Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws

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 tribe’s great hall.

There, the messenger was quickly brought to the Flame Bulwark Tribe’s leader, Yan Wu.

“Greetings, messenger.”

“Greetings, Tribe Leader Yan Wu. I’ve come to pay a visit to the saint of your tribe. Are you willing to fulfill this arrangement?”

“Of course.” Yan Wu nodded.

Soon, Chu Kuangren was notified of the messenger’s 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 Wu’s overly respectful gesture around Chu Kuangren, the messenger would have assumed that it was all a prank.

“Are you Saint Cang?”

“Greetings, messenger. Just call me Cang. I’m unfit to be called a saint.”

“If 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.”

Yan Wu was frowning now. “Messenger, what are you insinuating? These things were, of course, invented by none other than Saint Cang. Are you doubting his credibility?”

The messenger chuckled and said, “Tribe Leader Yan Wu, you’re mistaken. I don’t mean any offense by my statement. It’s just that Saint Cang seems much younger than I anticipated. I was just taken by surprise, that’s all.”

“Hmph, the arts of alchemy and weaponsmithing have never existed in the history of mankind. There’s no doubt that these techniques originated from my Young Master.” Greenie snorted.

“It may be unseen in the history of mankind, but perhaps it may have originated from the gods…” The Star Destruction Messenger said intently.

“Messenger, are you saying that I’m somehow related to the gods?”

Chu Kuangren chuckled.

“Ridiculous. My Young Master is widely known to have slain the gods themselves, and you somehow think he’s related to them?”

Greenie said with mockery.

“Never mind, let’s drop this topic. Saint Cang, I’ve come here on the order of my leader to invite you to be part of the Star Destruction Tribe.”

Yan Wu frowned irritatedly.

That b*stard was here to steal his talents!

“I’m flattered by the Star Destruction Leader’s kind offer. However, I’m more than comfortable here. You can save the trouble.”

“Saint Cang, you must know that the Star Destruction Tribe is the strongest tribe to ever exist. It’s only there that you can maximize your potential. Besides, you must’ve heard about my leader’s reputation before. He’s the Demigod, a prophet of the gods themselves. If he’s willing, the incident of you killing the gods can be swept under the rug.”

The Star Destruction Messenger persuaded.

Chu Kuangren was utterly unfazed. Without replying to the messenger further, he turned to Yan Wu and said, “Tribe Leader, I still have some issues to attend to. I’m sure you’ll host the messenger well.”

He then left along with Greenie.

“Cang, are you that oblivious to what’s at stake here?” The messenger attempted to make Chu Kuangren stay, but it was no use.

“Messenger, do you have any other unsettled business? If not, please leave,” Yan Wu said with little regard to the messenger’s mood.

Respect was no longer required after the messenger’s blatant attempt to steal Chu Kuangren away.

“Flame Bulwark Tribe, I wish you all the very best.”

The messenger snorted and swiftly left the scene.

…

In the Star Destruction Tribe.

“This was what happened.”

The messenger notified Zhan Xing about his encounter with Chu Kuangren.

“He declined our offer?”

Zhan Xing sat seat while his fingers were unconsciously tapping on the handle of his chair. “What does the rest think about this?”

“What else is there to consider? The way I see it, we should just send forth our armies. I don’t think the Flame Bulwark Tribe can possibly overturn this situation.”

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.

“That’s right. It’s time we stop this menace right where it should be. The Star Destruction Tribe’s powerful army is more than enough to annihilate them,” said another white-robed man.

Zhan Xing looked at the messenger and asked, “You’ve been to the Flame Bulwark Tribe in person. What do you think we should do?”

The messenger went quiet for a moment before he answered, “Their alchemy and weaponsmithing techniques should not be underestimated. Although Cang is young, he has somehow managed to invent these techniques on his own. He’s no ordinary young man. If this goes on, the Flame Bulwark Tribe will surely be the greatest threat to our tribe.”

“So you agree that we attack too?”

“Yes.”

Zhan Xing went silent.

It was not the Flame Bulwark Tribe that he feared.

However, with the Flame Bulwark Tribe’s 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.

“What are you hesitating about?”

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.

“Greetings, Lord Father.”

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 Xing’s father.

Years ago, the Venerable Titan God was wandering around the lands of Firmament Star, and he stayed the night in a settlement. The settlement’s 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 Xing’s existence. He did not bother too much at first until he found out about Zhan Xing’s 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.

“Hmm. 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.”

The Venerable Titan God said.

Zhan Xing’s 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.

“The gods have spoken? I understand.”

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 Tribe’s destruction spread throughout the lands of Firmament Star.