After witnessing the miracle of Dao weapons, the Star Destruction Messenger was shocked again when he witnessed alchemists brewing pills on the street.
His concerns about Chu Kuangren only grew stronger.
At last, he arrived at the tribeâs great hall.
There, the messenger was quickly brought to the Flame Bulwark Tribeâs leader, Yan Wu.
âGreetings, messenger.â
âGreetings, Tribe Leader Yan Wu. Iâve come to pay a visit to the saint of your tribe. Are you willing to fulfill this arrangement?â
âOf course.â Yan Wu nodded.
Soon, Chu Kuangren was notified of the messengerâs arrival.
When the Star Destruction Messenger finally saw the frailed, young saint in a coat, he was incredulous.
The messenger had always assumed that a saint capable of inventing alchemy and weaponsmithing would look like a powerful elder.
How was it that he was only a young person?
Not only that, but the messenger could not pick up any qi refinement aura from his body. How did such a person even invent alchemy and weaponsmithing in the first place?
If it were not for Yan Wuâs overly respectful gesture around Chu Kuangren, the messenger would have assumed that it was all a prank.
âAre you Saint Cang?â
âGreetings, messenger. Just call me Cang. Iâm unfit to be called a saint.â
âIf you are truly the inventor of alchemy and weaponsmithing, the stature of a saint does seem to be fitting for a person of such achievements.â
Yan Wu was frowning now. âMessenger, what are you insinuating? These things were, of course, invented by none other than Saint Cang. Are you doubting his credibility?â
The messenger chuckled and said, âTribe Leader Yan Wu, youâre mistaken. I donât mean any offense by my statement. Itâs just that Saint Cang seems much younger than I anticipated. I was just taken by surprise, thatâs all.â
âHmph, the arts of alchemy and weaponsmithing have never existed in the history of mankind. Thereâs no doubt that these techniques originated from my Young Master.â Greenie snorted.
âIt may be unseen in the history of mankind, but perhaps it may have originated from the godsâ¦â The Star Destruction Messenger said intently.
âMessenger, are you saying that Iâm somehow related to the gods?â
Chu Kuangren chuckled.
âRidiculous. My Young Master is widely known to have slain the gods themselves, and you somehow think heâs related to them?â
Greenie said with mockery.
âNever mind, letâs drop this topic. Saint Cang, Iâve come here on the order of my leader to invite you to be part of the Star Destruction Tribe.â
Yan Wu frowned irritatedly.
That b*stard was here to steal his talents!
âIâm flattered by the Star Destruction Leaderâs kind offer. However, Iâm more than comfortable here. You can save the trouble.â
âSaint Cang, you must know that the Star Destruction Tribe is the strongest tribe to ever exist. Itâs only there that you can maximize your potential. Besides, you mustâve heard about my leaderâs reputation before. Heâs the Demigod, a prophet of the gods themselves. If heâs willing, the incident of you killing the gods can be swept under the rug.â
The Star Destruction Messenger persuaded.
Chu Kuangren was utterly unfazed. Without replying to the messenger further, he turned to Yan Wu and said, âTribe Leader, I still have some issues to attend to. Iâm sure youâll host the messenger well.â
He then left along with Greenie.
âCang, are you that oblivious to whatâs at stake here?â The messenger attempted to make Chu Kuangren stay, but it was no use.
âMessenger, do you have any other unsettled business? If not, please leave,â Yan Wu said with little regard to the messengerâs mood.
Respect was no longer required after the messengerâs blatant attempt to steal Chu Kuangren away.
âFlame Bulwark Tribe, I wish you all the very best.â
The messenger snorted and swiftly left the scene.
â¦
In the Star Destruction Tribe.
âThis was what happened.â
The messenger notified Zhan Xing about his encounter with Chu Kuangren.
âHe declined our offer?â
Zhan Xing sat seat while his fingers were unconsciously tapping on the handle of his chair. âWhat does the rest think about this?â
âWhat else is there to consider? The way I see it, we should just send forth our armies. I donât think the Flame Bulwark Tribe can possibly overturn this situation.â
The brawny brute, with tiger skin hung over his shoulders, said. His body was seething with boiling ferocious qi. It was a clear indication that this person had fought a hundred battles.
âThatâs right. Itâs time we stop this menace right where it should be. The Star Destruction Tribeâs powerful army is more than enough to annihilate them,â said another white-robed man.
Zhan Xing looked at the messenger and asked, âYouâve been to the Flame Bulwark Tribe in person. What do you think we should do?â
The messenger went quiet for a moment before he answered, âTheir alchemy and weaponsmithing techniques should not be underestimated. Although Cang is young, he has somehow managed to invent these techniques on his own. Heâs no ordinary young man. If this goes on, the Flame Bulwark Tribe will surely be the greatest threat to our tribe.â
âSo you agree that we attack too?â
âYes.â
Zhan Xing went silent.
It was not the Flame Bulwark Tribe that he feared.
However, with the Flame Bulwark Tribeâs growing strength, attacking them would consume large amounts of resources. There was no guarantee that other tribes would take advantage of the situation to attack the Star Destruction Tribe.
After all, the growing strength of the Flame Bulwark Tribe had inspired many other tribes. This had made the Star Destruction Tribe particularly uneasy.
âWhat are you hesitating about?â
At this moment.
A clear voice echoed through the hall.
A bright light pillar descended from the sky.
Waves of majestic divine might engulfed the scene.
Apart from Zhan Xing, all of the other cultivators were pressed to the ground and could not move a single inch.
A figure emerged from the light tunnel. It was a stern-looking figure dressed in a suit of golden armor and was wielding a golden spear.
âGreetings, Lord Father.â
Zhan Xing hastily bowed and greeted the figure.
The figure before him was none other than the Venerable Titan God, one of the thirty-three Venerable Gods. He was Zhan Xingâs father.
Years ago, the Venerable Titan God was wandering around the lands of Firmament Star, and he stayed the night in a settlement. The settlementâs tribe members, eager to serve the visiting God, had sent forth their most beautiful maiden to spend the night with him.
Thus, Zhan Xing was conceived that night.
He was the only Demigod to ever exist for countless years.
Dozens of years later, the Venerable Titan God was shocked to learn of Zhan Xingâs existence. He did not bother too much at first until he found out about Zhan Xingâs enormous potential.
Zhan Xing was one of the very few to possess divine powers and could also cultivate, which made him one of the strongest means to conquer mankind. As a result, the Venerable Titan God was eager to nurture him.
âHmm. The incident of Cang killing gods has undeniably provoked the rest of us. The gods have decided that Cang should perish alongside his tribe, and I shall bestow this duty upon you.â
The Venerable Titan God said.
Zhan Xingâs impressive abilities had made him one of the most powerful entities to exist during that era apart from the Venerable Gods. In fact, he was as powerful as some of the weaker Venerable Gods themselves.
As such, the gods had decided to let Zhan Xing deal with Cang.
They wanted to use Zhan Xing to test just how strong Chu Kuangren was.
âThe gods have spoken? I understand.â
Zhan Xing nodded.
He was previously worried that other tribes would use this opportunity to harm the Star Destruction Tribes during the invasion. However, now that the gods themselves had spoken, the other tribes would not risk provoking the gods.
Soon, words of the gods ordering the Flame Bulwark Tribeâs destruction spread throughout the lands of Firmament Star.