Chapter 1177: Prevailing Over a Great Sage
Nobody there could stop Xiang Youjing, and they could only watch on as the attack reached Xiang Shaoyun. Xiang Youjing had thought that his attack would be enough to kill Xiang Shaoyun. But when his staff struck Xiang Shaoyun, he found he had hit nothing.
Meanwhile, Xiang Shaoyun moved to the side. With a calm tone, he said, “Looks like you really have no respect for this Overlord. In that case, this Overlord shall teach you a lesson.”
After saying that, Xiang Shaoyun used his palm as a saber and hacked at Xiang Youjing. The palm tore through space itself and instantly reached Xiang Youjing’s shoulder. Xiang Youjing couldn’t even avoid the attack and was struck on his shoulder. The saintly aura around his body cracked, and he was sent stumbling backward.
Xiang Shaoyun chased after him like a specter and launched another attack with his bare hands.
Nine Overlord Skyslaying Saber Technique!
He fully displayed the might of the technique and pushed his saber intent to the maximum, allowing him to steer the saber attack like it was an extension of his body. He repeatedly attacked, forcing Xiang Youjing to dodge in all directions hastily without being able to strike back.
Xiang Youjing felt incomparably sullen. As a Great Saint, he was actually suppressed to such an extent. He roared in an unreconciled manner, “I don’t care what you did to take on the appearance of the ancestor, but you will show your real face before me!”
As he roared, he gathered all his energy into his staff. Terrifying lightning explosions erupted around him as he gathered a dreadful amount of lightning energy that caused even the city to shake.
“No, first elder! You will ruin the city as well!” Xiang Chenge shouted.
“Join hands and put a seal around this place! We can’t allow this energy to ruin the city!” said someone.
The speaker was someone with an immeasurably deep strength and was no weaker than Xiang Youjing. With a wave of his hand, strands of spatial energy appeared and sealed their surroundings, ensuring that the battle’s backlash would not spread anywhere else. The other Heaven Battling Realm experts also did not dare to wait around. They all worked alongside the speaker to seal the area.
Facing Xiang Youjing’s astonishing strength, Xiang Shaoyun showed no fear. Rather, a look of yearning appeared on his face as he said, “Playing with lightning before me? What a joke.”
He faced the domineering lightning attack head on. The blood-soaked robe around him granted him full immunity to the lightning. A powerful suction force appeared from within his body as he absorbed all the lightning energy. He was completely unharmed, as though he was the god of lightning who no lightning could harm. Xiang Youjing was completely stunned.
“This is not possible! I refuse to believe you’re really that strong!” shouted Xiang Youjing in disbelief as he charged forward to fight in melee range.
Just Staff’s Punishment!
The staff split into two and attacked Xiang Shaoyun from above and below, both attacks reaching Xiang Shaoyun at the exact same time. Even a mountain would be turned into fine powder if hit by this staff, and even a Saint would not survive it.
Xiang Shaoyun’s gaze turned sharp as the Overlord Skyslaying Saber in his hand spun around and blocked both attacks. He then launched a counterattack. He moved just enough to avoid the staff and then stepped forward and hacked out with his palm yet again. This time, he aimed for the bridge of Xiang Youjing’s nose.
Once again, Xiang Youjing failed to move away in time and had his nose deformed by the attack. He was sent flying far away, some of his teeth flying out of his mouth.
Xiang Shaoyun used the Overlord’s Nine Nether Steps and dashed forth. He stomped on Xiang Youjing’s body, smashing him into the ground and creating a cloud of dust.
“You dare question this Overlord? You must be tired of living,” said Xiang Shaoyun as he coldly overlooked Xiang Youjing from above.
The people around them didn’t even know how to react. Xiang Youjing was their first elder, so they should be helping him. But Xiang Shaoyun seemed to be their ancestor. That unrivaled overbearingness of his was something nobody could imitate and was very convincing. And thus, they could only stare blankly.
Xiang Chenge, Xiang Qianren, and Xiang Fengchen swallowed. Xiang Shaoyun was someone they had forcefully brought back. After witnessing this strength of his, they felt a chill creep up their spines.
Xiang Youjing crawled out of the hole, looked at Xiang Shaoyun unyieldingly, and said, “Y-you’re not Xiang Dingtian! You’re definitely not him!”
His eyes were filled with unwillingness and a trace of killing intent, as though he would only be satisfied with Xiang Shaoyun’s death.
When Xiang Shaoyun sensed Xiang Youjing’s killing intent, he frowned. A familiar face flashed through his mind, and he asked, “You’re Xiang Feidong’s son, right?”
“H-how do you know that?” asked Xiang Youjing, his pupils contracting.
Even he was now starting to believe that Xiang Shaoyun was Xiang Dingtian.
“If you weren’t Xiang Feidong’s son, why would you hate me so much?” said Xiang Shaoyun with a sigh. “It’s understandable that you hate me. Your father is a real man with a pair of shoulders wide enough to bear the sky. He is worthy of being a Xiang Clan member and a Xiang Army member.”
“But you sent him to his death. You’re a devil!” roared Xiang Youjing with his teeth gnashed in anger.
During the massive war 10,000 years ago, Xiang Feidong was a fierce soldier in the Xiang Army, and he was also a deputy commander whom Xiang Dingtian had high opinions of. However, during the chaotic war, every single Xiang Army member had a likelihood of dying.
At that time, Xiang Dingtian was personally battling eight powerful God Realm experts and could no longer spare any attention to the Xiang Army. To ensure the army’s survival, volunteers were required to block the enemies while the rest of the army retreated in batches.
The five fiercest generals under Xiang Dingtian had battled to the death one after another, and someone had to step out and take some of the pressure off the army. That someone was Xiang Feidong. He was a peak Saint at the time. In terms of strength and status, he was the most suitable candidate for the task. Thus, he watched the rear as the army retreated, blocking a majority of their enemies by himself. He allowed a portion of the Xiang Army to survive. Alas, he was killed in the battle.
Xiang Youjing did not know the full story. At the time, he was still very young. He had only heard that Xiang Dingtian was the one who had ordered his father to march to his death. Because of that, he held deep hostility toward Xiang Dingtian. Even now, he still constantly suppressed all descendants from Xiang Dingtian’s branch, not giving them a chance to rise again.