Qing Kong Da Ya, in his arrogance, believed himself to be the pinnacle of existence, utterly disregarding Ming Zhi Tian. He lost.
But even without underestimating his opponent, he still couldn't defeat Ming Zhi Tian; it was only a matter of time.
Ming Zhi Tian grabbed him, "You could have comfortably hidden in your lair and weathered the winter, but you chose to court death. Very well, I shall grant your wish."
"Crack! ......"
"No!!! .................!"
"Father! ... Grandfather..."
Qing Kong Da Ya, in his eighty-plus years of life, had endured hardship to become a peak Martial God. Now, he was killed by Ming Zhi Tian in under a minute.
Unprecedented, both in the past and the future, Ming Zhi Tian's name would now be known throughout the world.
This was because, typically, the same peak Martial Gods would only fight to a draw; outright kills were impossible, which was why Martial God experts usually didn't take action lightly.
Under the watchful eyes of many, Ming Zhi Tian openly dialed a number: "Hello? Wang Guo, Qing Kong Da Ya has been killed by me. Next, you should know what to do."
Excited words came from the phone: "What? Brother Zhi Tian, are you serious?!"
Ming Zhi Tian frowned slightly, "What? Am I trying to deceive you?"
"No, no, no, that's not it. I'm just too excited. Okay, I'll send people over immediately to take over Qing Kong family's various industries. Thank you, Brother Zhi Tian!"
With Qing Kong Da Ya dead, apart from the remaining deterrence of the Eight Astral Constellations, Qing Kong Yue Zhang was like a hollow shell.
Moreover, the Eight Astral Constellations had already been heavily injured by Ming Zhi Tian. Even as several stages of the Martial King Grandmaster realm, they struggled against a few Sky Ascended cultivators.
Qing Kong Yue Zhang collapsed to the ground, his family's empire crumbling in his hands. He was unwilling.
Qing Kong Lan Xi wanted to approach Ming Zhi Tian, to beg him...
"Stop. You and I were never from the same world. We could have been friends, but alas, your very birthplace was a mistake," Ming Zhi Tian said, each word striking Qing Kong Lan Xi speechless.
After this encounter with two Great Heavenly Cycle realm experts, Ming Zhi Tian advanced to the late stage of the Great Heavenly Cycle.
......
The sky began to drizzle. Miao Hai City was destined to be restless tonight; blood-red stained the entire Qing Kong family branch. The slaughter continued to unfold.
After one night, the Eight Astral Constellations ceased to exist. The Qing Kong family was annexed by the Wang family, becoming the number one major family in Miao Hai City.
Qing Kong Yue Zhang died. Qing Kong Xuan Lang and Qing Kong Lan Xi went missing...
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"Beep, beep, beep...: 'Hello? Zhi Tian? My master wishes to see you.'"
Fan Miao Miao personally drove a golden horse King OL to take Ming Zhi Tian to a secluded mountain. The spiritual energy here was dense, a sacred land for martial cultivation.
Along the way, they saw many traces of broken stones and ground depressions, making it easy to guess that Fan Miao Miao's master must be an unparalleled expert.
The mountain was too high for the car to ascend. Ming Zhi Tian, disliking wasting time, scooped up Fan Miao Miao and flew upwards.
The mountain is high, the water flows, where there is wood, it is deep; where there are immortals, they are renowned. The Heavenly Strategy flourishes, with the river as its court.
At the summit stood a slender old man in white, hands behind his back. His white hair was vigorous, and his immortal aura moved without wind.
Hearing someone approach, the old man laughed heartily, "You have come?"
Fan Miao Miao bowed respectfully, "Master, Zhi Tian has arrived."
The old man turned, his face kind and approachable, yet inscrutable. He gazed intently at Ming Zhi Tian.
The two faced each other for a moment. The old man waved his hand, "You may go. I have matters to discuss with Mr. Ming alone."
Fan Miao Miao glanced at Ming Zhi Tian, then said respectfully, "Yes, Master." She then retreated.
Ming Zhi Tian's pupils widened slightly as he murmured, "Bei Dou... mid-stage!"