"Ah! My head, my head!"
Zhan Tianyan plummeted into the abyss, yet he did not die. He roared as he searched for his head, the loss of half his head causing a brief period of mental confusion.
Then, the laws of the Great Dao emerged from the broken half of the head, intertwining together to reassemble the complete head.
However, Ling Xiao did not give him that chance. He rushed forward without mercy, his footsteps stomping violently on the void. Each step was marked by symbols of the Great Dao, carrying unparalleled power.
The shock Zhan Tianyan to scream in pain, his physical body to crack, and even the time it took for his head to condense became slower.
Click!
Ling Xiao followed up with a sudden attack, grabbing Zhan Tianyan's body and unleashing powerful magic that surged into his body, destroying his foundation and refining his essence.
"Ling Xiao! I am the descendant of the Ancestor of War, you cannot kill me!"
Immediately, Zhan Tianyan out a terrified scream, his eyes revealing fear for the first time ever, as he roared wildly. He was truly starting to panic.
This is the first time in my life I've encountered something like this.
"Useless trash! You dare to call your special physique a fig leaf?"
Ling Xiao sneered, his eyes full of mockery. At least his special physique was his own ability, which was better than just calling someone "father."
The powerful onlookers were stunned. The battle was earth-shattering, as dazzling as a shooting star; everything happened too fast.
The descendant of the Ancestor of War is now being trampled underfoot by a mere youth from the mortal realm, and is practically begging for mercy.
"Zhan Tianyan been defeated! His head was smashed open; he suffered a complete and utter defeat."
"This is incredible! This guy is even a minor realm lower than Zhan Tianyan, yet he can still defeat someone of a higher realm. I bet even Zhan Tianyan never imagined that one day he would become the stepping stone for someone of a higher realm to be easily defeated."
"It's ironic that these so-called heirs of war lack the tempering of battle."
Everyone found it incredible; it was different from what they had imagined.
"What a piece of trash! Zhan Tianyan, that piece of trash, made such a grand entrance with an eight-bearer sedan chair, making me think he was incredibly powerful, but he couldn't even beat Ling Xiao. I'm so disappointed!"
Uncle Boya was so excited that he started cursing and was almost driven mad with anger. He found it hard to believe; the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Did Zhan Tianyan manner live up to his performance?
Cannot!
However, there was someone even more desperate than Uncle Boya, and that was Jin Ruyi, Zhan Tianyan's devoted fan.
Watching Zhan Tianyan being trampled under Ling Xiao's feet, her heart was bleeding, and she felt like she was about to faint.
It's even more painful than seeing the man you love on top of another woman.
"Impossible! How could this happen? Zhan Tianyan cannot be defeated!"
Jin Ruyi muttered to herself, her mind incoherent, trying to forget everything before her, but she couldn't; her mind was filled with images.
How she wished that it was Ling Xiao who was being trampled underfoot; this was a scene she had once fantasized about.
Unfortunately, it was all just a fantasy. Reality slapped her hard, driving her almost insane.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's magical power had completely invaded Zhan Tianyan's body, and he began to refine it by circulating the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos.
"Zhan Tianyan, you were confident in your invincible lineage, but you still lost to me. Tell me, was it the lineage that was inadequate, or were you yourself incapable?"
"I think it's because you're incompetent. Even the most powerful inheritance can't be fully utilized in the hands of a useless person. Therefore, I've decided to seize your inheritance, make it my own, and unleash its full potential."
Ling Xiao laughed loudly, looking exactly like a major villain, exuding an evil aura and full of demonic power.
Zhan Tianyan. However, this guy has not fully utilized this skill, which is a waste of its potential. Ling Xiao decided to refine it and use it for his own purposes.
"Ling Xiao! You can't do this! If you dare kill me, the Ancestor of War will never let you go!" Zhan Tianyan roared, feeling the bone-chilling cold emanating from Ling Xiao, his will to survive surged.
"Heh, I've offended far too many people. Who does the Ancestor of War?" Ling Xiao laughed disdainfully, ignoring Zhan Tianyan's warning, and began to refine the power with his divine strength.
Just then, a powerful force suddenly erupted from Zhan Tianyan's dantian, and an ancient will slowly unfolded, enveloping all of space and time.
The void shifted and surged like a tide, forming a vast scroll that slowly unfolded.
In a daze, a vast world appeared in the sky, with countless planes hidden within it, like countless stars.
At the center of all the planes of Ganges, there is an ancient sacred mountain that gathers all the beauty, wonder, and wonder of the world, beyond description.
The camera zooms in, and atop that sacred mountain stands an ancient Dao Palace. It is not large, and even rusty, but it exudes an indescribable Daoist charm.
Simple, ordinary, natural, ancient, and leisurely, it is quite different from the magnificent palaces of those sacred mountains and holy lands. It lacks a grand atmosphere and an inviolable majesty. Everything seems so ordinary, like a secluded place for cultivators in the mortal world.
However, this seemingly ordinary Dao Palace is located at the center of the universe, suspended high above all planes.
At this moment, the scene inside the Dao Palace gradually became clearer, and it could be seen that a person was sitting inside.
This was a middle-aged man with a respectable appearance, but a scar on his face. He wore tattered armor, looking like an old general who had fought many battles.
At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he were meditating or resting.
Upon seeing this, everyone felt a sense of suffocation; the pressure came from this middle-aged man.
"This... this is the War God Palace, and this middle-aged man is the Ancestor of War?"
Almost everyone who saw the middle-aged man looked puzzled, unable to figure out his identity and finding it hard to believe.
"This Ancestor of War looks... so... unassuming, there's not a trace of magical power emanating from him, he gives off a feeling of returning to simplicity."
One of the strong individuals hesitated for a moment, then spoke with high emotional intelligence, not daring to say anything rash.
"Indeed, but one should not judge a book by its cover."
"The Ancestor of War, the master of all wars, seems to be someone who fights all year round, but he's a bit different from what I imagined."
The crowd discussed the matter, puzzled, but dared not utter a word of nonsense.
At that moment, as the man in the picture appeared, Zhan Tianyan excitedly shouted "Ancestor!" and saw a glimmer of hope for life.
In an instant, the middle-aged man sitting there suddenly opened his eyes and looked over sharply. His gaze seemed to span millennia, as if it had pierced through from an unknown and distant land. In his eyes, every detail was clearly visible, and he saw through the Mythic Battlefield.
In that one glance, everyone felt as if a sun had fallen into their eyes, blindingly bright, and they were immediately stunned.
The middle-aged man's gaze was fixed on Ling Xiao. Having learned everything that had happened, he slowly spoke:
"Junior, I am the Ancestor of War. Releasing Zhan Tianyan gives him a chance, and also gives myself a chance."