Villain : After Slacking Off, The Protagonist Collapse-Chapter 306
Chapter 306
“If you’re so confident, why don’t you act?” The Pure Yang Holy Son smirked, his voice carrying a hint of mischief. Then, as if by coincidence, he turned his head toward the pavilion behind him.
The sudden movement sent a ripple of tension through the crowd.
*Could the Primordial Holy Son really be here?*
All eyes turned toward Tianyang Zhenren, whose expression faltered briefly before he quickly composed himself. The earlier bravado now seemed strained.
His earlier statements were just words. If he truly had to face Jiang Chen, Tianyang Zhenren didn’t dare to take action.
It wasn’t a matter of pride but of practicality. The gap in their cultivation was far too vast. There was no scenario in which he could win.
To engage Jiang Chen in battle was to invite defeat—utter and complete.
“I’m not interested in dealing with children,” Jiang Chen’s calm voice rang out from the pavilion. “If the Supreme of the Yin Yang Sea wishes to face me, I might find that intriguing.”
The voice was serene, yet it carried a terrifying pressure that sent shivers down everyone’s spines. The crowd felt their skin crawl, as if their very existence were being scrutinized by an overwhelming force.
The Primordial Holy Son is truly here! He had actually come.
“Tianyang Zhenren, how unfortunate,” the Pure Yang Holy Son teased, his voice dripping with mockery. “It’s not that I’m denying you an opportunity; it’s just that Jiang Chen doesn’t even consider you worth his time.”
“If you really want to fight him, I suppose you could try insulting him. Who knows? He might take the bait. Of course, the fight would be over before you even realized what happened!”
The more Tianyang Zhenren’s expression darkened, the more satisfied the Pure Yang Holy Son felt. ‘You dared to challenge me in psychological warfare? You’re still too inexperienced for that.’
Tianyang Zhenren, for his part, didn’t dare to respond. He knew all too well that Jiang Chen was far beyond his league. Facing him would be utterly futile. Even arguing back seemed pointless, as the crowd would only see it as a desperate attempt to save face.
In the end, the difference between them was insurmountable. To challenge Jiang Chen would be nothing short of a fool’s errand.
Tianyang Zhenren fell silent. Rather than respond to further provocations, he chose to remain quiet. Sometimes silence was the best way to deal with someone like the Pure Yang Holy Son.
“Are you going to fight or not?” Tianyang Zhenren finally barked, irritation creeping into his tone. “Are you afraid?”
“Afraid of you?” the Pure Yang Holy Son retorted with a sneer. “Bring it on!”
He let out a low shout, and an overwhelming aura burst forth from his body.
In an instant, the All Heaven Mirror flew out, its silvery light cascading down and enveloping both combatants. The shimmering light drew them into an alternate space.
When the All Heaven Mirror appeared, the crowd immediately realized something.
‘Jiang Chen must really be here.’
The mirror was too iconic, known to almost everyone in the Nine Heavens Realm. Wherever it appeared, it meant Jiang Chen was nearby. The Primordial Holy Land might use powerful treasures, but impersonating Jiang Chen was beyond their practice.
The crowd buzzed with excitement, certain that Jiang Chen was present in the city.
As the two were drawn into the alternate space, the battle commenced in full force.
Divine abilities exploded like oceans of light, colliding with each other and producing radiance as brilliant as the stars. The terrifying energy waves rippled outward, shaking the void.
Even though bpth was confined to an isolated space, the immense energy bled into the surroundings. Fractures appeared in the nearby void, and the high temperatures warped and melted even the distant barriers.
The clash was intense, with both combatants displaying extraordinary strength. It was difficult to discern who held the upper hand, and for a time, the fight seemed perfectly even.
“This forbidden zonegod son is truly remarkable. No wonder an ancient supreme chose him.”
“The Pure Yang Holy Son is no slouch either. As one of the top prodigies of our era, it’s impressive that the forbidden zonegod son can fight him to a standstill.”
“Impressive? I’d say it’s more incredible that the Pure Yang Holy Son can hold his ground. Their Daos are nearly identical in essence, and their cultivation realms are comparable. It’s a battle of equals!”
“Whoever wins will depend on their deeper techniques and trump cards.”
“I’m betting on the forbidden zonegod son. Being taught by an ancient emperor has to make a difference!”
The crowd was captivated by the intense battle. Fights between top-tier prodigies like these were rare, and every spectator was determined to make the most of this opportunity, knowing they could learn valuable lessons from such a clash.
In a nearby pavilion, Jiang Chen watched the fight dispassionately.
“There’s nothing worth watching here,” he commented casually. “Tianyang Zhenren isn’t the Pure Yang Holy Son’s match.”
Qin Yao blinked in surprise. “But they seem evenly matched. How can you say that?”
She looked at the battle again. Both cultivators appeared to be locked in a stalemate, neither gaining the upper hand.
Jiang Chen shook his head slightly. “It only looks that way because the Pure Yang Holy Son is holding back. He’s using only sixty percent of his strength.”
“Tianyang Zhenren is already going all out, but the Pure Yang Holy Son is deliberately testing him. The longer this drags on, the harder it’ll be for Tianyang Zhenren. If the Pure Yang Holy Son had gone all out from the start, the fight would have been over by now.”
“So he’s hiding his true strength?” Qin Yao asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.
“Exactly,” Jiang Chen replied. “It’s a smart move. The Pure Yang Holy Son must have taken my advice to heart—don’t underestimate your opponent. He’s gauging Tianyang Zhenren’s abilities before deciding how to proceed.”
Hearing this, Qin Ershi and Yan Ruyu exchanged looks of astonishment.
They turned their attention back to the fight and began observing more carefully. Soon, they noticed the subtle differences Jiang Chen had pointed out.
Tianyang Zhenren was indeed fighting with all his strength, pushing himself to the limit. The Pure Yang Holy Son, on the other hand, seemed relaxed.
Though his attacks appeared powerful, they were often restrained, and he countered Tianyang Zhenren’s techniques effortlessly, showing no signs of strain.
In contrast, Tianyang Zhenren was under significant pressure. Despite his best efforts, he was occasionally wounded by the Pure Yang Holy Son’s attacks.
Qin Ershi’s eyes dimmed as he watched the unfolding battle.
‘There was a time when I could stand shoulder to shoulder with these two,’ he thought bitterly. ’Now Jiang Chen is untouchable, and even the Pure Yang Holy Son has grown so powerful that I can only look up at him.’
He felt disheartened, as though he had been left behind. His once-competitive edge now seemed like a distant memory, with the gap between him and his peers widening every day.
Although Qin Ershi was one of the most talented prodigies of his generation, the circumstances had changed. The Pure Yang Holy Son’s transformation through the Pure Yang Root and Yan Ruyu’s innate Yin Yang Physique had catapulted them far ahead of him.
If Qin Ershi doesn’t experience a similar breakthrough, the distance between them would only grow.
Elsewhere, in a different pavilion, two figures with golden hair sat quietly. Their hair gleamed as if forged from molten gold, exuding an air of grandeur and supremacy.
These figures were none other than Jin Changhe and the newly infamous Golden-Winged Roc King.
“Little Ancestor,” Jin Changhe said in a low voice, “Jiang Chen has emerged. Should we contact the Emperor of the Yin Yang Sea?”
Few knew that Jin Changhe and the Golden-Winged Roc King had played a role in bringing Tianyang Zhenren out of the Yin Yang Sea.
The two shared connections with the forbidden zone and operated under its influence, despite the appearance of independence. They were servants of the Yin Yang Sea’s Emperor.
