889 Who In The World Dare Not Comply

The two doors — green and black — completely opened!

The vast galaxy could be seen through the doors, it looked very near yet very far. The ancient aura continuously exuded from the two doors.

"The door… really opened?!"

"What is the stone that fell from the door?"

Both the sages and the disciples of the various sects felt uneasy.

Compared to the humankind, every single one of the monster kings was extraordinarily excited, their expressions filled with exhilaration.

Buzz! At this moment, the black giant stone shook violently. The cracks became very unstable and pieces of rocks kept falling from it.

Swoosh!

After every piece of rock fell, it emitted an extremely sharp sound of the wind. As though they were strongly attracted by the Tree of God, they fell exceptionally quickly towards the bottom of it.

Boom! A loud boom was heard as the first piece of rock landed on the ground. Fragments of rock flew and a deep but tiny hole was formed on the ground.

Following that, the second and third piece of rocks fell…

The broken rocks continuously fell on the ground like rain, producing loud sounds as they fell. This scene shocked everyone.

It was an extremely exaggerated scene.

Yet, such an exaggerated scene did not attract the attention of onlookers. Both the humankind and monster kings' attention was fixated on the black metal that got exposed on the black rock.

It was a curved metal that was as black as ink. It looked very ancient and a clear mark made by a saber could be seen.

"Helmet?!" When the curved black metal was exposed due to the falling rocks, everyone widened their eyes.

The black metal looked like a black helmet.

Crack!

Crack…

The black stone beneath the helmet cracked open again and revealed a face that was as black as ink. It looked extremely majestic.

However, the face was coated with a layer of black dust and could not be seen clearly. Nobody could tell whether it was a statue or a real face.

However, as the broken rocks kept falling, the armor on the shoulder was revealed, followed by the waist, then the thighs.

It was a sculpture of a man!

The sculpture had a thick and ancient black armor and its expressions were majestic, yet it was blocked by a thick layer of dust.

This scene was stunning.

Even Fang Zhengzhi widened his eyes in disbelief. Though the explosion he had predicted did not happen, the scene of the exposure of the sculpture was even odder.

"Powerful man? Unless this person was the most powerful of the monster race and demon race that Yun Qingwu was talking about?" Fang Zhengzhi thought as he stared at the stationary sculpture.

There was a saying that went, 'kill you when you are ill'!

Based on his nature, he was not someone who was thirsty for blood. However, if the human sculpture was really the strongest fighter of the monster race and demon race, he could imagine what would happen when he "resurrected".

Though he was not thirsty for blood, it does not mean that he was indecisive.

In fact, Fang Zhengzhi was a very decisive person. He does not consider the consequences too much and followed his intuition.

Just like what he had been thinking about and what he had been doing…

A powerful man?

Then I shall stab you to see how powerful you are!

Fang Zhengzhi stabbed him without any hesitation. When others were still in a state of shock, he had stabbed the chest of the sculpture with his sword.

Slash! The Traceless Sword turned into a purple light and stabbed the chest area of the sculpture.

"…"

"…"

It was an instantaneous change in event. It happened so sudden that all of the Sages, the disciples of the various sects and the monster kings did not have the time to react.

But no matter whether they had the time to react…

Fang Zhengzhi's sword was already inserted in the sculpture's chest.

Shock, astonishment.

Followed by a commotion, a commotion that was unprecedented. Almost every human, monster and demon stared at Fang Zhengzhi with an odd gaze.

"No!!!" Monster Emperor Baizhi's voice could be heard. It was the voice of someone who had turned insane after a shock, along with unhappiness due to disbelief.

Her emotions were very complicated.

If one had to use an analogy to describe her emotions, it would be how Fang Zhengzhi had killed a chicken, which was owned by Monster Emperor Baizhi for years, right after it had been released from its home.

"So, tell me how powerful is he?" Fang Zhengzhi ignored Monster Emperor Baizhi's screams and looked at the blood stains that formed at the chest area of the sculpture.

That's right!

He had really inserted the sword!

Even Fang Zhengzhi found it unbelievable. Wasn't he the most powerful man? Didn't he wear an armor as thick as turtle shell?

How could it live up to the exaggerated appearance if the sword could be inserted so easily?

Fang Zhengzhi looked at the statue with a tinge of despise. He felt that he had overestimated the legendary powerful man, or rather, he overestimated Yun Qingwu's confidence.

Therefore, since he had already stabbed him once, two or three more stabs would not make a difference. In fact, a few more stabs could kill him.

Since it came to his mind, he should follow his thoughts.

Fang Zhengzhi was a decisive person. He pulled out the Traceless Sword which was already inserted in the sculpture, then stabbed him once again.

This time, he stabbed the right chest.

From the left to the right, at least this could address the problem in case the so-called 'most powerful man' had two hearts?

Regardless if there was such a possibility, it would not hurt to take preventive measures.

Slash! The Traceless Sword once again turned into a beam of purple light and stabbed into the left chest area of the sculpture.

Bright red blood seeped through the chest of the sculpture once again.

This made Monster Emperor Baizhi, the monster kings and even Yun Qingwu who was standing behind the sculpture change their expressions.

It was a scene that nobody had expected.

The Gate of God of the Realm of Monsters and Demons was finally opened and a giant black rock fell out. Then, a sculpture of a man appeared from the giant black rock. Everything that had happened signaled that the most powerful man of the past era had successfully landed in this world.

So…

By right, the most powerful man should be attacking and killing everyone else.

Yet he was stationary and repeatedly stabbed by Fang Zhengzhi?

Nobody understood what was happening and nobody believed why something so ridiculous was happening.

However, Fang Zhengzhi really stabbed the sculpture twice. This was evident from the blood stains that had seeped through the sculpture's chest.

Of course, it had not ended.

Fang Zhengzhi's third strike was made. This time, he had aimed at the sculpture's throat.

Three strikes, each strike was deadly.

Fang Zhengzhi wanted to say that he was actually not a person who was thirsty for blood.

All of these was because of how Yun Qingwu had over-exaggerated the abilities of the powerful man.

Therefore, he decided to try his luck with his strikes.

He never thought that he could kill the so called "most powerful man" so easily by stabbing him.

Slash! The Traceless Sword slit open the throat of the sculpture. It was a deeper cut than the other two because there was no armor protecting the throat area.

The sword pierced through the sculpture's throat.

From the front to the back of the sword, a clear sound could be heard. It was an extremely excited sound that represented the joyfulness of the Traceless Sword.

"…"

"Is he dead?!"

"He died like this?"

"What… What is happening?"

After witnessing how Fang Zhengzhi had pierced through the sculpture's throat, the sages, disciples and the monster kings were completely dumbfounded.

But how could he really die like that?

If it was so, what was the purpose of the monster race and the demon race when they spent so much efforts trying to open the Gate of God of the two realms?

Was it only to welcome some of these stationary sculptures?

Everyone felt like they were struck by lightning and had buzzing noises in their heads. Even Nangong Tian, the head of Nangong family who had been struggling, behaved as though he was a frightened rooster and stood dumbfounded on the spot.

"Why did the most powerful man of the monster race and the demon race… not move?" Unlike others, Nangong Tian was more familiar with what was inside the Gate of God.

However whatever he knew merely originated from the historical records of the Nangong Nobles and he had never witnessed it with his own eyes.

Never witnessed it…

How does he have the right to talk?

Although he was very certain that once he opened the Door of the Realm of God, the Nangong Nobles would regain their powers and get back whatever the Nangong family owned.

Yet now, although the Door of the Realm of God was unopened, the Gate of God of the Realm of Monsters and Demons was opened and the legendary most powerful man had arrived.

Yet why was he so useless?

Even Nangong Tian could not understand what had gone wrong.

Plop! At this moment, the sculpture finally fell to the ground and emitted a sound that was not too loud.

Blood flowed from both the left and right chest as well as the throat of the sculpture and landed on the white flowers on the top of the Tree of God. Everything returned to calmness.

Ultimately…

He did not move at all.

"…"

"…"

Nothing could make one more speechless than witnessing the most powerful man arrive majestically and yet was stabbed to death by Fang Zhengzhi.

If there was, it would be two of them arriving and dying the same way.

"Dead!"

"He is really dead?!"

All the sages, disciples and the monster kings had broken down at this moment. No words could be used to describe their emotions.

That was because the most powerful man had really died. Besides that, he was more dead than dead, he did not even breathe at all.

"How could he be so weak?" Fang Zhengzhi stared at the sculpture in front of him, forgetting about Yun Qingwu who was standing not too far away.

Yun Qingwu also stared at the sculpture on the ground, a slight paleness was seen on her beautiful face. One could not tell what she was thinking about from her eyes, but her mouth was agape and from that, one could tell that she was evidently surprised.

Dead?!

…

At this moment, there was not a single sound made by people on the peak of the Heaven Zen Mountain. Only the sound of the wind that blew on the robes could be heard.

Dead silence.

Even Monster Emperor Baizhi who was screaming at the top of her lungs stopped making noise. She had similarly entered a state of daze.

Although her dark green eyes still had radiance, it was rather stagnant.

In fact, Monster Emperor Baizhi was not the only one who was in a daze.

Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi, Qian Yu and Yan Yin all stood rooted to the ground and stared speechlessly at the sculpture on the ground.

After all, nobody could accept this ending.

Expectations? Ended?

Everything happened too quickly for one to react.

"Life… Is indeed a lonely one!" Fang Zhengzhi finally raised his head towards the sky after fifteen minutes or so, sounding like he was an expert in loneliness.

The most powerful man who walked out of the Gate of God was easily stabbed to death by him. Then, what else in the world could not be stabbed to death?

Nothing!

Pride overwhelmed Fang Zhengzhi. It was the pride that made him feel like he was standing at the highest point in the world, like the lonely powerful man in the legend of the previous world he was in.

That powerful man only hoped to lose once in his life and yet did not succeed. Before he died, he left his sword in his house and wrote a sad song.

I have used four swords in my life.

The first was a sharp sword which emitted green light. It was ferocious and strong, and had fought with the enemy at the riverside.

The second was a soft sword with purple radiance. I used it before I was thirty and accidentally injured a righteous person. Feeling remorseful, I discarded it in the deep valley.

The third was heavy sword made of black metal. Individual conduct and training was more crucial than the reliance on the sword. With this sword, I had conquered the world before I was forty.

The forth was a wooden sword with a decayed handle.

So far…

Anything could be made into a sword.

Fang Zhengzhi tightened his grip on the green light in his hands… No, a sharp sword which emitted purple light. Then, he sighed, "I would only ask one question, who in the world dare not comply?"