"Having just arrived, you first subdued Cheng Lin, then defeated Zuo Xiao. Now, even the Ancient Heavenly King has been killed by you. I have to admit, accomplishing such feats in less than a month on the battlefield—it would not be an exaggeration to call it a miracle. But unfortunately, everything you possess now will vanish into ashes in the blink of an eye. The Ancient Heavenly King's battle merits are mine, and today, you will die here as well," Murong Feng sneered.
"Murong Feng, you people are too shameless! You waited until we finished fighting the outsiders before launching a sneak attack. Do you have no shame at all?" Zuo Xiao roared.
Murong Feng said coldly, "Shame? Zuo Xiao, you have lived on this Half-Body Battlefield for so long—can righteousness be eaten like food? You understand that better than I do. Of all things to learn, you chose to learn that kind of righteousness used to fool children. Hahaha, that stuff is utterly useless on this battlefield!"
Yang Chen remained as calm as ever.
He keenly caught several crucial details.
Murong Feng truly had come for him deliberately. This was not a case of the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole waited behind—it was that Murong Feng had long intended to come looking for trouble with him.
Then what was the reason?
Before the battle began, Yang Chen wanted to get to the bottom of it. "Murong Feng, it seems there is no grudge between us. Why exactly are you looking for trouble with me? You should explain it. Even if there is some enmity between us, it is better to make it clear than leave it unclear."
"Hehe, Yang Chen, I know what you want to ask. I can only tell you that someone in our Taiyi