Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 333 - 331: My True Surname Is Cang

"That one seems to be a Daqian man."

"Who is he?"

"He doesn't look like he's here to stop that barbarian."

The crowd all noticed the middle-aged man in green, their expressions shifting uncertainly, perplexed.

The barbarian powerhouse who was running suddenly came to a halt!

Zheng Xuan also stopped, directly ignoring the barbarian and staring across the void at the green-robed man.

"Who are you?"

As the words fell, the green-robed man smiled without answering, but simply raised his hand, flicking a finger skyward!

Pfft!

The great sun seemed struck by thunder, instantly shattering!

Tens of thousands of fathoms of profound light burst forth like a storm, piercing through space, slamming into the earth, riddling it with endless wounds!

Mountain ranges and giant peaks alike were reduced to ashes by the aftershock!

The weaker martial artists didn't even have time to flee before they were eradicated!

Pfft!

Zheng Xuan's entire body trembled, blood spurting from his mouth.

The aura about him visibly waned at a pace seen by the naked eye!

"The rules enveloping the Northern Territory have been broken." Gu Jun's voice quivered. In that instant, he suddenly felt that Zheng Xuan's promises could no longer be relied upon!

Xu Yang's expression shifted again and again!

Though he wished Zheng Xuan would die, he did not want to see him fall at this very moment!

Even a fool could see now: though this green-robed man was from Daqian, he was the enemy of Daqian!

With a single finger, he had broken the rules forged by the Celestial Profound Sunset Battle Chess, that supreme artifact!

He had even left Zheng Xuan grievously wounded!

"Who the hell is he?"

"Damn it, first Song Yuanhao—now another one. Are these people mad?"

"The barbarian race are our enemies, so why help them?"

Furious shouting filled the air, ceaseless!

Xu Yang, like everyone else, was curious about this man's identity.

"Could he be the powerhouse behind Song Yuanhao?"

"Master, just how strong is this man?"

"Can't tell, he's too far!"

"But to so easily shatter the rules woven by the Celestial Profound Sunset Battle Chess—for this, whether relying on his own might or an artifact, he must be at the level of a top True Lord!"

Xu Yang instantly fell silent.

Within the barbarian's eyes flashed horror, but then immense joy as he gazed at the green-robed man: "You, could you be—"

The green-robed man said nothing, waving his hand carelessly.

The barbarian rushed behind him at once, yet he did not leave, turning to glare daggers at Zheng Xuan, hatred searing in his eyes!

"Zheng Xuan, your end has come!"

"Your Daqian—surely you're not here alone?"

Truth be told, the barbarian strongman still didn't believe it could be just Zheng Xuan alone.

Were the other powers mere decoration?

This doubt lingered in many hearts, Xu Yang's included!

"Who on earth are you?"

Zheng Xuan slowly wiped the blood from his lips, eyes keen as blades.

The green-robed man smiled faintly: "The Emperor sent you alone—to your death!"

"Though you slew five barbarian True Lords, was it worth it?"

"As a prince of a different surname, why serve him so doggedly?"

Zheng Xuan shook his head slightly, "You wouldn't understand!"

A mocking smile played across his lips.

The green-robed man could not help but laugh at the sky.

At that moment, several figures approached from behind.

Leading them was Song Yuanhao, and behind him, three martial artists—old and young—all True Lords!

The lone surviving barbarian's eyes twitched, filled with awe and dread at the scene!

He'd never dreamed that Song Yuanhao and his companions possessed such terrifying power!

Four True Lords right before his eyes!

And the green-robed man's strength was truly unfathomable!

"Father!"

Song Yuanhao drew near, bowing with utmost respect to the green-robed man.

The green-robed man acted as if he did not hear, casting Zheng Xuan a faint smile: "Heh."

"My name is Song Tianchou!"

"I was born with the surname Cang!"

Zheng Xuan's pupils narrowed violently.

"Cang... You, are you—back then—"

"Correct. The King Dongyue was my father!"

Song Tianchou nodded faintly, his voice turning icy: "Zheng Xuan, I give you one last chance—submit to me, and I'll spare your life!"

"Submit to you?"

"Hahahahaha."

Zheng Xuan roared with laughter to the sky: "You lack the name, the mandate; what right do you have? A dog with no home—how dare you demand my allegiance?"

The frenzied laughter halted abruptly!

Zheng Xuan's face was beet red, as if invoking a forbidden secret technique—his fading aura rocketed up, eclipsing even that from when he commanded the Celestial Profound Setting Sun!

Whoosh!

The endless firmament shuddered as if struck by lightning, cracks spiderwebbing in all directions.

The whole sky seemed on the verge of collapse, teetering on destruction!

Boom!

Zheng Xuan moved.

A palm crashed down to cover the heavens and blot out the sun, wind and cloud upheavaling!

The green-robed man's brow furrowed slightly, his face grew solemn, and he rose lightly into the air.

Boom!

Bang!

Two blurred figures collided headlong.

Again the Northern Territory reeled as if thunderstruck, the earth quaking, splitting with countless vast fissures—as if a great earth-dragon rolled over, toppling all things!

Mighty city after city collapsed and disintegrated beneath these world-shaking waves!

"Song Tianchou, you are lacking!"

Zheng Xuan roared, blood spilling from his lips, unleashing a world-shattering punch!

Fist intent soared into the heavens, cleaving the void, exposing a bottomless black barrier!

Behind them, the space was blasted open with a rift sprawling thousands of fathoms, fist-light shining like a ladder of void reaching the heavens!

Song Tianchou grunted heavily, retreating in disarray!

Xu Yang's face brightened with delight—he had never expected Zheng Xuan still harbored such a trump card.

"Xu Yang, Song Yuanhao and his father are no simple people!" Liou Yunfeng suddenly lowered his voice.

Xu Yang glanced sideways—Liou Yunfeng's expression was pure terror.

"The surname Cang is little-known; it belongs to Daqian's royal clan!"

"King Dongyue was the brother of the current Emperor—it's said he vanished after failing to seize the throne years ago!"

"..."

Hearing this, Xu Yang's eyes went round with shock!

The royal clan? 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Song Tianchou is the son of a royal prince, Song Yuanhao his grandson—that means they are true royal blood!

Direct bloodline, no less!

Zheng Xuan—and his irregular surname—could never compare to that.

"Failed to seize the throne back then..."

Xu Yang's whole body shuddered; in this moment all doubts finally melted away.

Song Yuanhao and his father have returned for vengeance—and to reclaim the throne!

Hiss!

Utter madness.

Did the barbarian race know their true identities?

Xu Yang guessed they did not!

"Hahaha."

The echoing laughter shook heaven and earth; Xu Yang turned at once to look.

Song Tianchou laughed without end.

"Zheng Xuan, you are indeed formidable!"

"But—now that I've revealed my hand, you think I came unprepared?"

Song Tianchou's eyes went distant, as if lost in some unique realm.

"Daqian's foundation is the Qian King's Seal!"

"The first Qian King's Seal hailed from your King Beixuan's estate!"

"Northern Territory Qian King's Seal!"

"Leizhou Qianwang Seal!"

His voice thundered like rolling drums across the heavens.

Whoosh, whoosh!!

Two golden seals appeared from thin air, unleashing vast divine radiance, surging like a tidal ocean; the sacred glow lit the skies, blinding all who gazed upon it!

Whoosh!

Illuminated by that divine light, the two Qian King's Seals suspended themselves above Song Tianchou's head, as if crowning him!

Zheng Xuan's expression did not change, his tone frosty: "Only two? That's not enough!"

Whoosh!

He flicked his palm, unfurling a golden ancient scroll, inscribed with archaic characters that seemed to come alive, vivid as spiritual objects!

With its opening, it exuded a spirit and overbearing might greater even than the Qian King's Seals!

"With the Emperor's Sacred Scroll present—even as direct royal blood, you have no right!"

The radiant sacred scroll and ancient script hovered above all the world, shaking the nine heavens!

Its might harshly suppressed the two Qian King's Seals!

This sight left the barbarian race and Daqian's martial artists alike utterly dumbstruck!

Even the barbarians had not imagined things would escalate to such heights!

The Qian King's Seal, the Emperor's Sacred Scroll—each a near-mythical relic.

And today, all were unveiled before their eyes!

Song Tianchou was unfazed, smiling with amusement: "Then what if I add a third Qian King's Seal—and the divine blood of the barbarian race?"