Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 894 - 478: The Belligerent Zhan Tian! (3)

"Shut up!"

Zhan Tian earned a fierce glare from Liu Sheng. The loss of either one would strike a massive blow to Great Yu.

Particularly during such a crucial moment.

Yet...

With a heavy gaze upward, he declared, "The upper rules demand too much. Inside the Burial Ground, a single action is permitted. Whatever rules you acquire depends entirely on destiny."

"This stands as our ultimate limit!"

Both factions had now laid bare their final stances.

A complicated look crossed the Great Elder’s face as he eyed the pair.

Zhan Tian stood out especially; though he held back his presence, it felt like he anticipated the talks collapsing.

"Twice!"

"This represents the utmost yield from this old man."

Confronting Great Yu’s two powerhouses, slaying one might lead to... Dark Moon’s doom afterward...

Moments ago, mutual ruin had crossed his mind, but at this pivotal instant, he chose otherwise.

Dark Moon embodied not just his lifelong toil but the painstaking legacy of its ancestors.

Such reluctance! Such agony!

"Agreed then!"

Liu Sheng refrained from further haggling this time, a sense of relief stirring within him.

Yanking a fang from a tiger’s jaws remains perilous, even from a fading beast. Dodging battle proves the optimal result.

Whether once or twice bears little distinction.

Disappointment flickered in Zhan Tian’s gaze right then, as he’d hoped for an epic clash.

That chance had vanished.

"Old Two, deliver that Winged Xuan Dragon Beast to them."

"Yes, Great Elder."

Ji Ze gave a slight bow, his visage twisted in grim displeasure.

Dark Moon had suffered humiliation this day.

Yet this vendetta... drowned him in hopelessness.

...

"Damn it, is this Winged Xuan Dragon Beast truly so pathetic? Will it even survive the trip?"

Beyond the island, Zhan Tian and Liu Sheng perched atop the Winged Xuan Dragon Beast’s back.

Yet the creature under them felt utterly frail, devoid of any Peak Seventh Layer of Dao Realm might.

To them, it seemed inferior to certain Sixth Layer of Dao Realm beings.

"Dark Moon surrendering it at all is sufficient; quit complaining."

Liu Sheng smirked wryly.

"Fair enough!"

Zhan Tian agreed with a nod, "Only bummed about missing the scrap with that elder."

Regret lingered in him even now.

"Craving battle? Head to a danger zone; fight to your heart’s content there."

Liu Sheng rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Incapable of defeating the elder, yet still itching for combat— what a messed-up mind!

Good thing he’d shown up; alone, the elder would’ve crushed him badly.

"Tsk... that elder wouldn’t risk full power anyway."

Zhan Tian shot him a scornful glance, "Didn’t you notice? From the moment he stepped into the hall, his death aura surged. Had he planned to strike, it would’ve been right then. Plus, any attack would spike that aura further. Think he’d unleash everything?"

"Hmph!"

"Take note, your perception lags miles behind mine!"

Zhan Tian caressed his beard, beaming smugly at Liu Sheng.

"Scram!"

Liu Sheng snapped in fury, labeling him a beast masquerading as a man.

Deep down, though, genuine respect bloomed.

He’d nailed it perfectly, a detail that had escaped Liu Sheng entirely.

Blast it!

Appears like a mindless mutt, yet slyer than all.

"Hey, what’s your take on that youngster’s physique? Think he could handle a single blow from me?"

"What?"

Liu Sheng stared in total shock—this mutt aimed to test Chen Xuan?

Just one punch!

Did he scorn the Eighth Layer of Dao Realm that much, or belittle his own frame!

Few in Great Yu could endure his punch!

"If you mean to slay him, spit it out!"

No sane person poses such a question.

"Kill him? Why? I busted my hump this round; he’s in my debt. Slay him, and you covering it?"

He mulled over Chen Xuan’s payback still!

"Skip the Imperial City; straight to Molan Mansion."

"Fine by me!"

He yearned to gauge Chen Xuan’s growth too, and... if he’d mastered the Rule of Space completely.

"You... veer course, make for Molan Mansion!"

"Speed up, quit dragging like this!"

With those words, Zhan Tian stomped the Winged Xuan Dragon Beast below.

Pain wracked the beast, nearly toppling it off kilter.

"You mutt, courting death?!"

"Hey, merely a tap—who figured it was so fragile!"

...

Upon Dark Moon Island.

By now, the Great Elder had retreated into the copper coffin.

Ji Ze lingered nearby, face etched with grief. This outing had forced the Great Elder from his rest and cost them a Winged Xuan Dragon Beast.

Lacking it, curbing the death aura would pose real trouble ahead.

"Fine, we’ve got another one, yes?"

"Nourish it properly, stuff it with premium elixirs; it ought to hold up."

"Worst case... I’ll return to sleep."

"I’ve lingered long enough as is; that suffices."

Sincerity rang true in those words.

Without Dark Moon, endurance had long failed him. What separated him now from a corpse?

"Fear not, Great Elder; I’ll hunt replacement demon beasts."

Even he doubted his promise as it left his lips.

Over years, for the Great Elder, they’d scoured the Eastern Continent, testing every demon beast.

Viable ones stayed.

Only if the Extreme South fell—but Humans barred entry there meant instant death!

"Heh!"

Laughter resounded from the copper coffin by the Great Elder, hinting matters weren’t so straightforward.

Let fate decide!

"Oh, the Burial Ground candidate set?"

"Prince Xuan shone last time with talent and power; else Liu Sheng wouldn’t deign to fetch this Winged Xuan Dragon Beast himself!"

"Grasp this chance; snag a top-tier rule, and this old man rests easy."

Top-tier rules profoundly shape the Martial Dao.

Ji Ze wielded merely a mid-tier one; thus, Dark Moon’s endless treasures hadn’t propelled him to Eighth Layer of Dao Realm.

"Those two brothers it is."

Ji Ze answered.

"Hmm!"

"The pair shows promise. Here’s the plan: summon them; this old man will mentor them personally awhile."

"Their harvest rests on their own merits."