Chapter 162: Time to hit the road, Fushan

The laughter shook the heavens and earth. The majestic divine shadow reached out, extending tens of thousands of meters in the blink of an eye, transforming into a giant palm as if to grasp Qin Jiang and the True Spirit Phantom behind him in one go.

The Jinyu Pavilion Master and the other two breathed a sigh of relief in unison. They hadn't expected that Marshal Fushan was actually watching the battle from the Mo Sea.

Now that the Marshal's True Spirit had acted, there was no longer any danger of death.

On the walls of Wanghai City, the Third Elder, He Feiyun, collapsed to the ground. A slight bulge appeared on his forehead, turning blood-red, and his mouth became sharp.

He was already losing control and was about to reveal his true form.

"My Lord, what should we do? Should we flee first?" the Wanghai City Magistrate asked.

He Feiyun couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Flee? Where to? Do you think you can escape under the eyes of a True God?"

It was over; there was no saving them. A True God had personally entered the fray, and the outcome was already locked.

"Hahahaha! Fushan! You've finally come!"

The wild laughter resounded through the heavens and earth. He Feiyun looked at the front in disbelief, seeing Qin Jiang's 72-zhang divine body swell again, transforming into an 81-zhang giant.

It blotted out the sky and sun, like an ancient barbarian god descending into the world! Behind him, the illusory True Spirit Phantom solidified in an instant, raising its hand to directly grab Fushan's True Spirit arm.

"Come!"

Qin Jiang shouted, and the True Spirit erupted with massive force, directly pulling Fushan's True Spirit into a stagger, after which it flew uncontrollably toward the Mo Sea shore, dragging his true divine body along with it.

Fushan's expression changed drastically. A True God! It's a True God! How is this possible!

Not good! It's a trap! This is a trap aimed at him! His divine sense dissipated, carefully sensing every corner of the surroundings, but he found nothing.

No other True God?! He looked fiercely at Qin Jiang, divine power surging and pouring entirely into his right arm.

Instantly, golden patterns appeared on his right arm, with golden light spots pulsing on them, moving faster and faster.

Rip—! Fushan violently tore off his True Spirit's right arm and threw it heavily toward Qin Jiang, after which he fled toward the East Sea.

Sensing the dangerous aura coming from the arm, Qin Jiang was not surprised. His other True Spirit arm raised, reaching toward Fushan's True Spirit arm like a golden bell clamping down.

Dong—!!! The violent explosion collided with the golden bell, emitting a deafening toll. If that True Spirit arm had been allowed to self-destruct without obstruction, let alone this Mo Sea shore, even Wanghai City would have been razed to the ground!

This is the power of a True God, enough to change the landscape of mountains and rivers! Crack, crack, crack!

Cracks appeared on the golden bell, and then it shattered, but the shockwave from the True Spirit arm's explosion had also dissipated.

The Jinyu Pavilion Master watched the aftermath of the explosion with eyes about to split. A True God! A True God! He is a True God!

Die! He will definitely die! Without any hesitation, he retreated directly, his speed so fast that he left behind streaks of afterimages. The Red Phoenix Division Master and the Seventh-Rank Divine Martial artist from the army also reacted and fled in different directions.

Someone will definitely die, but if they split up, someone might survive!

Qin Jiang sneered, his eyes cold.

The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl flew out, its light flaring, and the barrier outside Wanghai City expanded instantly, enveloping Fushan's figure within.

Then, the True Spirit behind him waved its hand, instantly sweeping over the Jinyu Pavilion Master and the other two.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Three muffled sounds, and three blood mists glowing with strange divine light dissipated in the wind.

"Fushan, we've just met, why are you leaving already?"

A cold laugh rang in Fushan's ear. Fushan, who had already fled near the barrier, ignored it. His severed True Spirit arm recovered as before, condensing into a battle axe, and he hacked ruthlessly at the barrier.

The fierce force hacked onto the barrier, emitting a sound like breathing underwater.

Blue ripples swayed slightly on the barrier, and then there was no other anomaly. "Don't waste your effort, you can't get away." Qin Jiang's figure moved forward slowly, carrying a sense of oppression.

Fushan closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then turned around slowly, holding the giant axe and looking at Qin Jiang.

"You and I are both True Gods; you cannot kill me. Why not let me go? Now that your Great Xia already has three True Gods, before your Immortal Ancestor passes away, my Huai Kingdom will not attack again."

The reason their Huai Kingdom attacked Great Xia was nothing more than for resources and the Immortal Dao heritage of Great Xia's Immortal Ancestor.

The most important thing was the heritage of Great Xia's Immortal Ancestor, which was something that could allow their Huai Kingdom's Immortal Ancestor to take a step further.

The purpose of attacking Great Xia's cities was actually just to cover their tracks, to confirm the state of Great Xia's Immortal Ancestor.

If they could act, their Huai Kingdom's Immortal Ancestor would strike with thunderous momentum and slay Great Xia's Immortal Ancestor!

At that time, it would be the beginning of their Huai Kingdom's rise! If they lost a True God before then, it would be too much of a pity.

Qin Jiang's eyes held a smile. "I don't really care whether your Huai Kingdom attacks or not; I'll just kill as many as come. What I'm interested in is killing you today."

As he spoke, the True Spirit behind him merged with his physical body. Golden patterns appeared on his skin, with blackness faintly glowing at the edges of the patterns.

Fushan's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but grip the giant axe in his hand tighter.

"It is extremely difficult for True Gods to determine life and death. Not to mention that you may not be able to kill me, even if you really have the strength, I can destroy Wanghai City before you kill me! Don't force me to slaughter civilians!"

Qin Jiang laughed out loud. "Threatening me? You can try."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and rushed, raising his right arm high and smashing down with a fist.

Fushan's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected Qin Jiang to be so decisive.

The giant axe slashed diagonally, tearing the space, and the sand on the shore was swept up.

Hum~ A thin, high-pitched humming vibrated. His pupils shrank sharply, as if he had seen something incredible.

He saw the back of Qin Jiang's fist collide with the blade of the giant axe, but the giant axe did not cause any damage to Qin Jiang; instead, the edge of the axe itself had cracked in some places.

This was a True Divine Artifact! He had nurtured it for hundreds of years, a genuine True Divine Artifact!

How could it be blocked by a flesh-and-blood body?!

Qin Jiang raised an eyebrow, his mountain-like head tilted slightly, and he directly flipped his hand to grasp the axe blade, then exerted force violently.

Clang! Half of the giant axe's blade was twisted off.

Fushan's face revealed panic, and he hurriedly retreated, his path blocked by the barrier behind him.

"You! You! You are not human! You are a monster!"

Holding half of the axe blade, Qin Jiang shook his head slightly; he had overestimated the strength of a True God.

It was nothing more than this.

"Truly disappointing, Fushan, you are too weak. Prepare to hit the road."

As he spoke, he raised his right arm horizontally, and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl landed in his palm.

He flipped his palm, and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl transformed into a mass of dark blue liquid, slowly growing into a long strip, and finally transforming into a dark blue battle halberd.

"Don't, don't kill me! I can trade information for my life! I can tell you the location of the Huai King! He has already killed the Huai Emperor, and now that the Immortal Ancestor is in seclusion, if he is killed, the Huai Kingdom will inevitably fall into internal chaos!"

Fushan looked at Qin Jiang, his eyes anxious and hopeful. He still had a thousand years of lifespan; he even had a chance to impact True Immortal in the future! How could he die here! Qin Jiang did not speak, holding the battle halberd above his head. The Cloud of Will above Wanghai City seemed to sense something, and a wisp of pale white cloud Qi floated over, wrapping around the battle halberd.

"Time to hit the road, Fushan."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 163 =====