Chapter 689 Spear of Thorns

Laughter echoed through the grand hall.

Zhang Liang grabbed Shen Lan Ni's fiery red hair and sneered, "Ren Yuan Hao, if it weren't for this woman, we wouldn't be in this situation, would we? I don't regret it at all. I can't thank you enough. I've already stepped into the divine realm, a height mortals cannot reach. You could say this woman made us three. Doesn't this woman deserve to die?"

Ren Yuan Hao's mind flashed back to their first meeting, his very first mission. From that moment, the wheel of destiny began to turn, until now, it had culminated in an inescapable enmity.

"Ren Yuan Hao, if you put down your sword and beg me, perhaps I can find another woman to substitute for her sacrifice. Don't you like her a lot? Aren't you willing to do anything for her? Come on, get on your knees!"

As Zhang Liang spoke, he extended his sharp mechanical claw to Shen Lan Ni's neck!

"It seems there's nothing left to discuss. The enmity between us three is indeed too deep. It's an all-out war."

Ren Yuan Hao did not lower Fen Chuan, but instead pointed it directly at Zhang Liang's head, his gaze sharp and cold.

"So all those damn sweet words were fake. Ren Yuan Hao, you're a hypocrite. Fine, if you want to see her die, I'll grant you your wish!"

Just as Zhang Liang was about to tighten his claws, Ren Yuan Hao suddenly roared, and a powerful suction force pulled Zhang Liang and Guan Xi Shun away from Shen Lan Ni.

The situation escalated rapidly. Zhang Liang, with his special ability, managed to stabilize himself immediately. However, Guan Xi Shun had no ability to resist at all and was directly pulled towards Ren Yuan Hao.

With a flash, Ren Yuan Hao's sword was at Guan Xi Shun's throat. He then forcefully pressed him to kneel on the ground, the cold glint of the blade hanging above, its chill cutting directly into his skin.

"Now, it seems we both have hostages. Are you sure you want to make a move?"

Ren Yuan Hao's blade moved a fraction closer to Guan Xi Shun's neck.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang snorted and said, "It's always 'when the cunning rabbit is dead, the hunting dogs are cooked.' Ren Yuan Hao, your bargaining chip isn't heavy enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Xi Shun's face turned deathly pale.

"Bastard! Zhang Liang, have you forgotten who rescued you from certain death? Who gave you a new life? Who gave you such immense power! Do you want all the people of the Lionheart Group to be disheartened by you!"

Zhang Liang let out a chilling laugh. "Lionheart Group? What use do you have for them now? Money? Power? Or your self-proclaimed technology? Guan Xi Shun, don't think too highly of yourself, or you'll fall easily."

Guan Xi Shun's expression changed from pale to flushed, and then he laughed almost through gritted teeth, "Hahaha, good thing we didn't put the ultimate experiment on you. Someone as calculating as you, to achieve your goals... I actually guessed this day would come, but I didn't expect it to arrive sooner than I imagined!"

"Ultimate experiment?" Zhang Liang frowned slightly.

"That's right. That is the only ruler this world should have, the only God. You are merely products of the old era! One blinded by hatred, the other struggling with trivial emotions and bonds. A true God treats all things as straw dogs, existing without any prejudice! You are not worthy!"

Guan Xi Shun's words sent a shiver down Ren Yuan Hao's spine.

Because this person spoke the truth. What does a person fear the most? It's weakness, of course. With weakness, one becomes constrained. But to cast aside all weaknesses and obsessions, that is the true divine realm.

However, whether divine or not, what did it have to do with him, Ren Yuan Hao? All along, he just wanted to protect those he cared about. He just wanted to be recognized. That was all.

The sword at Guan Xi Shun's throat loosened slightly. He said with self-mockery, "Not everyone wants to be number one. Born human, I never thought of usurping the status of God. I've always been just a person. My sword only dances for mortals. Whoever your planned God may be, if they dare to kill wantonly, Ren Yuan Hao will, even if it means being utterly destroyed, still draw his sword against God!"

Ren Yuan Hao's words resounded like thunderous waves in the great hall.

"Hahaha, you make me laugh! To draw your sword for mere ants, you truly are presumptuous to have such peerless abilities. But soon, your abilities will all be mine!"

Zhang Liang's laughter drowned out Ren Yuan Hao's echo. His clenched mechanical arm already slashed towards Shen Lan Ni's neck!

"How dare you!"

Ren Yuan Hao's face turned deathly pale. He abandoned Guan Xi Shun and sent his fierce sword Fen Chuan, like a bolt of lightning, towards Zhang Liang.

But the distance between them was too great. Even Fen Chuan, such a fierce sword, couldn't stop Zhang Liang's action! Dafeng Novel Network

"No!"

Ren Yuan Hao was on the verge of madness, his blood-red eyes slowly consuming his golden pupils!

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. A small katana forged from a hundred refined steels pierced directly through Zhang Liang's abdomen, forcing him back several steps!

"Sister! Wake up!"

Ren Yuan Hao was pulled back from the abyss by this voice. He looked intently and saw Shen Yun Shu, who had been unconscious, had somehow broken free of her restraints. With her katana, at the last possible moment, she blocked Zhang Liang's killing blow.

"Shen Yun Shu! You're asking for death!"

Zhang Liang lunged ferociously. Shen Yun Shu was immediately sent flying by Zhang Liang's palm, spitting blood. She appeared to have sustained a fatal injury. Just then, Ren Yuan Hao seized the opportunity. Fen Chuan, as if sensing his intent, flew back into his hand. With a move from the Tian Chi Swordplay called "Wildfire Prarie Fire," he directly bisected Zhang Liang!

However, Ren Yuan Hao did not let down his guard, as he felt that this sword strike had missed its target.

"So close. If I hadn't intentionally exposed a flaw, I would have truly died by your hand."

Zhang Liang, using some obscure and strange secret technique, had escaped this fatal blow. More terrifyingly, Shen Yun Shu, whom he now stood upon, her blood was flowing in a strange manner, all converging onto an inconspicuous brick.

"Brother, it's the Spear of Thorns, forged by Heluo, as famous as the number one sword in the world! Quickly, quickly stop him!"

The old man, struggling to survive, had crawled with great difficulty into the hall. After saying this, he breathed his last. Ren Yuan Hao gritted his teeth, tightened his grip on Fen Chuan, and executed the almost perfect "Drunken Heart Gazing Moon" footwork, pointing his sword directly at Zhang Liang's face.

But at this very instant, an ancient spear slowly rose from beneath the ground. It appeared unadorned, yet everyone could feel its terrifying pressure.

Zhang Liang grasped the spear and directly blocked Ren Yuan Hao's attack with its shaft!

"Now, you have the number one fierce sword, and I have the number one spear, plus the sea as my Rúoshui body. Ren Yuan Hao, what do you have to fight me with!"