Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 285 - 213 Forced to Reveal Part of My Strength!

Chapter 285: Chapter 213 Forced to Reveal Part of My Strength!

"Good!"

Night Traveler, Muqiang Baoshan, stared at the sinister Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao and ordered his men:

"After their competition is over, immediately capture Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao. Once we have him, we can find the old Devil Lord, the Undying Immortal Kumarajiva, outside the Sword Qi Great Wall. Capturing this old Devil Lord would be a great achievement. Tell the brothers to put forth their full effort and not be negligent! The opportunity for merit is right before our eyes."

"Yes!"

...

"Young Master Li, why have you been staring at me? Could it be that I have flowers growing on my face?"

Zixia also gradually relaxed from the tense atmosphere of the match under Li Ping’an’s tender gaze, silently exchanging glances to respond.

...

The most laid-back Wang Tianran then turned his head towards his mansion and called out softly:

"No Distance!"

The Wang Tianran, who was supposed to be watching the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master at Moyun Temple, suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hong, who was dealing with some official business at the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

"You rascal, have you had enough fun outside and finally decided to come back?"

Wang Tianran’s father, Prime Minister of the Great Tang Wang Hong, glanced at his son before continuing to write furiously, dealing with the documents:

"No, wait, you rascal. Shouldn’t you be drinking in the Music Bureau right now? Why have you suddenly come back? Even if you did come back, it should be in the middle of the night."

"Dad, I need your help with something..."

"Huh? You’re asking me for a favor? Are you joking?"

Prime Minister Wang Hong set down his brush, looked up, and chuckled:

"You, my boy, with Mana that reaches the heavens and Cultivation at its zenith, are actually asking your old man for help? This is the first time since you’ve become sensible. Tell me, what do you want your old man to do?"

"Dad..."

Wang Tianran teleported behind Wang Hong and whispered a few instructions in his ear.

"This matter?"

Wang Hong tilted his head in confusion, looking at his plump son in astonishment:

"You little beast, you would never ask me for help, but when you do, you ask me to do such a big thing! This is too tricky. I’m afraid..."

Wang Tianran urged:

"Dad, if you find it difficult, go immediately to meet His Majesty in the Imperial Palace!"

Wang Hong stroked his beard and thought for a moment before smiling:

"Son, it’s easy for me to do this for you, but I can’t assure you whether the Son of Heaven will agree!"

"Easy!"

Wang Tianran instantly teleported to the doorway of the study, his back to Wang Hong, and assertively said:

"Dad, just tell His Majesty that if he agrees to my request, I can ensure the Li Tang dynasty will endure for a thousand generations. If he does not agree, huh, I will change dynasties!"

"Hahahaha!"

Prime Minister Wang Hong rose, stroking his beard and laughing aloud:

"Such treasonous words can only come from you. If it were anyone else, it would be a capital offense. Alright, your old man will take care of it for you!"

"Thanks, Dad!"

After Wang Tianran finished speaking, he completely vanished from the Prime Minister’s Mansion, and his father Wang Hong immediately changed into court attire and went to the Imperial Palace, the Golden City, to see the Son of Heaven of Great Tang, Li Gai.

When Wang Tianran returned to his original spot at Moyun Temple, everything seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye. No one noticed anything out of the ordinary.

"This is No Distance!"

Wang Tianran regarded the surrounding Cultivators with the indifference one might have toward cattle and horses.

...

"What exactly are Li Ping’an from Mount Longhu and Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao trying to do?"

"Are they going to fight or not? It’s practically dark already!"

"We haven’t eaten dinner yet!"

"How long do we have to wait?"

"What time is it now? Why have they suddenly stopped fighting?"

"See that? They’ve started chatting now. Those two are really interesting!"

"They’re not going to end up like Wang Tianran, are they? Huh?"

"Yes, look at them; it seems like one of them is about to concede!"

Just as the Cultivators were chattering, Li Ping’an, who had been gazing at Zixia and feigning hesitation, suddenly went berserk. With his power at full throttle, he held the Hundred Plays Steel Rod and became a beam of yellow light, shooting directly towards the heart of Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao.

"So, all of you want to force me! Wang Tianran forces me! The Ghost Taoists force me! Even you, this minor character, want to force me! Today, I won’t let you force me!"

"Since you insist on targeting Zixia, the woman I love, today, I’m going to go on a killing spree! Nangong Zhidao! Die!"

To everyone’s eyes, Li Ping’an suddenly turned into a beam of yellow light and shot toward the heart of Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao. The next second, they saw Li Ping’an reverting to his original form, only now the Hundred Plays Steel Rod was pointed at Nangong Zhidao’s heart.

"What a feisty spell!"

"It looks rather fierce, but it didn’t even tear the clothes of Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao!"

"Li Ping’an suddenly launched a sneak attack?"

"That sneak attack didn’t seem to have any effect, did it?"

The lower-ranking Cultivators on the scene, of course, couldn’t understand the situation. They were unaware of the overwhelming momentum and astonishing might of Li Ping’an’s full-powered strike.

They didn’t understand it, but the Sect Masters and Elder Brothers of The Four Great Noble Paths and the other Sect Masters did see the Mystery.

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect praised upon seeing this scene:

"Li Ping’an’s Mana is truly immense! If it were someone else, they probably would have been pierced through the heart by that rod!"

"You can tell, Li Ping’an’s power is among the best here, but..."

Head of Heavenly Mist Sect, Mo Liqi, instead focused on Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, whom she found more interesting, and asked curiously:

"But how is it that Nangong Zhidao didn’t die under such a strong blow? His defense Spell seems somewhat similar to your Flame Cloud Sect’s Artifact Refining Technique, doesn’t it?"