Chapter 546 - 545: That’s the Martial King’s Battle Spirit Stele

Chapter 546: Chapter 545: That’s the Martial King’s Battle Spirit Stele

Jiang Zuo said nothing in response to the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast’s excuses.

’What does this have to do with me?’

All he had to do was resolve the situation here.

Jiang Zuo then prepared to strike, once again using Cold Moon. At Tier Three, he could now wield Cold Moon with considerable skill.

Moreover, Cold Moon was completely unsealed. Facing the Tier Four Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast, Jiang Zuo didn’t feel he was at a disadvantage.

Unless the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast possessed some form of invincibility, an ordinary Tier Four was beneath his notice.

The Innate Two Qi could create the most opportune moments for him. With two such openings, Jiang Zuo had more than enough to suppress and kill the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast.

Jiang Zuo was about to make his move, but the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast didn’t care. In any case, *that person* hadn’t come. It was meaningless no matter who else showed up.

It could have asked him itself. All it would have taken was a single word from him—a command to guard the Spiritual Control Sect—and it would have done so willingly.

But he said nothing. He said nothing when he sealed it away. He left behind puppets, he left behind a legacy, but not a single word for it. How was that fair?

Why did it have to endure these endless ages of solitude?

The thought of this enraged the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast. It then looked at Jiang Zuo. ’It’s all this person’s fault.’

Before Jiang Zuo could make a move, the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast took the initiative and attacked.

Flames erupted from its body, and it vanished on the spot.

And Jiang Zuo likewise vanished from his spot.

When their figures reappeared, they had already crashed into each other.

BOOM!

BOOM!!

BOOM!!!

The figures of Jiang Zuo and the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast flickered in and out of existence. A powerful aura swept through the area, leaving a trail of devastation wherever they passed.

They clashed hundreds of times before finally separating to face each other.

Jiang Zuo’s Cold Moon radiated a frosty chill, while flames burned upon the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast’s body.

However, its flames had dimmed somewhat.

There were also scorch marks on Jiang Zuo’s clothes.

By comparison, Jiang Zuo was on the back foot.

But he hadn’t used his Innate Two Qi. Otherwise, the outcome would have been very different.

The Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast looked at Jiang Zuo, baring its teeth. This nut was tougher to crack than it had expected, but it was determined to crack it.

It would make this person pay a price. It would make them know pain, understand pain.

Jiang Zuo looked at the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast. ’How should I put this... The creature doesn’t understand what true cruelty is.’

’I suppose I’ll have to teach it.’

He would pressure it step by step, give it a glimmer of hope, and then slowly drive it to despair.

’If you’re going to go crazy, just go crazy. What’s the point of this half-crazed act?’

At this moment, Jiang Zuo took out the Battle Spirit Stele.

Meanwhile, the Old Beggar was still sitting comfortably on a rock, watching the show. He saw that Jiang Zuo and the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast were evenly matched.

"Tsk tsk, how impressive. A Tier Three challenging a Tier Four. Invincible within his tier and challenging those above it—the mark of a true prodigy.

"I just wonder how long it’ll take him to win," the Old Beggar said casually, munching on some Yongxi Flesh.

He didn’t seem to care much about who won or lost this duel.

In any case, he was probably just a spectator.

"Oh? Looks like he’s about to pull out a new trick?" the Old Beggar watched with great interest.

However, in the next moment, he froze completely.

He was so stunned that he didn’t even notice the Yongxi Flesh in his hand falling to the ground.

"No, impossible! How can this be?"

"The... The Battle Spirit Stele... how can he have it?"

"This is impossible."

At this moment, the Old Beggar’s breathing became ragged.

He was witnessing the impossible, seeing something unbelievable.

"Why? Why does he have it? That’s the Martial King’s! It’s the Martial King’s exclusive Sacred Artifact! Why does he have it?"

"What in the world happened? Did something happen all those years ago?"

The Old Beggar clutched his head in his hands, crying out in pain, "Remember, I have to remember! Something must have happened back then. At the very last moment, the Martial King must have done something."

"Otherwise, it wouldn’t be like this. What was it?"

The Old Beggar was in extreme agony, but he had no memory of that time. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn’t remember.

But he saw it—a glimpse of a towering figure, standing alone at the forefront.

And facing him were three dazzling individuals.

The final battle.

Yes, if something was to have happened, it must have occurred then.

But he couldn’t remember.

There was a disconnect between the person he was then and the person he was now. The memories he could grasp were too few.

Then he looked at Jiang Zuo again. He could clearly see that the Battle Spirit Stele was being wielded willingly.

"Who... who exactly is he? Is he connected to the Martial King?"

It was a question no one could answer for him.

He even hoped, just a little, that this person was the Martial King.

If that were the case, even if the Celestial Stele Divine War began anew, the Human Race would have nothing to fear.

It might even let *those people* once again experience the terror of being dominated by the Martial King.

But it was highly unlikely, because he had heard the Martial King say it himself.

There was no such thing as reincarnation in this world.

The Old Beggar collapsed onto the ground. "I won’t be able to rest in peace. Why did you have to let me see the Battle Spirit Stele?

"What in the world happened back then?"

Back on Jiang Zuo’s side, he was using the Battle Spirit Stele to systematically suppress the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast.

They now appeared to be evenly matched, but Jiang Zuo held an absolute advantage, forcing the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast onto the defensive.

Then, Jiang Zuo deliberately revealed an opening, intentionally cutting off his flow of Spiritual Qi and exposing a fatal flaw.

Seizing this moment would absolutely turn the tables.

So Jiang Zuo thought on the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast’s behalf.

And the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast thought exactly that. It had more than enough combat experience.

While their battle wasn’t overly flashy, a single moment could decide victory or defeat.

’If I seize this instant, my opponent will die, no matter what tricks he has up his sleeve.’

And so, the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast made its move.

Because its opponent definitely wouldn’t be able to react in time. It didn’t matter if the opening was real or fake; the result would be the same.

’I’ve won.’

But what the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast never could have expected was that just as it was about to successfully slay its opponent, its body suddenly froze.

To its even greater horror, it saw Jiang Zuo break into a wide, cruel grin.

That smile was filled with malevolence, as if everything had been orchestrated by him.

That smile was like a demon’s whisper in a nightmare: *I have come for your life.*

The Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast’s heart plummeted.

’I’m done for.’

Yes, its feeling was not wrong. At that moment, it clearly felt the icy chill of a blade piercing its heart.

Its first thought was, ’How did he know where my heart was?’

It was no ordinary Spirit Beast; its heart was naturally protected.

But it still couldn’t escape his strike.

Its heart was the source of its power. Now that its heart was destroyed, its power was rapidly draining away.

It felt that it was going to die.

’To die so pointlessly...’

’I can’t accept this!’

"I... I want to see... see him," the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast said weakly as it collapsed into a pool of its own blood.

Jiang Zuo looked at the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast and said nothing.

"Just one look... one look is all I ask. Let me voice one complaint to him.

"And tell him... I never wanted to betray the Spiritual Control Sect. I never wanted to harm the Spiritual Control Sect.

"I didn’t mean to."