Chapter 394: Xing Xing Zi Mi of Travel, transcending time and space

The divine weapons each displayed ancient killing intent, all killing toward the Extreme Dao weapon that hadn't fully revived.

The Extreme Dao weapon was also very fierce.

Even if it hadn't revived, it wouldn't allow such weapons to provoke it.

The Great Emperor is invincible in the heavens; as Imperial weapons, they are also invincible among weapons.

This is the same pride as the Great Emperor.

It was indeed extremely powerful.

But still the same sentence: you haven't revived to the peak, nor are you in the hands of a Great Emperor.

Jiang Nan's divine weapons and fierce weapons broke one after another.

But they also blocked countless Imperial weapon killing intents.

The next moment, the void trembled, and his figure blurred and disappeared.

The Imperial weapon locked onto a million miles, the Saint sealed a million miles, but neither could seal him.

In an instant, Jiang Nan had blurred to the end of the million miles, and with another blur, he was completely gone.

The two Saints roared and chased, their speed also extremely fast, chasing very far, but there was no trace at all.

They found that the other side's speed was really faster than theirs.

"Xing Xing Zi Mi of Travel," the thousand-armed God Demon snorted coldly.

"Is it that fast?" As a Primordial creature, he had also broken out of the seal and had truly existed for a longer time.

He had seen the Xing Xing Zi Mi of Travel, but it didn't seem to be this fast.

It's fine if you are dominant at the same level, but your realm is much worse than ours; how can you be faster than us?

A Saint is truly transcendent; we have already transcended, and no matter how many methods the kid has, he doesn't have it.

They weren't just at the first heaven of the Saint realm.

And the Xing Xing Zi Mi of Travel didn't lack extreme speed movement techniques that could compete with it at the same level.

There is no supernatural power that is truly invincible.

"This kid is abnormal; it's hard to say his origin," the Feathered Saint said indifferently.

"I have to say, his grasp of supernatural powers is very precise, better than ordinary people."

"Or rather, this technique suits him."

Extreme speed requires a powerful divine body and perfect coordination in all aspects; it's not enough to be powerful in one aspect, and Jiang Nan coordinated extremely well.

No weak points, no shortcomings, no places that affected his performance.

Everything was comprehensively evolved.

"Doesn't your Feathered side like to slice and study various divine bodies? You're also pursuing the secret of immortality; how is the research going?"

"What physique does he belong to?"

"Fellow Daoist is joking; my Feathered side does normal research, nothing else," the Feathered Saint said indifferently.

"I'll take it as I believe you," the thousand-armed God Demon sneered; we are at this level, we know each other's roots, and you're still pretending?

Humans are indeed hypocritical.

"If you don't want to study, fine. When I catch the kid, I'll slice, peel, and study him well—body and soul, all peeled," the thousand-armed God Demon sneered.

"Fellow Daoist, you must be careful. This child's speed of cultivation progress is too abnormal; be careful not to be counter-killed."

"Don't worry about it; I'm not one of those trash below the Saint level," the thousand-armed God Demon said.

They were all skeptical: was Jiang Nan some old geezer who ate some divine medicine or practiced some secret technique, just recovering his strength?

No one could progress this fast.

But after close-quarters combat, they were all clear: this was a young bloodline, not an old geezer.

Either he had shit luck and ate an Undying Divine Medicine, living a second life.

Or there was some ancient ruin that distorted time, where he practiced, confusing time.

Or some other secret.

No matter which, they were all covetous.

Even the first one—ate an Undying Divine Medicine.

Refining it into a pill would also be a priceless treasure.

An Undying Divine Medicine is enough for a Great Emperor Supreme to live another life; it's a treasure that Great Emperor Supremes crave.

Throughout history, Great Emperor Supremes have been invincible in the nine heavens and ten earths, but not everyone has obtained one and lived another life.

It shows how precious and rare it is.

This thing is also something you can't seek even if you want to.

"My Feathered Heavenly Court has also issued a kill order, and we will also intervene," the Feathered Saint said indifferently.

"Then let's rely on our own methods," the thousand-armed God Demon said.

"We can cooperate," the Feathered Saint said.

"This time we had an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon and didn't leave him behind; next time we must arrange it well."

This time they actually discovered something wrong and attacked hastily.

They thought it would be easy, but didn't expect him to run away.

It didn't cause much loss to the other side, at most a few weapons at the end.

Their side suffered heavy casualties.

The Emperor even died.

This was a naked slap in the face, a humiliation.

It was also a great loss to the Heavenly Court's majesty.

They must powerfully execute the little thief to restore majesty.

"The Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon wasn't fully triggered because we were reluctant."

"And we were guarding against each other."

"Next time, I'll be alone, with no one to disturb, and I'll be able to kill him better," the thousand-armed God Demon was arrogant and disappeared as soon as the black wind moved.

"Primordial races are indeed all arrogant, and their brains aren't bright," the Feathered Saint glanced and left as he walked.

Saying people are arrogant, in reality, their Feathered Divine Dynasty is the most arrogant on the human side.

Sometimes they aren't even as good as others; others are arrogant toward the outside, looking down on humans and demons, while they are arrogant toward the inside, also looking down on humans, and befriending Primordial Imperial clans toward the outside.

People left, and the Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon's power naturally withdrew.

The one controlling it was a Half-Saint expert.

Also a former Emperor, a noble figure of the Feathered Divine Dynasty's direct line.

The Saint battlefield pressure dissipated, and the Extreme Dao weapon killing intent withdrew.

The terrifying darkness covering the top of the head finally dissipated.

In the million-mile land, countless people breathed a long sigh of relief.

Everyone had the joy of survival; it was finally over.

Seeing the sun again, some cried with joy, some slumped weakly on the ground, their lower bodies already soaked.

Some were still drinking, as I said before.

Life and death are fated; there's no way.

Some continued to run.

This feeling, how to say, is like being on a plane; just now the plane malfunctioned, shaking violently, countless people were terrified, reacting differently.

Now the plane has stabilized.

Some people never dare to take a plane again.

So watching the fun really kills people.

Old generation figures have said it, but many young people don't believe it.

They haven't seen it; they are countless miles away, how could it kill people?

Now they know.

When a powerhouse is angry, they can destroy a million miles with a wave of their hand.

It's just that the Big Dipper is huge, boundless, and has many forbidden areas.

Forbidden areas don't allow being blown up either.

On ordinary planets, Saints can easily blow them up. ===== CHAPTER 395 =====