The Heaven-shattering: Holding the Jade Disc of Creation

Chapter 127: Clown Wang Family, Killing Wang Chong (6.2K, monthly ticket requested)
Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory
The holy city seemed particularly lively today. Many monks gathered at the Qinglian Stone Square, and everyone came to watch the fun.

"Are you Wang family members so arrogant that you dare to block the gate of my Qinglian Stone Workshop?"

The monk who was guarding the Qinglian Stone Archway looked at the monk from the Wang family who was coming with ill intentions and scolded him.

"You Qinglian demon clan is powerful, but my Wang family is not bad either, and it was you Qinglian demon clan that made the mistake first, so what? Can't my Wang family have any opinion?"

A middle-aged monk walked out from among the monks of the Wang family. He did not come up and shout directly, but instead chose to discuss the principles, hoping to put the Wang family in a high moral position.

"Oh! You said that it was my Qinglian lineage that made the mistake first. Then I would like to ask, what was my Qinglian lineage's fault?

Besides, everyone knows the style of your Wang family. How can anyone take advantage of you?"

At this moment, the elder guarding the Qinglian Stone Square came forward. He first criticized the Wang family for their moral problems, and then satirized the Wang family for their poor style, causing the surrounding monks to laugh secretly.

"You! Humph, I asked you whether Yan Changsheng from your Qinglian lineage had gone to the stone archway of my Wang family.

He went there and took advantage of his profound attainments in source arts to destroy my Wang family's business. In the end, he even murdered the younger brother of Qilinzi of my Wang family.

How vicious! How hateful! "

The elder of the Wang family had a look of grief and indignation on his face. He accused the Qinglian demon clan of their crimes and made the Wang family sound extremely innocent.

Elder Qinglian could not bear it any longer and sneered, “Ah, yes, yes, your Wang family is really innocent and pitiful, so innocent that a small gatekeeper monk dared to show disdain to Master Yuan Tianshi, so innocent that a nine-year-old brat dared to bring a few powerful elders to attack the prince and princess of my clan.

He is so innocent that he disregards all the rules of the Holy City Stone Square. How innocent and pitiful he is!

You Wang family are so innocent and pitiful, why don't you take a broken bowl and beg for food on the streets of the Holy City! If I see you, I might give you a few rewards if I'm happy!"

"Pfft, hahaha!"

"Oh no, I'm dying of laughter, hahahaha."

"Begging for food! Reward! This Qinglian Elder is a wonderful person, hahahaha."

The monks around burst into laughter, and everyone couldn't help but laugh at the Wang family.

"Asshole! Let's see who dares to laugh!" The elder of the Wang family's face turned red and his hair stood up in anger.

“You Qinglian demons really have no tolerance at all. You have to know that Master Wang Chong is only nine years old. He is only nine years old!

That Young Master Yan almost crippled Young Master Wang Chong. What could a nine-year-old do wrong? But it was the young master of your Qinglian demon clan who was so cruel and merciless that he used such heavy hands on a nine-year-old child!
You know, he's only a nine-year-old boy!"

The elder of the Wang family had a tearful and sorrowful expression on his face, comparable to that of a top actor.

"Really? What a poor little brat! Oh! Is he dead? What? He's not dead. Why are you crying so loudly? Why are you cursing your little brat to death?"

Elder Qinglian looked nonchalant and didn't care about what the Wang family said at all, but he made a few sarcastic remarks from time to time.

"You! Bastard! As an elder of the Qinglian lineage, how can you speak so vulgarly? You little brat, how dare you insult my Wang family!!!"

The elder of the Wang family was almost going crazy. He didn't expect the other party to be so confident and didn't take the Wang family seriously at all.

"Haha!" Elder Qinglian said nonchalantly.

"You!" The Wang family elder spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah, hey, hey! Why are you trying to scam me? You're so old, but your emotions are still so unstable. You can't cultivate your Qi well!"

"Hmm? Elder, what does it mean to touch porcelain?"

"Well... according to Lord Qinglian, bumping into someone is pretending to be injured to blackmail them."

"Oh! They are indeed scamming people. The world is really going downhill and people's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be!"

Elder Qinglian started communicating with the young cultivator beside him and didn't care about the Wang family in front of him at all. After all, the Qinglian lineage today was not someone that anyone could mess with.

"Oh my god, I was wondering why this elder was so stubborn, it turns out you were the one who taught him that."

In the crowd not far away, Ye Fan, Pang Bo and Li Xiaoman mixed in the crowd and secretly watched the Wang family's actions.

Because Ye Fan suggested that if a conflict occurred between the two sides, they could attack from behind, which would be more effective.

Hearing this, Pangbo shyly touched his head and said, "Actually, I got along well with that tribesman, so I taught him some skills. I didn't expect that these could be used."

"But is the Wang family so arrogant? Do they dare to confront the underworld forces head-on?" Ye Fan didn't quite understand where the Wang family's confidence came from.

“I heard that Wang Teng of the Wang family is the ‘reincarnation of an ancient emperor’ and is said to have inherited the legacy of a great emperor. It’s possible that he really has the emperor’s weapons as his background.” Li Xiaoman analyzed calmly.

"Not necessarily. Judging from the style of the Wang family, if they have the imperial weapon as their background, they will definitely display it arrogantly, but they may not handle it in a low-key manner." Ye Fan looked at the arrogant Wang family members and frowned.

"Without the imperial soldiers, how dare they go against our demon clan? Are they looking for death?" Pang Bo was a little unable to understand the Wang family's thinking.

"Haven't you noticed? We know a lot of secrets, so we understand the value of the word 'Emperor'.

But most people in the world are ignorant and fearless. The Wang family believes that Wang Teng has great luck and will definitely achieve enlightenment in the future, so they regard the Wang family as an extremely powerful force in advance." Ye Fan calmly analyzed the mentality of the Wang family.

"This is so outrageous. He really thinks he is a dish. The world is so big that there are all kinds of people." Pang Bo was speechless.

……

"That's enough. What you, the Qinglian demon clan, did to my Wang family is true. That Master Yan not only killed the elders of my Wang family and severely injured Master Wang Chong, but he even hid the fiancée of my Qilinzi. His crimes are truly heinous.

If you, the Qinglian demon clan, don't give my Wang family an explanation today, my Wang family will never give up!"

As soon as the Wang family elder finished speaking, a young cultivator with a strong aura walked out from behind him and bowed to the Qinglian Stone Archway.

"I am Wang Zishuo, a young cultivator of the Wang family. I would like to ask the cultivators of the Qinglian demon clan to teach me."

"Wang Zishuo, isn't he one of the geniuses of the younger generation of the Wang family? He seems to be known as one of the three heroes of the Wang family along with the other two."

"Oh, are you trying to use the fight between the younger generation to target my Qinglian demon clan? Interesting." Elder Qinglian narrowed his eyes and secretly transmitted a message to the inside of the stone archway.

After a while, a young demon cultivator walked out of the stone archway, looked at Wang Zishuo with cold eyes, and after introducing himself, the two men came to the battle field in the stone archway and started fighting.

Soon after the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds, the winner was decided, and Wang Zishuo from the Wang family had a slight advantage.

This was actually a foreseeable situation, because the rise of the Qinglian lineage was too short, and Zhang Shuo did not directly provide resources to the Qinglian lineage.

Today, all the resources of the Qinglian lineage were used to build the Demon Court. These are the resources that the Qinglian lineage obtained after its status was raised. In a short period of time, the strength of the young cultivators of the Qinglian lineage has greatly increased, but they are ultimately not as good as the Wang family.

You must know that since the appearance of Wang Teng, the Wang family has improved a lot in terms of resources and status. Not only did Wang Teng not consume much of the Wang family's resources, he also brought a lot of resources to the Wang family.

Therefore, the strength of the younger generation of cultivators in the Wang family is not weak, and the prosperous Wang family has also produced many geniuses.

"What? Is this the limit of the Qinglian lineage's strength?" After seeing his own cultivator win, Elder Wang mocked Elder Qinglian.

But Elder Qinglian simply ignored him. His family knew his own business. The Qinglian lineage had grown very well, and he was very happy to see that his younger generation was only slightly inferior.

But Ye Fan and others who were watching the fight on the side couldn't stand the Wang family's attitude. Ye Fan frowned and walked out of the crowd with Pang Bo and Li Xiaoman.

"Your Wang family is so powerful, do you want to compete with me?" Ye Fan looked at the arrogant cultivator from the Wang family and said provocatively.

"You are...um! That little bastard who is carrying a treasure!" The eyes of the Wang family elders lit up when they saw Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's anus tightened when he was looked at by such a fiery gaze. He felt a little cold and moved away from the other person. He looked at Wang Zishuo and said:

"I am also from the Qinglian lineage. How about I fight with you?"

"You! Of course you can." Wang Zishuo not only did not refuse, but was somewhat happy. He even began to imagine doing something in the battle, crippling Ye Fan and taking away his treasure.

Ye Fan could naturally see some of the other party's thoughts, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

Both parties came to the battle platform. Before the other party could make a move, Ye Fan directly transformed his divine power into a golden stone tablet and suppressed Wang Zishuo on the spot.

"Is this the end? That's it?"

The onlookers around were still expecting a fierce fight between dragons and tigers, but they didn't expect it to end so quickly.

The elders of the Wang family also turned red when they saw this. They were suppressed without even a single round. This was truly too embarrassing.

Afterwards, Ye Fan fought against five members of the Wang family in a row, winning every battle. He beat all the members of the Wang family until they lost their temper and completely suppressed the momentum of the Wang family.

But at this moment, a childish voice sounded: "Humph, a bunch of useless guys!"

A young boy of about eight or nine years old, wearing a loose robe, came here. He had a bright look in his eyes and a small, somewhat weird body.

“Mr. Wang Chong, why did you come here in person?” The elder of the Wang family came up to the young man respectfully and asked in a low voice.

"What if I don't come? Am I going to wait for you to disgrace the Wang family?" the young man Wang Chong said coldly.

He had a cold and ruthless expression, his eyes were full of coldness, and he looked at Ye Fan coldly.

Ye Fan also felt a little uncomfortable with the boy's cold eyes. The boy seemed like a cold puppet, not a flesh and blood person.

"Yan Changsheng, Qinglian demon clan, let's start by settling the score with this guy!"

As soon as Wang Chong finished speaking, he rushed towards Ye Fan.

He just leaped lightly and came to the fighting arena. His divine power surged wildly, and his aura actually reached the fourth stage of dragon transformation.

"Such a high level of cultivation! Is he really just a nine-year-old boy?" Ye Fan was shocked after feeling the fluctuation of divine power from the other party.

Wang Chong formed the dragon seal with both hands, and the surging divine power transformed into a giant dragon, which also let out a terrifying dragon roar.

The nine-headed green dragon appeared behind Wang Chong, shaking its head and tail, with a ferocious look on its face, and rushed towards Ye Fan with great momentum.

Ye Fan was shocked. The opponent's move was a killing move. You have to know that he is only at the fourth level of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and the gap between him and the opponent is huge. Wang Chong's current strength is not something Ye Fan can contend with. In a critical moment, Ye Fan cannot help but think.

Ye Fan's whole body was covered with golden blood flames, and the golden blood turned into a golden dragon. Behind him, the golden sea of ​​suffering, the chaotic green lotus, the Immortal King coming to the nine heavens and other holy bodies appeared.

A giant golden dragon of energy and blood was entwined around the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron. With the full force of divine power poured into it, the power of the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron was stimulated to the maximum extent, and the various holy bodies burst into divine power with strange phenomena.

"Bang! Boom boom boom!"

The nine green dragons collided violently with the black gold tripod with dragon patterns, forcibly blocking the attack of the nine green dragons, but Ye Fan was also injured by the aftermath, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm? This golden blood and various strange phenomena, what kind of body is this?"

"He is Ye Fan from the demon race, right? He is also a genius, but I have never heard that he has a special physique before?"

"Golden blood, golden sea of ​​suffering, isn't this the ancient holy body?"

"Ancient Saint Body, are you kidding me? Isn't that a useless body? A useless body that can no longer be cultivated?"

"No, that is indeed the Ancient Saint Body! It is an Ancient Saint Body that can be cultivated! An Ancient Saint Body that has reached the Four Extremes Secret Realm!"

At this moment, the monks who recognized Ye Fan's physique suddenly shouted wildly like a pot of boiling water.

Soon the current status and strength of the Ancient Holy Body spread completely, shocking the surrounding monks even more.

But at this moment, Ye Fan didn't care about the outside world's exaggeration at all. He tried his best to resist Wang Chong's attack.

But the nine green dragons were not damaged at all. If he continued, he would be defeated by Wang Chong unless he used external force. After all, the gap in their realms was too big.

"Oh, you blocked one attack, you have some strength, but you will die next time!"

Wang Chong once again urged the nine green dragons to move forward. The green dragons suddenly became more powerful and pressed towards Ye Fan with their strong and vigorous bodies.

“Swoosh! Crunch… Boom!”

Just when Ye Fan was about to use the king's magic weapon, nine black and white chains flew over his head and directly locked up the nine green dragons. As the chains continued to tighten, the nine green dragons were directly strangled to death.

Ye Fan looked upwards and saw a handsome young man in white tights floating in the air, with nine black and white chains flowing with yin and yang energy behind him.

"Brother Shuo!" Ye Fan said in surprise.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Ye Fan. Leave the rest to me!" Zhang Shuo was very satisfied with Ye Fan's behavior in protecting the Qinglian lineage.

At this moment, Wang Chong naturally recognized who the man in the air was, but because of this, he was a little hesitant, because he knew very well that he was no match for Yan Changsheng.

Zhang Shuo glanced at Wang Chong. He was somewhat surprised that he had recovered and his cultivation had improved even further.

"Have you resisted the erosion of the seven emotions on your mind? You have some tricks. It seems that Wang Teng still has some skills. It should be the ability to kill me with Ming Dao Jue!"

While Zhang Shuo was thinking, Wang Chong couldn't hold back his anger and taunted Zhang Shuo, "Didn't expect that? I'm fine. My brother is here and you can't hurt me with your tricks. Yan Changsheng, I will make you regret hurting me like that."

Facing Wang Chong's ridicule, Zhang Shuo did not hesitate at all. The nine Yin-Yang chains behind him instantly blew up Wang Chong's body and sealed his soul.

Even the mark of divine consciousness that Wang Teng left on Wang Chong was wiped out in an instant by Zhang Shuo's Yin-Yang Chain.

Zhang Shuo looked at the ball of light in his hand, a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he directly searched Wang Chong's soul and learned all the information he wanted to know.

“Sure enough, Wang Teng used the power of the “Qian Zi Mi” to help Wang Chong suppress the seven emotions with the help of the “Zhan Wo Ming Dao Jue”, and then let Wang Chong, who had regained consciousness, practice the “Zhan Wo Ming Dao Jue” to kill the seven emotions and restore himself!”

Zhang Shuo obtained the incomplete "Kill Me, Ming Dao Jue" in Wang Chong's soul, but the spell had been modified. It should be that Wang Teng modified it specifically for Wang Chong, which can specifically cut off people's emotions.

"There's something wrong with this spell! Because Wang Teng's realm and understanding are not enough, the revised "Zhanwo Mingdao Jue" has flaws.

Every time an emotion is cut off, a part of emotion is completely lost. No wonder Wang Chong gives people the feeling of a cold puppet."

With Zhang Shuo's comprehension, he quickly understood the modified spell and discovered the problems in it.

“Oh, he finally showed up! Wang Teng, who possesses the aura of a great emperor, huh!”

Just after Zhang Shuo defeated Wang Chong, a figure rushed over from the void not far away, and the violent divine power reflected the opponent's emotions.

"Yan Changsheng, how dare you!"

Wang Teng drove the golden ancient chariot, and the four symbols of dragon, phoenix, white tiger and black tortoise roared in harmony, shining brightly and soaring into the sky.

Wang Teng, who was known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, drove a golden ancient chariot to Zhang Shuo. His vigorous energy was like a galaxy, and his surging momentum pressed towards Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo looked at Wang Teng's exaggerated appearance and wanted to complain about something in his heart. He could only say that he was indeed a very impressive character in the early stage of The Great Ruler.

Facing Wang Teng's humble aura, Zhang Shuo felt nothing at all and could only say.

"That's it? That's it!"

From Zhang Shuo's speechless expression, Wang Teng obviously understood something, and his aura suddenly surged, but it was all in vain.

Seeing Zhang Shuo not wavering at all, Wang Teng made his move. He made a seal with his hand and delivered a stunning blow.

The True Dragon, the Divine Phoenix, the White Tiger, and the Black Tortoise all appeared, and the terrifying power of the Four Symbols rushed towards Zhang Shuo. The horrifying murderous intent made the sky above dim, and cracks appeared in the streets around the Qinglian Stone Archway.

"It's a little funny to use the power of the Four Symbols in front of me."

Zhang Shuo smiled contemptuously and threw a light punch. The punch was slow, but it gave people a terrifying pressure as if the sky and the earth were collapsing.

The Four Symbols Holy Spirits turned into scattered spiritual light under this ordinary punch, and the originally gloomy sky suddenly became clear, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

Only the broken streets around told people what had just happened.

"Ok!"

Wang Teng's pupils shrank. He knew that this attack could not do anything to Zhang Shuo, but he did not expect Zhang Shuo to take it so easily and completely destroy the power of his move. The difference in strength between the two was immediately apparent.

"Humph!"

Just when Wang Teng was about to continue, a short figure appeared between the two of them.

"Two geniuses, this is the Holy City. We cannot damage the Holy City. Please stop here." The short old man looked at Zhang Shuo and Wang Teng and spoke slowly and softly.

"Stop right now! You want me to stop right now! My brother died at his hands, how can you ask me to stop?"

Wang Teng's pair of divine eyes flashed with divine light as he stared at the short old man and questioned him.

"I don't care about the grudges between you two, but this is the Holy City. If you take action, it will affect the safety of the Holy City. This is not acceptable!"

The short old man looked directly into Wang Teng's eyes and spoke word by word.

There was no aura emanating from the short old man, but there was an inexplicable majesty that severely suppressed Wang Teng's momentum.

Wang Teng felt the old man's extraordinaryness and frowned, but he still retracted his momentum and said, "Since the senior said so, I will give you a face, but Yan Changsheng killed my brother, so he must give an explanation to my Wang family."

"Hey!"

Zhang Shuo laughed and ignored him, returned to the ground, and called Ye Fan and the people from Qinglian Stone Workshop back to the stone workshop.

"You! Yan Changsheng!!!"

Wang Teng was furious and wanted to attack again, but he was quickly locked by the old man's aura. Under the lock of the old man's aura, he could only suppress his anger and said:

"Senior, do you think Yan Changsheng wants to stop? Are you going to let him do this?"

The short old man smiled and said, "The grudges between you have nothing to do with me. As long as you don't destroy the holy city, the rest is up to you."

After saying this, the old man disappeared into the void.

Wang Teng was so angry that his clenched fists made a crackling sound. He understood that the other party was simply favoring Yan Changsheng.

But in the face of absolute strength, even if he knew it, he had no way to deal with it. He could only swallow the bitter fruit silently and leave Qinglian Stone Workshop with the Wang family.

"Brother Shuo, is it really okay for us to come back like this? Will the guardian of the holy city have any objections to us?"

Pang Bo, who followed Zhang Shuo back to Qinglian Stone Workshop, asked with some concern.

"Pangbo, don't worry. Didn't you see that Brother Shuo looked calm? There must be nothing wrong."

Ye Fan on the side looked at Pangbo with a worried expression and comforted him.

"Don't worry, the guardian of the holy city is not from their side." Zhang Shuo explained briefly.

"If they are not from their side, could they be from our side?" Pang Bo asked doubtfully. He had no idea what the relationship was between the Qinglian lineage and the guardians of the holy city.

"Idiot, what Brother Shuo means is that the guardians of the Holy City are on the side with stronger strength. Our Qinglian lineage is an extremely powerful force, a top force with extremely powerful imperial soldiers, which is different from the Wang family."

Li Xiaoman rolled her eyes and explained.

"Oh! So that's how it is. No wonder. I didn't expect that we would become the one that uses power to oppress others." Pang Bo said with some emotion.

"In the fantasy world, strength is power, and only the party with strength has the right." Zhang Shuo said this and did not explain any more.

Zhang Shuo was still very satisfied with the attitude of the Holy City Guardian just now.

"Supporting the demon race and improving their status is for this moment, what is power for? Isn't it used to suppress others?
Isn't this what I did to reduce trouble? The Wang family is still trying to block the door. I'll let you suffer the consequences first.

Think about the original novel, Ye Fan is like a dog every day, being chased around and getting angry. Now that I have come to Zhatian, if I don't suppress these guys, wouldn't it be a waste of my journey through time and space?"

Although Zhang Shuo did not kill Wang Teng this time, it was more satisfying than killing Wang Teng. It was a wonderful thing to let the other party taste the power of oppression.

(End of this chapter)