Chapter 448

The entire process shattered in an instant, and that instant was all it took.

The Jin Chida Great Peng King was repeatedly struck with critical blows, quickly withering from his initial pride into a frantic flight.

The ferocity of their clash was so intense that many experts of the same realm took notice.

Jiang Nan did not pursue further, as multiple auras were already spying on him, even locking onto him.

Then, three killing intents descended from above to strike him down.

One was the Heaven-Locking Array Pattern, the Absolute Heaven Killing Formation.

One was a palm force like a tsunami, crushing everything.

One was a Dao diagram like the Milky Way, seeking to draw him inside.

All were the might of Sages.

Some techniques required no deep look to recognize; they were familiar ones, methods of the Sacred Lands.

There was definitely one from the Feathered Immortal Divine Dynasty, others from the Sacred Lands, those with grudges against those families, and the other two as well.

Jiang Nan's momentum was at its peak, showing no fear whatsoever.

With one hand, his Battle-Fighting Fist Intent shattered the palm force.

With the other, his War Halberd pierced through the Milky Way.

Afterward, he moved with extreme speed, slaughtering through the Heaven-Locking Array Pattern, and stepped forward to kill right before that person.

He forcibly punched the hidden void out of existence.

This was a white-haired old man, looking on coldly, as killing intent and array patterns reformed around him.

Before they could fully coalesce, Jiang Nan was clearly still ahead, yet the space behind him exploded.

The array patterns twisted, and chaos became disordered.

In an instant, they separated; the white-haired old man retreated, and Jiang Nan also withdrew.

The moment they withdrew, killing intents continued to follow them.

However, none could catch up; over there, everything just blurred, and then nothing remained.

"A bunch of old bastards, you're useless," Jiang Nan sneered.

Behind him, cold snorts erupted as they all pursued.

It wasn't just these three; there were many more.

These three were merely the first to strike.

"This ancient tomb is a legacy of a Quasi-Emperor; I feel it's not an ordinary Quasi-Emperor," Jiang Nan said as he stepped through space-time, also analyzing the ruins of this ancient tomb.

Earlier, he had sensed many field arrays and killing intent zones where even he could not wander recklessly.

If he could not, then these fellows could not either.

"Is there somewhere even more fierce, where even a Sage could be trapped?" Jiang Nan searched.

However, these old fellows were each extremely shrewd.

Not easily lured into traps.

Ahead, he walked with steps transcending limits; behind, a whole group could only eat dust.

Even if all were transcendent, he was faster, especially with reversed speed.

Transcending the speed of light still requires acceleration; his acceleration and reversed turns were even faster.

This was the advantage of powerful blood qi and perfect movement techniques.

You merely reached the realm; it is only the speed of transcendence.

Old bastards.

Still, they cannot be underestimated; reaching the realm is the foundation.

His realm is still lacking a thread.

Sages have strengths and weaknesses; there are nine heavens, and among them, there are likely powerful ones.

One must be more careful; beware of old schemers above the Sage realm striking unexpectedly.

Such fellows, exceeding by so much, would bring great trouble.

0 flowers requested.

"Eh?" Jiang Nan grinned.

He stepped down to the bottom.

Not only did he find a good place, but he also met someone.

Fortune turns like a water wheel.

"Amitabha, junior brother... you, how did you come here?" Ahead stood a small fat monk in white robes; who else could it be but Zhen Cheng?

Previously, he had brought many enemies, hoping Jiang Nan would help share the burden so he could escape.

Now I have brought some too; let's share them together.

"Go to hell, junior brother," Jiang Nan said, his face instantly darkening.

Jiang Nan rushed up, wanting to beat him severely.

The white-robed little monk was slippery; he twisted aside to dodge and left a pile of fields for Jiang Nan.

He had studied this place for a long time.

Jiang Nan saw through it at a glance and stepped past it as well.

"Junior brother... hehe, well, if you don't wish to join the Ruwofu Sect, I won't force you," Zhen Cheng smiled.

"Brother Jiang, you truly possess great wisdom roots and are very suited to cultivate in the Ruwofu Sect."

"Get lost," Jiang Nan said. "You're a fake monk anyway."

"Whatever scams or deceptions you've pulled over there, or how many tombs you've dug, give me ninety percent; I'll let the past go." Jiang Nan spoke.

"Junior brother, you misunderstood me."

"Still calling me junior brother? I'll kill you."

"Wow, Brother Jiang, stop! There's an unparalleled killing formation here..." Zhen Cheng jumped away, the space before him folding and twisting.

"How's the Zhen Fa research coming along?" Jiang Nan asked.

"Still researching, Brother Jiang. You seem to understand these things too; let's join forces," Zhen Cheng smiled. "With us brothers working together, we'll surely dig up this grave..."

"Heh, not brothers, just brothers. Call me Brother Jiang, okay?" Zhen Cheng saw Jiang Nan's unfriendly expression.

"So, you won't die easily?" Jiang Nan said.

"What do you intend to do?" Zhen Cheng grew wary.

"Be careful, don't get killed. Later, I'll have to pin you down and slice you up for research."

"Don't get beaten into dust, leaving not even a hair behind," Jiang Nan kindly warned.

"What do you mean? Damn it..." Zhen Cheng spoke, then suddenly looked up.

Outside, boundless killing intent filled the air; the sky collapsed, darkness fell, and terror and destruction were everywhere.

"Junior brother, no, brother, big brother... I'm only a Half-Sage! I have small arms and legs. Last time, it wasn't my fault; who knew those old fellows would happen to chase after us?" Zhen Cheng was nearly crying. "You can't do this to me."

"My enemies are at least normal, but yours... damn it, who can stand against them?" Zhen Cheng's face turned green.

These were Sages filling the sky.

"Believe in yourself; you can do it."

"I say you can, so you can." Jiang Nan smiled, then his figure blurred and vanished instantly.

Zhen Cheng also continuously threw out a pile of life-saving trump cards, trying to shake the void and even warp space-time to flee.

Then everything collapsed, crushing him out; even his life-saving trump cards were crushed.

There was no way to escape.

"Wow, esteemed elders, great masters, you've got it wrong! I'm Zhen Cheng, a simple, handsome, beloved little Monk! That treacherous, belly-black, perverted brat ran long ago... Go chase him!"

"Don't let him escape."

"He went that way! Chase quickly!"

"Jiang Nan, that little thief, ran down below."

"This little bald head deserves to die, daring to steal from our Sacred Ancestral Grave."

"Last time, he lingered near our Sacred Ancestral Grave, scouting it several times."

"Mine too."

"He snatched a little girl from my family's home and beat her to tears..."

"Kill them all."

"Crush this place to pieces."