Chapter 308

"Is this a poem?" The old man said.

"That's not important," Jiang Nan said.

"Yes, it's not important," the old man said, coughing twice; he had been holding it in, and now his state was even worse.

"My time is up."

"Young man, come, I'll give you my inheritance."

The old man waved his hand, and a pile of things appeared behind him.

"These external objects were used to impact the realm before, there aren't many left... and some divine abilities, and even a remnant of the Xing Xing Zi Mi, one of the Nine Secrets; young man, come closer, I will pass it to you."

"Old man, shouldn't you take a rest?" Jiang Nan said.

"My time has come; I'm afraid it's too late," the old man shook his head.

"Alright, take it easy," Jiang Nan said.

Big Nannan watched from behind and didn't say much.

Jiang Nan walked over quickly, wanting to support the old man who was about to fall.

Just at this moment, he vanished suddenly; the Xing Xing Zi Mi almost ignored time, and the war halberd in his hand split the heavens and earth, already reaching the old man's head.

At the same time, Big Nannan behind him evolved a black hole, sweeping over with destructive force.

The two had a tacit understanding, a meeting of minds; they didn't even need to look at each other to understand one another.

The old man was also stunned, then roared, and a turtle shell shield appeared above his head, which transformed into many, protecting himself airtight.

Then came the violent roar, and mushroom clouds rolled.

Deep in the smoke, the old man's turtle shell had shattered, and he was lying in the depths of the large pit they had created.

Coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

Without waiting for anything, Jiang Nan attacked again.

In the pit, the smoke was chaotic, and the old man roared repeatedly, only to be beaten out again.

One arm was already gone, one leg was broken, and his whole body was cracked in many places; he couldn't even stand up.

Jiang Nan walked out of the smoke, and Big Nannan also blocked the old man's retreat on the other side.

The old man growled, staring at Jiang Nan with resentment, "Why?"

"Why? You damn well ask yourself," Jiang Nan said with contempt.

"I don't think there were any flaws," the old man said; he was also puzzled.

He was so kind, gentle, and dying, one ring after another; didn't you really look forward to the divine ability inheritance, and even one of the legendary Nine Secrets?

Even if you were suspicious, you couldn't just kill him to death.

Weren't you afraid of killing the wrong person? Weren't you afraid of not getting the inheritance?

It was just that his kind charisma also used a lot of subtle divine sense, which was what he was best at.

It would make people naturally relax their vigilance.

"You are too confident; where? They were all flaws, okay?" Jiang Nan said.

"We just arrived, and your time just happened to be up."

"But you're right, you are up; isn't that right?" Jiang Nan walked over with the war halberd.

"This is what I calculated for you before; I said your forehead was black, you had a disaster of blood, and your life was not long."

"Look how accurate I was," Jiang Nan said.

"Just because of this?" The old man growled; did this count as a flaw?

"I told you, there were many, they were all flaws," Jiang Nan said.

"Saint Cang Kong passed away, so people came to seek treasures," Jiang Nan said, "He should have indeed kicked the bucket."

"At least you are definitely not him; you are too weak, at most a Peak Great Expert, and now you are half-dead."

"You must have been reckless and fallen into a desperate situation set up by Saint Cang Kong to prevent enemies."

"I am old, my blood is withered, my time is up, and my realm has regressed; it's possible."

"It is possible," Jiang Nan said.

"Then why did you attack directly?" The old man said.

"Even if you were a Saint, this formation was ill-intentioned, so I just killed you."

"Taking advantage of your illness to take your life is very reasonable," Jiang Nan said.

The old man roared, full of unwillingness.

Jiang Nan walked over and slapped him to death in one go.

"These things are really not much," Jiang Nan looked at the things the old man had taken out before.

"Did you really think we haven't seen the world? Sending away beggars."

The things the old man took out might have made a normal Half-Step Great Expert hot-blooded; they were actually quite a lot.

But the two of them had obtained more along the way, so these could only be considered ordinary.

An old Saint, you took out this little bit; do you think it's right?

"He should just be an old fogey who perhaps entered earlier than all of us; after all, it is rumored that Saint Cang Kong passed away some years ago, but the dojo was only discovered now; perhaps he discovered it long ago."

"As a result, he fell into some desperate situation of Saint Cang Kong; he himself came to seek opportunities, and without opportunities, he suffered losses; perhaps that's how it is," Jiang Nan said.

"And he wanted to use some evil method to take us down, or something else."

He thought the old man might have had some good things, and he was subduing, refining, or inheriting them, and didn't want them to be discovered.

Jiang Nan had checked, and there wasn't any...

Then he was coveting something of theirs.

"I checked and deduced it; the old fogey should have indeed just woken up, and his state was very bad."

"He didn't peek at us before."

"Otherwise we would have discovered it," Jiang Nan said.

"He hadn't woken up before and was in a strange, lifeless state, which is why we didn't perceive his existence."

"Oh," Big Nannan said.

Before, what happened to us? Nothing, right.

"Time to go," Jiang Nan said.

"The old rabbit has three burrows; since we've gone deep, we can explore a bit," Jiang Nan said.

Big Nannan nodded; she had the same thought.

"The old rabbit should really be dead, right?" Jiang Nan said.

"Should be dead," Big Nannan said.

"I really didn't feel any Saint's Dao traces," Jiang Nan said.

"By the way, I have quite a few Saint-level weapons here; you pick a few," Jiang Nan said.

"I have some too," Big Nannan said; Saint weapons are hard to subdue, but with her Devouring Heaven Magic Art, she can slowly erode and collect them.

"Then pick a few suitable ones," Jiang Nan laughed.

"Girl, tell me, how have you been living during this time?"

"Just cultivating and fighting along the way," the girl said.

"Don't sneak away by yourself in the future; if you want to do something, just tell me."

"You want to walk your own path, naturally you can."

"Oh," the girl chuckled.

The two walked side by side, and under the sunset, their silhouettes drifted further and further away.

Afterwards, they crossed again and disappeared into the void, to different parts of the Saint's dojo.

"That place just now, it was like a painting... it wouldn't really be a world in a painting, would it?" Jiang Nan looked back and said.

"A painting world reflected by a Saint King's Sea of Wheels vision?" Jiang Nan said.

"There is reality and there is a painting; a quiet place, perhaps it is also where he once retreated to cultivate."

"It's quite flashy," Jiang Nan said.

He usually doesn't bother to use his Sea of Wheels painting.

Wherever the battle goes, just do it.

It can be primordial chaos, gods and demons dancing, it can be yin and yang, the sun and moon shining together, it can be a black hole vortex, devouring the starry sky, it can be the Great Dao of nature, nature is for me... wherever the battle goes, I am invincible.

"Be careful, this place has many ancient formations and fields set up," Jiang Nan said.

"There's nothing, but there are many backhands."