Unparalleled Martial God

Chu Yang was struggling like a sun at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain. Every time he tried to break free, the stone tablet would suddenly become extremely heavy. With a dong sound, the stone tablet suppressed him on the ground again.    

"I will get my revenge on those who kill the birds!"    

Roaring was useless, Chu Yang immediately surrendered. His mana turned into a small white flag. Holding it in his hand, he waved it, "Bird-slayer, I surrender!"    

"Ha ha!"    

The pretty adonis immediately exploded into laughter. "Fellow Daoist, this little white flag is quite creative, haha!"    

"Ah, ah, ah!"    

The donkey also had a face full of smiles. Raising the small white flag in surrender seemed like it could learn a thing or two.    

"I'm convinced!" The scholarly middle-aged man also had a smile on his face. He was very experienced in dealing with scum like Chu Yang.    

"The little white flag represents my heart."    

"I'm asking if you've taken it. Don't be petty."    

"I'm convinced!"    

Chu Yang didn't even use his chance. But at this time, the refined middle-aged man waved his hand and the stone tablet gently landed on the ground. It was no different from a normal stone tablet.    

The monolith was naturally not special, but a refined middle-aged man could make the monolith special.    

A refined middle-aged man was at least the cultivation of a Great Emperor.    

"There are truly as many saints as dogs. Great Emperor is everywhere!" Chu Yang was depressed. What he had guessed at East Continent was not wrong at all. It hadn't been long since he had arrived at Central State and he had already met such a great emperor.    

Not to mention anything else, there were at least three emperors in front of him — short old men. If they could ride a donkey with the cultivation of a Great Emperor, then they would be even more terrifying.    

"When can I, the serf, turn around and sing 'brother'? The road is too long!"    

He temporarily tossed these thoughts to the back of his head and glanced at the stone tablet. He then said to the refined middle-aged man: "Bird slaying genius, this great genius is so amazing and unrivalled, how can one stone tablet be enough? "At least ten monoliths, a hundred monoliths is still not enough. A thousand monoliths is more than enough …"    

"No!"    

The scholarly middle-aged man was very clear of Chu Yang's methods, so he ordered, "Leave your name, immediately!"    

"Can I understand that you're jealous? You're not as awe-inspiring as I am —"    

The elegant middle-aged man glared and Chu Yang immediately shut his mouth. He changed the topic, pointed at the Wonder Gate Road and said, "This genius wants to leave his name there, so that he can show the uniqueness of this genius."    

"As long as you have the ability!"    

The mysterious sect was protected by a strange force inside of Saint Ruler Mountain. It could not be moved at all.    

"You said it."    

Chu Yang walked straight in front of the Gate of Wonders, causing an uproar once again.    

When Chu Yang used his hand as a brush to write the words, they were all shocked and felt that it was extremely unimaginable.    

When they saw the words that Chu Yang had written, their shocked expressions slowly became strange.    

The Six Paths of the Eight Desolations was supreme!    

Unrivaled in the world, as lonely as the snow!    

He said it horizontally — Song Tangming!    

The gate was like the main gate of the Chu Yang family, they could be attached at will.    

"Beautiful pretty boy, did you see that?"    

Chu Yang was elated, he pointed at the Wonder Gate and said with disdain, "No matter how beautiful your face is, is it of any use?"    

"Let me tell you, this is what you call quality, this is what you call specifications! This great genius once again emphasized: "I ask you to take note, do not ever call yourself someone from the same world in front of me, you and this great genius are not on the same level!"    

"Song Tang Ming, don't be so arrogant. If I go crazy, even I'll be afraid."    

"Don't learn from me."    

"Bullshit!"    

The adonis stomped his foot again. From a distance, his spittle seemed to spray onto Chu Yang's face.