Chapter 383: Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, the Girl Confesses?

Just as he reached the horizon, an overwhelmingly domineering attack also intercepted and struck.

This was a true dragon—at the very least, bearing the might of someone above a Saint.

Jin Guang flashed in Jiang Nan's eyes; when paths crossed on a narrow road, he charged forward without hesitation.

One arm cradled the big Little Little Nannan, the other gripped the Heaven-Opening Axe, and he cleaved through heaven and earth with it.

When paths crossed on a narrow road, this Heaven-Opening Axe was even more useful.

One axe split open the path between life and death.

Ahead, the divine dragon roared, its attacks equally domineering beyond compare.

A brutally savage collision—void collapsed, a black hole was punched open.

He even charged straight into the black hole.

He had no idea how many clashes there had been—each one lasted only an instant.

When they reappeared, the darkness was gone, the shattered void was gone, the boundless killing intent was gone.

On a small path, the countryside was tranquil, a scene of utter peace.

The two had already left the Northern Domain of the Eastern Wastes, heading in different directions—well over a hundred thousand li away.

"Jiang Nan." The big Little Little Nannan's little face shifted; she was very worried about Jiang Nan.

That thing just now was an existence above a Saint, and probably not an ordinary Saint at that. Jiang Nan had brought her out through the slaughter, but he was also injured.

Jiang Nan also staggered slightly a couple of times.

"Still not enough," Jiang Nan said. "Didn't manage to kill that thing."

"Next time, then."

"I'm fine." Jiang Nan smiled. Even as he spoke, Shang Shi Yi Jing had recovered considerably.

Not to mention that the dragon seemed unwilling to chase out too far—even as an existence above a Saint, its speed was still a bit lacking compared to his.

"I know what that ancient relic is now."

"I'd guessed before, but the direction felt off. It must have been you… oh, later generations changed its location." Jiang Nan smiled.

The Empress had changed its location in later generations, making it her own lifelong lair.

"The Ancient Chaotic Dragon Nest—Wan Longchao," Jiang Nan said.

A Dao ground left behind by the ancient emperors of the Primordial Era, by ten thousand emperors.

However, Wan Longhuang was not there. After his self-slash, he was slumbering within the Taichu Ancient Mine forbidden zone.

At the same time, from within the ancient relic behind them came a third, even more terrifying shockwave.

A dragon's cry shook the nine heavens.

Just at that moment, someone behind them let out an angry snort; sword qi shrieked, and a longsword pierced the sky.

An invincible aura directly crushed all restraints and scattered all chaos.

Immortal qi drifted ethereally; an immortal sword shook the world.

It pierced through the firmament, suppressed reincarnation—the universe and all the heavens had to submit.

The Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty's Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon displayed its might, suppressing the dark and terrifying shockwave.

But it only suppressed it for a moment; then an even more terrifying might also emanated from within.

The Wan Dragon Bell howled long—it too was an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, its might of the same caliber, tolerating no suppression whatsoever.

It had been its casual shockwave earlier that had suppressed everything outside and shaken countless beings to death.

The moment the Wan Dragon Bell stirred, it transformed into a massive purple dragon, as if an ancient emperor had descended upon the world, looking down on all between heaven and earth.

The immortal sword also drifted ethereally, transforming into a domineering figure—the Emperor Weapon of the Feather Transformation Great Emperor, taking on his form as well.

Ancient emperors and great emperors faced off across time and space.

Neither would concede defeat—both were once invincible figures who had suppressed all the heavens in their respective eras.

Now that their masters were no longer present, the weapons each had left behind faced off, waging their invincible conquests in their stead.

Behind them were also old monsters from other holy lands; some also possessed Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons, though they had not yet activated their might.

Rumor had it that Wan Longhuang was not dead—he had merely self-slashed.

As for the Feather Transformation Great Emperor, the people of the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty all believed he could return, restore his invincibility, and lead them to wage war across the Immortal Domain with their entire race.

The specifics, no one knew.

On the Primordial Races' side, quite a few self-slashed ancient emperors were in various forbidden zones.

This place had originally been the dragon nest left behind by an ancient emperor.

In fact, some of the old monsters had also guessed it, but with so many holy lands present, they too pretended not to know and continued searching for good things.

After the two Extreme Dao weapons faced off for a moment, each simply returned and withdrew its aura.

It seemed they had reached some sort of agreement or something.

Both were Extreme Dao weapons; it was hard for either to gain any decisive result.

The matter thus ended anticlimactically, like a tiger's head and a snake's tail.

Those who hadn't died naturally all fled at the first moment, each seeing who could withdraw the fastest.

Even so, the casualties were countless.

When they had come, they were prodigies from every domain and great power from all paths—a mighty, magnificent host.

Those who got out could be counted on one hand.

A pile of Holy Sons and Holy Maidens were all gravely wounded, nearly wiped out completely on the spot—body and spirit destroyed, their bloodline vitality drained away, left behind as nourishment for Wan Longchao.

That was perhaps exactly Wan Longchao's plan.

Toss you a few small things, and one by one you all come running.

Once enough had gathered, leave behind your vitality to replenish the depletion of countless years of sealing.

Then, facing the standoff of Emperor Weapons, they did not annihilate the few remaining Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, nor did they engage in a hard clash.

They had already achieved many of their goals.

This time, suppressed by the Emperor Weapons, too many skilled experts were shocked to death inside.

Jiang Nan had sensed all of this before leaving.

The Supreme Emperor Weapons have awakened, and some old monsters have emerged; there is no need to leave anything behind.

One by one, these old monsters who severed their own paths, in order to prolong their lives, did not hesitate to stir up dark terror and chaos, annihilating the myriad races.

Even if they could only extend their lives by a single day, they would not hesitate for a moment.

The Cong Lin Fa has always been ruthless.

One's own strength is the only hard truth.

"Jiang Nan, are you really alright?" Little Little Nannan looked on.

"I'm fine," Jiang Nan said. "You should be able to feel it."

"We are so in tune with each other's minds."

"In this short time, I have fully recovered."

"My state is even better than before," Jiang Nan smiled.

"Me too," Little Little Nannan said.

"I... want to go back," Little Little Nannan said.

Some opponents, those who had hunted them, had even said they would not let them leave the Northern Region.

They have already walked out; instead, countless of those people died or were injured, and those who survived are in a wretched state, still lingering in the lands behind.

Let's see who cannot walk out.

It is not always only you who command the world, hunting and besieging us.