Chapter 877

Although he had successfully earned the title of Little Pill King, because there were few opponents and not many feats to his name, he still could not convince all the pill Dao prodigies.

Therefore, in the system's judgment criteria, it did not count as an imperial-dynasty-level achievement, which is why the achievement function could not be activated.

Only someone like Jiang Zhiwei, who through her sword trial at Moonlight won over all her peers of the same generation completely and gained the recognition of many sword cultivators, could meet the system's standard and obtain an imperial-dynasty-level achievement.

Thinking of this, Jiang Daoxuan's expression gradually grew strange.

With the achievement function in place, one could well imagine what enormous waves his clansmen would stir up within this Moonlight Imperial Dynasty in the future!

But for him, none of that mattered.

His clansmen only needed to stride forward boldly and at ease.

All dangers, he alone would bear.

"However, this Medicine King Valley daring to bully my clan's juniors like this truly deserves a lesson or two..."

Jiang Daoxuan gave a cold laugh, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes.

With his cautious nature, how could he possibly feel at ease letting Jiang Chen leave just like that?

After all, although an Emperor Weapon was powerful, it was easily limited by one's cultivation base, making it impossible to unleash its true might.

Therefore, just to be safe, he had specially deposited a wisp of his own spiritual sense within the Haotian Mirror, which contained an extremely powerful set of three supreme sword intents!

They were the Slaughter Sword Intent, the Time Sword Intent, and the Space Sword Intent!

Along with his refining of the Sword Soul, mastering the Sword Domain, and achieving Sword Saint.

All three sword intents had advanced together, transforming into the most powerful Saint-level sword intents!

With this wisp of spiritual sense, although it could only unleash a single strike, it was enough to gravely wound a Heavenly Being!

This was the contingency he had left for Jiang Chen.

And precisely because of this, he was able to use this wisp of spiritual sense to take in everyone's conversation.

However, Jiang Chen himself was still unaware of all this.

He merely took it as an ordinary wisp of spiritual sense that explained the various functions of the Haotian Mirror.

Jiang Daoxuan slightly raised his head, his profound gaze seemingly piercing through the void and landing on Jiang Chen and the others.

"Go ahead and do whatever you wish to do. With me here, you have nothing to worry about behind you..."

Having spoken, he closed his eyes once more, immersing himself again in the endless cultivation.

On the other side.

Moonlight Imperial Dynasty, before the Heart Sword Sect.

Amid the discussions of the surrounding crowd, Wang Jizhou's face suddenly darkened.

He had never expected that Wang Yuhuan, on whom he had placed such high hopes, would lose to Jiang Zhiwei so easily, causing him to lose all face before that brat from the Heavenly Sword!

"This piece of trash......"

Wang Jizhou glared viciously at Wang Yuhuan, feeling immense dissatisfaction in his heart!

"So useless, unable to earn enough face for this old ancestor of yours — what use are you?!"

As the thought flashed through, his right hand slightly rose and suddenly struck out!

Whoosh—

In a flash of his hand, a beam of divine light shot out, instantly striking Wang Yuhuan's back!

With a "bang" of an explosion, bright red blood splattered everywhere!

Wang Yuhuan's face contorted in agony as he violently spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood!

Faced with this sudden turn of events, everyone below widened their eyes, stunned in place!

The scene, which had been extremely noisy moments ago, instantly became utterly silent — so quiet one could hear a pin drop!

Has this old fool gone mad?!