Chapter 2211 - 2209: Will a Miracle Happen?

Chapter 2211: Chapter 2209: Will a Miracle Happen?

Miscalculation!

It seems both Sang Qing and Princess Zi Xuan have miscalculated. They never expected that in this situation, Elder Sanxu, who has always remained aloof, would actually stop Sang Qing from saving Ye Tianchen. In this way, wouldn’t they have to watch as Ye Tianchen dies?

From the beginning of Ye Tianchen’s battle with the Northern Tyrant, they have been watching the fight. Ye Tianchen didn’t even really exchange blows with the Northern Tyrant—it seems like he doesn’t have any combat ability at all, just remaining in a passive state of taking hits. To say that Ye Tianchen could defeat the Northern Tyrant, no one would believe it now!

Initially, Sang Qing had prepared for the worst-case scenario. He had considered the possibility that if Ye Tianchen couldn’t defeat the Northern Tyrant, Sang Qing would use his last bit of strength to send Ye Tianchen and Princess Zi Xuan away, leaving this place, maybe even leaving the Northern State Territory. Because by then, the Northern Tyrant might go berserk and would likely break his vow. And by then, other heirs within the Northern State Territory might learn that after Sang Qing’s passing, the Flying Flower Zen Temple would have no strong protector, and then they could be free to trample it. Can the Flying Flower Zen Temple survive by then? That’s impossible!

At the start, Sang Qing saw Ye Tianchen’s potential. Knowing that Ye Tianchen is a person of great potential, and a person who knows gratitude and will repay kindness, he hoped that after his sitting in meditation, Ye Tianchen could protect the Flying Flower Zen Temple, so its legacy wouldn’t die out. But now it seems that Ye Tianchen is no match for the Northern Tyrant. If so, after he has passed, the Flying Flower Zen Temple would have no guardian and would certainly be wiped out by other powerful heirs!

Therefore, Sang Qing prepared for the worst case—to use his last bit of power to send Ye Tianchen and Princess Zi Xuan away. In this way, Princess Zi Xuan could be saved, and the Flying Flower Zen Temple’s legacy wouldn’t be entirely extinct!

But at this very moment, when Elder Sanxu, who has always remained aloof, intervened, making Sang Qing hesitant to act. Sang Qing knew that Elder Sanxu is extremely powerful and unfathomable, even more powerful than himself. If he really acted to save Ye Tianchen, Elder Sanxu would surely intervene to stop him. By then, he might sit down in meditation early due to a battle with Elder Sanxu, and this would be no good for Ye Tianchen, Princess Zi Xuan, or the Flying Flower Zen Temple!

"Let’s quietly await a result. I am merely upholding a fair combat environment!" Elder Sanxu said with a rather confident smile.

Princess Zi Xuan glanced at Elder Sanxu, couldn’t help but coldly smirk, and then spoke: "A fair combat environment? The Northern Tyrant has been a renowned martial artist in the Northern State Territory for almost a thousand years, ranking among its top three. His fight with Ye Tianchen is fundamentally unfair, so how is it fair?"

"Haha, precisely because of such circumstances, I’ve ordered the Northern Tyrant to suppress his cultivation realm to the mid-stage Martial Saint, so that it would be a fair fight!" Elder Sanxu said with a confident smile.

"Is this fairness? Previously, Ye Tianchen fought off Yu Jianzi, battled Zhao Tianqi, fought Dao Yu, and killed Bai Wuji, surviving a series of life-and-death battles, now severely injured, with his Martial Arts True Qi exhausted. He is already at a disadvantage, and still, he has to fight a senior powerhouse like the Northern Tyrant. Is this really fair? Is this what you call fairness?" Princess Zi Xuan couldn’t help questioning Elder Sanxu.

"I understand, but ultimately, it was that young man’s own choice. Nobody forced him; he didn’t have to fight, don’t you think?" Elder Sanxu asked rhetorically to Princess Zi Xuan.

"You..." Princess Zi Xuan found herself momentarily speechless, only then truly understanding that in this cruel, bloody martial arts world, there is no reasoning and certainly no fairness. Only by being powerful enough, can you overturn everything, can you make everything proceed according to your logic!

Now it’s precisely such a scenario, with Elder Sanxu controlling everything. He is the strongest person here. Even though Zi Xuan’s master, Sang Qing, could contend with Elder Sanxu, he dared not act recklessly, because once he did, it might expedite his sitting in meditation, and this is not something to act on impulsively!

Precisely because Elder Sanxu is the most powerful here, he can declare fairness when he wants, and unfair when he chooses, and no one can do anything about it. If the strongest person here were Princess Zi Xuan, she could easily defeat Elder Sanxu and the Northern Tyrant. If she wanted to save Ye Tianchen, would Elder Sanxu dare to stop her? If she wanted Elder Sanxu and the Northern Tyrant to refrain from attacking the Flying Flower Zen Temple’s legacy after Master Sang Qing’s passing, would they dare to refuse?

Strength determines everything. In fact, such laws exist both in the martial arts world and the mortal world, a reality that no one can rebel against. Just thinking about it makes some matters clear as day!

Bang!

Ye Tianchen was punched away again by the Northern Tyrant, with blood dripping all over his body, almost as if he was about to fall apart, about to shatter into pieces. The entire person was almost unconscious, seemingly devoid of any feeling!

"What’s happening to me? Have I really been inactive for so long? I’m starting to enjoy the way ordinary people fight in the mortal world, hitting like this, one punch at a time, feels quite satisfying!" The Northern Tyrant grinned grimly, grabbing Ye Tianchen’s collar with his left hand, punching his body with his right hand!

Every punch of the Northern Tyrant sent blood splattering from Ye Tianchen’s body, making the scene horrifically frightening and terrifying—so bloody, so torturing!

"Master..." Princess Zi Xuan couldn’t stop her tears from falling, but Master Sang Qing wouldn’t let her save Ye Tianchen.

"Zi Xuan, prepare to leave here. You must survive and rebuild our Flying Flower Zen Temple!" Sang Qing said with a serious face.

"Master..." Princess Zi Xuan said reluctantly.

"Alas, there are some things we cannot avoid, they must eventually come!" Sang Qing sighed.

Slowly, a talisman appeared in Sang Qing’s hand, enveloping Princess Zi Xuan. Seeing the talisman, Princess Zi Xuan was taken aback. She knew it was a special transporting talisman unique to Master Sang Qing, similar to a small transmission array, though with limited distance and high consumption of essence, energy, spirit. It seemed her master had decided to send her away!

"Master, is it really hopeless? Must Ye Tianchen die? Must our Flying Flower Zen Temple’s legacy be exterminated, along with those sisters..." Princess Zi Xuan, trembling with disbelief, asked through tears.

"Miracles do exist in this world, but it seems not now," Sang Qing shook his head.

Pain!

Pain to the bones!

Pain to the depths of the soul!

Ye Tianchen had long been pummeled unconscious by the Northern Tyrant. It was his first time ever being beaten so miserably in a fight, without even the strength to fight back, nor the energy to speak—knocked cleanly unconscious. In the perception of the Northern Tyrant, Sang Qing, and Princess Zi Xuan, Ye Tianchen has already been beaten almost to death, all bones shattered, truly feeling like complete annihilation and flesh exploding. Perhaps he has reached such a state, perhaps already lost consciousness!

Yet only Ye Tianchen knew that he still had consciousness, he still had that single intuition, which was pain, pain beyond bearing, a pain so severe that it felt like it went into the soul. It was the first time he had ever felt such pain!

"Pain, it’s so painful, it seems to exceed the limits of the pain I’ve experienced in past injuries, is this the pain of death?" Ye Tianchen thought to himself!

Whoa!

Water—as if a current of water flowed into Ye Tianchen’s body, at this moment, Ye Tianchen felt a trace of tranquility, even though the pain hadn’t completely disappeared. Yet he had a feeling that he wouldn’t die. This water felt like lifesaving dew, nourishing his body. He felt his whole body’s flesh, organs, every cell was being filled with energy, wounds healing at an incredibly rapid pace from the inside out. Though no one noticed, only Ye Tianchen felt it, sensing the speed of recovery. He didn’t know where this water-like power came from, as if it had been hidden in his body for a long time, now activated, nourishing his body, making every wound heal simultaneously, every injury recover simultaneously. If anyone could see Ye Tianchen’s internal condition now, they would surely be shocked, utterly astonished!

Splash!

The Northern Tyrant easily lifted Ye Tianchen like he was a corpse, holding him high in his left hand, coldly saying, "Nothing but a waste, wasting my time. Now I’ll punch you to pieces, let your blood soak this ground, serving as your final bit of use!"

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Northern Tyrant tossed Ye Tianchen high into the air, soaring hundreds of meters up. Simultaneously, the Northern Tyrant tightly gripped his right hand, and a powerful fist aura rotated like a glowing fist in his right hand, striking towards Ye Tianchen in the high sky...