Chapter 748: The Submission of Nangong Zhantian

Hearing his uncle say this, Jiang Chen grinned and naturally extended both hands to take the Bāhuāng Sword.

He had long been coveting this sacred weapon.

After all, just moments ago, had it not been for the Taiji Diagram his uncle lent him,

he truly would not have had full confidence to defeat Nangong Zhantian, who wielded the Bāhuāng Sword.

Meanwhile, on the other side,

seeing that neither of them had so much as informed him, and had so casually decided the fate of the ancestral sacred weapon,

Nangong Zhantian's heart burned with resentment, yet he felt profound helplessness.

When under someone else's eaves, how can one refuse to bow?

If he truly dared to argue over a sacred weapon with the two men before him, would he not risk his life?

As Nangong Zhantian fell silent,

Jiang Daoxuan ended his conversation with Jiang Chen and turned to look.

From his level of existence,

these events before him were mere trifles, utterly unworthy of mention.

But Nangong Zhantian himself, possessing Ninth Layer of the Ten Thousand Forms Realm cultivation base and Sage bloodline, had the potential to attain the Primordial Spirit.

Thus, to the Cangwu Merchant Guild, he could offer considerable assistance.

Know that as the family grows stronger and its members' cultivation bases rise, the resources needed for cultivation increase exponentially.

And in the current clan treasury, if one excludes the many treasures and resources Jiang Daoxuan himself had provided,

then ninety-nine percent of the clan's resources are supplied by the Cangwu Merchant Guild.

Hence, the importance of the Cangwu Merchant Guild is evident.

The expansion campaign must proceed without delay!

Thinking of this, Jiang Daoxuan's gaze flickered slightly, and a warm smile curved his lips.

Yet this smile, when seen by Nangong Zhantian, appeared like a demon's—terribly frightening!

Just as Nangong Zhantian felt a chill run down his spine and stood paralyzed,

Jiang Daoxuan spoke slowly: "Now, do you still wish to fight me?"

"I can grant you this opportunity..."

The moment he finished speaking,

Nangong Zhantian was instantly terrified, trembling all over, drenched in cold sweat.

What joke is this? To challenge such a monster?!

After sensing Jiang Daoxuan's terrifying power,

he had long abandoned all侥幸 thoughts.

Indeed, rather than challenge him, it would be quicker to just kill himself.

Thinking of this, Nangong Zhantian no longer cared about the dignity of a Ten Thousand Forms True Lord.

With a thud, he fell to his knees: "Earlier, I was ignorant and blind to Gaoshan's greatness, and uttered those laughable boasts."

"Now, blessed to behold the true visage of Elder Jiang, I finally understand what heavenly might truly is. Facing a figure as towering as you, I, a mere worm, feel profound reverence deep in my heart—how could I ever dare to offend you, or foolishly challenge you?"

As he spoke, Nangong Zhantian paused briefly.

Then, after a moment's thought, he continued:

"Elder Jiang's power reaches the heavens; across the Nine Kingdoms, no one is your match. The only ones worthy of being your opponent likely reside in the Yuehua Imperial Dynasty."

"Alas, I secluded myself for over two thousand years, ignoring worldly affairs, yet I never imagined that upon emerging, I would witness a hero as magnificent as Elder Jiang—this is truly the greatest fortune of my life, Nangong Zhantian..."

As Nangong Zhantian continued speaking,

the Nangong clan members nearby all wore stunned expressions, their bodies stiff as if petrified, unable to move.

No one could have imagined,

that in their hearts, the once majestic, arrogant, destined-to-lead-the-clan-to-glory ancestral elder,

now knelt before a single man, groveling and fawning.

In that moment, the towering, glorious image of the ancestral elder shattered in every heart.

Listening to Nangong Zhantian's lavish praise, Jiang Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, smiling faintly without comment.

He knew well that all these words were merely setup.

What followed would be the true climax.

A few breaths later.