Chapter 192

"Provoke my Holy Land, and whether you flee to the ends of the earth or the corners of the sea, you shall all die."

"Haha, then come." Wild laughter erupted recklessly. "Perhaps you will be the first to die."

On the brutal battlefield, a half-step Great Being had already bled out and fallen, beheaded.

"Damn it." Jiang Nan narrowed his eyes and was forced to retreat further.

Disrupting his rhythm, yet once disrupted, it seems easier to act.

But these fellows' realms are far too high, making things somewhat difficult to handle.

The Light God's Son and the others have already fled.

Even they dare not stand beneath a crumbling wall; one can see the terror of the killing intent here.

Shi Potian and the others have also left.

Before departing, they even called for Jiang Nan to join, but in the chaos, Jiang Nan failed to keep up.

Jiang Nan's Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils swept across; with the speed of the Xing Zi Mi, if the attacks were not targeted at him but merely residual waves, he could still dodge them.

He also snatched a pile of fine stone materials and tossed them into his spatial storage.

But it is still too chaotic.

He glanced toward the direction of the humanoid divine medicine behind him; the fighting there was fiercest, and the battle situation was still escalating.

It is no longer just one Great Being acting.

Great Beings from the Holy Land side have also arrived to reinforce.

Even more fearsome demonic weapons are being wielded by someone.

In the Ancient Desolate Era, there were truly so many experts and so many demonic weapons.

It is not good to go over and participate.

Jiang Nan, puzzled, decided to avoid the sharp edge first.

Everyone on this side has already fled; those with inferior strength became collateral damage, and a whole bunch perished.

Deep within the chaotic smoke and war, a figure in white robes, spotless and unstained, wore an expression of arrogance.

At a time like this, he still maintains a pose that is very proud, very fastidious.

It was indeed the white-robed youth, Xiao Yu, from before.

A descendant of an Old Sage from the Tian Gang Holy Land, a descendant deeply cherished.

The stronger the existence, the less they care about disciples, descendants, or bloodlines; they only fight for themselves on that supreme path, the path of immortality.

Everything else can be discarded; it is all fleeting clouds.

They are all very indifferent.

They have lived for many years, seen everything, and become indifferent to everything.

Many descendants do not know how many generations there are; the number of people is uncountable.

If they die, how many die, they often do not care.

Only a few might care; this young man is a descendant the Old Sage particularly favored.

This is also one of the reasons many are wary.

"Young Master, we must leave this place quickly." Two old servants looked at the sky, very worried.

Did you not see that all those Holy Sons, Holy Daughters, and various talented youths have already run away?

You may question them on other matters, but you cannot question their strength and judgment.

One by one, they roam all regions, invincible at their own level; even if elder figures secretly ambushed and killed them, they all lived on just fine.

Not only are they powerful, but they are also full of schemes.

They fear no battle at their own level, but facing some old fellows who have lived for thousands of years, with realms currently lagging by many levels, avoiding the sharp edge is the wise choice.

"Jiang Nan, I am displeased; I will surely kill this person." Xiao Yu said.

"Young Master, we will handle it." The old servant said.

"No need to say more; I have my own judgment."

"I must kill this person with my own hands, shatter his divine body, and crush his pride." Xiao Yu said in a calm voice.

The two old servants were also helpless. "We will guard the Young Master."

"Rest assured, I will kill him with full force; it will not take long." Xiao Yu said arrogantly.

Jiang Nan had just moved a bit further away but was still looking back, concerned about what was happening behind.

Someone blocked his path.

"You make me very unhappy; today I will kill you." The white-robed youth Xiao Yu held his nose higher than the sky, his eyes cold and arrogant.

"You do not even have the chance to kneel and become a servant."

Jiang Nan came running; his speed was already not slow. Without saying a word, he vanished.

"Want to run?" Xiao Yu snorted coldly, looking down on him.

Dare not even fight, yet still want to run.

He thought too much.

When paths cross on a narrow road, Jiang Nan wasted no words and attacked directly.

"Young Master, be careful." The two old servants noticed.

Xiao Yu also noticed; his eyes held cold light. "A bit of courage; come then..."

"You return; I said I will kill him with my own hands." Xiao Yu was very dissatisfied that the two old servants had actually rushed out to attack.

Jiang Nan was cold; killing intent erupted in an instant, and his speed doubled.

His figure twisted the void; the Dao traces resonated in curves, making one's teeth ache from how unreal it seemed.

This was merely the speed of the Xing Zi Mi.

The power of Great Yin, formless and substance-less, the Ultimate Yin Killing Art, erodes body and soul.

At the same time, an ancient spear appeared in his hand, increasing the killing intent countless times over.

This was a Saint Weapon, a weapon of calamity; even though damaged and not reaching the full might of a true peak Saint Weapon, it was incomparable to ordinary Spirit Weapons woven from Dao and principles.

In an instant of extreme intensity, the killing intent was boundless.

The two old servants had sensed something amiss, which was why they rushed up to kill.

Yet when they truly engaged, their faces changed repeatedly, their bodies and minds trembled, they roared continuously, and were forced to fight for life and death.

In a single exchange, one old servant was pierced through by the spear, then his figure exploded, shattering all vitality.

The remaining one, eyes bulging as if about to split, followed in his companion's footsteps.

They did not even use their Divine Abilities or hidden moves; they could not block this killing intent at its peak.

Even unto death, they refused to believe; they were Late Stage of Dragon Transformation experts, and although not at the peak of Dragon Transformation, they were extremely powerful.

In a sect like the Disha Sect, they were at the level of Supreme Elders.

Even in the Tian Gang Holy Land, their status was not low.

They had willingly followed the Old Saint.

Many people still envied this position.

A Four Extremes Second Secret Realm? No matter how talented they were, they did not take such people seriously.

The gap in realms was too great; perhaps at the same level, we would not be able to take down a genius like you.

But you must first manage to grow up.

You offended someone you should not have; being strangled is your fate.

They acted without any courtesy, yet in a single exchange, they were instantly killed.

This simply could not happen.

Even the legendary God Ban realm, the invincible God Ban that Great Emperors mastered in their youth to surpass levels, could at most surpass nine small realms.

They surpassed ten small realms.

They never expected such an ending, thinking they would casually slaughter.

Instead, they were the ones slaughtered.

Of course, the God Ban mentioned here refers to a God Ban achieved purely through one's own Divine Abilities to kill across levels.

Jiang Nan held a weapon of calamity; this counts as borrowing external objects and cannot be included in this Fan Chou.

Su Zhan Su Jue; I am too lazy to argue with you.

I still need to find a chance to take the Divine Medicine behind you, and there are many other good things.

What kind of things are you? Do you even deserve to disrupt my plans?

The two old fellows sensed something amiss but originally did not pay much attention.