragon King’s one and only remaining horn.
"Ah Liang! Stop! That’s my dad!!"
"What? Your dad?!" Zhang Liang looked over, shocked. But his fist had already fallen on autopilot.
The Supreme Killing Skill erupted, and the Old Dragon King’s last remaining horn was smashed to pieces.
He silently lowered his head, looked at the True Dragon beneath him, and called out tentatively,
"Uncle... how are you?"
The North Sea Dragon King snarled, bucked Zhang Liang off his back, and transformed into a human. His head covered in blood, he scooped up the two massive, broken horns from the ground, his heart aching.
He turned around, trembling, clutching the giant horns. He pointed at Zhang Liang, then at Ao Xianzhi, too furious to speak.
Zhang Liang was just as stunned. He looked at the Immortal True Dragon, then at his Ah Shui...
The atmosphere instantly grew stiff.
"Good. Just great..."
The North Sea Dragon King put away his horns with a pained expression and sneered.
"Is this the ’mortal’ you were talking about?"
Ao Xianzhi blinked, dumbfounded. She stammered for a moment, then her expression suddenly shifted. With a fiercely arrogant arch of her brow, she stomped forward and grabbed Zhang Liang by the ear.
"Well now, Farmer’s Son, care to explain yourself?"
Zhang Liang grimaced in pain, craning his neck as he retorted:
"Look who’s talking! Aren’t you supposed to be a village girl?!"
Ao Xianzhi froze, then began to mumble again, lowering her head.
"I... I didn’t mean to lie to you..."
"I know." Zhang Liang nodded seriously, then suddenly pulled the young woman into a tight embrace.
Nearby,
a certain Dragon King’s eyelid was twitching furiously. His chest heaved as he roared:
"Old Master is still bleeding here!!"
The roar startled Zhang Liang and Ao Xianzhi, who immediately broke apart. The former bowed obsequiously, looking guilty.
"Uncle, it was an accident, an accident..."
Ao Xianzhi nodded like a bobblehead.
"Yes, yes, an accident!"
The North Sea Dragon King almost choked on his own rage. Just as he was about to unleash another tirade, a dragon’s cry echoed from the Celestial Vault. It was the Dragon Crown Prince, arriving late.
"Big Brother!!" Ao Xianzhi flinched, then quickly waved at the sky, frantically signaling with her eyes, hoping her older brother would act as a shield.
The Dragon Crown Prince transformed into a human and stood upon a cloud, chuckling.
"What on earth is..."
Before he could finish his sentence.
SHIIING!
A streak of crimson sword light suddenly appeared, tearing silently through the void.
"Look out!!"
On the mountain peak, the two dragons and one human paled and cried out in alarm. Zhang Liang’s reflexes were lightning-fast; he channeled his Dharma Scripture, activated his Divine Techniques, and yanked the Dragon Crown Prince down from the sky.
The crimson sword light grazed past, cleaving a distant mountain range in two!
"Who is it!?" the Dragon King thundered, but his expression immediately changed again.
A terrifying aura bore down on them, pinning the three dragons and one human in place.
Then, a middle-aged man in coarse linen robes, holding the Chixiao Sword, strode across the sky and descended leisurely.
"Three dragons, all direct descendants of the Ancestral Dragon..."
A murderous glint flashed in Liu Bang’s eyes as he chuckled.
"If I were to slay them, my Chixiao Sword would surely achieve Great Success!"
A horrifying Dao Rhyme, accompanied by a surging aura, swept over them. The Old Dragon King, Zhang Liang, and the others found it difficult to breathe, their faces etched with terror.
Zhang Liang, in particular, recognized the newcomer instantly. His scalp tingled.
"Liu... Liu Bang??"
’How did this Liu Bang suddenly become a magnate on the level of the Celestial Realms?’
’His aura seems unstable, but still...’
’Even if he feasted on Peaches of Immortality and consumed Celestial Medicine day and night, he couldn’t have gotten this strong so quickly, could he?!’
"You must be Zhang Liang."
Liu Bang chuckled softly, adopting a scholarly air as he spoke nonchalantly.
"You and I can talk later. Allow me to slay these three little dragons first."
As he spoke, he took a slow step forward, his voice seeming to drift from a great distance.
"North Sea Dragon King, Ao Shun..."
The Chixiao Sword rose.
A terrifying killing intent descended upon him. Ao Shun let out a low, furious roar, trying to break free from the aura’s restraint, but it was futile.
The gap between the Immortal realm and the Celestial Realms was far, far too vast, even if this person’s power was unstable.
Under the pressure of the killing intent, the three True Dragons in their human forms grunted in pain. Their skin began to crack as they coughed up mouthfuls of blood.
Zhang Liang’s eyes were practically splitting at the corners as he growled:
"Liu Bang!!"
The latter merely offered a placid smile.
"Brother Zhang, don’t trouble yourself. I will not slay you. I came to invite you to help me achieve a great undertaking."
Saying this, he prepared to bring his sword down.
"What great undertaking?"
a curious voice asked.
Liu Bang sneered and answered instinctively,
"To crusade against the unrighteous, execute the tyrant Qin, slay Ying Zheng, and establish my own grand 40,000-year Dynasty... huh?"
He realized something was wrong and snapped his head to the side, only to see a dark-skinned farmer standing nearby, smiling simple-mindedly.
"Brother Li..." Ao Xianzhi managed to gasp. "Run... you have to run..."
The farmer gave Ao Xianzhi an appreciative glance.
Then he looked back at Liu Bang and smiled good-naturedly.
"Little fellow, so who are you? Your aura is very familiar... Gouchen? Longevity? Or East Pole Qing Hua?"
As soon as he spoke, the Dragon King, Ao Xianzhi, and Zhang Liang were all stunned.
The indifferent expression on Liu Bang’s face vanished. He stared at the farmer, narrowing his eyes.
"And who might you be?"
"Why don’t you take another look?"
Liu Bang frowned and looked at the farmer again, and was suddenly lost in a trance.
In his daze, he saw the vastness of All Realms and all worlds. He saw Old Nong, holding a hoe, treating the Celestial Realms as his field and All Realms as his crops. He wielded a giant hoe, colored with Yin Yang, and with one swing, a myriad of realms collapsed!
Liu Bang was stupefied. In his vision, Old Nong, who was tilling the Celestial Myriad Realms, suddenly glanced over and smiled at him.
His mind reeled and his heart pounded violently. He had suffered a backlash from the Eye-Witness Skill for daring to spy on the farmer. As Zhang Liang and the others watched in horror, blood trickled from his mouth, and he shot backward to flee!
"Now that you’re here, why the hurry to leave?"
The farmer chuckled, his voice faint and ghostly.
"Besides, I asked who you were, and you never answered me... That’s very rude."
As he finished speaking, he reached out with an indifferent air. His hand pierced the void and enveloped the world, seizing Liu Bang—a being comparable to the Weak Celestial Realms—and yanking him back!
A terrifying Immortal Dao Rhyme descended as the Innate Divine Demon Body, which was about to leave its nascent stage, erupted with magnificent power.
Wielding the might of eleven Innate Worlds, his grip shattered Liu Bang’s bones, making him cough up blood. Then, the great hand slammed down, smashing him into the peak of Taishan and kicking up a ten-thousand-meter wave of earth!!
Watching this, the Dragon King and the Dragon Crown Prince were shaken, but they simply lowered their heads and trembled.
Zhang Liang and Ao Xianzhi, however, were completely and utterly dumbfounded, staring blankly around them.
’Is that... Brother Li??’
(There should be another Chapter later.)
