Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 466: The Stronger the Better

Chapter 466: Chapter 466: The Stronger the Better

After finishing his words, Zhou Li burst into wild laughter.

During the fight earlier, he had wanted to laugh several times. To him, the stronger Yang Tian was, the better!

Because having the antidote to control such a powerful Yang Tian meant controlling the entire world!

At this moment, Blood Prince Paul couldn’t help but sneer coldly, "Ignorant!"

"What did you say?"

Zhou Li, who now felt like he already ruled the world, snorted in displeasure upon hearing Paul daring to insult him: "You dare call me ignorant? Ha! Do you think you look like some bigshot abroad? Do you even know what true divinity is?"

"Yes, so what?" Paul sneered back coldly.

"Why not?"

Zhou Li gave Paul a disdainful glance, then turned to Yang Tian and said, "Yang Tian, I order you to kill him now! Kill him, and I’ll give you the antidote so the poison won’t affect you anymore!"

At those words, the crowd was once again shocked!

Earlier, while they were facing Zhou Li’s sinister plans, they had ignored the fact that Zhou Li had already seized control over Yang Tian’s weakness. If Yang Tian were to obey Zhou Li’s demands out of desperation, would Zhou Li truly become invincible?

Everyone’s gaze shifted to Yang Tian.

However, Yang Tian stood there unmoving.

Zhou Jia... so this was his plan!

As they watched Zhou Li overshadowed by thunder and rain, all the giants of Yanjing suddenly felt a chill run down their spines and couldn’t help but let out deep sighs.

They had always regarded themselves as Yanjing elites, as overlords ruling over others, towering above everyone else.

Today, they realized just how weak they were in the face of a true powerhouse.

They also realized that the one standing at the summit of all power was standing right before them!

Such a man represented what a true great family was!

In other words, as long as Yang Tian existed, his family and might would be the strongest in both China and the entire world!

Thinking this, many wealthy Family Heads could no longer hold back. Clapping their hands together, they bowed with smiles and said, "Mr. Yang Shengwei, we are at your command!"

"Indeed! Having Mr. Yang in China is truly our fortune!"

"Exactly. The Zhou Family is full of evil, but Mr. Yang’s actions are truly admirable!"

In fact, some people directly stepped forward, eager to become closer to this legendary figure.

"Quacks!"

Just then, a sudden chilly hum left the crowd of influential onlookers momentarily frozen with fear.

At that moment, Yang Tian glanced at the crowd with a cold smile and said, "Do you think I am Zhou Fuhai?"

As soon as he uttered these words, all the wealthy Family Heads broke out in cold sweat, their faces turning pale.

They had assumed that Yang Tian didn’t notice the closeness between Chenn Yuanba and the Zhou Family during their interactions earlier atop the mountain.

Now it seemed their assumptions were obviously incorrect!

How could someone as powerful as Yang Tian, with his sharp insight and clarity of thought, have missed anything?

Though Yang Tian did not care about these families, that didn’t mean he was willing to ignore past grievances to accept them.

Sometimes, a bad choice is just that—a mistake, with no medicine to undo it!

Of course, the most troublesome one was the Fang Family.

Fang Yi had always been indecisive, and in the end, his second son, Fang Yang, had joined the Zhou Family’s side to gain their favor.

But because of this decision, he ended up just like the other Family Heads before him—losing the chance to befriend Yang Tian!

However, Yang Tian felt no obligation to regret anything on behalf of such families. After finishing his drink and returning, Yang Tian’s gaze immediately landed on Prince Baolu, the strong overseas leader.

Those people had come to watch the battle with their own agendas, but under Yang Tian’s sharp gaze, all their petty schemes evaporated.

This was a figure capable of defeating even the Three Sages—a living legend.

Blood Lord Paul took a deep breath, then bent slightly in a bow and said, "Greetings, Yang Shangxian."

An upper-level Elf?

Hearing Paul’s words, the other overseas deities were taken aback.

But they quickly followed suit, bowing in unison and saying, "Greetings, Yang Shangxian."

Indeed!

Though Yang Tian’s outward appearance and demeanor remained unchanged from when the "Covenant" was initially forged...

The one who had truly defeated the Three Sages was Chenn Yuanba.

This was a flawless and effortless victory!

This kind of strength—unmatched and almost immortal—who would dare challenge it?

Facing their greetings, Yang Tian remained calm. Though he knew he was far from being a true Immortal, what about the so-called Immortals before him?

Furthermore, by walking the path of the Devil Ancestor, Yang Tian was either destined to ascend as a deity or perish. As for becoming an Immortal, that was merely a stepping stone on this journey!

Thus, Yang Tian spoke with restrained authority: "The Covenant Battle has concluded. You may leave now."

Leave now?

Was that all?

As the foreign powerhouses heard this, they all exhaled in relief and promptly rose to leave.

However, just as they were lifting off into the sky, an overwhelming pressure crushed them midair, forcing their bodies to halt and plummet like birds with broken wings, one after another crashing to the ground.

At that moment, Yang Tian’s frosty voice echoed in their ears:

"From now on, I forbid air combat within China. If you wish to enter China, you will submit official documents and requests; otherwise, you’ll only have your own lack of mercy to blame!"

With this pronouncement, those foreign dignitaries’ faces alternated between shades of red and white.

Yang Tian’s ban on air combat within China was one thing, but making them submit official documents just to enter China?

Didn’t that mean they’d have to enter via ordinary commercial airliners like common folk?

What kind of humiliation was this!?

But faced with Yang Tian’s cold gaze, none of these deities dared utter a single complaint. Bowing, one after the other, they responded, "We will comply with Yang Shangxian’s orders!"

And with that, utterly humiliated, they descended the mountains as ordinary mortals.

There remained the martial artists of China.

Wasn’t what was left of the Western Immortal Sword Formation just four locations?

Hearing this, Chen Wenbin was startled and exclaimed, "You want to go to the Four Mountains?"

"Yes! To the Four Peaks!"

Yang Tian nodded decisively.

After the Vatican was tainted by the killing aura of Xixian, Yang Tian understood the existence of the Xixian Sword Blade.

Upon inspecting the battle modifications of the Lingtian Tower arrays, Yang Tian discovered that the Western Immortal Treasure Sword Formation involved five locations.

The Lingtian Tower was at the center of these five battlefields, while the other four were scattered across China’s Four Great Mountains.

They were Taishan of the East Mountain, Mount Heng of the South Mountain, Mount Huashan of the Western Mountain, and Beiyue of the North Mountain.

Long ago, after researching Xixian’s battle plans and uncovering its secrets, Yang Tian had already formed the intention of mastering the fiercest battle on this earth.

After all, Yang Tian today was truly invincible!

But that invincibility applied only among practitioners; above them still loomed the deterrent force of nuclear weapons controlled by the Great Powers!

The term "nuclear weapon" had always been a nightmare for practitioners.

Yang Tian, having never been through formal education, could not estimate if he had the power to withstand nuclear strikes.

Now that the United States had begun targeting him, he had to gain strength to counter their actions before they struck.

Clearly, the first and most ferocious ancient battle—the Immortal Sword Battle—was the best option!

As Yang Tian contemplated this, Chen Wenbin also understood his intent. After some thought, Chen Wenbin couldn’t help but ask, "When will you go?"

"As soon as possible!" Yang Tian said firmly.

He knew that although these four battlefields were on the Four Great Mountains, they must be hidden in secret places, likely guarded by mighty warriors akin to the Dragon Clan.