Ch. 785 - Battle Against Gongsun Hongtian

After returning to the inn, Xu Zimo tied up Gongsun Tianxun, paying no attention to the current chaos in the Heavenly Bond Cult.

“Who exactly are you?” Young Master Tianxun asked, looking at Xu Zimo.

“You wouldn’t know even if I told you,” Xu Zimo shook his head.

“What do you want? I can give you anything,” Tianxun said, unwilling to give up. “No need to make this so hostile.”

“What I want, you can’t give,” Xu Zimo replied calmly.

He wasn’t in a rush, simply waiting for Gongsun Hongtian to show up. Normally, it would be nearly impossible to see him.

What was strange was that despite the kidnapping of Gongsun Tianxun, the Heavenly Bond Cult didn’t immediately retaliate. After a brief period of chaos, everything calmed down again.

Only, the area surrounding the Sun-Moon Inn where Xu Zimo stayed was now filled with spies.

…

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Bond Cult’s assembly hall, everything was in chaos.

The Young Master was the cult’s heir and Gongsun Hongtian’s only son, naturally of great importance.

Only the man seated at the head remained calm, tapping the armrest with his fingers.

“Enough, quiet down,” Gongsun Hongtian said calmly.

He wore a brown robe, and his red hair spread outward like a lion’s mane.

His appearance was imposing, exuding authority without anger.

His eyebrows were thick, and his voice heavy and firm.

“Sect Master, the top priority should be rescuing the Young Master,” an elder urged.

“Any leads on the people responsible?” Gongsun Hongtian asked.

“Still investigating, no clues yet,” someone replied.

“But according to our informants, they haven’t left the city. They’re still at the Sun-Moon Inn.”

“That’s good. Their target isn’t Tianxun. They won’t harm him for now,” Gongsun Hongtian replied.

“Before leaving, the man said you should meet him at the Sun-Moon Inn tomorrow,” another elder reported.

“He’s after me? Interesting,” Gongsun Hongtian said, shaking his head. “Then I’ll meet him tomorrow.”

…

The night passed without incident. Xu Zimo’s life remained unchanged, eating and drinking as usual.

By noon the next day, the area around Sun-Moon Inn had been cleared.

Residents were moved to the nearby marketplace.

At noon, a tall man slowly walked in.

He entered the inn, scanned the room, and saw Xu Zimo and the monk casually eating meat.

He walked over and sat opposite them.

“How should I address the two of you?” Gongsun Hongtian asked with a smile.

“Just nobodies. Our names aren’t worth mentioning,” Xu Zimo waved it off.

“Then may I ask what business you have with me? Or has my Heavenly Bond Cult offended you somehow?” Hongtian continued.

“No grudges. I just need to borrow your head,” Xu Zimo replied.

At those words, Hongtian’s eyes narrowed. Then he smiled and said, “In that case, you’ll need the strength to take it. Don’t think you can threaten me with my son.”

“You’re wrong. I never planned to use your son as leverage,” Xu Zimo said, waving his hand. “I just wanted to meet you. Otherwise, it’s almost impossible to see someone as busy as you.”

With a cold snort, Gongsun Hongtian struck out with his hand toward Xu Zimo.

Countless streams of spiritforce exploded from his palm. Xu Zimo wasn’t one to back down, he countered with a punch.

When fist met palm, powerful energies erupted all around.

Gongsun Hongtian was surprised by the force from Xu Zimo’s punch. His body was forced backward.

With a loud crash, the table between them shattered.

Hongtian stood up slowly and said, “I really underestimated you.”

This time, he didn’t hold back. A powerful aura erupted from him.

From the void behind his back, thick tentacles emerged.

Compared to Tianxun’s, these tentacles were much larger and the surrounding energy had almost solidified.

Unlike Tianxun’s basic emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, Hongtian’s cultivation was clearly on a deeper level.

Each tentacle had sentience and life.

They were imbued with immense power, transforming into blades, axes, or monstrous forms.

So many tentacles surged, tearing the entire inn apart and causing it to collapse.

Dust filled the air, and countless eyes turned toward the scene.

Four elderly men descended from the sky, each standing at a corner, guarding the area and preventing others from approaching.

“They’re the Four Guardians of the Heavenly Bond Cult,” someone whispered.

“With all four appearing, what’s happening?”

The guardians didn’t act. Their role was simply to isolate the battlefield and prevent interference.

…

As countless tentacles surged toward him, Xu Zimo drew Shadow Tyrant, unleashing waves of blade intent.

But these tentacles were incredibly tough, his strikes left no marks.

Xu Zimo didn’t dodge. He allowed the tentacles to attack.

A series of loud explosions rang out.

The floor beneath him shattered, and the tentacles slammed into his back.

Xu Zimo raised his head, expressionless, seemingly unfazed by pain.

Countless Power Vortexes swirled wildly within him.

Veins bulged on his hands as he grabbed two tentacles and violently flung them aside.

To Gongsun Hongtian’s shock, the tentacles were forcefully thrown away.

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed nearby.

Xu Zimo’s vision went black as a massive creature charged at him.

He was knocked flying dozens of meters before coming to a stop.

He stood up, stretching a bit.

Behind Gongsun Hongtian stood a colossal monster, towering between heaven and earth.

Xu Zimo had never seen anything like it before.

It resembled an octopus, with countless tentacles.

But it had a complete body, bald, muscular, constantly blowing bubbles, and emitting strange cries.

This was clearly Hongtian’s True Fate.

His True Fate had merged with his body. The tentacles behind him grew stronger.

Hongtian’s face contorted with ferocity as he charged at Xu Zimo.

“Heaven-Unity Three-Gates. Open!” Xu Zimo growled.

A beam of light descended from the sky, illuminating him, as both the Gate of Life and Gate of Eternity opened.

Xu Zimo’s energy surged like a raging sea, sweeping toward Gongsun Hongtian.

Gongsun Hongtian had at least the power of an Immortal Sovereign.

Every strike of his carried world-shaking force, tearing heaven and earth apart, shaking the entire Heavenly Bond City.

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