Chapter 257: Entering the Desolate Realm

"Daoist Friend Jiang, rest assured, Wang can handle this; you just need to lead the way."

Noticing the suspicion in Jiang Xuan's eyes, Wang Jianqiang smiled without offering much explanation.

Seeing that Wang Jianqiang's mind was made up.

Jiang Xuan gritted her teeth.

In the end, she did not continue to persuade him.

However, she had already made up her mind in her heart.

If Wang Jianqiang were to be defeated, she would step in to rescue him.

As for Wang Jianqiang's fellow sect members.

She would be powerless to help them.

"Daoist Friend Wang, I shall accompany you as well."

Just as Wang Jianqiang and Jiang Xuan were about to set off, a flash of worry crossed Yang Wanxin's eyes, and she spoke, "Wanxin obtained a special method in that ruin; perhaps it can be of help to Daoist Friend Wang."

Hearing this, Wang Jianqiang smiled, "Very well."

Jiang Xuan's lips twitched, and a flash of helplessness crossed her eyes.

In front of that masked woman and Ji Ruan and the others, being able to protect Wang Jianqiang was already her limit.

If Yang Wanxin followed, it would only be to throw her life away.

She had no idea what kind of reliance this Wang Jianqiang actually had.

To be so arrogant!

Five hours later.

A group of three appeared at the edge of the square in the center of Desolate City, heading straight for the Desolate Realm Stele.

The next moment.

The three of them collided with the Desolate Realm Stele one after another.

Amidst a ripple of space, the three of them seemed to crash into water waves and vanished.

"Is this the Desolate Realm?"

It was Wang Jianqiang's first time entering the Desolate Realm.

After being teleported into the Desolate Realm, he could not help but observe his surroundings.

The sky was yellowish, and the air was permeated with a cold, gloomy aura.

There was no sun here, but strangely, this world had not fallen into Darkness Power because of it.

"Daoist Friend Wang, Fairy Yang, follow me."

To the side, Jiang Xuan looked at Wang Jianqiang and Yang Wanxin and took flight first.

Wang Jianqiang came back to his senses and nodded at Yang Wanxin.

He followed closely behind Jiang Xuan into the air.

The three had not flown far when a sound of breaking through the air suddenly arrived.

Immediately, over a dozen figures appeared.

They surrounded the three of them.

After the crowd surrounded Wang Jianqiang and the others, their gazes lingered on Yang Wanxin, and flashes of amazement crossed their eyes.

Then, they all looked at Wang Jianqiang, their expressions instantly becoming heated.

It was as if they were looking at a human-shaped treasure.

These were the very people who had witnessed Mu Lingxi and the others enter the Floating Pavilion that day.

Ever since their failed attempt to storm the Air Pavilion, they had returned to Desolate City.

The fact that Wang Jianqiang had obtained a Golden City Entry Mark was known to many and was no secret.

Moreover, as long as they were Cultivators from Shenfeng City, almost everyone knew what Wang Jianqiang looked like.

After making simple inquiries, they were pleasantly surprised to discover that Wang Jianqiang was indeed, as that woman had said, a recipient of a Golden City Entry Mark and was indeed a Pill Dao Specialty Cultivator.

The only thing that surprised them slightly was this.

This Wang Jianqiang was not only the number one in Pill Dao in Shenfeng City, but he had also obtained the number one spot on the Battle Stele of Shenfeng City.

However, this did not necessarily mean that Wang Jianqiang's strength was all that great.

Within this Desolate City, there were several hundred people who were number one on the Battle Stele; it was not rare.

And even among those who were number one on the Battle Stele.

The gap in strength was vast.

The number one of a Battle Stele from a city where the overall strength of Cultivators was weak might not even make the top three in some cities with great overall strength.

In their view.

This Shenfeng City must be a city where the overall strength of Cultivators was very poor.

Otherwise, how could a Pill Dao Specialty Cultivator have snatched the number one spot on the Battle Stele?

Therefore...

Wang Jianqiang being number one on the Battle Stele, other than indicating he was lucky, represented nothing else.

Jiang Xuan's gaze swept across the crowd, recognizing their identities, and her expression darkened, "Everyone, Jiang knows your intentions."

"Daoist Friend Wang is not the pushover you imagine him to be."

"We have urgent matters; move aside immediately."

Hearing Jiang Xuan's words, the crowd's gazes fell upon her once more.

Then, one after another, they revealed sneers.

"I recognize you; when the Air Pavilion appeared, you were also present."

"Heh, you certainly have a clever plan, wanting us to leave so you can swallow Wang Jianqiang all to yourself?"

"Not a chance."

"Daoist Friend Jiang, what is the situation?"

Hearing the content of the conversation between Jiang Xuan and the people around them, Wang Jianqiang frowned and secretly sent a voice transmission.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuan repeated to Wang Jianqiang what Mu Lingxi had said after entering the Floating Pavilion.

Hearing Jiang Xuan's response, Wang Jianqiang smiled inwardly.

That girl Mu Lingxi is as clever as ever.

With the words she released, even if Jiang Xuan hadn't returned to report the news, as long as he entered the Desolate Realm, there would be a high probability of obtaining news about them.

Just at this moment.

A tall man stepped forward from the surrounding crowd.

A powerful aura belonging to the Nascent Soul Stage spread outward.

He looked at Jiang Xuan, his voice full of threats.

"Daoist Friend, if you join us, we can leave a share of the benefits for you."

"But if you insist on hogging it all for yourself, we will have no choice but to deal with you as well."

"That's right." Just then, another person erupted with the aura of the Nascent Soul Stage and looked coldly at Jiang Xuan, "You are only one person, while we have two Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators among us."

"You had better think clearly about the consequences."

As this person's voice fell, as if to demonstrate, the other Cultivators also released their own auras.

"Are you threatening me?"

Feeling the oppressive aura coming from all around, Jiang Xuan's expression turned cold, "You seem to have misunderstood a concept."

"Sometimes, having more people does not necessarily mean being powerful!"

After speaking, she prepared to strike.

A palm suddenly grabbed her slender wrist.

Her body stiffened instantly.

"Daoist Friend Jiang, I, Wang, have already said that for this trip, you only need to lead the way."

"As for the rest, I will handle it."

Wang Jianqiang smiled faintly at Jiang Xuan, then released her palm as if it were nothing.

Jiang Xuan breathed a secret sigh of relief.

Wang Jianqiang looked around.

His gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on the two Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators.

"You want to demand benefits from me, Wang?"

"On what grounds?"

After Wang Jianqiang's voice fell, one Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator sneered and spoke, "Your Junior Sister snatched our fortuitous encounter, so naturally, you must compensate us."

"Your fortuitous encounter?" Wang Jianqiang smiled disdainfully, "Truly, those who are shameless are invincible under heaven."

"The Floating Pavilion is an ancient structure; whoever can obtain it gets the fortuitous encounter. Since when did it become your exclusive property?"

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, the other Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator frowned, "Wang Jianqiang, it was your Junior Sister who told us to come and demand compensation from you."

"You believe whatever my Junior Sister says?"

Wang Jianqiang curled his lips, "If she told you to call for your great-grandmother or told you to go die, would you do that too?"

"You are courting death!"

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, the dozen or so figures around them all revealed expressions of rage.

"Stop wasting words with him, take him down."

"Let's see how tough he can be then!"