Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 892 - 478: The Belligerent Zhan Tian

Slowly, Zhan Tian rose to his feet.

A formidable pressure materialized abruptly within the vast hall as he stood.

Ji Ze, standing at the Peak of Seventh Layer of Dao Realm, saw his face twist in shock beneath this overwhelming force.

"Summon the old ghost; you lack the authority to decide this."

Zhan Tian’s tone wasn’t thunderous, yet it brimmed with unmatched dominance. Ji Ze tried to counter, only to discover in terror that his mouth wouldn’t move.

From the island’s depths, inside the pavilion, the Great Elder within the copper coffin let out a sigh.

He perceived everything unfolding in the grand hall.

"A bag of old bones like me, forced to emerge for visitors!"

His withered hands gradually rose, gripping the copper coffin’s edges. With minimal effort, he propped his body upright.

"Huff, huff..."

Panting hard, "On the verge of death, even rising takes so much toil."

Shaking his head with wry amusement, spiritual power surged from his sea of consciousness.

"Buzz!"

A humming vibration echoed around the copper coffin, accompanied by spreading waves.

"Ah, another waste."

Right then, the Great Elder resembled a chatty elder.

His words rang true nonetheless.

Re-sealing the array around the copper coffin after each opening demanded vast resources.

Only Dark Moon could afford such extravagance; others would crumble under the cost.

Once the array parted, the Great Elder’s form lifted effortlessly, drifting out of the copper coffin.

"How long since I last departed this place?"

Gazing out the far window at the outer landscape, the Great Elder felt a surge of deep sentiment.

Yet his shrunken eyes betrayed hesitation.

For him, every look held immense value now.

"Unclear when the next chance comes?"

"Or... perhaps no more?"

Despite his desire to linger on the view, tension brewed fiercely in the grand hall.

"Time to move!"

With a sigh, he exited the pavilion.

In the grand hall.

"Zhan Tian, remember, this is Dark Moon territory, not your Three Judicial Departments. We’ve shown proper courtesy. If you act wild here, don’t fault Dark Moon for responding in kind."

Ji Ze pushed his power to its limit, barely countering the pressure, his hair whipping furiously.

Yet against Zhan Tian, he sensed utter insignificance and helplessness, merely a speck amid endless seas.

"Be it Dark Moon or anywhere else, everything falls under Great Yu."

Zhan Tian remarked offhandedly.

With disdain toward Ji Ze, the Peak of Seventh Layer of Dao Realm meant little; a handful of strikes would end it if he chose.

"Indeed!"

"All lands of Great Yu."

Suddenly, a hoary voice echoed from beyond the grand hall.

"He’s here!"

Zhan Tian and Liu Sheng traded looks, their faces turning grave, shedding prior ease.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Soon, a stooped, silver-haired silhouette emerged at the hall’s doorway, cane in hand, gasping for breath.

"Great Elder!"

Ji Ze rushed to his side at once, steadying him with an arm, guilt weighing heavy in his heart.

In the end, he had still ventured out.

"Ah!"

The Great Elder sighed while eyeing Zhan Tian, a faint smile creasing his pallid features, "Old and frail, a brief stroll exhausts me—forgive the delay."

Supported by Ji Ze, he eased onto the high seat gradually.

"You’re Zhan Tian, right?"

"Yes!"

Zhan Tian inclined his head deliberately; this marked his initial encounter with Dark Moon’s Great Elder.

Outwardly, just a withering senior.

But upon arrival, Zhan Tian’s pulse quickened.

"I’ve heard this era’s Minister of the Three Judicial Departments climbed through his own merits, truly unlike pampered heirs."

"Hehe!"

Zhan Tian laughed lightly, "Mere old fellow, hardly noteworthy."

"Old man?"

"Compared to an ancient like myself, you’re no elder yet."

With that, the Great Elder adjusted himself, reclining into the chair for comfort.

Next, his gaze turned to Liu Sheng, "Chief Eunuch Liu from the Ritual Department."

"Your fame precedes you, Great Elder; at last, we meet today."

"What joy in beholding a man on death’s door?"

The Great Elder mocked himself.

"You seek the Winged Dragon Beast, yet its essence blood keeps me alive monthly. Lacking it spells my end."

"So... should I yield it or refuse?"

Zhan Tian and Liu Sheng’s foreheads creased at his query.

"We will secure the Winged Dragon Beast by any means; the choice to yield rests with the Great Elder."

Liu Sheng murmured gently.

The grand hall’s air turned strangely charged in an instant.

Hand it over, and doom awaits him!

The Great Elder tossed the decision their way.

Liu Sheng demanded it regardless, hurling it back.

Life or demise, irrelevant to him.

"Is Chief Eunuch Liu declaring no room for talks?"

The Great Elder’s face hardened as he rose leaning on his cane, his bent frame barely reaching Ji Ze’s waist nearby.

The sight struck an odd note.

Still, as he straightened, Zhan Tian and Liu Sheng sobered up.

Dark Moon’s Great Elder exuded crushing might upon even them.

"Negotiation hinges not on us, but the Great Elder’s choice."

Liu Sheng replied steadily.

Zhan Tian eyed him sidelong, then fixed ahead, braced for combat anytime.

"Doesn’t Chief Eunuch Liu find this overreach?"

"The Winged Dragon Beast is Dark Moon’s; you barge in to seize it—where’s worldly fairness?"

Ji Ze erupted no longer, glaring furiously.