Chapter 229

The continent inhabited by the Ancient Gods is called the Wanxiang Continent.

The ten continents of the Lower Realm vary in prosperity.

The Wanxiang Continent is the second most prosperous after the Chaos Continent.

Thus, the various factions and races on this continent are numerous and extremely complex.

Naturally, the prodigy born on this continent is, after Li Daoxuan, the strongest.

After arriving on the Wanxiang Continent with his group, Jun Xiaoyao began gathering intelligence.

To his surprise, besides learning about the Ancient Gods,

Jun Xiaoyao uncovered another piece of information.

From the Jiang family.

"Jiang Xuiling, the Spirit King Body of the Jiang family?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly.

The intelligence officer of the Da Yin Empire had told him some details.

Among them was this Jiang family prodigy.

But Jiang Xuiling's reputation on the Wanxiang Continent was far from good.

Many natives called him a butcher, leaving no blade of grass in his wake.

He plundered all resources.

Jiang Xuiling had already destroyed numerous factions on the Wanxiang Continent.

Even the former first dynasty of the Wanxiang Continent, the Qin Dynasty, was wiped out by him.

The reason was that a Qin prince carried primordial spiritual bone, which matched Jiang Xuiling's Spirit King Body perfectly.

So to obtain that primordial spiritual bone, he ordered his guardian to annihilate the entire dynasty.

This was undeniably a demon-like act.

But many Lower Realm Immortal Realm prodigies acted the same way.

It's simply survival of the fittest—no logic, no justice.

"Dynasty destroyed, spiritual bone ripped out—why does this plot feel so familiar?" Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

The Qin prince whose bone was taken might well be the Wanxiang Continent's prodigy.

Jun Xiaoyao felt he needed to find Jiang Xuiling.

According to common plotlines, Jiang Xuiling would be humiliated by that Qin prince.

Don't forget, Jun Xiaoyao's mother, Jiang Rou, was once the Jiang family's Divine Maiden; he carries half Jiang blood.

If Jun Xiaoyao went to the Jiang family, he'd be treated as a Young Master—an absolute core figure.

Anticipating that his own kin might be humiliated, Jun Xiaoyao could not possibly ignore it.

More importantly, Jun Xiaoyao needed to harvest prodigies to obtain the world's primordial source.

So if that Qin prince truly was the Wanxiang Continent's prodigy,

then he had even more reason to go.

After learning where Jiang Xuiling had appeared,

Jun Xiaoyao decided to take his group and seek out Jiang Xuiling.

The remaining Da Yin Empire members would head to the Ancient Gods' location to support them.

…

Canglan Sect was a powerful sect on the Wanxiang Continent.

But now, its base was engulfed in flames, thick smoke filling the air.

Countless Canglan Sect cultivators screamed and wailed.

And in the sky,

a youth radiating spiritual energy stood with his hands behind his back, a cold, dismissive smirk on his face.

He looked at the grief-stricken Canglan cultivators as if they were ants.

He was Jiang Xuiling, the Spirit King Body of the Jiang family.

"This is the sixth faction I've destroyed, yet the resources are surprisingly rich—apparently the Lower Realm isn't as barren as imagined," Jiang Xuiling chuckled lightly.

He was in high spirits.

Though he was a Spirit King Body, he wasn't among the top prodigies in the Jiang family.

Not even as strong as his cousin, Jiang Luoli, who possessed the Primordial Spirit Dao Body.

Thus, Jiang Xuiling received no particularly abundant resources from his family.

So on this descent, he began a Fengkuang plundering spree.

And the returns were indeed impressive.

Not only did he acquire various resources, but most importantly, he obtained a primordial spiritual bone.

Combined with his Spirit King Body, the primordial spiritual bone didn't just add up—it triggered a qualitative leap.

A true transformation.

"That guy should be dead by now, right?"

Thinking of the Qin prince whose bone he'd taken, Jiang Xuiling smirked.

Just a Lower Realm ant, yet dared to defy heaven.

He hadn't killed him then precisely to let him suffer, writhing in agony until he died in hatred.

"But why hasn't Cousin Luoli descended yet? Has the family decided not to send her?" Jiang Xuiling murmured inwardly.

He had hoped to use Jiang Luoli to connect with Jun Xiaoyao, gain some familiarity.

Otherwise, his plan would fall apart.

"Young Master, this sect has been dealt with."

Two elders appeared beside him—both Saints.

"Thank you, Elder Two," Jiang Xuiling nodded slightly.

His arrogance, his habit of annihilating entire sects—this was thanks to these two.

"Heh, merely Lower Realm ants—why bother with them?" one elder chuckled.

And at that moment,

a chilling voice rang out from the void.

"So you call us Lower Realm ants? In your Immortal Realm eyes, are we just fish on a chopping block, to be slaughtered at will?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xuiling's eyes flashed.

Why did this voice feel familiar?

Across the distant sky, a brocade-robed youth walked through the air.

Seeing that familiar face, Jiang Xuiling froze, then wore a sly, amused expression.

The brocade-robed youth was Qin Hao—the Qin prince, the one whose bone he'd taken.

"I thought it was someone else—so it's you, worthless prince? I spared your life that day, and you actually survived?"

Seeing Qin Hao arrive, Jiang Xuiling remained calm, even exuding the air of a cat playing with its prey.

Yes, Qin Hao was an ant in his eyes.

Even if he'd survived by luck—what threat could he possibly pose?

And don't forget: Jiang Xuiling himself was powerful, and he had two Saint guardians.

How could Qin Hao threaten him?

"He who insults others will be insulted in return; he who kills will be killed in return!"

"You act so wickedly, annihilating sects and clans—don't you fear retribution?!" Qin Hao spoke with righteous fury, like the light of justice illuminating the earth.

Jiang Xuiling heard this, paused, then burst into loud laughter.

Ridiculous!

So ridiculous.

Qin Hao's words seemed childish to Jiang Xuiling.

The world is ruled by strength—there is no justice.

And when the Emperor's Path opens, even crueller things will come.

Thus, such righteous rhetoric seemed laughable to Jiang Xuiling, an Immortal Realm prodigy.

"What are you laughing at? Have the guts to fight me again!" Qin Hao's eyes blazed with cold flame.

"Oh? You, little ant, dare challenge me now? Very well—I'll teach you humility." Jiang Xuiling smiled.

He was curious now—what kind of storm could this ant possibly stir up?

At that moment, Qin Hao's body trembled violently—primordial world energy surged within him.

"Hm?" Jiang Xuiling's expression changed instantly.