19: Chapter 19 Even if you bully my father, the ancient emperor will pay with his life.

"Indeed, Jiang Tianxing, why do you think the Jiang Clan brought a bastard like you from the Southern Domain?"

"Why do you think the Jiang Clan spent so many resources to nurture you?"

"Isn't it to help you stimulate the ancestral Legacy blood within your body and purge the evil Qi of the calamity spirits for Young Master Jingyang?"

Jiang Zhen said coldly.

"A mere bastard actually dares to dream of becoming the direct eldest son of our Jiang Clan!"

"Young Master Jingyang is the true heir of our Jiang Clan!"

"Indeed, Young Master Jingyang has a noble status, and his maternal clan is the Wang Imperial Clan. How can a mere bastard compare to him?"

The armored men beside Jiang Zhen all spoke coldly, and every single sentence was like a sharp blade piercing the heart.

Jiang Tianxing wore a calm expression. "Isn't it just about the imperial blood of the Legacy? I'll give it to you. Why go to such great lengths? From now on, I am no longer a member of the Jiang Clan, and I no longer owe you anything... My name is Xie Tianxing... Between heaven and earth, I shall soar freely!"

By the end, his voice rose high, roaring like an untamed dragon.

Seeing this, he moved his large hand, grabbing towards his own chest as light like a blade seeped into his body.

An imperial bone inside his body, resembling a scorching sun emitting blazing flames, was forcefully dug out by him.

The imperial blood flowed down like flames.

When it dripped down, the mountains below were burned into magma.

"This imperial bone... is returned to you, Jiang Clan! Even without the imperial blood of the Jiang Clan Legacy... I can still prove the Dao and become an Emperor..."

Jiang Tianxing held the imperial bone and looked up at Jiang Zhen.

"This fellow actually nurtured an imperial bone!"

"With this imperial bone, he will definitely be able to step into the Quasi-Emperor Realm!"

"Quasi-Emperor?... Those who nurture an imperial bone can become a Great Emperor." Someone whispered.

"He actually took out the imperial bone!" Nearby, the iron guards who surrounded Jiang Tianxing were utterly shocked one by one.

"He only has the cultivation of the eighth-realm Venerable. Now that he is sealed and trapped by the Saint-Grade array, how could he survive if he didn't hand over the imperial bone?"

Jiang Zhen snorted coldly.

"Indeed, Big Brother Jiang Zhen has already stepped into the ninth realm and is a genuine Saint. He can crush this Jiang Tianxing with a wave of his hand. Handing over the imperial bone counts as him knowing what's good for him! Lest we have to do it ourselves and let his blood dirty our hands," a guard said indifferently.

Facing the cold gazes of these people, Jiang Tianxing said nothing more. He threw the bone, which resembled a sun emitting dazzling light, toward Jiang Zhen. "I hope you remember today's events and do not regret them in the future!" After speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave this place.

Jiang Zhen summoned the bone carrying the ancient ancestor's imperial blood to his front.

A wave of scorching flames swept over, forcing even him, a Saint, to involuntarily take a slight step back.

The dragon-scaled horse beneath him neighed in panic.

Jiang Zhen hurriedly materialized a protective light barrier to resist that power of flames.

"As expected of an imperial bone containing the ancient ancestor's imperial blood." Jiang Zhen whispered, then his gaze sharpened as he looked at the turning Jiang Tianxing.

"Wait!"

After taking the imperial bone into a jade box, Jiang Zhen spoke chillingly.

Jiang Tianxing turned around and looked at Jiang Zhen. "What, do you still want to silence me by killing me?"

"Hehe...!" Jiang Zhen's lips curled into a cold sneer as he stretched out his palm, about to signal the people beside him to make a move.

However, a flash of fire suddenly bloomed between Jiang Tianxing's eyebrows, as if a sun was blossoming.

Subsequently, a Phoenix flew out from the center, circling in the high sky, emitting a powerful energy fluctuation that surpassed a Saint.

The flame fluctuations rippled outward, causing the mounts of Jiang Zhen and the others to be directly forced back a dozen zhang, whimpering continuously.

Jiang Zhen stabilized his figure and looked closely, only to see a precious fan flickering with seven-colored rosy light suspended above Jiang Tianxing's head.

The precious fan was refined from five plume feathers, with flames spilling out from it, leaving five rivers of fire in the air.

"This is a Great Saint-Grade Phoenix Feather Fan!" Jiang Zhen's pupils constricted.

"How is this possible! How can he control a Great Saint-Grade Treasure Artifact?"

"The flame power within this precious fan seems capable of burning and destroying mountains and rivers, far surpassing ordinary Saint weapons!"

"This wisp of Great Saint-Grade flame is probably able to burn our Saint-Grade array into nothingness, right?"

Those iron guards were extremely shocked.

They looked at each other in dismay, then looked at Jiang Zhen, not daring to make a move.

"This Jiang Tianxing... holding a Great Saint-Grade precious fan, why did he still proactively take out his own imperial bone?" A guard was extremely astonished.

Jiang Zhen also wore a look of bewilderment.

"This aura... is definitely a Great Saint-Grade precious fan. If fully urged, even with me wielding a Saint King weapon, it would be difficult to resist."

He also wore a look of dread.

"If anyone dares to act presumptuously, execution without pardon!" Jiang Tianxing turned around, the precious fan above his head flashing with firelight. Dragging his injured body, he turned into a shocking rainbow and flew into the distance. The flames above his head swept past, directly burning a gap in the sealed array's light barrier.

A mere Saint-Grade array was completely unable to stop him.

"He... can easily break open the Saint-Grade array!" An iron guard was stunned in place.

"Jiang Tianxing must have been afraid that a Great Saint would make a move!"

"Indeed, so what if he has a Great Saint Treasure Artifact? Young Master Jingyang has the Wang Imperial Clan behind him after all," a guard said.

"Big Brother Jiang Zhen, what should we do?" Someone looked at Jiang Zhen.

"Now that Jiang Tianxing has gone far away, once this matter is spread out, we are afraid we will have trouble."

"Go rescue Young Master Jingyang first... He really cannot afford to delay any longer!" Jiang Zhen said.

"Mm!" Everyone nodded, and thereupon rode their dragon-scaled horses flying toward a heavenly palace of the Jiang Imperial Clan.

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"Abominable..."

Xie Wushang observed Jiang Zhen's entire life with the soul-absorbing technique, and the materialized scenes of the past were incomparably real.

His mind manifested within the scenes to observe, as if he were personally on the scene.

Seeing his father's receding back as he dragged his injured body away, a pang of heartache seized him.

"Father, why? Clearly you could have escaped, yet you still proactively took out your own imperial bone?" Xie Wushang whispered.

"Is it because the Wang Clan has a Great Emperor?"

Unfortunately, this was Jiang Zhen's memory; he could not see the scenes after his father took out the imperial bone himself.

He did not know what his father had experienced.

"Jiang Clan..."

"Old hag of the Wang Clan..."

"Everything you inflicted upon my father, I will definitely make you pay back a hundredfold."

Xie Wushang's gaze concentrated, and with a retraction of the soul-absorbing technique, the river of time before his eyes vanished.

Before him, Jiang Zhen's Primordial Spirit was bound by a ball of light.

Jiang Zhen was dazed, and after a short while, he recovered his sanity.

He looked at Xie Wushang with a face full of panic. "You, what did you do to me!"

"Bullying my father, your crime is unforgivable!" Xie Wushang's gaze was cold and fierce. With a movement of his large hand, the black and white Qi within the light ball binding Jiang Zhen turned into sharp blades, cutting toward Jiang Zhen's Primordial Spirit.

"No, my maternal clan is the Wang Clan, and there is a Great Emperor behind them. You cannot touch me!" Jiang Zhen's Primordial Spirit immediately shouted in panic.

At the same time, he burned blazing flames, wanting to resist those black and white blades, but the flames were instantly extinguished by the black Qi.

"So what if there is a Great Emperor? If they also bullied my father back then, I will definitely make them pay with their lives," Xie Wushang said with chilling killing intent.

He clenched his palm, and the black and white blades flashed, cutting Jiang Zhen's Primordial Spirit into countless pieces.

As the black and white Qi swept past, Jiang Zhen's Primordial Spirit was annihilated, turning into nothingness and completely disappearing.

A Major Achievement Saint-Realm powerhouse thus had both body and soul destroyed.