Chapter 991: What a Coward!

Yan Po suddenly raised his head, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

He never imagined there could still be a turn of events!

He immediately bowed and said, "Speak!"

Jiang Shan glanced at him and said coldly, "Commit suicide..."

As his words fell, it was like a thunderclap exploding!

Yan Po's entire body stiffened, his face filled with disbelief!

He quickly said, "Your Majesty, are you joking?"

After speaking, his eyes locked onto Jiang Shan, trying to read something from his expression.

But Jiang Shan shook his head, speaking in the most ordinary tone possible: "If you are willing to commit suicide and admit your guilt, I shall grant the Jade Pure Sect its final dignity, and overlook all past deeds!"

With these words, Yan Po was utterly in despair!

The surrounding onlookers were even more shocked, wondering if they had misheard!

The ruler of a dynasty, possessing only Foundation Establishment Stage One cultivation base, dared to demand, with mere words, that a Primordial Spirit Stage Nine cultivator commit suicide!

Across the other seven nations, who could accomplish such a thing?

Do you really think yourself a sovereign, Jiang Shan?!

At this moment, hearing the constant exclamations and murmurs from the crowd.

Yan Po's expression grew even more grim, his resentment deepening, his fists hidden beneath his sleeves tightening unconsciously!

To demand I commit suicide with just one sentence? What kind of joke is this?!

If you were the head of the Jiang family, those words might carry some weight.

But as a dynasty ruler with weak personal strength, you can only suppress me through external power—how could I possibly submit?!

Yan Po's thoughts churned, his face growing darker.

He was somewhat worried the disaster might drag his sect into it.

But he still had thousands of years of life left, and he had a chance to attain the Heavenly Person realm—how could he possibly wish to die here?

"The world is vast—where could I not go with my strength?!"

Yan Po's gaze flickered, and he made his decision instantly.

As long as he could live, even if the entire Jade Pure Sect were wiped out by the Cangwu Jiang family, what did it matter?

What did the lives of others have to do with him?

Thinking thus, Yan Po immediately prepared to activate his magic treasure and forcibly break through the pressure to escape.

Yet, the moment he moved, he felt two hands rest on his left and right shoulders.

His body stiffened; he turned his head and saw two extremely familiar faces.

They were the two Primordial Spirit Elders who had come with him!

"You..."

Yan Po sensed something was wrong.

One Primordial Spirit Elder shook his head and said gravely, "All calamities arose from you alone, and now they must end with you alone—do not be foolish and try to drag the sect into this."

The other echoed, "Indeed, Elder Yan, for the sake of the sect, you must make a proper sacrifice. Rest assured, after your death, we will 'request' the Sect Master to 'treat' your surviving Yan family members well..."

Having served as sect Elders for many years, they knew exactly what kind of man Elder Yan was.

Aside from being kind to his son Yan Junming, he was utterly indifferent to everyone else—indeed, he was extremely harsh!

To expect such a selfish man to commit suicide for the sect's sake? Just imagining it was impossible!

So to prevent unforeseen disasters and protect their own sect, they had no choice but to act despite the risk.

Seeing this, Yan Po's brows knitted tightly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent!

Knowing all these people wanted his life, he no longer hesitated and immediately activated his life treasure!

It was a jade-green flying dagger of Heaven-grade Superior rank!

Boom—

In an instant, a terrifyingly powerful blade aura surged forth, forcing back the two Primordial Spirit Elders beside him!

The residual force spread outward in ripples, striking many onlooker cultivators, causing their bodies to explode into clouds of blood mist!

At the moment the residual force met the first Cangling Dynasty soldier, a faint golden barrier suddenly appeared between them, blocking all overflowed power!

Though not a single soldier in the formation was harmed, Jiang Shan's face still darkened with anger: "Insolent!"

As his words fell, the entire nation's fortune rapidly converged, manifesting behind Jiang Shan as a phantom golden dragon of destiny.

The dragon's eyes opened, radiating a terrifying aura!

Yan Po sensed it briefly and could not help but show shock—he silently thought, This Cang King is truly formidable.

Realizing he could not fight head-on, he immediately channeled all his strength and desperately activated a teleportation technique, vanishing from his spot in an instant, evading Jiang Shan's lock.

Soon, Yan Po's figure appeared abruptly in the high sky.

Feeling the terrifying pressure rising from below, his face turned pale, his gaze intensely serious.

"Though this power is immensely strong, surpassing Primordial Spirit, your own cultivation base remains far too weak—you are vastly inferior to me. If I stayed, I might die, but if I choose solely to evade, what can you do to me?!"

Yan Po could not help but sigh.

He then turned his head, gazing toward the distant Cangwu Mountain.

"Cangwu Jiang family? Hmph, from now on, I shall avoid you threefold—I will never return, even if it costs me my life!"

Though he had luckily survived Jiang Shan's wrath thanks to his high cultivation, the events of the past moments had left deep shadows in Yan Po's heart.

"Huh."

He took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, and dared not remain in this hellish place any longer.

He changed direction, preparing to find a safe place to enjoy the rest of his life.

However, just at this moment, an unexpected change suddenly occurred!

Not far ahead, two short, small figures suddenly appeared.

One was a boy dressed in black, and the other was a girl dressed in red.

Seeing the two of them calm and composed, without the slightest hint of tension.

Yan Po narrowed his eyes slightly, and alarm bells rang loudly in his heart!

Run!

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and fled!

But before he could escape a single li, that short, small black figure appeared before him like a nightmare!

Under Yan Po's horrified gaze, the black-clothed boy smiled and said: "Hehe, remember this young master's name. When you reach the underworld, just say Jiang Xiaobai sent you there—maybe it'll let you reincarnate into a good life...."

"Of course, that is, if you're still able to reincarnate!"

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying pressure so powerful it was suffocating burst forth, falling entirely upon Yan Po and enveloping him!

Immediately after, a jet-black claw, radiating boundless deathly intent like the netherworld itself, materialized out of thin air before Jiang Xiaobai.

He extended his right palm and put it on.

Slowly raising his head, a pair of ink-black eyes—at some unknown moment—had turned into golden vertical pupils!

Witnessing this scene, Yan Po's pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

That overwhelmingly thick dragon might instantly made him think of a mythical creature that existed only in legends!

"A.... a true dragon?!"

The words had barely fallen.

Whoosh—

Jiang Xiaobai's figure had already appeared right before him, launching an attack!