Chapter 683: Jiang Taixu: My Name is Taixu, I Am Not Actually

Half-Saint!

Duan De was shocked; he had not expected that among the old monsters this time, a Half-Saint would actually appear.

A Half-Saint is not a "half-step Saint," but a "half-step Great Saint." This is a special realm, a domain that exists before advancing to the Great Saint realm.

One can only reach this half-step Great Saint realm because their comprehension is insufficient or their potential has been exhausted.

Even so, those at the half-step Great Saint level can make the galaxy tremble and star systems collapse just by moving their feet.

They are simply not comparable to the likes of a Saint King. Do not be fooled by the fact that the Saint Ninth Heaven seems only one step away from a half-step Great Saint; a half-step Great Saint is enough to kill a Saint Ninth Heaven in seconds.

As this half-step Great Saint appeared, Heilong, Xu Que, and Han Li all felt an extraordinary pressure.

"Now this is a little interesting!"

Yuwen Tuo gave an evil, charming smile and, wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, slashed directly forward. The golden sword qi was like a blinding sun spanning the space between heaven and earth, unstoppable and destructive.

That half-step Great Saint old monster extended his palm, and the Taoism laws around him manifested naturally, filled with mystery, and condensed in the Void into a Tai Gu Shen Shan that smashed down!

Yuwen Tuo did not dodge or evade. The Xuanyuan Sword trembled like a True Dragon roaring, sword qi erupted from it, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, and with one strike forward, a river of Sword Dao was seen cutting through time and space; the peerless sword qi seemed to descend from across the Time River!

"Immortal Tribulation Sword Art!"

"Slash!"

Behind Yuwen Tuo appeared the phantom of a peerless Sword Immortal from the ancient era. This Sword Immortal stood within the Honghuang of the universe, and wherever the sword qi passed, countless Immortals fell like shooting stars.

The Immortal Tribulation Sword Art, one of the three great sword arts of the Immortal Ancient Era, is as famous as the Grass Character Sword Art and the Chaos God Art; it is also an Immortal King Law, with boundless power.

Yuwen Tuo had obtained this Immortal Tribulation Sword Art long ago and had contemplated it for a long time; his comprehension of Sword Dao had reached an unfathomable level.

When this half-step Great Saint saw the Sword Immortal phantom behind Yuwen Tuo, that pressure originating from the Immortal Ancient Era made one's heart jump, as if even a Great Emperor in front of him would not be worth mentioning.

Sword raised, sword fell!

It was just one sword, and only one sword, but this half-step Great Saint who had just appeared was killed in seconds by Yuwen Tuo.

The half-step Great Saint bled; he fell before he could even fully unleash his divine abilities.

This is the terrifying aspect of Sword Dao: when the sword is drawn, it must draw blood, and it decides life and death.

Before the cultivator could even use any divine ability, the sword qi had already severed his head.

"Damn it!"

"Is this really a half-step Great Saint?" Duan De fiercely slapped Black Emperor across the face to confirm he wasn't dreaming.

Black Emperor was stunned by this slap, staring blankly at the Taoist priest, but as his vision gradually cleared, he bared his fangs and snarled at Duan De.

Having lived for so long, when had he ever been treated like this?

"Er Gou Zi, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I couldn't control my hand just now," Duan De begged for mercy repeatedly.

"Brother Yuwen, you're amazing!" Ye Fan shouted "666," truly impressive, everyone.

"Powerful, worthy of being the peerless Grand Tutor Yuwen," Xu Que sighed.

"He's become stronger again."

Heilong's expression was cold; there was no doubt that at this moment, Yuwen Tuo was stronger than him.

The various Sects were all attracted by Yuwen Tuo, especially Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue of the Ji Family.

Because of the resonance of their bloodlines, could it be that this person wearing the Golden Armor is actually a senior ancestor of the Ji Family?

Whoosh!

A hidden killing intent appeared out of thin air in front of Jiang Taixu, and a blood-stained blade slashed toward his neck.

This scene happened in the blink of an eye, too fast for the brain to react, and it had been calculated long in advance.

This black shadow was not very strong, only around the Saint King Fifth Heaven level, but looking at his technique, it was clearly an assassination art; it was evident that the assassin organization had made its move at this moment.

They had been hiding in the shadows, waiting for a chance to kill with a single blow.

It was not just one black shadow; two more assassin shadows appeared, blocking all of Jiang Taixu's escape routes.

"Oh no!" Duan De's expression sank.

"Uh..." Black Emperor was dumbfounded, not expecting the assassins to have bypassed their Five Elements Annihilation Array.

"Senior Jiang!" Ye Fan shouted loudly.

It was already too late for Yuwen Tuo and Heilong to come to the rescue.

"Judging by the technique, it must be the Human World from the Three Great Assassin Organizations; when the three strike, there is no return," Duan De said.

Assassin organizations are notorious and deserve to be killed by everyone, yet everyone fears them.

Once targeted by them, it is an endless feud. Moreover, many Sects secretly hire assassin organizations to deal with their opponents.

There are three assassin organizations in the world: Heavenly Court, Human World, and Hell.

However, only two remain today. The Heavenly Court, as the master of the assassin divine dynasties in ancient times, had long since vanished into the Time River and no longer exists, with at most a few old generals left lingering on.

"It's over!" Black Emperor shook his head.

"Alas, it seems the God King Jiang Taixu cannot escape death after all!"

"Yes, what a pity. He was only a step away from breaking through to the Great Saint realm."

"Sigh!"

"It's better that he dies; if Jiang Taixu had succeeded in breaking through, there would likely have been a great reckoning."

A group of cultivators spoke one after another, each with a different expression, some sighing and others gloating.

"Senior!"

Ye Fan used the Golden Light Longitudinal Technique, but he was still a step too late and could not stop it.

It seemed that in the next second, everyone would see the head of a generation of God King being cut off, his divine blood spilling across the earth.

At this moment, Jiang Taixu had already entered the Heart Demon Tribulation and could not respond to the outside world, nor could he defend himself.

Bang!

One millimeter from Jiang Taixu's body, an invisible, dazzling barrier appeared and bloomed with seven-colored light, beautiful and magnificent.

Furthermore, a wave of Great Emperor might spread in all directions, and all living beings could not help but kneel, wanting to worship.

Above Jiang Taixu's head, a Chaos Green Lotus manifested.

High in the firmament, Yan Ruyu held the Chaos Green Lotus, looking like a goddess from the nine heavens; she was indescribably beautiful, with skin like ice and bones like jade, flawless.

Beside her were Qin Yao, the Peacock King, the Golden Winged Little Peng King, and several other Demon Race powerhouses.

"The Demon Emperor Descendant!"

Many Sects discovered this beautiful and moving woman, who seemed like the most wonderful existence in the world, making people feel ashamed of their own inferiority and unable to harbor any thoughts of malice.

"Yan Ruyu!" Ye Fan's face revealed joy.

Qingdi did not come, but Yan Ruyu did; clearly, this was at the Great Emperor's instruction.

Moreover, Qingdi's identity was currently not suitable for an early appearance.

"The Saint Body Ye Fan has a kindness toward our Demon Race, so I have come specifically to assist."

Yan Ruyu held the Chaos Green Lotus, her slender figure standing tall above the firmament, erupting with the aura of a Saint King, causing many cultivators to change color.

How is this possible? In such a short time, why has this Demon Emperor Descendant's cultivation broken through so quickly?

Last time at the Demon Emperor's tomb, this Demon Emperor Descendant's strength was only at the Dragon Transformation realm; how much time has passed now, and she has already crossed a realm that ordinary cultivators cannot overcome in a thousand years.

This time, the usually low-key Yan Ruyu also appeared before thousands of heaven-gifted geniuses.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the Di Bing Chaos Green Lotus in hand and at the Saint King realm, Yan Ruyu is enough to fight a Great Saint across realms, innately standing in an invincible position!

An average Great Saint might even be killed by her!

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Demon Emperor Descendant is truly graceful," Duan De exclaimed.

"Indeed," Black Emperor nodded.

Is this the descendant of the last Great Emperor of the Eastern Wasteland? It is a pity that Diliu passed through ten thousand flowers but did not let a single leaf touch his body, leaving not even a single seed behind.

Just at this moment, Jiang Taixu slowly opened his eyes; those eyes had experienced initial confusion and indescribable vicissitudes, finally becoming clear and filled with divinity.

He had broken through to become a Great Saint, and furthermore, he was a Great Accomplished God Body; more accurately, he was consummate, having already surpassed the category of a God Body.

The so-called God Body is essentially the descendant born of humans and gods in the ancient era, but after several generations of bloodline propagation, the divine bloodline thinned, making it difficult for a God Body to appear again.

Once a God Body appears, it is a sign of bloodline atavism becoming a god, and one step can lead to becoming a peerless monster.

The current Jiang Taixu is no longer a God Body; accurately speaking, he has stepped into the threshold of a god.

"Sigh!"

A sigh—this was the sigh of a God King, and also the sigh of a god!

"A sigh from the God King, life and death are unpredictable!"

One could see that in the Void, several hidden old monsters exploded one after another, turning into fragments; their flesh and Primordial Spirit were annihilated in an instant.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seven or eight bloody shadows were like fireworks as one powerhouse after another fell; these were all old monsters who had hidden themselves to kill Jiang Taixu.

Bang!

Among them, there was actually a half-step Great Saint old monster who exploded on the spot; unable to offer any resistance, he was sighed to death directly by the god's sigh.

Heaven and earth were silent; no one had expected that Jiang Taixu, having broken through to become a Great Saint, would be so aggressive and so terrifying.

With one sigh, he wiped out nearly ten old monster powerhouses!

Below the Saint realm, Jiang Taixu was already a match for all enemies in the world, with the number one offensive combat power.

Now that he has become a Great Saint-level powerhouse, with his six thousand years of foundation and the blood of a god, he is enough to look down upon this realm.

The enemies at the scene had all fallen, except for the onlookers from the great Sects.

At this time, several figures appeared before Jiang Taixu; these were all Jiang Family cultivators, and with excited expressions, they said one after another:

"Respectfully welcome the God King ancestor to become a Great Saint, respectfully welcome the ancestor home!"

Among these cultivators were the current head of the Jiang Family, the Elder, and the Jiang Family's heaven-gifted geniuses.

However, having experienced life and death, Jiang Taixu no longer valued these empty titles, and he said calmly:

"The past goes with the wind; you all should go. The world is so big, I want to go and see it."

This sentence meant, in short, that he did not want to return to the Jiang Family, and the Jiang Family should not bother him.

After all, during the recent great battle, the Jiang Family had only watched and did not make a move.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Jiang Family felt some joy, but also some loss and regret.

The joy was naturally that Jiang Taixu had no intention of holding them accountable, and his position was preserved.

The regret and loss were because he had not stepped in to help, causing the God King to fight alone, which was less attentive than an outsider.

The Jiang Family could have relied on the God King's return to rise again and revitalize the name of the Desolate Ancient Family!

Now they had no chance; the God King would not return, so for them, there was no benefit.

Duan De, Black Emperor, and Xu Que gloated on the sidelines; who could not see the thoughts of the Jiang Family head?

But how could there be such a cheap thing in the world!

Not putting in any effort, yet wanting to take all the benefits.

As the great battle concluded, many Sects and Sacred Lands reached out to recruit Jiang Taixu, even inviting him to visit their Sects and be honored as a guest.

Jiang Taixu did not refuse, but he did not agree either, his attitude varying.

And as the many forces gradually left, this mysterious valley gradually became quiet.

Aside from Ye Fan's group, there were only Yan Ruyu's Demon Race and the Ji Family siblings present.

"This time, I, Jiang, thank you all for your help."

Jiang Taixu suddenly bowed with his hands cupped, his expression incomparably sincere.

He knew this time was dangerous; if not for Ye Fan and his friends, he might have fallen long ago.

"Senior, please don't be so polite."

Ye Fan said, unable to help but rub his nose.

"Exactly, this poor Taoist is naturally happy to help others. I most dislike seeing the many bully the few," Duan De said proudly.

"Heh." The Black Emperor squinted his dog eyes at Duan De.

"In all the world, who is worthy of white robes? Only the God King Jiang Taixu. To be able to assist the God King is also my honor," Xu Que said.

Ye Fan was surprised; since when had this Xu Laoliu become so eloquent?

"Ye Laoliu, don't look at me like that, Jiang Taixu is my idol," Xu Que said.

Although the Three Heavenly Emperors were peerless and had swept away the Dark Turmoil, everyone had different preferences; just like how he preferred Jiang Taixu and that Luan Gu Great Emperor who was defeated a hundred times in a hundred battles.

"?" Although Jiang Taixu did not quite understand the meaning behind Xu Que's words, it seemed quite good nonetheless.

Afterwards, Ye Fan introduced his friends to Jiang Taixu, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

During their idle chatter, Ye Fan walked up to Ji Ziyue and asked: "Little Moon, why haven't you gone home? Why stay here? Could it be that you can't bear to part with your Brother Ye!"

"Pah!" Ji Ziyue said crossly; this bastard was truly shameless.

To the side, Qin Yao covered her mouth and laughed, the charm she inadvertently radiated was truly full of allure.

"Little Brother Ye, this sister also can't bear to part with you. Why don't you come back to the Demon Race with me? I will certainly discuss cultivation with you properly."

Qin Yao said; her personality was extremely unrestrained, and she liked to tease people.

Yan Ruyu had not expected Qin Yao to tease someone so brazenly, and the things she said were also very extraordinary, just like...

Ye Fan's expression changed slightly, not daring to look at Qin Yao, only saying: "A brother is a brother, why must you add 'little'?"

"Isn't it little?" Qin Yao retorted.

Ye Fan dared not answer; this Qin Yao was definitely an old hand, one must never try to spar with her.

Otherwise, one might end up losing even their underpants, and their kidneys wouldn't be safe either.

Xu Que laughed to the side without speaking; this Ye Laoliu was a repressed man, not straightforward at all.

A real man should have the courage to climb high mountains, cross dense jungles, spill his Ancestral Blood, and die without regrets.

"Vixen!"

Seeing Qin Yao tease Ye Fan like this, Ji Ziyue felt unhappy and cursed directly.

"Little girl, even if this sister is a vixen, there are still people who cherish and love me. Besides, let me tell you a secret: men like them plump. You are truly too flat and too thin, you're underdeveloped; you should nourish yourself more. Surely the ancient aristocratic families aren't so poor they don't even have food," Qin Yao said.

Ji Ziyue received ten thousand points of critical damage, her young heart was wounded, and she glared fiercely at Ye Fan, asking:

"Speak, do you like her type or my type?"

"??" Ye Fan.

What was this? Wasn't this a death trap of a question? Answering either one would offend the other, and not answering would offend both sides.

"Sigh, women are truly like tigers," Han Li said silently.

Hearing this, Qin Yao and Ji Ziyue glared at Han Laoliu together with murderous intent.

Han Li frowned, feeling that something was wrong and dangerous, and silently retreated behind Yuwen Tuo.

Among those present, Yuwen Tuo was the best fighter and provided the most sense of security.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Fan hurriedly changed the subject and asked:

"Senior, what are your plans for what comes next?"