105: Chapter 105 If the Immortal War is to be initiated, then one must possess the power to awe the world.

"If we are to initiate the Immortal War, we must have a foolproof plan," Xie Wushang said.

"What high insights do you have?" The Grand Elder looked at Xie Wushang.

"Show weakness to the enemy and calmly sit on the fishing platform," Xie Wushang said.

"Show weakness to the enemy and calmly sit on the fishing platform?" The Grand Elder was stunned.

"Wushang, what do you mean?" Jiang Daoran also looked puzzled.

Since they were showing weakness to the enemy, how could they calmly sit on the fishing platform?

"Heh, everything can wait until my strength increases," Xie Wushang said.

"Wait until your strength increases?" Everyone looked at Xie Wushang with astonished expressions.

Initiating the Immortal War, and you still want to wait for your strength to increase?

Waiting for you to step into the Emperor Realm?

Just how long would that take?

Wouldn't that make people think that our Jiang Clan has a guilty conscience and doesn't dare to initiate the Immortal War?

Would the Wang Clan let you wait?

Xie Wushang's expression remained unchanged.

The Immortal War!

That is a war of extermination!

Initiate it without a certain grasp of victory?

The probability of defeat is simply too high.

Since they were going to start a war, they must have a guaranteed chance of victory.

"Imperial Ancestor, do you happen to have any Emperor-grade metallic stones in your possession?" Xie Wushang asked, looking at Jiang Liuyang on the dais.

"Emperor-grade metallic stones? I wonder why you need them?" Jiang Liuyang looked surprised.

Such metallic stones were all used to forge Imperial Weapons.

The junior before him was only at the Great Saint Realm; what use could he have for them?

"I naturally have my own marvelous uses for them," Xie Wushang said.

"We do!" Jiang Liuyang didn't say much more. With a flick of his palm, a metallic stone radiating a purple-gold light appeared in his hand.

Within the metallic stone, a galaxy seemed to flow, containing the power of a domain that could crush mountains and rivers.

Ordinary Great Saints couldn't even lift such a supreme treasure.

"This is Star-Universe Purple-Patterned Gold... coming from beyond the starry sky."

"Oh!" Xie Wushang's eyes lit up. With a wave of his large hand, he summoned that metallic stone in front of him.

He only felt that the metallic stone was as heavy as a mountain.

"Not bad, not bad. With this metallic stone, my Immortal Golden Body Formula can reach Major Achievement," he pondered inwardly.

"However, wanting to repair the tianyang halberd is still not enough."

His brow furrowed slightly.

"What, is it still not enough?" Below, Jiang Daoran perceived his grandson's thoughts.

"If there could be a few more, it would naturally be even better," Xie Wushang said.

"Wushang is so young yet has already stepped into the Great Saint Realm. I propose opening the Imperial Treasury and taking two Emperor-grade metallic stones for him,"

Jiang Daoran said.

He looked towards the seven Elders.

Such a major matter required the unanimous agreement of these seven branches.

"A Great Saint under thirty... truly hasn't been seen in ten thousand years."

"Wushang possesses the bearing of a Great Emperor. If he truly has such needs... an exception can indeed be made." Several Elders nodded.

"The Young Lord once withstood a Quasi-Imperial Weapon barehanded. He must have cultivated a golden body," Jiang Mo said from the side.

"Hard-resisting a Quasi-Imperial Weapon barehanded?"

"Cultivated a golden body?"

Several Elders looked at each other, their faces filled with astonishment.

"No wonder Wushang has always been searching for metallic stones," Great Elder Jiang Yuyang realized with sudden clarity.

"If Wushang refines the Emperor-grade metallic stones, could he forcibly shake an Imperial Weapon?" Several Elders exchanged glances, their faces burning with excitement.

"Alright, we unanimously agree to open the Imperial Treasury." Afterwards, the Grand Elder stood up and immediately said to Jiang Liuyang,

"Imperial Ancestor, what is your opinion?"

"Granted!" Jiang Liuyang spoke with considerable majesty.

"Great!" Jiang Daoran was overjoyed.

Afterwards, Jiang Daoran and the seven Elders personally brought Xie Wushang into the Imperial Treasury and selected two Imperial Rank metallic stones for him.

Having obtained the Emperor-grade metallic stones, Jiang Daoran accompanied Xie Wushang to the Tianxing Divine Palace.

The two of them took their seats in a pavilion.

Xie Wushang poured wine for Jiang Daoran and poured a cup for himself as well.

He stroked the wine cup and took a small sip.

Jiang Daoran also took a sip.

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have already stepped into the Great Saint Realm. You are truly a rare talent through the ages. If Grandfather could have brought you into the Jiang Clan earlier, I suppose you might have already stepped into the Quasi-Emperor Realm?" Jiang Daoran set down his wine vessel with a hint of guilt.

"Entering the Jiang Clan earlier, I might have already been reduced to meat on someone else's chopping board," Xie Wushang took a sip of wine and said indifferently.

Jiang Daoran's gaze flashed, and he looked at Xie Wushang, saying, "Could this attack by the Wang Clan be related to our Jiang Clan?"

Able to sit in the position of the Jiang Clan's Holy Master, Jiang Daoran was naturally exceptionally intelligent.

His own grandson had just left the Jiang Clan when he was ambushed and killed.

Someone must have leaked information to enable such a precise ambush.

He even already had a candidate in mind.

"Do you want to know the truth?" Xie Wushang flicked his wine vessel and looked at Jiang Daoran.

"No matter who it is, anyone who dares to ambush the Divine Son of Jiang deserves death." Jiang Daoran's gaze tightened, killing intent surging in his eyes with a firm expression.

"Good!" Xie Wushang's gaze shifted as he opened his palm, a sphere of light emerging in his hand, sealing Wang Shouyi inside.

"Let me out! I am an Elder of the Wang Clan; if you touch me, the Great Emperor of my clan will certainly not spare you!" Wang Shouyi roared.

At this moment, the gaze of his Primordial Spirit was scarlet, with Saint Laws burning fiercely as he tried to break free from the confinement and escape the light sphere.

However, black and white Qi surged from the light sphere, extinguishing the burning flames of his Laws.

Lightning also struck down from time to time, smoking Wang Shouyi's Primordial Spirit and causing his Aura to continuously weaken.

He had long since fallen from the Saint King Realm to the Saint Realm.

With a flick of Xie Wushang's hand, an opening split open on the light sphere, and black and white Qi like chains bound Wang Shouyi's Primordial Spirit as it flew out.

"Wang Shouyi..."

Upon seeing Wang Shouyi's Primordial Spirit, Jiang Daoran's gaze tightened, flames burning fiercely in his pupils, his eyes splitting from rage.

This was his father-in-Law.

Yet this person had participated in ambushing and killing his own grandson.

Who the mastermind behind the scenes was went without saying.

"Jiang Daoran? Good son-in-Law, quickly, quickly let me go! Otherwise, when the Great Emperor of our clan comes out of seclusion, he will definitely make your Jiang Clan pay in blood!"

Upon seeing Jiang Daoran, Wang Shouyi's eyes lit up as if he had seen a straw to save his life, and he hurriedly shouted out loud.

Jiang Daoran looked at Wang Shouyi, who was left with only his Primordial Spirit. He shook his head slightly, then said with an icy gaze, "Wang Shouyi, you ambushed and killed the Divine Son of Jiang, and you still dare to threaten us, demanding that our Jiang Clan pay in blood. Do you truly think our Jiang Clan is easy to bully?"

His gaze was like a blade, and the Aura of the half-step Great Saint Realm pressed down overwhelmingly, causing Wang Shouyi's heart to tremble.

"You... what are you thinking?" Wang Shouyi felt a chill in his heart, and his Primordial Spirit took a few steps back.

"Speak, who made you ambush and kill my grandson! And where on earth did your Wang Clan get the guts to touch the Divine Son of Jiang?"

Jiang Daoran stood up, his gaze fierce as he looked down at the Primordial Spirit form of Wang Shouyi before him, which was only about a foot tall.

At the same time, raging flames swept out from his body, turning into a sea of fire that appeared beneath Wang Shouyi's Primordial Spirit form.

"You..." Wang Shouyi's heart skipped a beat, seeming unable to understand why the usually weak Jiang Daoran had suddenly turned tough.

Before he could think further, the raging flames beneath him began to burn, scorching him until the power of his Primordial Spirit began to weaken.

His Primordial Spirit felt as though it was about to turn into nothingness.

"Ah! Ah!" Wang Shouyi cried out, "Jiang Daoran, I am your father-in-Law, how dare you harm me?"

Jiang Daoran angrily said, "So what if you are my father-in-Law? Harming my grandson... not even the Great Emperor of the Wang Clan will do!"

"You..." Wang Shouyi sneered, "Your Jiang Clan has long since fallen into decline. Without the assistance of our Wang Clan, you are bound to be annihilated."

"Obstinately stubborn! Do you really think this seat has no methods?" Jiang Daoran guided a hand incantation, and the light patterns between his brows flickered, manifesting a Dharma Eye. "Great Sun Dharma Eye... observe the ancient and modern through the Dharma!" As the Dharma Eye opened, Dao patterns seeped into Wang Shouyi's Primordial Spirit.

This was an attempt to extract the soul.