Unparalleled Martial God

The horizon gradually brightened up. It seemed as if someone had painted the horizon in a pale green color. The light green turned pale yellow, and gradually, the light yellow turned crimson, crimson, and golden red.    

    

At this time, the sun slowly approached from the horizon. The first thing he saw were a corner, a circular arc, a semicircle, and a full circle — the figure of the sun once again appeared in the sky, shining with golden light.    

    

Ten thousand rays of golden light were cast towards the earth. The sky was now completely bright.    

    

The mountain forest in the heaven and earth lit up, as did the valleys and creeks. The surroundings were verdant and glistening as the sun illuminated the earth. It was yet another brand-new day.    

    

Golden Origin City, Huang Xiaodong Restaurant.    

    

Sunlight seeped in from the outside and landed on Chu Yang's body. He suddenly opened his eyes and within his eyes, it was as if the sun had just risen in the horizon. A burst of light exploded out like tens of thousands of rays of light.    

    

"Young master Chu!"    

    

Yang Ziming had been waiting at the side. When he saw Chu Yang wake up, he immediately greeted respectfully.    

    

"Let's go!" Chu Yang stood up, "Wait, you just need to be in charge of guiding the way. If I don't answer, don't bother with it."    

    

"Young master Chu, if you're not here yet, there's no need to rush." Yang Ziming quickly said.    

    

"Don't think too much into it. I just want to experience the path of a supreme assassin."    

    

Swish!    

    

Yang Ziming felt himself being carried away by Chu Yang in an instant. Like a giant golden roc with wings, he flew up into the sky and straight into the clouds. After that, he was shocked to discover that Chu Yang had really lowered his gaze.    

    

"This …"    

    

He did not know what to say as he asked himself, "Will this really work?"    

    

Yang Ziming felt that Chu Yang was too quick. He actually comprehended the art of assassins while flying.    

    

However, he didn't have time to think about it. Chu Yang's flying speed was extremely fast, but in an instant, he was almost out of the Gold Origin City. The direction he was flying in had completely deviated as he shouted, "Young master Chu, head west!"    

    

Once he said that, Yang Ziming suddenly realized that Chu Yang, who seemed to have been asleep, had suddenly changed his direction and was rapidly heading west.    

    

"Young Master Chu is heading towards this mountain range!"    

    

After leaving Gold Origin City, they quickly entered a mountain range. Yang Ziming was astonished to find that this was really possible! Wherever he pointed, Chu Yang would immediately fly to. There wasn't the slightest error in his movements, and his speed was extremely fast as well.    

    

While Chu Yang was meditating on the sword technique, it was as though he had entered into a deep sleep. To be able to do this, it was truly amazing, truly shocking.    

    

"# $% # $!" Seeing Yang Ziming's look of shock and admiration, Xiao Wu immediately cursed, "What are you shocked about? Do you really think this thing is that powerful? I, the grandpa monkey, am controlling it."    

    

Very soon, a small village in the depths of the mountains appeared in their line of sight.    

    

"Boss, we're almost there!"    

    

Before Yang Ziming could say anything, Little Five had already woken Chu Yang up.    

    

"Have we arrived?"    

    

Chu Yang asked Yang Ziming before he even opened his eyes.    

    

"We should be considered to have arrived."    

    

Yang Ziming's voice was filled with anger. When Chu Yang opened his eyes, he understood a little: It seemed like a small mountain village had been devastated by a strong hurricane. All the houses had collapsed, almost to the ground.    

    

"A village like this, surrounded by mountains, where did this hurricane come from?"    

    

This was extremely unreasonable.    

    

Chu Yang's pupils constricted and he quickly flew down. After sensing everything carefully, the collapsed village was completely devoid of chickens, dogs, and livestock. He did not even see a single person.    

    

In the mountain village, there was not a single sound. It was as if a place of death.