The Journey of Overthrowing the Celestial Emperor
Ch. 135 ~ Not finished?!

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"This place! Didn't I just pass?" muttered Zhang Ziyi. He stopped his steps. Look around, making sure that the estimate is correct. He still remembered the shape of the tree in front of him.

"It looks like it's true, I've been circling around this place!" Zhang Ziyi resumed his steps. Together with Laohu who always follows him.

After a few moments of walking, Zhang Ziyi returned to his original place. Zhang Ziyi stopped walking. He closed his eyes. Sighing for a moment then started to use his mental strength.

A golden aura seeped out from his forehead. Form energy threads, then spread out in various directions. The energy is getting longer. Simultaneously, a golden aura also suddenly spread around Zhang Ziyi.

Use a domain to check the surrounding area. Zhang Ziyi retracted all of his aura. He incorporated Laohu into the realm of the soul. Mental strength was still going on, the longer it grew.

Krakk!

There was the sound of glass cracking.

Crrienstt!

What was before Zhang Ziyi suddenly broke apart. He had realized that it was all an illusion. He used his mental strength to destroy the illusionary formation.

Prok! Prok! Prok!

The sound of clapping was heard from behind. Zhang Ziyi turned around, noticing the middle-aged man who was currently clapping his hands while taking a small, pacing walk.

"You're so great, Young man. The descendants of the Zhang clan have indeed never disappointed!" said the man.

"I'm sorry, Uncle! If you may know, uncle who? Why do you know my clan?" Zhang Ziyi asked politely.

"Hahaha, not only a genius, but also very polite!" the man again praised Zhang Ziyi. He stepped slowly forward. After which patted Zhang Ziyi's shoulder as he walked around the child.

Zhang Ziyi frowned. But he chose to keep quiet and wait for this man to continue his words.

"Originally, your actions against the clan must be paid for with your life." Nevertheless, he also put great pressure on Zhang Ziyi.

Zhang Ziyi felt an immense pressure hit his body. Unfortunately he was still able to stand normally, even though his finger was slightly shaking from it.

"Level 5th Heavenly Realm!" Zhang Ziyi.

"I don't know who you are, old man. But if you attack my–, you're declaring yourself my enemy!" zhang Ziyi said coldly.

The pressure slowly began to decrease. He responded with great pressure.

"Hohoho... You don't recognize me or do you pretend to forget me?!" He stopped his words. The pressure he exerted on Zhang Ziyi increased.

"I don't really recognize you. But looking at the look and look on your face, I can only guess who you are!"

"Hmm, surely you can't forget your ancestors." The man spoke with his chest puffed.

"Well, I guessed."

Zhang Ziyi took out the Heavenly Dragon sword from his spatial ring. Without further ado he directly lunged towards the Zhang Clan ancestor. He knew what the arrival of this Zhang Clan Ancestor meant. Surely giving a reward for what Zhang Ziyi had done to the Zhang clan.

"Hoooo, you're so aggressive, son. Even I haven't been making small talk with you, and it looks like you're starting to become self-conscious."

The Zhang Clan ancestor tilted his body, dodging the Heavenly Dragon sword.

"No need to make small talk. I don't have time for that! Just get this problem solved!" zhang Ziyi said coldly. His hand did not stop moving, flicking his sword targeting the body of the Zhang Clan Ancestor.

"Allah ... The destruction of the Zhang clan over you. That clan I had difficulty building, and was simply destroyed by a descendant from the Zhang clan itself. Therefore, you have to pay with your life. In fact, what you will feel will be hundreds of times the pain of the Zhang clan members who died by you!" The Zhang Clan Ancestor seemed to have taken things more seriously.

The two took distance for the first time. A sword with a blood red aura was suddenly created from void space, before the ancestor of the Zhang Clan. Then the sword was taken.

"Death!!"

Very hard sword. Zhang Ziyi brushed aside with the Sky dragon sword. Unfortunately the sword was so hard that Zhang Ziyi's body had to bounce several meters back.

Zhang Ziyi slammed his sword on the ground.

"Currently, not even the blood of the Zhang family is flowing in my body. So it's only natural that I destroy them because they started first. I'm just doing what I think is right."

Zhang Ziyi said on the sidelines of the fight.

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The Zhang Clan Ancestor lunged back. The sword that gave off a blood red aura swung straight. At a glance, a shadow of red energy followed the direction of the sword lesatan.

Zhang Ziyi. He made twisting movements, while he also slashed back at Ancestor Zhang Clan.

The sword fighting has not stopped. Both of them were equally ferocious as time went on. The golden and red colored energies of the kali cap were seen darting irregularly in direction. To destroy trees and soil around.

That place is now destroyed. Mounds with large craters were seen perforating the ground in several places. One of the hills was instantly destroyed back then as the golden crescent-shaped energy shot straight towards him.

The two people had now floated up, fighting in the air. The shaking of the ground occurred down there when the two men had unleashed great power.

The aura clashed for a while, but it was still a draw.

He unleashed an attack of red energy in the shape of an owl. The owl-shaped energy flew high for a moment, after which it dived sharply towards Zhang Ziyi.

"The Sky Dragon Sword Technique, Sky Dragon Cutter!" The sky Dragon Sword was coated in a golden dragon aura. After which Zhang Ziyi darted swiftly towards the owl.

Duaarrt!

Big explosions happen. The clouds that had originally gathered around it began to get away by the enormous gust of wind, created from the explosion.

Zhang Ziyi appeared, out of the smoke fog of the explosion. He directly pointed his sword, about to cut off the ancestor of the Zhang clan.

Close combat happened again. Both are determined to defeat the opponent. Several times Zhang Ziyi was made to bounce back. So was the ancestor of the Zhang Clan.

Both bodies are now injured. Both suffered heavy and minor injuries. Up to one fist containing enormous energy both point at each opponent's stomach.

BUKK;!

Whush!!

Baammu!!

Both are bouncing. The fist that contained such immense energy made them unable to pull over and the energy flew both of them. It hit the ground hard and created a huge crater on the ground. The ground swayed for a while. In fact, so hard both bodies when touching the ground, the earth was almost shifted from its rotation.

Zhang Ziyi as well as the Zhang Clan ancestors came out from the crater. They met on the broken ground, of course the distance was still created between them.

"I don't know what reason you're going to destroy my Zhang clan. Even you're from the Zhang clan, but why did you do it?" A heavy, hoarse sound of blood was coming out of the man's mouth.

Zhang Ziyi rubbed a line of blood dripping at the corner of his lips.

"Originally you know, if only I had known in advance that I wasn't from the Zhang clan, maybe your– clan would still be safe now!"

Zhang Ziyi put on a knotty smile. He remembered first.

Because his actions were too conspicuous, so his father and adoptive mother also had to die because of it. Yes, because he was the one who caused trouble in the main clan, so his mother and father had to receive the death penalty in the branch clan.

"However, strangely enough, they did not object at all to the death penalty. Even my father's face was still etched into a small smile when I found the longest head."

"If they had known in the past that I wasn't from the Zhang clan, they probably wouldn't have gone after father and mother when I made trouble in the main clan. Of course the Zhang clan will also be safe because of her ... But it's too late, and I'm too late to know about my identity because my father and mother died too soon." Zhang Ziyi. He then put a smile on his lips. "Who's wrong, I don't know."

"Whatchu mean? You're not from the Zhang clan? Then why is Zhang's first name stuck in front of your name?" The Zhang Clan Ancestor started to be consumed with emotion.

"That's the source of the problem!"

"Whatchu mean? You infiltrated? Did you become a spy for a faction? Quickly tell me, which faction made you have to kill all the members of my clan!" the guess that the ancestor of the Zhang clan had just emitted made Zhang Ziyi maintain his smile for a while. Somehow the amused feeling suddenly burst into his mind when he heard the guesses that seemed to force it.

"You talk too much, Old Man! I explained, it all started from your own klan–!"

Zhang Ziyi had no intention of answering, he then went back to attack.

"Damn it! Answer first!"

The swords meet each other. The two looked at each other for a while. Zhang Ziyi rejected the sword after it cut horizontally. The slash of crescent-shaped golden energy shot back. The Zhang clan ancestor split the energy apart.

Zhang Ziyi did not remain silent. He activated the first stage of the Heavenly Dragon sword. His speed increased with an overly sharp instinct. He then activated the second stage of the Heavenly Dragon Sword, the sword in his hand growing sharper.

Trang!

Trang!

The tring!

The sword happened again. Now Zhang Ziyi had managed to force the ancestor Kaln Zhang into a defensive position. Lucky the heirloom sword belonging to the ancestor of the Zhang clan was of excellent quality, so it wasn't easy for Zhang Ziyi to cut it.

"It's been too long!" inner Zhang Ziyi. He did a loud slash, forcing ancestor Kaln Zhang to retreat a few steps back. Next he went with an energy attack.

"Tornado Destruction of Heaven!" Zhang Ziyi shouted out loudly.

A huge, strong wind vortex was created in front of him. Turning around to raise the dust, the vortex contained an enormous amount of energy.

Duarr!

The basin on the ground grew larger, forming a valley. The Zhang Clan ancestor was nowhere to be seen as it was blocked by the dust flying everywhere.

Zhang Ziyi had yet to take a reaction. He waited for the dust to disappear to see more clearly the condition of the Zhang Clan Ancestor.

"Damn, he's not dead!" Zhang Ziyi cursed as he felt a red aura filling the air.

The dust had now mixed with the red aura. He raised the sword forward, preparing for the attack that Kaln Zhang's ancestor would launch later.

Sure enough, a man jumped out of the valley that had just been created. His body had been surrounded by completely blood-red dust. His appearance changed slightly as his eyes were blazing with blood-red energy, as well as hair that floated up like the wind.

"Hahahaha, just a snot boy, can defeat me? Cih, even in your dream– even though you still can not enter my opponent– list!"

For a moment, Zhang Ziyi saw a drastic change in the man's attitude. The aura he exuded also grew stronger.