Immortal God of War
"Can you show some decency?"
Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes.
This was the first time he had seen someone brag about their own intelligence.
Lu Xingchen chuckled and asked, "Was it you who killed the Black Iron Army of Butterfly Valley?"
Qin Feiyang nodded.
"Have you also been to the Imperial Capital?"
Lu Xingchen asked again.
Qin Feiyang nodded once more.
Lu Xingchen angrily said, "Then why didn’t you come to find me? Do you still consider me a friend?"
"This time when I returned, besides my mother, I haven’t seen anyone else."
Qin Feiyang shook his head and then said, "Also, let me clarify, I never considered you my friend."
"Saying that, I’m really hurt."
Lu Xingchen’s face darkened.
He knew well the nature of his relationship with Qin Feiyang, but did it need to be stated so bluntly?
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly and said, "I don’t believe you traveled all this way just to visit me; you’re not that kind-hearted. Let’s just be honest with each other!"
"You rascal."
"Alright, I did come to see you because I have a few things to tell you."
"The first thing, do you remember Ling Yu, Zhao Yu, Feng Ranran, and Lo Dan?"
Lu Xingchen asked.
"Of course, I remember."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
"They disappeared."
Lu Xingchen said.
"Hmm?"
Qin Feiyang turned his head, looking at him in surprise and doubt.
"Last time when you came back, they were all still here, but once you left, they also vanished."
"I even specifically went to Feng Province and Yu State to investigate them."
"Do you know what I found out?"
Lu Xingchen said mysteriously.
"What did you find?"
Qin Feiyang frowned.
Lu Xingchen said, "According to my investigation, although these four came from Yu State and Feng Province, there is no trace of them there."
"Impossible!"
Qin Feiyang said firmly.
Yu State and Feng Province were their birthplaces, and these four were so extraordinary, how could there be no records of them?
"This matter also puzzled me, so I investigated more carefully and eventually found out that they have no relatives in Yu State and Feng Province."
"Many people there, in fact, don’t even know of their existence."
"Later, I also investigated the Holy Temple in Yu State and Feng Province. Guess what? They only entered the Holy Temple the day before the Netherworld opened."
"As for their identities and origins, the Holy Temple’s records are completely blank."
Lu Xingchen said.
"So these four really are quite mysterious?"
Qin Feiyang mumbled.
Lu Xingchen said, "The second thing, I seem to have seen Zhang Jin in the Imperial Capital."
"Zhang Jin?"
Qin Feiyang frowned, the name sounded somewhat familiar.
"Don’t remember?"
"He’s Zhang Ren’s brother, and he has some connection to you."
Lu Xingchen said.
"So it’s him."
Qin Feiyang suddenly realized.
With Lu Xingchen’s reminder, he recalled that Zhang Jin used to work in the Resource Hall of the Holy Temple. His aptitude was mediocre, but his character was decent.
Later.
Because of Zhang Ren’s death, Zhang Jin became utterly disappointed with the Holy Temple, took Zhang Ren’s corpse, and left the Holy Temple for good.
Recalling Zhang Jin, Qin Feiyang also remembered some past incidents, turning to Lu Xingchen with a sneer, "What do you think about Zhang Ren’s death now?"
Lu Xingchen smiled bitterly.
"I still remember, during the Holy Temple’s grand competition, Zhang Ren had already surrendered, but your family member, Lu Ziyuan, still struck him down."
"And you, the then inner hall representative, the pride of the heavens, not only didn’t handle it impartially but also shielded Lu Ziyuan."
"If not for Zhang Ren’s death and failure to receive justice, Zhang Jin wouldn’t have left the Holy Temple in anger."
Qin Feiyang said sarcastically.
"It was all youthful foolishness back then, can’t we just not bring it up again? I’m very ashamed and regretful now!"
Lu Xingchen said bitterly.
"If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"
Qin Feiyang shook his head and asked, "Seeing Zhang Jin appearing in the Imperial Capital now, does it make you a bit uneasy?"
"To be honest, it does a little."
"But his presence in the Imperial Capital clearly indicates a problem!"
"After all, whether it’s cultivation or talent, he doesn’t qualify to set foot in the Imperial Capital."
Lu Xingchen said.
"Indeed, there is a problem."
Qin Feiyang nodded and said, "Continue talking about other matters."
Lu Xingchen nodded, just about to speak.
Rumble!
Crash!
A series of loud noises suddenly came from Iron Bull Town.
"Hmm?"
The two quickly looked up toward the direction of Iron Bull Town, their eyes filled with suspicion.
The rumbles were unending, and along with them came a strong wave of battle!
Lu Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Do you feel it? It’s Saint Prestige!"
Qin Feiyang nodded and said, "It should be that the Black Iron Army has encountered trouble, but in this small Iron Bull Town, are there people who can rival the Black Iron Army?"
"Let’s go take a look!"
Qin Feiyang’s eyes flashed, decisively put down the fishing rod, rose into the sky, and headed towards Iron Bull Town.
Lu Xingchen followed closely behind.
"Hmm?"
Qin Feiyang suddenly turned his head, scrutinizing Lu Xingchen.
He hadn’t noticed before, but now he found that Lu Xingchen’s aura also carried a Saint Prestige!
"Five-star War Saint!"
Finally.
He saw Lu Xingchen’s cultivation clearly, and was almost stunned speechless.
How did he do it?
You should know.
He opened the Door of Potential and received the ancestor’s inheritance, allowing his bloodline to revert to its roots, which enabled him to break through to a Five-Star War Saint so quickly.
Yet Lu Xingchen has somehow caught up with him?
It’s simply beyond belief!
Lu Xingchen seemed to notice Qin Feiyang’s doubt and flashed a dazzling smile, saying, "Didn’t I tell you before? Once, I was a War God."
Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow.
Lu Xingchen had indeed said this before, but at the time Qin Feiyang didn’t take it seriously, thinking Lu Xingchen was just joking.
Yet now, hearing these words again, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of uncertainty.
Could it be true?
Lu Xingchen pointed to the high sky ahead, saying, "Stop wondering, look at the sky over Iron Bull Town; it’s quite an interesting scene."
"Hmm?"
Qin Feiyang looked up suspiciously, his eyes widening suddenly.
In the sky over Iron Bull Town, there was a young man in white clothes, crazily slaughtering a group of Black Iron Army, and his strength was remarkably powerful.
But that’s not the point!
The point is!
That young man in white was the spitting image of him!
It’s literally another Qin Feiyang!
Lu Xingchen asked suspiciously, "Brother Qin, is he the impersonator, or are you the impersonator? Or is this your arrangement?"
Qin Feiyang glared at him, saying solemnly, "How could I arrange for someone to impersonate me? Who is this person? What is his purpose in impersonating me?"
"That’s amazing then."
"The cultivation of those Black Iron Army ranged from one-star to four-star War Saint, yet he can easily dominate them."
"And his cultivation, I can’t even see through."
Lu Xingchen said.
Qin Feiyang replied, "Judging by his aura, he should be a Six-Star War Saint."
"Spirit State actually hides a Six-Star War Saint?"
Lu Xingchen was shocked.
"Not good!"
Suddenly!
Qin Feiyang’s expression changed.
With such a formidable battle, the Iron Bull Town below was likely already destroyed.
He immediately looked down at Iron Bull Town.
Sure enough!
Iron Bull Town had long disappeared, leaving only ruins!
Moreover, not a single living soul could be found on the ruins; bodies littered the ground, blood soaked the earth!
"Damn it!"
Qin Feiyang cursed under his breath, his speed abruptly escalating.
A few moments later.
He entered Iron Bull Town, landing on the shattered street, walking through.
Everywhere he went, there were mutilated corpses, the smell of blood filling the air!
"Why harm these innocent people..."
Qin Feiyang’s hands gradually clenched tightly.
Although he had lived in Iron Bull Town for only five years, he had formed deep feelings for the people and things here.
Moreover.
Most people living in Iron Bull Town were ordinary folks without the strength to truss a chicken.
Not even sparing the ordinary people, too excessive!
Finally.
He stopped in front of a ruined house.
This was Zhao Shuang’er’s home!
When he returned, he passed by here, taking a few glances; every face was adorned with a simple smile.
But now.
Everything was gone, leaving only ruins and broken walls.
"Why..."
He walked in slowly, corpses could be seen everywhere, blood flowing on the ground, still steaming, like hell itself, shocking to behold!
Suddenly!
He quickened his pace, walking up to an old man.
The old man was aged, lying in a pool of blood, a beam pressing on him, already lifeless.
"Grandpa Zhao, I’m sorry I came too late..."
Qin Feiyang crouched beside the old man, his face full of guilt and remorse.
The old man was Zhao Shuang’er’s grandfather.
Since Ling Yunfei, Lo Qingzhu, Zhao Shuang’er, and Feng Ling’er died, he hadn’t cared for the families of the four.
Like Ling Yunfei’s mother, Liu Zhi.
Like Lo Qingzhu’s mother Lo Qianxue, and Feng Ling’er’s grandpa.
Though Feng Ling’er’s grandpa had died, he had always remembered.
Yet this old man alone, he had almost forgotten.
Before.
He hadn’t thought much of it.
But now, looking at the old man’s eyes that wouldn’t close in death, the blood-soaked body, a wave of regret surged uncontrollably in his heart.
Why didn’t he think of so much before? Why feel remorse only after losing?
Qin Feiyang slowly extended his hand, closing the old man’s eyes, looking up at the young man in white and the Black Iron Army!
"Today..."
"None of you shall leave!"
He let out a long roar, carrying with it rolling Saint Prestige, soaring into the sky!
"Hmm?"
"How come there’s another Qin Feiyang!"
The Black Iron Army, battling the young man in white, all revealed traces of surprise.
At the same time.
The young man in white also looked at Qin Feiyang, without any surprise, slightly raising the corner of his mouth before turning and quickly fleeing into the sky.
Qin Feiyang waved his hand, red Sword Qi surged, forty strands of Sword Qi shot to the sky, the already almost depleted Black Iron Army, perished entirely, blood staining the sky!
Boom!
Immediately following.
He pointed his index finger in mid-air, sending a burst of Battle Intent crashing into Iron Bull Town below.
With a thunderous sound, the whole Iron Bull Town suddenly collapsed into the ground, finally becoming a giant tomb!
"I will bring back his head, to accompany you as you rest in peace!"
Qin Feiyang murmured, then employed Phantom Step, chasing the young man in white.
"Wait for me."
Lu Xingchen glanced at the tomb below, frowned, and quickly followed.

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