Chapter 127

This voice was vast and powerful, boundless and confident, unrivaled under heaven; though not loud, it spread across the entire Divine City with incomparably swift speed.

In an instant, the Divine City trembled, and countless people clamored in uproar.

"Does this Jiang Xuan really think himself invincible in heaven and earth?"

"Who knows how many people are scheming against him openly and secretly, yet he still dares to show himself; with numerous Holy Lands arriving together, even a peerless mighty figure would have to bow — how can Jiang Xuan be so audacious, did he eat a True Dragon and Immortal Phoenix's gall?"

For a while, the entire Holy City boiled with excitement.

This is different from Holy Body Ye Fan's Mother Qi of All Things Source Ding; regarding this ding, although the Sacred Land Families covet it, the old generation powerhouses are ultimately constrained by face and will not directly intervene, mostly sending out their sect disciples to investigate.

But for Jiang Xuan, he is far too mysterious and powerful; he rose too fast, and can no longer be placed among the younger generation; if the major Holy Land Families act, it will surely be earth-shattering, sweeping him away with thunderous momentum to kill him swiftly.

Under such an array from the Holy Land Families, Jiang Xuan still dares to appear; countless people are both heart-palpitating and admiring.

"Knowing it is a certain-death situation yet still daring to come, proud and unyielding all his life without changing his original heart — a man should be like this!"

"I say it is foolish to the extreme; with his generation-surpassing talent, if he hid himself away, in a hundred years the Holy Land Families would no longer be able to threaten him — why insist on momentary heroism and place himself in danger?"

"If Jiang Xuan really hid himself away like that, then he wouldn't be Jiang Xuan."

The Zi Fu Holy Land had just announced its arrival.

On the heels of that, the sound of Jiang Xuan coming to congratulate the White-Clothed God King rang out.

After the uproar, the Divine City fell into a brief silence.

The Zi Fu Mountain and River Diagram's gate opened, and several dozen middle-aged men with powerful auras strode out, each wearing purple robes, expressions cold and indifferent.

The leader, a middle-aged man, wore a purple robe and a crown on his head; his aura was majestic and domineering, his gaze icy as he stared fixedly at Jiang Xuan.

"Heavens, that is the Zi Fu Holy Land's Holy Lord?"

"The Yaochi Holy Master graces us with her presence, and the Zi Fu Holy Lord also comes in person?!"

A cultivator cried out in alarm; Holy Land Masters who are rarely seen once in hundreds or thousands of years have actually come in person — this is truly too shocking.

The Zi Fu Holy Lord's gaze was imposing, purple qi pervading; his voice cold, brimming with killing intent, he asked:

"Jiang Xuan, I ask only one thing: was the Zi Xia Dao Path destroyed by you, and was the Zi Fu Saint Son killed by you?"

"So what if it is?"

Jiang Xuan did not deny it; regardless of purpose or reason, Zi Xia's cultivation was indeed devoured by him, that Yin-Yang Divine Curse was also struck by him into the depths of Zi Xia's bitter sea — but in the eyes of the Zi Fu people, it was ruining the Dao Path; the Zi Fu Saint Son also truly died by his hand, this point is beyond doubt.

Boom!

Silent rage surged madly, shocking a hundred li.

"Decades of nurturing gone to waste; this enmity is irreconcilable — the Zi Fu Holy Land will give the God King face and not act in the Divine City, but afterward—"

This is a supreme mighty figure, one step away from severing the Dao.

A peerless great war, on the verge of breaking out.

Jiang Xuan's gaze was flat, his tone faint: "Afterward, we shall determine superiority, and also decide life and death."

Boom!

There were royals from Zhongzhou, mighty figures from hermit families; countless cultivators in the entire Divine City witnessed this scene, including many long-resident old monsters and supreme mighty figures, all of whom heard Jiang Xuan's words and were deeply shaken.

"Fine words: determine superiority, and also decide life and death."

"I am inferior; such grand spirit — even facing a Holy Land, it is but like a spring breeze brushing the face."

"This child has great courage, great wisdom; if he does not die today, he will surely look down upon the entire Northern Dipper Great Land in the future."

"A pity; the Zi Fu Holy Land brings a Holy Soldier — this is a ten-deaths-no-life situation; moreover, it's not just the Zi Fu Holy Land that has come."

Countless cultivators sighed, convinced that this generation-surpassing Heaven's Pride Jiang Xuan has reached a dead end.

Jiang Xuan was just about to take Yao Xi and Zi Xia and turn to leave, when another vast voice came from the horizon:

"Jiang Xuan, you killed my Yaoguang Candidate Holy Son — today I fear you won't be able to leave!"

"Yao Xi, you rebellious one — so you've taken refuge with this demon head; no wonder you're so fearless."

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly, not the least bit surprised, saying: "So it's you!"

Several years ago, Jiang Xuan took Yao Xi hostage wanting to threaten this Yaoguang Supreme Elder Wang Chunlin; unexpectedly the other party didn't care at all — it was also for this reason that Wang Chunlin felt since he had already offended the Saintess, he could no longer let Yao Xi grow; he simply went all the way, first suppressing Yao Xi, abolishing her Saintess position, then eliminating her once and for all.

"Brother Jiang, long time no see." The Yaoguang Shengzi had also arrived, following beside Wang Chunlin; his body was wreathed in one hundred and eight divine rings, like a God of Light walking the world, extremely mysterious and powerful.

"That day I fought Brother Jiang and suffered a crushing defeat; now I have broken shackles and stood anew, truly thanks to Brother Jiang's that one sword — only a pity I cannot drink wine and talk merrily with Brother Jiang face to face to express thanks, a lifelong regret."

The Yaoguang Shengzi wore a smile; he looked at Yao Xi walking shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Xuan, and after a moment sighed and spoke.

The implication of his words was naturally that Jiang Xuan would fall today.

"Break shackles? Face-to-face thanks? Lifelong regret?"

"Haha, Yaoguang Shengzi, a person who would even abandon his own name — how can he truly reach the peak?"

"Among the many Saint Sons, the one I look down on most is you; otherwise why would you only come with a Dao body? A coward who hides his head and shows his tail — how is he fit to drink wine and talk merrily with me?"

"You're afraid; you're afraid I'll kill you once more."

"After the God King's Wedding, I will kill you.

"Your Saintess, I will raise her; you need not worry."

Jiang Xuan laughed loudly, his words full of contempt for the Yaoguang Shengzi.

Hearing this, the Yaoguang Shengzi's expression remained calm, still smiling, gentle and warm — but the one hundred and eight divine rings around him trembled slightly yet violently.

A trace of unfathomable killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Xuan, I want you dead!

Jiang Xuan didn't care in the slightest; in his view, the Yaoguang Shengzi's talent was strong indeed, but his Dao had an extremely fatal flaw.

He both walks a cowardly path yet wants to display sanctity before people; he both wants to tread an invincible road yet lacks an invincible heart.

Even if he truly cultivates a flawless Chaos Body, what is there to fear?

"Zi Fu Holy Land, Yaoguang Holy Land — who else wants to kill me, Jiang Xuan? Come out all together!"

Jiang Xuan scanned his surroundings, his voice shaking heaven and earth.

"Jiang Xuan, you killed my Huanggu Ji Family."

Suddenly, another majestic voice came, but its words were cut off halfway as if someone had covered its mouth.

Ji Ziyue was like a purple spirit elf, covering Divine Body Ji Haoyue's mouth, and the two flew over side by side.

She wore a purple dress, her dark eyebrows were curved, her eyes held Spiritual Qi, her big eyes blinked, containing divine radiance, dimples appeared as she smiled lightly, little tiger teeth showed when she smiled, like an elf under the night moon, clever and lively.

And Ji Haoyue, as his name suggested, his whole person was like a vast bright moon hanging high, with faint clear moonlight faintly shining through his body, this was the manifestation of his God King Body cultivated to an extremely profound level.

Ji Ziyue looked at Jiang Xuan, smiling sweetly, saying: "Senior Brother Jiang, my brother is talking in his sleep, don't take it to heart."

(Chapter End)