Knowing that the Mo King's successor had powerful reinforcements yet to reveal themselves, Zhang Yang and Zhu Zhi realized the gravity of their situation. They had to resolve the current conflict quickly, lest they be put on the defensive once the reinforcements emerged.
"Trade blows, don't fear them!" Zhang Yang commanded.
At this moment, the stone tablet in his hand was already stained with the blood of the Mo King's successors. He had been at the forefront, helping to break the suppression brought by the black primal energy. The descendants of King Ming, likewise, were not to be outdone, unleashing their primal energy recklessly.
However, the Mo King's successors were not to be trifled with. When the advantage of their black primal energy could not be leveraged, they simply created distance, segmenting the battlefield into smaller skirmishes and neutralizing the threat posed by Zhang Yang.
Both sides suffered casualties. Yet, with Zhang Yang's protection, the descendants of King Ming clearly held the upper hand.
On Zhu Zhi's side, his internal righteous energy was fully unleashed. Facing Mo Xin, the Grand Marshal of the Mo King, his eyes were filled with solemnity. Each strike he delivered managed to suppress Mo Xin, demonstrating that the black primal energy held no advantage against the righteous energy.
Suddenly, Zhu Zhi seized an opening from Mo Xin and thrust his sword forward with immense force. Mo Xin's pupils dilated with shock. He had not anticipated Zhu Zhi's strength to be so formidable. If this sword strike landed, he would surely meet his end.
"No! Elder, save me!" Mo Xin cried out in despair.
"Hmph! No one can save you today!" Zhu Zhi sneered. He pushed his righteous energy to its limit, shattering Mo Xin's primal energy defense. With a *shlick*, Zhu Zhi's sword pierced Mo Xin's primal energy shield. Just as he was about to end Mo Xin's life, a black cutting blade of astonishing power suddenly appeared.
*Clang!* The black cutting blade instantly blocked Zhu Zhi's long sword, preventing it from advancing any further.
"Hmph! With Mo He here, no one can tread upon the Mo King's homeland!" Mo He declared angrily.
Mo He! He was the strongest among the Mo King's successors, the last surviving Grand Elder. Upon his appearance, he had rescued Mo Xin and then replaced him, charging towards Zhu Zhi. Their strengths were comparable, allowing Mo He to effectively tie Zhu Zhi down. Mo Xin, after a brief respite, then turned his attention to Zhang Yang's side.
"Descendants of King Ming, you will all die today! Haha, kill!"
Instantly, Mo Xin plunged into the crowd. With a wave of his hand, a vast expanse of black primal energy swept across the battlefield, instantly obliterating three cultivators in the Hunyuan realm, including a member of the Ming Dragon Army!
Witnessing this, Zhang Yang's expression turned grim. Mo Xin's cultivation was too high; such a person entering their battlefield was akin to a tiger entering a flock of sheep! Zhang Yang's face was heavy. Seeing Mo Xin relentlessly slaughtering the Hunyuan realm experts among the descendants of King Ming, he hardened his resolve.
However, Zhang Yang did not choose to confront Mo Xin directly. Since Mo Xin was slaughtering the descendants of King Ming, Zhang Yang would kill the Mo King's successors. It was a race against time.
At this moment, the scene became extremely chaotic. Zhang Yang's Golden Core of True Qi churned, and his True Dragon Qi manifested entirely on the stone tablet. A terrifying power erupted as he hurled the stone tablet, heavily wounding over ten of the Mo King's successors.
"Ah!"
"Damn it, this person is so strange, so powerful!"
"His stone tablet has energy that destroys black primal energy, what is this!?"
The Mo King's successors cried out in agony. Mo Xin, who was slaughtering the others, also noticed and quickly turned to look. His intentions differed from Zhang Yang's. Zhang Yang had come to the Far West primarily to wear down the strength of both the Mo King and King Ming factions. Therefore, at this juncture, he could disregard the lives of King Ming's descendants.
But Mo Xin could not. The Mo King's successors were already few in number. If he and Zhang Yang were to mutually eliminate each other's experts, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Damn it, you, stop!" Mo Xin roared, charging directly at Zhang Yang.
*Boom!* Mo Xin unleashed his black primal energy, which instantly transformed into a black cage, descending to suppress Zhang Yang. Feeling the immense power within the cage, Zhang Yang's expression grew serious. There was already a gap in their cultivation levels. If he were to continue hiding his strength now, he would likely be severely injured, if not killed!
Instantly, Zhang Yang's expression turned solemn. A resonant dragon's roar emanated from within him, and his pupils turned golden.
*Roar~* The true dragon roared! Zhang Yang's true qi turned golden at that moment, transforming into a five-clawed golden dragon that charged directly at the black cage!
This! True Dragon Qi! Zhang Yang's transformation caused everyone present to gasp in astonishment. This golden aura... it seemed to be True Dragon Qi!
"How can Zhang Tang possess True Dragon Qi? Isn't that something only the current Emperor possesses?"
"No! According to our information, besides the current Emperor, there is one other person who possesses True Dragon Qi!"
"Zhang Tang isn't called Zhang Tang! He should be called Zhang Yang!"
"He is the King of Jiangnan!"
Instantly, everyone deduced Zhang Yang's true identity. Zhu Zhi and the others also looked grim. They had always suspected Zhang Yang, but his performance had managed to deceive them. They never expected Zhang Yang to be a true mole! For a moment, Zhu Zhi and Hong Tao felt a surge of anger. However, with the great enemy before them, they had no opportunity to question Zhang Yang. Moreover, Zhang Yang was currently blocking Mo Xin for them! This matter could only be dealt with after the current situation was resolved!
With his identity exposed, Zhang Yang felt a pang of annoyance. But this was even better; since everyone knew, he no longer needed to hide!
"Want to play? I'll play with you properly! Don't think that just because your cultivation is high, you're invincible!" Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, and a crystal coffin materialized. Holding the stone tablet in his left hand and the crystal coffin in his right, he charged directly at Mo Xin!
This! Mo Xin's expression changed. This was the first time he had seen such peculiar weapons wielded by Zhang Yang.
"Hmph! The King of Jiangnan, is it? Good, killing you will be like cutting off an arm of the current Emperor!" Mo Xin snorted coldly. He knew Zhang Yang's cultivation level was below his, and with the aid of the black primal energy, Mo Xin was fully confident!
Instantly, immense black primal energy surged forth, its terrifying power engulfing Zhang Yang. Mo Xin formed his hand into a claw and tore outwards directly.
"Die!" Mo Xin roared with laughter.
"Who dies is still uncertain!" Zhang Yang sneered. He hurled the stone tablet, blocking Mo Xin's attack, and then slammed the crystal coffin towards Mo Xin's body. Seeing this, Mo Xin quickly raised his hands to block.
But precisely because of this block, the imprint of the crystal coffin on Zhang Yang's palm erupted with dazzling white light, madly devouring Mo Xin's power and converting it into its own.
"Come!" Zhang Yang, with his free right hand, made a grasping motion in the air, and the stone tablet returned. Without hesitation, he smashed it directly at Mo Xin!
*Bang!* Mo Xin spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura visibly weakened. The impact of the stone tablet hitting him had shifted his internal organs. Yet, he was tightly bound by the crystal coffin, unable to escape.
"Hmph! What good are more tricks? Cultivation is the true path! Break!" Mo Xin snorted coldly. He vigorously activated the primal energy within him, attempting to break free from Zhang Yang's crystal coffin. But the next moment, his expression changed.
"What's going on? Why is my primal energy disappearing? Where is it going?" Mo Xin asked in panic.
"Haha, where is it going? Of course, it's coming to me! Die!" Zhang Yang chuckled coldly. After draining Mo Xin's primal energy, he smashed Mo Xin to death on the spot!
Thus, the Grand Marshal of the Mo King's successors met his end. However, the matter was far from over.