Chapter 711 I, Gao Neng, Can Cleave the Heavens in My Rage

This was a voice that shook the soul.

Tianzang was already agitated, and this shock rattled him further. His eyes glazed over for a split second, his mind entering a momentary trance.

By the time he came to his senses, it was already too late.

"CRUNCH!"

His body was clamped in a vicious bite.

Sharp Dragon Fangs pierced his arm and chest.

"AHHH!!!"

Tianzang let out a blood-curdling scream.

He had been distracted. In a battle this intense, he had let his focus slip... That was the most fatal mistake.

"Tianzang!!!"

The Beast Race Sword Saint’s expression changed drastically when he saw this.

There was no need to question Xu Zilan’s power. Forget Tianzang being distracted; even if he were on full alert, the most he could do was defend himself.

The Beast Race Sword Saint didn’t hesitate for another moment.

He charged toward Tianzang’s position at top speed.

Naturally, Gao Neng wasn’t about to let the Beast Race Sword Saint get past him.

So, he moved to block the path between them.

"Get out of my way!" The Beast Race Sword Saint couldn’t be bothered with anything else now. With a roar, the three banners on his back shot up once more.

However, a slow smile spread across Gao Neng’s lips.

’Closer!’

’Closer!’

’Less than twenty meters now.’

"Cyan Dragon Illusion Technique!"

"HUMMM!"

A wave of energy surged toward the Beast Race Sword Saint.

The Beast Race Sword Saint’s eyes widened. He had just remembered something... Gao Neng was an incredibly powerful Illusionist.

He had been on guard against this possibility the entire time.

But the moment he saw Xu Zilan’s jaws clamp down on Tianzang, only one thought remained in his mind: rescue Tianzang immediately.

The Beast Race Sword Saint was horrified.

He tried to turn and rapidly increase the distance between them.

But it was too late.

The scene before his eyes had already changed. The desolate wasteland had transformed into a glorious landscape of a hundred blooming flowers, a picture of a warm and vibrant spring.

"..." The Beast Race Sword Saint was speechless.

’To hell with your damn warm and vibrant spring.’

’Break!’

"HUMMM!"

A ripple of energy spread out.

He successfully broke free from the Illusion Realm.

And then, he saw... Tianzang, wearing a woman’s long dress, strolling toward him. As he walked, he called out, "Sword, hold me!"

"PFFT!"

The Beast Race Sword Saint’s chest heaved, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood.

This is too humiliating!

No, this is humiliating a beast beyond measure!

"Just die!" The Beast Race Sword Saint roared, drawing his sword and slashing.

Three beams of sword light descended from the heavens.

Red.

Gold.

Blue!

Like the crimson glow of sunset, like the setting sun itself, like the vast Galaxy.

It was the Beast Race Sword Saint’s most powerful Swordsmanship technique: Triple Slash!

It was an earth-shattering series of strikes.

And its target... was, of course, the "Tianzang" standing before him, waving invitingly.

"BOOM!"

The first beam of sword light struck Tianzang.

A crimson glow erupted.

It was like a thousand sharp blades, piercing through Tianzang’s body.

But that wasn’t all.

The second and third slashes followed immediately.

As the Galaxy, the setting sun, and the crimson glow fully intertwined, the world seemed to fall silent. The only sound was the whistling of the wind.

Blood trickled from the corners of the Beast Race Sword Saint’s mouth.

He was gasping for breath.

He had reached his limit.

And in front of him, Tianzang was also gasping for breath.

The world around them returned to what it was—the skies above the Eastern District Battlefield.

Two giant dragons hovered in the sky.

Beside the two giant dragons stood Gao Xiaomeng, clad in white battle armor.

"Sword, don’t be sad... hurry... hurry and go! To die by your hand... this is already the... the best possible outcome..." Blood gushed from Tianzang’s wounds like fountains.

Soon, the white wings on his back were stained completely red.

"No!!! This isn’t real! I... I was killing Gao Neng! I was killing Gao Neng!!!" The Beast Race Sword Saint’s eyes turned bloodshot.

"But your target was Tianzang, wasn’t it?" Gao Neng said, his golden dragon eyes watching the Beast Race Sword Saint with a quiet intensity.

"NO!!!" The Beast Race Sword Saint was losing his mind.

’An Illusion Technique!’

’At the most critical moment, I fell for Gao Neng’s Illusion Technique!’

’I killed Tianzang!’

’My best friend... my brother for life!’

The Beast Race Sword Saint’s emotions completely shattered.

At that moment, Gao Neng gradually reverted from his dragon form back to human.

"Gao Neng, do you think this counts as a real victory? On the battlefield... it’s always a Pyrrhic victory! *Cough, cough...*" Tianzang coughed violently, then pointed downward. "Even if you manage to encircle this army of three hundred thousand, they will not surrender! They will fight you to the death, and the result will still be mutual destruction!"

"You have a point," Gao Neng said with a nod. Then he shook his head. "But it seems you’ve forgotten something."

"Forgotten something? What is it?!" Tianzang asked, startled.

"I can teleport."

"Tele...teleportation?!"

"Mm-hmm. And I can also use Illusion Techniques."

"!!!" Tianzang’s jaw dropped.

Because Gao Neng, who had been standing right in front of him, was gone.

’Where?!’

’Where did he go?!’

’He’s...’

’Down below?!’

Tianzang finally spotted Gao Neng’s figure.

Over there.

Two figures were currently locked in combat.

One was a Commanding General of the alien races, and the other was Yi Qinglian.

"HUMMM!"

Gao Neng appeared behind Yi Qinglian and, without a moment’s hesitation, unleashed the Cyan Dragon Illusion Technique on the Commanding General.

At such close range.

It was unstoppable.

Even though this Commanding General’s power was at the Tier Eight Late Stage, he was still instantly stunned, his entire body stiffening.

Then, a flash of lightning flared.

"One Slash!"

"BOOM!"

The Commanding General’s head went flying.

Tianzang froze, staring blankly at the scene. He was finally beginning to understand what Gao Neng had meant earlier.

’Tianzang, you’ve lost!’

’Yes!’

’I’ve lost!’

’The moment I gave the order to consolidate the army, I had already lost.’

’If I hadn’t consolidated them, if I had ordered the troops to scatter and flee, the losses might have been slightly greater, but at least it wouldn’t have been such a complete and utter defeat.’

’They set up an ambush in advance.’

’They waited for me to order the army to gather in one place, then had their people appear out of nowhere to intercept and tie down the Commanding Generals in close-quarters combat.’

’And then, he could use his teleportation to launch a series of "blink assassinations."’

’A perfect plan!’

’Because once all the Commanding Generals were dead, the surrounded and segmented three-hundred-thousand-strong Alien Race Alliance Army would be thrown into complete chaos.’

"I’ve miscalculated yet again..." Tianzang watched as Gao Neng jumped behind Zhou Jin down below, and the corners of his lips finally trembled.

’Lost. Utterly and completely lost.’

’There was no longer any chance of winning this battle.’

’And he hadn’t just lost the present... he had also lost the future.’

"BZZT!"

「On the battlefield.」

Under Yi Qinglian’s silent gaze, Gao Neng teleported once again, reappearing behind Zhou Jin.

"I found your dad for you," Gao Neng said casually the moment he appeared behind Zhou Jin.

"???" Zhou Jin was bewildered.

For a moment, she couldn’t process what he had said.

"His name is Zhang Youji. He’s an ordinary person, but if I’m not mistaken, he’s probably from the Wudang Sect. Believe it or not?" Gao Neng continued.

And with that, he unleashed the Cyan Dragon Illusion Technique.

The alien Commanding General in front of them had only half-heard the piece of gossip and hadn’t quite understood when he felt a jolt of electricity strike his brain.

In that instant, he saw so many things, thought of so many things...

’Zhang Youji?’

’Who the heck is that?’

"BOOM!"

With a loud explosion, his train of thought came to a permanent halt.

Because his body had just been sliced in two.

"Oh, right. Your mom breaking through to become one of the Strongest? That was thanks to me, too. So if you and Wei Ya get married, don’t you dare ask me for a wedding gift! I’ve already given you mine in advance." As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Neng’s body vanished and reappeared in another location.

"..." Zhou Jin was speechless.

’Does he have to be so cheap?’

’No wedding gift?’

’Wait a minute!’

’Why am I even thinking about this...?’

’Wei Ya?’

’Ugh...’