Chapter 211: Chapter 186: The Strong Remain Strong

A phoenix bathed in flames soared high in the sky.

The golden-winged roc wielding a trident spear charged up again and again, only to be struck down from the clouds repeatedly. This figure, revered as a Celestial God by the entire Northern Desert Grassland, now seemed as laughable as a chick.

On the ground, the massive giant was also fighting. More and more white bones proliferated within the giant’s body, which were then extracted and transformed into flying darts or spears. These massive weapons, wrapped in overwhelming evil qi, flew into the sky, tearing anything in their path to shreds with their frenzied evil qi.

Yet, in front of the fire-glowing Overlord Halberd, these fierce bone weapons appeared so fragile.

The halberd swept horizontally, and those enormous weapons were crushed into flying ashes. The halberd struck down, and the giant was hammered into the ground. Just two strikes, and the once-invincible giant was already bleeding all over, covered in wounds.

"That’s it? Is this all you’ve got?"

The phoenix high in the sky couldn’t help but shake its head repeatedly.

Meanwhile, on the ground, Chen Yu was in a daze for who knows how long.

Although he did not appear here as the emperor, but as a son avenging his father, no matter what, dressed in a dragon robe, he was the supreme Emperor, the ruler of the world, the supreme sovereign.

However, in this grand battle, he found himself without any place.

Ruler of the world? Forget it. With the prairie khan transformed into a golden-winged roc, he was no true ruler. As for the supreme sovereign, could he, a later emperor, be more deserving of the title than the Grand Ancestor Emperor who founded the Da Chen dynasty?

As for being supreme...

So small and insignificant, could he really be called supreme?

Compared to the enormous giant not far away, he was like a rabbit, like a mouse. But even that towering giant could only stand on the ground, watching the golden-winged roc spiraling in the air—while on top of that roc, a humanoid phoenix spread its wings, as if it were being worshiped by the whole world.

"Is this... strength?"

The young Chen Yu suddenly realized how ignorant and foolish he had been all along.

He wasn’t weak either; he had practiced martial arts and possessed formidable swordsmanship, with sword qi capable of splitting mountains and rocks. Such skills, coupled with his long-hidden evil qi, and even the invulnerable body inherited from the gigantic giant, his true strength had long surpassed his father’s.

Forget about fighting hundreds; even against thousands, Chen Yu was more than enough.

But it still held no meaning.

In the presence of true strength, such power only granted him the privilege to observe.

"Boom——"

A powerful wave of evil qi crashed down from the sky, the aftermath of the monsters’ battle. If ordinary people were to come here, not to mention witnessing it, even a single phoenix feather falling on them would be fatal—it was only someone like Chen Yu with exceptional skills who could protect himself in such a battle and even look around.

Yet, that glance made Chen Yu’s heart sink once again.

Those were the hidden masters within Jiankang City’s various families. According to Chen Yu’s plan, these experts wielding the protective Divine Soldiers would assist him in attacking the colossal giant and avenging his father’s murder. But now...

"Get out!"

Chen Yu roared at once.

"All of you, get out!"

"Your Majesty?"

The crowd of experts was still trying to approach. They were unclear about what was happening—but they came because the fight at the royal tomb was too colossal to ignore.

This was, after all, beneath the capital, their territory. Why not take a look?

However, they shouldn’t have looked up at all.

Indeed, they saw the initiators of all this from afar—the bloody, massive giant, the golden-winged roc in the air, especially the radiant, humanoid phoenix high in the sky. Just feeling the overwhelming evil qi, they knew these were peerless experts that they couldn’t even imagine.

But just as they spotted these powerful beings, those in the sky noticed them too.

"Is this your trump card? To use against me?"

The phoenix in the air merely waved the halberd, and a trench was ploughed on the earth below.

And those fourteen top experts from various families were turned to ashes, along with their weapons, as if they never existed.

On the ground, witnessing it all, Chen Yu’s mind completely stalled.

Perhaps, this is power.

Perhaps they were indeed strong, truly powerful, be it the golden-winged roc, the bloodied giant, the fourteen experts wielding the protective Divine Soldiers, or himself. When holding power, they indeed were formidable, wielding the right to life and death, trampling over everything in the world at will.

Yet now, an even stronger monster trampled over them.

Perhaps this is the cycle of retribution, their fate. Once they set foot on this path in pursuit of power, there will inevitably be a day when they become someone else’s stepping stone. These so-called strong individuals, when faced with even stronger monsters, are no different from those they killed—equally weak and powerless, equally desperate.

Just like now.

With just a single fire feather landing on him, half of Chen Yu’s body turned into ashes.

"Ah, ah ah ah..."

With only half of his body left, Chen Yu lay on the ground, looking up at the phoenix high in the sky, watching that ultimate monster.

His hard training, his perseverance, his vengeance, his ideals, even everything about him, appeared so insignificant, so laughable in front of that supreme monster.

In order to exact revenge, he treated the entire Da Chen as tools and playthings. Yet now, to that supreme monster, he, the revered Emperor, wasn’t even considered a toy.

Is there truly nothing that can restrain this monster?

"I am not reconciled..."

Another fire feather drifted onto him, and this Emperor of Da Chen, who had endured his entire life, finally closed his eyes.

Yet his unwillingness, his hatred, his attachment to life, and his extreme thoughts ultimately transformed into a pure evil qi, falling back onto the phoenix in midair.

"So much hatred! I hate it so much!"

Even though his body had been burned to ashes, the lingering hatred continued to seethe, wanting to kill, wanting to massacre, wanting the world to suffer the same pain it felt!

But, being merely a wisp of evil qi, how could it accomplish these?

"Come! Come here quickly!"

Just as it felt somewhat lost, more evil qi began to flow past it.

Uncertain of what to do, it simply drifted along with the other evil qi, and during this process, as more and more evil qi flowed past it, it became clearer the direction this evil qi intended to take, or rather, its target for slaughter.

A golden-winged roc flapping its wings, that was what they hated. How could an ordinary person dare claim to be a Celestial God, even daring to ascend to the heavens? Led by such killing intent and domineering will, they naturally wanted to kill it, to doom it to eternal damnation and make it endure the same pain they felt.

"Yes! This is the Grassland Khan! He deserves to die!"

Though now only a wisp of evil qi without its body, it still remembered something. This Grassland Khan was once its enemy. How could it let him live?

But their enemies weren’t limited to just one; there was another giant that they also wanted dead. That enormous giant was known as the Grand Ancestor Emperor, and just this title was enough to provoke their hatred. Coupled with his massive frame... how could he possibly be allowed to live!

"Yes! This is my enemy! He must die too!"

If what it felt earlier was a vague hatred, then now, facing that enormous giant, it was showing a hatred etched deep into its bones. Even though its body was destroyed, that desire for vengeance for its father was so deeply ingrained. It couldn’t rest in peace without killing this monstrous giant, without making this creature experience infinite pain.

But to its surprise, the killing intent and domineering will did not lead them towards the golden-winged roc nor towards that colossal giant.

Instead, they delved deeper, towards somewhere even more profound.

In that pitch-black place, it even heard the sound of flowing blood and a heavy heartbeat.

"Where is this? Where are we going?"

In this pitch-darkness, it was quite puzzled for a time. With such formidable enemies before them, they weren’t heading towards slaughter; who were they going to kill? Whose blood would satiate that boundless hatred and resentment?

But soon, it saw light.

At that moment, it seemed to regain its form again, a tattered dragon robe draped over its body, a battle sword placed in its hand. Around it, more evil qi had already manifested forms, donned armor, wielding weapons, and charged into the distance.

"Kill!"

They shouted.

"Kill!"

Kill? Kill who?

Forcibly propelled by the other evil qi, it rushed forward too, though it carried a degree of confusion. It was unclear about the specific target of this massacre.

But soon, it saw the light.

Blazing fire swept across everything around, and those evil qi that had just gathered into forms were engulfed by the flames, turned into ashes in an instant.

And under the reflection of the firelight, it finally saw that somewhat familiar big face.

If it remembered correctly...

Was it Du Chengfeng?