591 Open The Heavens, Split The Earth (1/2)
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Fang Zhengzhi was struck with grief. Although he didn't die, that didn't mean that he wanted others to know that he was alive, especially when King Xieluo was still alive.
In fact, when he noticed Yan Xiu rushing over, he had already figured out Yan Xiu's intentions, but he couldn't possibly let Yan Xiu sacrifice himself just to save him. And in that moment, stopping Yan Xiu was virtually impossible.
Hence, the only solution was to strike at the same time as Yan Xiu. This way, they would still sustain grievous injuries after being thrown into the air, but it would still be better than dying.
The result was clear - they survived. Then, the next step would be to play dead, right?
That was what Fang Zhengzhi thought, but he never imagined that Yan Xiu would suddenly stand up after seeing Yan Qianli crash to the ground, yet that wasn't even the worst part …
Why is Shan Yu standing up?
Fang Zhengzhi was still utterly speechless. He couldn't possibly continue his perfect plan to fake his death, he couldn't even stay in Shan Yu's arms any longer because he could already sense King Xieluo's overpowering might.
Without any hesitation, Fang Zhengzhi opened his eyes, glancing at the rising and falling chest in front of him. It was so gentle, so soft, and so warm.
Alright, that's not the point.
The point was that Fang Zhengzhi no longer had any time to relax. With a single somersault, he grabbed Shan Yu forcefully and pinned her down onto the ground.
”Bang!”
The thunderous collision sounded from behind. The sturdy palace walls could not withstand the force of King Xieluo's gargantuan body, and instantly crumbled to the ground. And Fang Zhengzhi was hugging onto Shan Yu in desperation, rolling forward continuously.
However, the enormous rocks rained down on his back mercilessly, and in the blink of an eye, both he and Shan Yu were completely buried under a pile of gravel and dust.
”Cough cough, you're killing me!” Fang Zhengzhi spat out a few mouthfuls of mud without any time to care about the debris pinning him down or the pain in his back. He knew that King Xieluo's second attack could come very soon.
One of his hands reached out around Shan Yu's thin waist while his other hand slammed forcefully onto the ground, charging out of the rubble with Shan Yu.
”So you didn't die!” Shan Yu didn't seem to have heard Fang Zhengzhi's words, staring at him as he broke free from the piles of debris with her, her face beaming with joy.
”Boom!”
A hoof covered in black hair stomped onto where Fang Zhengzhi and Shan Yu were originally at, crushing all the broken rocks in powder, kicking up dust all around it.
Fang Zhengzhi landed not far away from where the giant hoof stomped down. Being already injured, Shan Yu's face turned paler than before.
”Wait, I still have one last thing to say!” Fang Zhengzhi ignored Shan Yu and placed her down as he yelled at King Xieluo who was preparing to stomp his hoof down a second time.
”Hm? What other last words do you have?” King Xieluo stopped his hoof in midair as he glared at Fang Zhengzhi and Shan Yu.
”I want to say that, you are a dumb- .... ass!” After noticing that King Xieluo stopped his advance, Fang Zhengzhi immediately raised his hand and flicked out his middle finger towards King Xieluo, then fired a kick at Shan Yu's butt.
Without any time to react, Shan Yu was sent flying, slamming face-down onto the ground in the next instant.
The Mountain Breaking Army, the Northern Barbarians and Yan Yunqi were completely astonished by this sight.
”This scoundrel actually called the Demon King a dumb- …. ass?”
”Seemed to be the case!”
”But why did he kick the King of the Southern Region?”
Everyone stared at the stationary Fang Zhengzhi in bewilderment. And Fang Zhengzhi simply scanned the surrounding troops without any remorse.
Audacious? Why would he reserve his comments since King Xieluo was about to kill him?
If there was enough time, he would have gladly sent his pleasantries to every generation of King Xieluo's ancestors. But at this range, another escape wouldn't be too possible. He could only distance himself from Shan Yu as much as possible.
King Xieluo gazed at Fang Zhengzhi and then glanced over at Shan Yu sprawled on the ground. After a short moment of daze, he finally reacted, his dark green eyes flickering with a sinister glow.
”Roar!” A furious roar thundered through the Flame Capital.
Having just prepared to squash Fang Zhengzhi to death in one stomp, a figure cloaked in crimson light blocked him from behind, taking aim at King Xieluo with his hellishly sinister bloodlust.
”Little Demon King, I shall be your opponent!” Yan Qianli's mouth was stained with a little touch of blood, but he glared menacingly at King Xieluo.
”Grandfather, are you hurt?” Yan Xiu was evidently worried after noticing the bloodstains on Yan Qianli's lips. His body was now illuminated by rays of swirling blood-red light.
”Relax, his injuries are worse than mine.” Yan Qianli pointed at King Xieluo in front of him then looked back at Fang Zhengzhi. ”Little brat, why couldn't you just play dead? Did you really have to stand up?”
”Did you think I wanted to stand up?!” Fang Zhengzhi yelled indignantly.
”Yan Xiu, protect Princess Ping Yang and the King of the Southern Region!” ordered Yan Qianli after cutting his conversation with Fang Zhengzhi short.
”Yes!” Yan Xiu nodded with haste.
Although he was still worried for Yan Qianli, he knew all too well that after all these years, Yan Qianli's decisions never needed anyone else's inputs.
King Xieluo's eyes averted Yan Qianli, instead glaring at Fang Zhengzhi standing behind Yan Qianli. Concentrated gases pumped out continuously from his nostrils.
”Yan Qianli, it must have been hard for you to attain the Sagely State. If you move aside now, I'll spare your life. After I kill this brat, I'll leave at once and I'll never go back on my word. But if you choose to remain like this, I'll demolish the entire Flame Capital City!”
”Haha, how dare an insignificant Demon King like you bargain with me? Do you have the right to do so?” Yan Qianli was completely unmoved, brimming with arrogance.
”Yan Qianli, you're courting death!” King Xieluo did not say anything else after noticing Yan Qianli's expression, stomping his hoof down mercilessly.
”Boom!”
Another palace wall came crumbling down.
Fang Zhengzhi naturally avoided imminent destruction swiftly while Yan Qianli took a few casual steps backwards. But after taking a few steps back, he charged forward again, conjuring a blood-red spear in his hand.
A sinister bloodlust surged around the spear. However, King Xieluo had no intentions of allowing Yan Qianli near him. His body burst with a golden radiance like a flash of lightning.
”Boom!”