Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 725 - 724: Just a Bit Sad

In an area spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, dozens of ruined sites bore testament to the massacres orchestrated by the Divine Clan. Among them lay an Ancient City…

Zhang Heng, from the younger generation of the Zhang Family, had once valiantly resisted here. However, the gap in strength was simply too great, and he ultimately met a tragic end.

When Zhang Ziyu returned from his travels and inadvertently passed by this place, atop the ruins stood an ethereal woman. Her figure was tall and slender, her skin fair, and her long dress fluttered in the gentle breeze, making her seem utterly out of place amidst the desolation.

She was not from the Zhang Family, however—just a woman from a minor sect, named Han Li.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Ziyu's voice came from behind her.

Turning reflexively, Han Li smiled faintly. "I came to see him."

Him!

Zhang Heng!

Zhang Ziyu felt a jolt in his heart, a sudden tightness in his chest.

Han Li smiled. "When he fought in the great battle against the Divine Clan, I was watching from a distance. Zhang Heng was too stubborn; I knew I couldn't stop him, so… I witnessed the entire process with my own eyes."

Her smile was peculiar—not radiant, but filled with a deep, indescribable sadness.

She had once said that someday she would pry open that heart as unyielding as stone, but alas… she never reached that day.

When Zhang Heng confronted the Goddess, when he waged war against the Divine Clan, she was always behind him.

She had wanted to rush forward but was held back.

Powerless.

"He was such a blockhead…"

"He always said he wanted to use his own blood to awaken the fighting spirit of the Human Clan."

"But from ancient times until now, countless members of the Human Clan have died tragic deaths at the hands of the Divine Clan. This 'fighting spirit'… it's hard to say if it truly…"

"After Zhang Heng fell, very few from your Zhang Family have come here," Han Li said, then fell silent.

She was thinking.

If Zhang Heng hadn't been so stubborn, perhaps he could have lived.

Invading powerhouses from the Divine Clan had deployed ancient Divine Skills. Such slaughter was not something he could withstand.

His attempt was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. The effect was negligible, even nonexistent.

In the end, wasn't it the Zhang Family's Ancestor who acted and shattered the Divine Clan's conspiracy?

The role Zhang Heng played was almost nil.

It was a tragedy.

Zhang Ziyu opened his mouth slightly. "The family is aware of him. The reason so few people have come is because the family's internal situation is not good. The higher-ups have started making their moves, and the Four Symbols Array is about to break. This event has far-reaching effects concerning the safety of the entire Human Clan, so…"

She lifted her head. "I know! I'm just a little sad."

"I'm sorry."

"It has nothing to do with you." She shook her head. "Zhang Heng's remains turned to ash and scattered between heaven and earth. Even in death, he is still guarding the Human Clan, although people might not need him."

"No! We all need him." Zhang Ziyu's gaze was resolute.

Is that so?

She did not object, a sense of calm enveloping her.

Perhaps with Zhang Heng's fall, her so-called aspirations would finally be realized?

Finally, she had pried open his heart, standing in its very place, listening to every beat.

Zhang Ziyu did not speak again. He simply watched her quietly. After a long time, he silently withdrew, unwilling to disturb her.

But something more had taken root in his heart; he had unwittingly inherited Zhang Heng's tenacity.

He would annihilate the Divine Clan.

As soon as he returned to the family, a crowd gathered around him, chattering noisily. The gist of it was, "Did you succeed?"

「Minutes later.」

Zhang Ziyu answered, "No!"

In an instant, the scene quieted. Everyone stared at him, mouths agape, breathing rapidly, in disbelief.

It actually failed?

The four great powers hadn't formed an alliance. What was to be done?

Tiger Land was about to rupture, the Four Symbols Array was on the verge of collapse! How could they act like this?

The Great Elder spoke up, "Explain yourself properly."

"I approached them with utmost sincerity, and what happened?" Zhang Ziyu began. "They started trying to attack me almost immediately! They claimed our Zhang Family is trash, the weakest of the Ancient Families. My heavens! That bunch is so arrogant. How could I possibly tolerate that? Of course not!"

"So they beat you up?"

"No, that's not it..."

"So? You ran away?"

Zhang Ziyu was dumbfounded.

"I knew those powers wouldn't act so easily! Fuck!" one man seethed. "Those selfish bastards! If I ever see them, I swear I'll make them taste my blade!"

"Right! Count me in."

"Damn it... How dare they humiliate our Zhang Family? Question our strength?"

"Right, Ziyu, did you manage to escape? You don't look hurt. Is it an internal injury?"

"It must be an internal injury! Three people attacked at once; how could Ziyu withstand that?"

"Wasn't Zhang Xiaoqing there too?"

"The three major powers also had people there! Zhang Xiaoqing was alone and outnumbered; she obviously couldn't beat them."

"Ah, so that's how it was. Perfectly reasonable."

"Sigh... you can't be blamed for this, Ziyu. Relax. Our Zhang Family didn't hold out much hope to begin with," an elder comforted him.

Zhang Ziyu was stunned by their words, his face flushing red as he struggled to hold back his exasperation. When they quieted down a bit, he finally said, "I gave them a good beating."

Everyone froze.

The room fell silent once more, everyone staring at Zhang Ziyu, thinking they had misheard.

Zhang Ziyu continued, "I crippled the Marquis and seriously injured a Great Saint of the Wu Family."

Holy shit?

"For real?" they exclaimed in shock.

"Of course, it's true!" Zhang Ziyu proudly declared.

"How did you do it?"

"Heh-heh..." At this, Mr. Zhang's Son of Fate Energy persona immediately surfaced. He rolled up his sleeves and began to enthusiastically recount his battle against the young geniuses of the three great powers.

Of course, his storytelling was certainly prone to exaggeration.

For instance...

According to him, the young geniuses of the three great powers—Nalan Hongying, Zhu Zibai, and the Marquis—attacked without a word, unleashing various murderous techniques and Divine Skills in full force.

That battle, he claimed, was earth-shattering, dimming the heavens and eclipsing the sun and moon. The entire battlefield trembled on the verge of collapse, thundering loudly.

When they joined forces, their attacks were so powerful, he boasted, they were almost on par with the later stages of the Great Saint Realm.

Even Zhang Xiaoqing couldn't withstand them, retreating step by step, and ultimately suffered grievous injuries. Fortunately, at the critical moment, *he* (Zhang Ziyu, in his own story) unleashed the Opening Heaven Sword Intent.

Blocking Nalan Hongying on the left and warding off Zhu Zibai on the right, *he* then struck the Marquis with Sword Dao that erupted from his mouth, severely wounding him.

Such a display, he implied, was naturally awe-inspiring.

Almost all the experts from the three great powers had participated in the battle. They had no choice, he explained, because *he*, Mr. Zhang, was so powerful. With his Opening Heaven Sword Intent unleashed, he was unrivaled and supremely dominant.

If the three great powers hadn't joined forces, who could have possibly threatened *him*?

But so what if they did?

*He*, Mr. Zhang, had stood alone against the multitude, never taking a single step back. One man and one sword, exuding an aura of righteousness that swept through them, he had made the experts of the three great powers turn pale.

"Hey, that's not right!" someone interjected. "Didn't you just say you *only* seriously injured the Wu Family's Great Saint?"

"Yeah! Yeah! How did it turn into three great powers now?"

"Oh, oh, oh! My mistake, I misspoke earlier." Zhang Ziyu's face flushed red.

"What about Zhang Xiaoqing?"

"She had something to take care of," Zhang Ziyu said, his expression suddenly serious. "Now, hold on. My battle against their combined forces lasted for several hours before I finally managed to repel the three great powers. And after that... guess what happened?"

"Quick, tell us! Did you, you know... *do something* to that Nalan Hongying woman?"

"Whoa? Ziyu, it couldn't be true, could it?"