Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 722 - 721: The God in the Pupils
Is that so just because he says it is?
Who does he think he is?
Does he really believe that being the Son of the Fate Energy means the heavens favor him?
The heavens must be blind to choose such trash...
Nalan Hongying and Zhu Zibai both laughed at Chen Pingping's theory, inwardly dismissing it as absurd.
The cultivators spectating the scene were astonished, thinking, Who is this person? Isn't he too domineering?
"You're seeking death!" an elder of the Wu Family roared in anger.
"Kill him."
"Damnable... such slander against our Wu Family."
"Does he really think he is a Great Emperor?"
Instantly, the Wu Family was filled with indignant killing intent.
At that moment, the middle-aged man who had stepped forward made his move again, his tremendous Physical Strength enveloping the sky and pressing down overwhelmingly.
In just a moment, the area collapsed, the ground below fissured, and thick smoke rose, shrouded with the killing intent that covered the battlefield.
From a distance, the Wu Family man, glowing red, seemed to emerge from the depths of hell.
BOOM!
A punch fell, and all was silent in heaven and earth.
"Hehe... He's too arrogant; does he really think that a Quasi-Emperor Weapon can block an Ancient Family?"
"Who is this man, after all?"
"He is not a cultivator of the Zhang Family but a Divine Power Holder."
"The Great Saint of the Wu Family has erupted, his pure Physical Strength terrifying like a Martial God reborn; it's too frightening. Even a Quasi-Emperor Realm powerhouse might..."
The chatter had not yet ceased when Zhang Ziyu, standing at the center of the battlefield, swung his sword as if possessed.
Threads of Opening Heaven Sword Intent, like ripples, spread outwards. In an instant, they reached hundreds of miles and... blocked the attack of the Wu Family's Great Saint.
The crowd was shocked.
The Sword Intent lingered, and the Great Saint's attack, too, persisted, both sides maintaining a balance.
The scene suddenly quieted down.
Just moments ago, they were discussing how Chen Pingping was too presumptuous to provoke the Wu Family, and now a Great Saint had unleashed his fury, his Physical Strength nearly invincible. Under such an assault, not only a mere Saint Realm cultivator but even a Quasi-Emperor Realm expert would have to treat it with caution.
But no one had expected that instead of Chen Pingping meeting a tragic end under the slaughter, it would be Zhang Ziyu's sword that arrived.
This sword was different from the previous ones.
This sword had something more.
Not just that, it seemed even Zhang Ziyu himself had changed; his expression was stern, without a trace of a smile, his white garment fluttering in the wind.
He gripped a sword in his hand, merely an ordinary Sacred Soldier.
Within the depths of his dark eyes, a figure sat cross-legged; however... this figure had now risen, immense Sword Intent wrapped around him, not scattered but piercing through in threads.
Suddenly, the figure advanced again. The Opening Heaven Sword Intent buzzed to life, devoid of splendor or momentum, yet possessing a mountainous heaviness.
CRACK!
The Wu Family Great Saint's pupils suddenly constricted as he felt that immense Power Path. A look of shock appeared on his face, and waves of turmoil surged in his heart.
He's merely at the Saint Realm!
How could he unleash such power?
That Sword Dao...
Could it be?
Are the rumors true?
Is this young man before me really the successor of the Human Sword Immortal?
The power in the sword, like a collapsing dam, surged mightily, instantly dispersing the Great Saint's Physical Strength. If the Physical Strength had been visible, one would have seen a terrifying sight: a defense like an Ancient City, yet torn open by an ant, and that very tear continued to spread.
After seven or eight breaths, the Wu Family Great Saint finally could not endure; his slaughtering force dispersed.
He was like a kite with its string cut, sent flying by the Opening Heaven Sword Intent. The luster on his body also dimmed.
SPLASH!
He spat blood continuously, his body tumbling for many miles before finally coming to a halt.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Even the young prodigies of the Divine Clan were baffled at this moment.
Wang Lin'er remained calm beside them because she believed.
Nalan Hongying took in a sharp breath. "Zhang Ziyu has gravely injured a Great Saint of the Wu Family."
Zhu Zibai said, "Unbelievable."
In the sky, Zhang Ziyu stood silently. The Sword Intent on his body had dissipated, but the figure in the depths of his pupils remained.
That was his Divine Soul. It had once been cleansed, forged, and solidified by the Opening Heaven Sword Intent. Now, having opened its eyes, it had unleashed the Opening Heaven Sword Intent, gravely injuring a Great Saint.
"You are indeed very strong," Zhang Ziyu whispered, "but my Sword Dao is stronger."
HUM!
He raised his head, pointing his Longsword into the distance.
The Wu Family members gasped for air, their faces ashen. The Wu Family Great Saint, who had been sent flying, had his Dantian nearly shattered and his Divine Soul dimmed, suffering unimaginably grievous injuries. Although he hadn't perished, he would likely be unable to fight for a very long time.
The Marquis on the ground was already stunned by the scene before him, foolishly uncertain of what to do. At this moment, he felt that the figure high above was so ethereal and peerless...
Chen Pingping smiled faintly and walked forward with large strides, pressing down hard with his palm, channeling the Reincarnation Mystery of the past.
In an instant, floating shadows appeared. These were the memory fragments of the Marquis, restored by him using the mystery of the past. Not only that, these memories were also extracted by Chen Pingping and magnified in the Void. Scene after scene was displayed.
The cultivators were shocked. What kind of Divine Skill is this?
Finally, after watching for several minutes, the crowd saw the truth: the Marquis and the Wu Family delegation had met with powerful members of the Divine Clan outside the Human Clan's territory.
People were stunned. The Wu Family had really betrayed the Human Clan!
This...? Is the touch of the Son of the Fate Energy so effective?
Zhang Ziyu had no idea if the Wu Family had betrayed them before he made his move; he had simply found a reason and an excuse. But as it turned out, the truth was exposed, and such a matter had indeed occurred.
"Ah! You scoundrel, you are courting death, daring to slander my Wu Family!" a Wu Family elder panicked.
Previously, when Zhang Ziyu made his move, spouting baseless accusations and even wielding the Opening Heaven Sword Intent, they were merely amazed. The intuition of the Son of the Fate Energy was accurate. But without evidence, it was defamation, making accusations out of thin air.
However, Chen Pingping's astonishing Divine Skill replicated the truth, instantly confirming the Wu Family's crime of betraying the Human Clan.
How could they not panic? The higher-ups of the Wu Family could not have dreamed that someone could extract memories.
Of course, the footage of the meeting with the Divine Clan wasn't limited to one segment; there were seven or eight in total.
Zhang Ziyu was taken aback, thinking, The Son of the Fate Energy has such a function too?
WHOOSH!
The Reincarnation Mystery ended, and the images dissipated.
Chen Pingping looked at the group of Wu Family experts and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
A Wu Family man spoke with a grim tone, "These baseless accusations... boy, I don't care who you are. Slandering our Wu Family like this, creating illusions to deceive people—you are provoking our Wu Family, and we absolutely cannot let you live."
Murdering them to silence them. It was the most effective way to cover up. After all, Chen Pingping's Divine Skill was questionable—nobody knew if it was real or if Chen Pingping had deliberately created an illusion. If he died, naturally, no one would dare to doubt the Wu Family anymore.
Zhang Ziyu swept his gaze over them, his Longsword faintly flickering.
The Wu Family experts suddenly felt suffocated. And there's one more person! Yes, they remembered—the scene wasn't just about Chen Pingping. There was also Zhang Ziyu, who could wield a Sword Dao capable of gravely injuring a Great Saint!
Damn it!
Thinking of this, the Wu Family's higher-ups were fuming, their faces alternating between red and pale, looking quite unsightly.
Originally, they had thought it was just a discussion among the younger generation of the four major factions and that nothing significant would happen. According to certain agreements, the Wu Family was supposed to find a way to trouble the Zhang Family and prevent them from rallying the other major powers. That should have been enough.
But now, things had happened too suddenly.
The Wu Family elder in the lead had a gloomy face. Finally, he squeezed a word out from between his clenched teeth, "Retreat."
