Chapter 126: The Most Unjust Death in History

At that very moment, Zhang Bo immediately sensed a powerful aura rushing toward him.

He murmured to himself, “What an overwhelming presence. This aura does resemble that of the Jiang family, but not quite. The Jiang family cultivates the Eternal Flame Emperor Scripture—fierce and pure yang. This aura, however, carries an additional trace of madness and gloom.”

In that instant, Zhang Bo roughly guessed the newcomer’s objective.

To kill Chu Feng.

He was probably a powerhouse dispatched by the Jiang family.

Zhang Bo had been sealed within divine source for tens of thousands of years, so naturally he knew nothing of Jiang Ming. But whether he knew him or not was of little importance.

Previously, Zhang Bo had been alone. He might not have been able to kill Chu Feng by himself. Now that he sensed an aura no weaker than his own, the two of them could join forces against Chu Feng. There was no need to hide like assassins and wait for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

With that, Zhang Bo appeared before Jiang Ming, intending to form an alliance.

However, before he could say a word, Jiang Ming suddenly roared like a madman, “You are Chu Feng! Die!”

At once, a blazing sun appeared above Jiang Ming’s head. Divine radiance instantly enveloped him, making him resemble a demon god as he launched an attack at Zhang Bo.

Zhang Bo hurriedly dodged. “Wait! I’m not Chu Feng. I am—”

Jiang Ming did not listen at all. His attacks only grew more ferocious.

The Imperial Jiang Clan possessed three supreme inheritances of Immortal Emperors:

The Blazing Sun in the Sky.

The Golden Sunfire Flame.

The Eternal Flame Sword Scripture.

Jiang Ming was now using the Blazing Sun in the Sky.

Of the three, the Golden Sunfire Flame had the most demanding requirements. Apart from the original Jiang Family Emperor and the Second Patriarch, no one had ever succeeded in cultivating it.

The Eternal Flame Sword Scripture, on the other hand, had been developed into several divine arts and supreme techniques. Jiang Yan had cultivated part of it.

As the Jiang family’s former Holy Son and a once-in-a-hundred-thousand-years prodigy, Jiang Ming had cultivated not only the Blazing Sun in the Sky, but also the Eternal Flame Sword Scripture.

While suppressed within the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, he had often entertained himself by fighting his own hands—his left hand against his right.

In doing so, he had comprehended the art of using two minds at once.

Though it sounded simple, using two minds at once meant simultaneously employing two supreme divine arts of equal rank, just as Jiang Ming was doing now.

The Blazing Sun in the Sky and the Eternal Flame Sword Scripture were being unleashed together.

In some ways, it resembled Zhou Botong’s technique of fighting with both hands.

In truth, the two were worlds apart. Jiang Ming’s method was far more formidable—a difference as vast as that between an elephant and an ant.

Caught off guard, Zhang Bo was beaten into a wretched state.

Utterly speechless, Zhang Bo dodged while shouting, “I also came to kill Chu Feng! Have you mistaken me for someone else? Judging by your techniques, you must be that ancestor of the Jiang family, right? I am Zhang Bo, Ancestor of the Primordial Holy Land. Can you stop attacking so that we can sit down and discuss matters? We can join forces against Chu Feng!”

Jiang Ming snorted. “You think you can deceive me? With such strength, who else could you be but Chu Feng? My only purpose is to kill you! Hahaha!”

“Only after you die can I settle my karmic debt with the Jiang family. You want to fool me? Dream on!”

“Die!”

Zhang Bo was so frustrated he nearly exploded.

Was this Jiang family ancestor out of his mind?

He had already explained everything clearly. He was even using the Primordial Seal, the supreme divine art unique to the Primordial Holy Land. Could Jiang Ming truly not recognize it?

Zhang Bo was furious, but little did he know that he had guessed correctly.

Jiang Ming really was insane—and not merely a little insane. He had a serious problem.

He could not hear a word Zhang Bo said.

Both men were half-step Immortal Emperors, also known as Quasi-Emperors. Their destructive power was astonishing. The void above the Profound Dao Sect was blasted open into a black hole, as though it were about to swallow the entire sect.

Everyone in the Profound Dao Sect was terrified, their expressions changing dramatically.

How many times had this happened now?

It was simply too frightening.

The last time, the Jiang family had been annihilated. This time, two peerless experts were battling not far from the Profound Dao Sect.

Fortunately, they were fighting high in the sky tens of thousands of miles away from the sect. Otherwise, the aftermath alone would probably have destroyed the entire Profound Dao Sect.

The battle continued for three days and three nights.

For three days and three nights, everyone in the Profound Dao Sect lived in fear.

At last, after three days and three nights, the battle finally came to an end.

Though Zhang Bo had been sealed within divine source for tens of thousands of years and had accumulated power throughout that time, he had encountered Jiang Ming—a madman not only in mind, but also in combat.

Jiang Ming fought without fear of death. At times, in order to defeat Zhang Bo, he did not even bother defending against his attacks.

By now, Zhang Bo’s clothes were in disarray, his entire body drenched in blood, and his injuries extremely severe.

Jiang Ming was not in much better condition.

However, strictly speaking, most of his injuries were superficial and nonfatal.

“I’m done fighting! I’ve already told you that I am Zhang Bo of the Primordial Holy Land, not Chu Feng! Can you understand anything I’m saying? How could the mighty Imperial Jiang Clan send out a lunatic like you?”

At present, Zhang Bo had only one thought: escape.

He no longer wanted to fight this madman.

Jiang Ming, however, had no intention of letting Zhang Bo go so easily.

In his eyes, Zhang Bo was Chu Feng.

As long as he killed him, he could settle his karmic debt with the Jiang family.

Kill!

In an instant, Jiang Ming transformed into a streak of red light and pursued Zhang Bo. His speed even carried the flavor of Chu Feng’s immortal-grade divine art, the Flying Rainbow Technique.

The Flying Rainbow Technique itself had evolved from the supreme flying art of the Golden Crow lineage.

The Golden Crow lineage was the incarnation of the sun.

“You still want to run? How am I supposed to settle my karmic debt if you escape? Die!”

“The Blazing Sun in the Sky!”

Boom!

A thunderous explosion rang out. A fiery red beam shot forth and struck Zhang Bo viciously in the back.

Zhang Bo let out a tragic cry and fell from the sky like a rag doll, smashing into the ground.

The earth collapsed beneath him, forming a deep crater.

Jiang Ming descended from the heavens and landed directly before Zhang Bo. He raised his hand and drove his fist downward.

Zhang Bo was just about to dodge when his internal organs suddenly began to burn.

The agony was unbearable. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

No!

This was the Golden Sunfire Flame!

He had mastered all three of the Jiang family’s supreme divine arts of Immortal Emperors. How was that possible?

In Zhang Bo’s era, the Jiang family had possessed at most two of those divine arts.

It was one thing for the Jiang family to dispatch a peerless expert this time, but why had they not sent a normal person?

Why send a lunatic?

“Wait! Don’t kill me! I really am from the Primordial Holy Land!” Zhang Bo made one final attempt to survive.

Clearly, it was futile.

Jiang Ming thrust his sword straight through Zhang Bo’s body.

Zhang Bo, who had once been invincible beneath the heavens tens of thousands of years ago, had survived the destruction of the Primordial Holy Land and endured tens of thousands of years in封印—yet he died here, slain by a madman.

“He’s dead! Hahaha, he’s dead!”

Jiang Ming severed Zhang Bo’s head with a single stroke of his sword and burst into wild laughter.

“Jiang family, the karmic debt between us is now completely erased. From this day forward, you will go your way, and I will go mine.”