60: Chapter 60 My Father is Beyond the Scope

Regardless of his cries for help, Jiang Kui remained silent; not only had his Saint cultivation been stripped away, but even his Primordial Spirit had suffered damage.

Even with precious medicinal herbs to nourish him, he probably wouldn't recover his wits for a few years.

"A half-step King Saint was just stripped of his Saint realm cultivation like that?" Seeing this, Jiang Zhao's heart beat wildly, his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg, and his eyes stared blankly at the unconscious Jiang Kui ahead as turbulent waves rolled in his heart.

"This... Is this real?" Jiang Lie wore a look of utter disbelief.

"Damn it, this little fellow actually possesses the strength to instantly kill a half-step King Saint?" Yu Liuyan's pupils contracted.

He glanced at Jiang Kui, then turned to look at Xie Wushang, unable to help swallowing hard.

"Fortunately, fortunately this Saint is brilliant... and wasn't blinded by hatred and resentment to seek revenge on him... Otherwise, I'm afraid I'd be roasted and eaten." Yu Liuyan muttered inwardly, feeling a chill run down his spine; with just a single thought, it was the difference between life and death.

Ever since stepping into the Saint realm, this was the first time he had experienced such a feeling.

"Wh-what happened? How did Old Ancestor Jiang Kui, who is at the half-step King Saint realm, suddenly faint?"

In the rear, the Jiang Clan Disciples on the fourth and fifth rows of lotus platforms flew into high altitude one by one, looking toward the fire pool area ahead.

They were completely baffled.

Clearly Saint Jiang Kui had the upper hand just a moment ago, devouring the lightning in the high altitude, so why did he suddenly faint?

And his cultivation even dropped.

"Uncle Wushang... is so strong!" Jiang Nianyang gasped as he looked at the two Saints ahead—one heavily injured and the other dropped in realm.

Though he fancied himself naturally endowed with extraordinary talents and capable of fighting opponents above his level, he definitely didn't think that if he made a move right now, he could overpower a Saint.

After all, the gap between the ninth and seventh realms was simply too vast.

The might of a Saint was simply not something he could withstand.

Unless...

An Imperial Weapon was used.

"Revered Master, did Uncle Wushang use an Imperial Weapon?" Jiang Nianyang's mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness to ask the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror.

"No," the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror said.

"Then how can he crush a Saint?" Jiang Nianyang asked with a puzzled look.

"Perhaps... this is what a Prodigy is!" The spirit of tianyang treasure mirror sighed.

"A Prodigy?" Jiang Nianyang frowned. Aren't I a Prodigy myself?

Yet he simply couldn't compare to Uncle Wushang before him!

"Alas, in this world, there are always some people whose strength is off the charts, and whose Foundations are terrifyingly deep," the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror said.

With a sorrowful expression on his face, he took out a wine gourd and took a sip.

"Nianyang, you needn't worry either. If worst comes to worst, we can find a piece of divine source, self-Seal ourselves, and wait until the next lifetime to attain the Dao and become the Heavenly Emperor."

His tone carried depression.

He had been deeply struck.

He intended to change his plan.

With this Prodigy around, who could contend with him to attain the Heavenly Emperor fruit status?

"Revered Master, you don't have to be this despairing, do you?" Jiang Nianyang said, "Your Disciple isn't bad either!"

He felt a tiny trace of grievance.

I'm also very outstanding, alright?

Why on earth did they need to find a piece of divine source and self-Seal?

"Despair?" The spirit of tianyang treasure mirror thought inwardly. "If you knew that he has already mastered three hundred and sixty-five Laws... and used them to open up a grotto-heaven, then fused them into one to forge a Foundation unique through the ages, you would know what true despair is."

However, he simply couldn't bear to say it out loud and crush his Disciple, so he only silently took a sip of wine to drown his sorrows.

Seeing that Revered Master remained silent, Jiang Nianyang looked up at Xie Wushang.

"I didn't expect Uncle Wushang to be so outstanding, but I wonder how my daddy compares to him?" he thought to himself.

"Daddy... in the blink of an eye, stripped a half-step King Saint of his cultivation?" Jiang Ruoxi blinked her eyes, looking at Daddy with a face full of adoration.

"Mother didn't lie to us... Back in the day, Daddy was brilliantly talented and peerless, a Dragon among men."

Her face was filled with joy.

To think that when she came out this time, she even wanted to protect Daddy!

She never expected that her own daddy would be terrifyingly strong.

Xie Wushang wore a calm expression as he apathetically looked at the unconscious Jiang Kui.

"Relying on power to bully others deserves this punishment."

Afterwards, Xie Wushang looked at Jiang Sheng.

"You... What do you want to do!" Jiang Sheng's heart was filled with panic. Clutching Jiang Kui, his body hurriedly retreated.

"Strip you of one realm." Xie Wushang's expression was calm, yet those indifferent words carried a supreme, unquestionable majesty.

"Audacious... You injured my protector and still want to strip him of a realm. Do you truly think you can cover the heavens with one hand in the Jiang Clan?" Just at this moment, a cold shout resounded, and immediately, a vast aura surged violently from the lotus platform ahead.

Jiang Zhao and the others followed the voice and looked over.

Xie Wushang raised his gaze and calmly looked over.

They saw a man rising from the lotus platform, dressed in brocaded robes, wearing a jade crown, and looking strikingly handsome.

Behind him, a sea of fire surged, with two suns hanging high above.

Twelve golden crows circled around the suns, emitting cries.

These golden crows flapped their wings, stirring up waves of fire that violently rolled toward Xie Wushang and the others ahead.

"It's the Second Holy Son... Jiang Xuyang!" Jiang Lie's gaze narrowed, carrying a hint of awe as he looked at the man ahead.

"Back in the day, the Second Holy Son awakened eighty-six percent of the ancestral Bloodline Legacy value... falling just four points short of the threshold for a God Son... Later, in an ancient Forbidden Ground, he refined a wisp of true golden crow blood... causing his Bloodline to transform once more, reaching eighty-nine percent Legacy value... only a step away from a Divine Body."

Jiang Zhao said.

"That's the Second Holy Son... He seems to have reached the half-step Saint realm!"

"To reach the half-step Saint realm at only forty-six years old... This is the bearing of a Great Saint!"

In the rear lotus platforms, many Jiang Clan Geniuses looked with burning faces at the Second Holy Son strolling over from ahead.

"Shh, don't ever say he has the bearing of a Great Saint... The last person who said that had his cultivation crippled by the Second Holy Son!"

"The Second Holy Son hates it most when others say he has the bearing of a Great Saint!"

A Jiang Clan Disciple hurriedly reminded them.

The gaze of Second Holy Son Jiang Xuyang turned cold, sweeping across the Jiang Clan member who had just mentioned his bearing of a Great Saint.

That clan member shivered.

"It's over, you've been targeted by the Second Holy Son," the person beside him said.

"What should I do, what should I do?" The person targeted by the Second Holy Son wore a panicked look.

"Later, you should proactively go confess your crimes. The Second Holy Son might still leave you with some dignity and not involve your family."

The person beside him said.

The person who had spoken earlier felt terrified in his heart.

Proactively confessing, and it only means not involving his family.

If he didn't confess, wouldn't his entire family be wiped out?

The Second Holy Son coldly glanced at that Jiang Clan Disciple, then withdrew his gaze.

"Hmph, a Great Saint? This Holy Son's goal is to attain the Dao and become a Great Emperor... Isn't it just lacking some Bloodline Legacy value?"

"My natural talent is extraordinary, and I have cultivated the dual-sun hanging high phenomenon... even surpassing the ancient emperors."

Second Holy Son Jiang Xuyang wore an arrogant expression, and immediately, he looked at Jiang Sheng and the unconscious Jiang Kui ahead.

"How dare you cripple my protector! Kneel down immediately and cripple your own cultivation for this Holy Son, otherwise, there will be no place for you to stand in the Jiang Clan."

Jiang Xuyang looked at Xie Wushang with icy eyes. As he spoke, his palm moved, and light flashed in his palm. A divine disk refined from red gold flew from his palm into high altitude, expanding in front of him to transform into a thousand-zhang-large divine disk that emitted a world-shaking might.