Imposter Young Master
Chapter 962 - 967 The Grand Finale (Part 2)

Chapter 962: Chapter 967 The Grand Finale (Part 2)

"Hajis, we meet again." The fierce beast Taotie sent out ripples of spiritual power.

Obviously, this was also a creature of intelligence, an ancient wise species from the same era as Hajis.

"Is that so? I don’t seem to remember you," said Yang Gang indifferently.

"Lost your memory, have you? Well, let me remind you. We are the earliest intelligent creatures born from the essence of the universe during the great cosmic explosion. This universe should have belonged to the both of us, but you, vile creature, plotted against me and trapped me in deep contemplation. When I awoke, you had created countless planets teeming with life and were worshipped by all newly born intelligent creatures as the sole Creator God. I was furious, so I wreaked havoc on Pandora Star. As the Creator God, you naturally came to stop me. In that battle billions of years ago, we both suffered great losses; I was sealed by you, while your spirit dissipated. Today, as we meet once more, let’s end this once and for all!"

Taotie’s overwhelming spiritual power almost shattered the very space, but it didn’t affect Yang Gang.

Yang Gang’s spiritual power was now unimaginably vast; he could even easily destroy a star with it.

The spiritual forces of Yang Gang and Taotie interwove in the void, making it feel like the entire space was about to collapse.

Taotie opened its mouth and spewed out a golden bolt of lightning, which caused mountains to split and space to distort wherever it passed; it was utterly terrifying.

Yang Gang offered a cold smile and conjured a longsword in his right hand, a black sword light containing the power to destroy heaven and earth soared from the ground. Wherever the sword light went, sparks flew from the space, which flickered more unstably.

A powerful strike laden with immense force scattered Taotie’s lightning.

The first round ended in a draw.

Without giving Taotie a chance to react, Yang Gang instantly reversed his stance and extended his right hand, once again conjuring an incredibly sharp longsword. The sword turned into a streak of light that slipped from his palm, whirling through the air like lightning several times before suddenly condensing into a single point of light. It was as if it were the only star emitting light in the deep space of a galaxy.

Then, several unique sword chimes rang out, and the speck of light suddenly accelerated. In just a moment, the longsword plunged straight into Taotie’s chest!

Concentric circles of pale white halos expanded outward from the longsword, while circles of black ripple-like waves converged from outside to the sword, the two distinctly colored waves moving methodically according to their own trajectories.

Seconds later, Taotie let out a horrific scream, its massive body bursting apart.

Having just broken free from its seal, Taotie’s body hadn’t fully adjusted yet. Unlike its indestructible spiritual power, its body was a weakness, and Yang Gang understood this well.

Although he destroyed Taotie’s body, Yang Gang remained vigilant.

If Taotie could be killed so easily, it wouldn’t have been worthy of the name of an ancient ferocious beast.

Sure enough, moments later, a man slowly walked over.

He was Jingyang, the first protector of the Dark Moon Sect, but at this moment, while the body was Jingyang’s, the soul was clearly not.

For the aura emitted by this man was not something a mere protector could compare to.

He stretched his body and flashed a grin, "I didn’t expect our strengths to differ so much during our slumber. But, Hajis, I’m not so easy to kill, you know."

As expected, Taotie had possessed him.

Just as Taotie finished speaking, his body vanished, reappearing already in front of Yang Gang.

Two fingers, smooth as jade, shot forward like lightning. Sensing a strong crisis, Yang Gang barely dodged to avoid the blow.

But before Yang Gang could react, those agile fingers suddenly burst into a dazzling light, instantly transforming into a blade and slicing towards Yang Gang.

Yang Gang’s consciousness snapped to attention at the first instance, but his body’s response was clearly not as quick as his mind’s.

With no chance to escape, Yang Gang was solidly struck by the blade of light, a slender, chasm-like wound appearing from his right chest down to his abdomen. Blood seeped through his clothing.

Drip, drip...

Yang Gang activated his "Healing spell."

The Healing spell was now overwhelmingly powerful; Yang Gang could heal someone on the brink of death in an instant.

However, the wound inflicted by Taotie was clearly not ordinary, and the Healing spell’s recovery could not keep up with the pace of destruction.

Yang Gang clutched his chest, coldly staring at the possessed and humanoid-shaped Taotie.

An unstoppable madness ignited within him, a strong will to fight swirling up like a tornado, piercing through the heavens!

With a roar, Yang Gang raised his transformed sword-hand, a pitch-black radiance carrying a ferocious wind tearing through the air towards Taotie. In the instant it sliced through the void, the solid radiance burst forth with intense divine energy.

In the gloom, Taotie seemed deeply grave.

Without time to think, Taotie lifted a palm above his head, fingers unfurling.

Above his head, lightning flashed and thunder boomed, with wild winds all around. Endless Chaotic Breath converged between Taotie’s fingers, morphing into a huge, constantly spinning black disc vortex. The spaces within the vortex spewed out dense Chaotic Breath, like the spinning blades of an engine in frenzied rotation.

When Yang Gang’s black luminescence, filled with immense rage, entered that disc, the vortex trembled violently several times before finally stabilizing, contrary to Yang Gang’s expectations of it shattering.

Then, Taotie casually flicked his hand, and the disc suddenly howled towards Yang Gang.

Yang Gang couldn’t dodge in time and was once again gravely injured, a deep gash torn open in his right chest as blood gushed forth.

Taotie chuckled lightly, stepping closer to Yang Gang.

Just then, suddenly a voice called out, "Gang!"

Yang Gang turned his head and first rejoiced, then hurriedly said, "Sister Miao, get away quickly!"

The person who came was Zhang Miao.

But Zhang Miao didn’t listen to Yang Gang and ran straight over, blocking in front of Taotie, and said coldly, "This man is my husband, you are not allowed to hurt him."

Taotie lifted Zhang Miao with one hand, and she couldn’t break free at all.

Taotie looked at Zhang Miao with interest, "Mmm, you look quite delectable, I bet you taste excellent."

"Let go of my wife!" Yang Gang slowly stood up, his head bowed, his expression unseen, but the destructive aura around him was crazily escalating.

"Hmm?" Taotie’s complexion changed slightly, and he directly threw Zhang Miao far away. He didn’t have time to deal with Zhang Miao, because he felt an intense sense of crisis.

Taotie pointed at Yang Gang and shouted in a low voice, "Elegant Light!"

Endless gusts of wind suddenly surged, and a milky white ring of light rapidly enveloped the area where Yang Gang stood.

Reflected in Yang Gang’s eyes: within this milky white area, countless huge pillars of wind, seemingly ancient and always existing, suddenly appeared and swelled rapidly.

After reaching an exaggerated size, they exploded violently.

A vast and invisible fluctuation spread out, the air in the area warped, and at the place where the ripples expanded, countless tiny gusts swarmed, surrounding Yang Gang and continually contracting...

But Yang Gang remained perfectly still.

Then, an immense spiritual power, inconceivable in its magnitude, emanated from Yang Gang’s body.

Yang Gang’s aura also surged repeatedly. He gave a cryptic smile and suddenly opened his eyes wide. Raising the illusory longsword in his right hand again, with an elegant and slow gesture, from above downward, he held the sword aloft and brought down a matchless radiance that burst forth.

A perfect vertical cleave!

Boom!

A colossal ravine stretched for thousands of miles on the ground, exposing the Dark Moon Sect’s Sacred Altar directly.

However, the Sacred Altar was indeed tough; it didn’t collapse even under such a destructive attack.

Taotie barely withstood Yang Gang’s attack but still spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Gang gave a cold smile, his figure suddenly moved forward, and his right hand morphed into a broken blade, stabbing directly into Taotie’s heart.

Taotie spat out another mouthful of blood, his body retreated in a sorry state and, by sheer coincidence, landed right inside the Sacred Altar.

Yang Gang immediately followed into the interior of the Sacred Altar.

Inside the altar was a pool containing a puddle of green water, which Taotie seemed to dread greatly.

Seizing the moment while Taotie’s wounds had not yet healed, Yang Gang rushed over and kicked Taotie towards the pool of green water.

Taotie’s face turned pale, and he clung to the edge of the pool, managing not to fall in.

Yang Gang walked to the edge of the green water pool, glanced at it, and smiled, "Hmm, you seem to be quite afraid of this green water."

Taotie, no longer showing any trace of ferocity at this moment, almost pleaded, "Hajis, this water is the Hongmeng Water from the dawn of the universe, and anyone who touches it will dissolve into nothingness."

"Eh? Isn’t that just perfect? I was just wondering how to completely eliminate you."

After saying this, Yang Gang grinned, raised the longsword in his right hand again with a vertical slash, severing Taotie’s arms briefly.

Taotie screamed miserably and fell straight into the pool of Hongmeng Water.

Before he could let out a second scream, Taotie dissolved completely in the Hongmeng Water.

Ensuring that Taotie was dead, Yang Gang’s body also weakened and he collapsed, nearly falling into the pool of Hongmeng Water himself.

Actually, Yang Gang was nearly spent from the battle up to this point.

When he woke up, he was lying in Zhang Miao’s arms.

Five years had passed, and Yang Gang saw his wife once more.

More mature, with an increased charm.

Although Gu Xiaorou was his most beloved, Zhang Miao was the woman who had first borne him a child.

Therefore, even though he loved Gu Xiaorou the most, and even though he had the best rapport with Yang Fei, his official wife was still Zhang Miao.

Seeing Yang Gang awake, Zhang Miao hugged him tightly and murmured, "Gangzi, shall we go back to Earth?"

Yang Gang smiled and nodded.

He thought of something else and said, "Oh right, Sister Miao, Xiaorou, Feifei..."

"I’ve sort of guessed it," Zhang Miao wiped away her tears and smiled, "If they are willing to recognize me as their sister, then I’ll take these two sisters in."

Yang Gang breathed a sigh of relief, "That’s the most delightful thing I’ve heard in my life."

Zhang Miao rolled her eyes teasingly, "Don’t get too happy just yet. When we get back to Earth, you still have to get past mom and dad!"

Yang Gang felt a tingling sensation in his scalp.

A month later, after recuperating fully, the situation in Pandora stabilized.

Yang Gang planned to return to Earth.

Accompanying Yang Gang back to Earth were Zhang Miao, Yang Fei, and Gu Xiaorou, as well as Shen Jing and others.

Of course, there was also the child of Yang Gang and Zhang Miao, Little Yang Fan.

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