Chapter 135 - Tyrannical Proof (2/2)

However, Yan Zaizen remained calm, continuing to speak, ”If I wanted to take this...Princess Qin...what reason do I have to hide it? What reason do I even have to care to declare my innocence?” Hearing this, people from afar felt odd. Sure, this logic was true but only if a cultivator vastly exceeded the other party in strength.

”With a single word, you'd have given Princess Qin to me with joyful glee! Haha!” This was the straw that broke the camel's back. Dong Long, Dong Sei, and Dong Lin simultaneously shot towards Yan Zaizen. The full force of their cultivation base emanated a seemingly invincible pressure! That aura rolled towards Yan Zaizen like a violent storm intending to rip him to shreds. Everyone immediately distanced themselves from Yan Zaizen.

Dong Long wielded an emerald spear with faint spiritual fluctuations. A sky-rank armament! It pierced forward, projecting a nearly peerless penetrating force that transformed into an insidiously vicious emerald-green dragon's head!

Dong Sei punched forward with thunderous momentum. His vital energy and true-essence merged together perfectly to manifest a large dark-silver fist that contained vast power filled with the law of metal. It smashed heavily towards Yan Zaizen.

Dong Lin removed a small folding fan from his spatial ring. Unfolding it, he swung it gracefully. A tall twister barreled forward that reached several hundred meters in height. It was infused with powerful wind-infused true-essence that rotated with the desire to ruin the world in every rotation.

All three attacks shot towards Yan Zaizen in unison, striking with the intention to thoroughly kill him in body and soul!

As for Yan Zaizen, he only shook his head slightly and stood where he was. He closed his eyes, and to those who were watching, it felt like he was giving up his life. As for the truth, the vital energies within Yan Zaizen's body was being rallied to action.

SWINHHG!

”Herculean Avatar Art!”

His eyes opened as the attacks were no more than an inch away from his body.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!

Several violent explosions resounded that devastated a vast area. Luckily, everyone had high cultivation bases, unless the attack was directly aimed at them, they could easily repel the remnant energy.

Tang Li was in disbelief, ”he's dead?” It felt surreal. In truth, with how Yan Zaizen was talking, he expected more.

Guàn Cui squinted her eyes, looking at the field wreathed in destructive true-essence. She had the faint feeling the situation wouldn't end with simply that.

Indeed.

As several seconds passed, the smoke cleared. Yan Zaizen, with his vibrant amber-gold eyes that shone through all, revealed himself brilliantly amidst the cloud of true-essence. As he slowly walked out, it looked as if the attacks never landed. His clothes didn't even seem ruffled. As for him, he had slight differences but the distinctions were overly attracting.

Situated at his glabella was a black and white diamond that seemed to be swirling in constant motion against each other. There was a short, vertical golden-line just below both of his eyes as if they were tears. The normally black hair had faint traces of gold highlights. His hands were covered in faint golden inscriptions that seemed exceptionally profound, the same could be said for his arms, legs, torso, and feet if it wasn't thoroughly covered by clothing.

The Herculean Avatar Art was vastly different from normal manifestation arts that would project an image. Instead, It would make your body be used as the avatar of a Herculean! As your physique was truly brought to its maximum, one's physical attributes would be vastly increased as a result.

If being a true Herculean could be considered a law, then this art used vital energy to erupt with that law! As for the concept? It was the regalia that was refined!

Clap!

Clap!

Clap!

Yan Zaizen clapped some more, his eyes suffused with tyrannical ferocity and unyielding confidence! ”I'll say it again: with a single word, you'd have given Princess Qin to me with joyful glee!” After finishing those words, he took several short steps forward, his gaze looking at the Dong group with hints of disdain.

”Now, do you understand me? Well, if not, you will.” Yan Zaizen took one more step forward and his figure vanished like a ghost in the night. This wasn't spatial laws, but sheer imperceptible speed!

”!!!”

Dong Long felt a sensation of intense deadly crisis, he immediately retreated, but alas! He was too slow. Appearing before him as if he teleported, Yan Zaizen reached out his palm, violently grabbing towards his throat.

URGH!!

The sound that the throat makes being grabbed resounded from Dong Long and before anyone could even blink, Yan Zaizen already had the mid-True Essence Dong Long at his mercy. His powerful vital energy suppressed Dong Long's cultivation base with relative ease. In his hands, Dong Long was like a child trying to struggle against the grip of a god.

As he fiercely struggled in defiance, the Siphoning Shadow of Death concept was draining Dong Long of his true-essence thoroughly. As it did, Yan Zaizen's vital energies seemed to be spiking with powerful lifeforce fluctuations.

”What?!” Witnessing this, Dong Sei and Dong Lin's eyes nearly popped out of their heads. The other spectators were inwardly shocked, their gazes filled with disbelief. To many, if not the vast majority, they couldn't even see Yan Zaizen's shadow as he moved. It was like a blur in mist!

Yan Zaizen smiled softly at all the exclamations and shocked gazes, turning towards Dong Lin with a profound gleam in his eyes, ”Let me ask you this, if I wanted to take this...Princess Qin, why would I need to deny it?” His hand slightly clenched causing Dong Long to squeak like a rubber ducky in pain.

”Do I even need to? Haha.”

Indeed.

The most definitive proof was the simplest: If I have to power to destroy all you are, all you can be, and all you will ever be, what reason do I have to sneak behind your back? If I did it openly, what could you even do?!

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