Chapter 111

At the same time as it vanished, the figure of the young man in white behind also exploded into fly ash.

Not leaving you all with even a single thought.

Lest some old geezers still have some heaven-defying means to bring him back to life.

As for the young man’s belongings, his sea of life had already been shattered, his vitality dissipated, and they had long since been swallowed and taken away by the phantom of the greedy wolf.

He was truly, damnably rich.

Everything here had already been completely shattered.

That strike of saintly might from the old geezer just now, though merely a casual gesture, was also impossible to resist.

It destroyed everything.

And incidentally destroyed how many people as well.

The great powers had all fled, several half-step great powers had died, and they were filled with terror and grievance.

Those cultivators who hadn't run far, or those who had ideas of picking up bargains in the chaos but lacked trump cards, were all wiped out.

Only the Light Son and his group had slipped away early; had they been in the middle of it just now, they likely would have suffered some losses.

Some of them had trump cards that might have withstood a blow or two from a great power.

But a saint is not to be mentioned in the same breath.

Below the saint, all are ants.

It was too terrifying here; with a saint having struck, for a time there was no one left.

The silence was terrifying.

Thus, when Jiang Nan struck just now, no one knew, and no one saw.

The humanoid divine medicine.

Jiang Nan strode over to that side.

Thankfully, it was still there.

When he had run toward this side just now, it wasn't exactly in this direction; he had deviated slightly.

It was precisely by borrowing the aftershock of the golden palm from that phantom saintly old man that the defenses and array patterns here were shattered seven or eight parts out of ten, yet not everything was pulverized.

The humanoid divine medicine was still inside.

He had already analyzed much of this place before, and with his powerful comprehension, he analyzed the might of the golden palm.

In an instant, multitasking, he calculated everything.

The result was also without a single flaw.

Whatever defenses or array patterns there were, they had all been blasted open.

As for the little that remained, Jiang Nan raised his hand without any obstruction and shattered them directly.

The humanoid divine medicine was in hand.

Never mind holding it in his hand; the moment he shattered the final array pattern, just taking a single sniff made him want to be intoxicated.

There was too much pure energy and the beauty of the Dao.

An indescribable comfort.

Jiang Nan decisively threw it into his sea of life space.

If he hadn't returned in time, that phantom of the saintly old geezer would certainly have taken this divine medicine.

Jiang Nan did not linger, looking at this scarred and battered stone-gambling workshop.

Much was broken, but since they were originally stones, even when broken, some energy remained.

Much was also not broken; there was nothing in the different directions.

Jiang Nan’s afterimages moved, the Secret of 'Xing' at extreme speed; in a trance, there were clones everywhere.

The dark vortex and the phantom of the greedy wolf swept everything clean wherever they passed.

At the same time, Jiang Nan was multitasking.

Looking into the distance, those great powers were about to fight their way back.

They were all very strong, only falling short when facing a saint.

He had seen before that the saint was only a phantom of divine sense, and now it seemed to be gone.

Those coming included great demons and ancient races... all extremely fierce.

They simply wanted to snatch the humanoid divine medicine.

The Wanfu Sacred Ground had already prepared, but they hadn't expected anyone to be so bold.

They were a sacred ground; it had been a long time since anyone dared to provoke them like this.

Those great demons, ancient races, and even the experts in the shadows... were all nearing the end of their lifespans.

If they didn't make a desperate attempt now, they would sit and die; they were all going to die anyway.

And the humanoid divine medicine could extend their lifespans.

With more lifespan, not only could they live, but they might have a chance to advance further.

Whenever one advances, lifespan increases significantly, and more opportunities arise.

With more opportunities, advancing again leads to even more opportunities... this is a virtuous cycle.

All of this requires lifespan; one must stay alive.

If one is going to die anyway, how can one not go crazy?

Either die or continue... a very simple choice.

So what if it's a sacred ground? Who cares about that?

Even if hunted by the sacred ground, one must first stay alive.

Only by staying alive is there a chance.

Peerless great demons and ancient races... many were already fierce and unreasonable.

At this time, what else was there to worry about?

They killed their way back once more.

The great powers of the sacred ground couldn't stop them either; there were fewer of them.

Moreover, the opponents were all fighting for their lives with suicidal tactics, and they didn't want to fight that way.

The opponents' end was near; as long as they blocked them this time, the opponents would die anyway.

They were not in that position, so why fight to the death?

If they didn't fight, it would be even harder to gain an advantage.

Of course, as a sacred ground, they also had saints.

But as mentioned before, to a saint, nothing is important except themselves.

They are generally too lazy to participate in anything.

If they participated in every little thing, they wouldn't need to cultivate themselves or pursue the Dao.

And if you participate, the opponent will also have existences of the same level.

Demonic energy rolled, devilish might was vast, all great terrors... they were fighting over again.

"Too bad, you're too late." Jiang Nan had already finished collecting; he hadn't left them even a hair.

None of them were good things; the saint's phantom viewed everyone as ants, including them.

And they also viewed the people below as ants, destroying countless with casual aftershocks.

When he turned back stronger, he would kill them all.

Jiang Nan stepped away, his phantom like an illusion, and he was already gone.

Behind him, the five elements were inverted, yin and yang were chaotic, the dark vortex was there, and baleful energy filled the ground... no traces remained.

His transformation by the Eight-Nine Profound Art had already changed his aura as well.

His strength wasn't enough yet, so he made some fine-tuning.

Passing by the place where he had killed the young man in white earlier, Jiang Nan still felt some regret.

He had killed those few.

The big man Gao Yi and the sharp-tongued woman Bai Young Lady and their group were not here this time.

Otherwise, he would have killed them all together.

During the chaos earlier, they had scattered and run, not staying together.

Gao Yi and the others also had self-awareness; the young man had a late-stage Dragon Transformation expert as an old servant, but when things really happened, he wouldn't care about them.

He might even throw them out to block.

It was better to run for their own lives.