Chapter 110

"I'm fine." Jiang Nan smiled, "Just dust from the battlefield."

"Go take a bath," Jiang Nan said, "Wash up well, I'll be back in a while."

"Be good." Jiang Nan stroked the girl's hair, then vanished into the void again.

Time waits for no one.

Locked by the Great Dao, was there no way to shake it off?

Jiang Nan changed worlds in an instant, crossing time and space, shaking it off easily.

Over there, he had also scrambled the battlefield, overturning the Five Elements and Yin and Yang, making it impossible to detect anything.

At most, they would think he had some divine ability or external trump card.

That time with Xiong Ba and the others, it was because they had been careless in the past, happened to be seen, and were then cornered.

They hadn't mastered any rules or means of reversal yet.

There were several people in the group who could open doors for him; he could go to any of them.

He was most familiar with Jiang Huoshui, his own woman, so he came here.

The Ancient World, at the stone gambling workshop.

Everything had been shattered and destroyed.

Behind him, the white-clad youth Xiao Yu watched—was it over just like that?

This was the might of a true powerhouse.

No matter how strong your divine body is, or how fast your speed, before true Saintly might, you are but an ant.

He was unwilling to accept this; he wanted to kill him with his own hands.

But he had to admit, it was humiliating; just now, his heart had been in chaos, and he had indeed lost.

If the ancestor hadn't come, he might have died here too.

If his heart hadn't been in chaos, he wouldn't accept it... if they fought again, he wouldn't lose.

Suddenly, the white-clad youth Xiao Yu’s eyes widened.

He saw, deep within the mushroom cloud, a black dot flash in an instant—an extreme cold light, man and weapon as one.

That was the ancient Saint-weapon spear, and it was Jiang Nan.

He wasn't dead yet.

Not only was he not dead, but the spear struck like a dragon, with endless killing intent, actually attacking the Saint ancestor head-on.

Was he crazy?

An ant, daring to provoke a Saint.

He had never even dared to have such a thought.

At least, not before reaching this level, never.

"Hmm?" The Saint’s phantom turned its head, looking indifferent.

"Presumptuous." The phantom snorted coldly.

"Old thing, still acting cool? I'll finish you off." Jiang Nan snorted coldly, his momentum wild.

An extreme impact; one strike wasn't enough, so he struck ten thousand times in an instant.

Amidst the extreme chaos, the void collapsed once more.

The old man’s phantom dimmed rapidly, then dissipated.

Jiang Nan’s brain was immensely powerful in comprehension; he had already analyzed it just now.

Even if your Saintly might is unfathomable and your magic power is vast, this was merely a wisp of divine sense.

It only had the power of one strike, and it had already finished acting cool just now.

Perhaps there was still a bit of power left, but Jiang Nan wasn't very afraid anymore.

He had many divine abilities, and he held a Saint-weapon in his hand, though it was damaged and its power discounted.

But this extremely tiny wisp of divine sense, already consumed, really wasn't that impressive.

I'll destroy you and analyze the power of a Saint.

He couldn't come back too late, or the things he was looking forward to would be gone.

It had to be now; quick battle, quick decision, destroy your phantom.

"Little thief, no matter who you are, your clan will be annihilated."

"You dare kill my descendant, I will destroy ten of your territories."

"Idiot." Jiang Nan’s phantom materialized, already at the side of the white-clad youth.

"You say I dare to kill you?" Jiang Nan said calmly.

The white-clad youth was still stunned and bewildered; the ancestor had been killed?

Even if it was just a phantom of divine sense, in his heart, it was inviolable.

"I really overestimated you; I actually thought you were barely a match."

"Killing you and grabbing your things might have taken a bit of effort."

"I thought too much." Jiang Nan said.

"You, you killed the ancestor..."

"It's quite obvious." Jiang Nan’s phantom had already vanished.

"Ah... I will kill you..." The youth’s eyes turned red, filled with hatred.

Partly for the ancestor, but even more for himself.

He was the most fastidious, and now he was covered in filth.

Saintly light erupted from his whole body again, and his forbidden power soared once more.

Jiang Nan shattered it with a single strike.

"You... you are not my grandfather..."

"I am your grandfather." Jiang Nan said, "Oh, wait, I'm not; I don't have an unfilial descendant like you."

"Ah, ah... you deserve to die."

"You are Jiang Nan, that demon from Nanling."

"It's me, oh, you're the demon's grandfather." Jiang Nan said.

"Kneel and accept your death." The youth was crazed, recognizing that Jiang Nan was the person he looked down on the most.

That made it even more impossible for him to lose.

He had said before that he would make him kneel.

The divine ability and Saintly light became even more chaotic, and then completely dissipated.

Jiang Nan struck from the air, stepping down on his head.

It was as humiliating as it could get.

Of course, it wasn't specifically to humiliate him; Jiang Nan just had this unrestrained fighting style.

If you're unhappy, I'm very happy.

That way, you have more openings.

This was absolute battlefield awareness; no need to think, it was just the fighting direction most suited to him.

"You are not even as good as a chicken or a dog; killing you is easier than killing a dog." Jiang Nan’s voice fell.

The Greedy Wolf phantom and Jiang Chen’s divine ability, the Dark Vortex, swept over and devoured him.

Since he had recognized him, he would use this method to destroy him.

The chaotic Saintly light energy was all devoured and turned into his own.

The youth stood frozen in place, his vitality completely extinguished.

In the end, there was still resentment and unwillingness.

Before, in the restaurant, he had spouted nonsense, calling him a Nanling demon, a chicken or a dog.

It was still yesterday, still in his ears.

Now, he wanted to roar back, but he couldn't even roar.

Was he going to die?

No, he couldn't die; he was a peerless genius, he was going to suppress all the Saint sons and geniuses of the ten thousand races, and become a supreme powerhouse.

"Your reaction..." Jiang Nan was very disdainful.

Only now do you remember to be afraid.

Jiang Nan’s phantom vanished, having already left.