82: Chapter 82 Hunting Xie Wushang? Please, first think about who the prey is.

With a thought of Xie Wushang's Divine Sense, it split into one thousand two hundred and eight wisps, each sensing towards a Dao Law.

Instantly, it was as if he had entered one thousand two hundred and eight worlds manifested by the Dao Laws.

For example:

The Law of Fire evolved into a world of fiery domains.

The Law of Water evolved into a vast world of water.

...

The Law of Thunder evolved into a world filled with flashing thunderbolts.

The lightning was like a net and the whip of a deity, shattering mountains, splitting the earth, and reducing ancient trees to dust.

"The three thousand Dao... each have their own merits. When each is Cultivated to the extreme, they all possess matchless power!"

"Although all Dao lead to the same destination by different paths, there are still strengths and weaknesses after all."

"When I was in the Disaster Battlefield, I refined various Innate disaster spirits and have already condensed four hundred and sixty-two Laws..."

"Yet this is not the Dao I want."

"My Dao should not stop here!" Xie Wushang whispered.

In his Sea of Consciousness, in front of his Primordial Spirit, the Profound Truth manifested by various Dao Laws appeared.

Those Profound Truths emerged one by one like a blur in a passing scene.

But his heart was like a monolith, unmoved.

The more ancient emperors he revived, the greater Xie Wushang's desire for strength became.

Ordinary Great Emperors were not what he sought.

Nine-Tribulation Great Emperors were also not what he desired.

As strong as the Nine-Yang Great Emperor, being merely a step away from the Heavenly Emperor Realm, he was still trapped and killed in the Disaster Battlefield.

Leaving only a remnant soul.

Had it not been for Xie Wushang using the Origin power within the disaster prison bead to revive him, the Nine-Yang Great Emperor would likely have completely vanished into ashes shortly after.

Without stepping into the Heavenly Emperor Realm, one is ultimately an ant.

What about above the Heavenly Emperor?

Are there still Immortals?

If even the Heavenly Emperor cannot be invincible, what then?

Therefore, Xie Wushang wanted to walk a truly invincible path.

He wanted to surpass his predecessors, standing above the River of Time, rather than becoming a mere ripple in that long river.

"If one condenses the three thousand Dao, they can bear the Mandate of Heaven and verify the Dao to become a Heavenly Emperor."

"Yet... it is merely the Heavenly Emperor..."

"Wanting to surpass my predecessors, how... should I make a Breakthrough?" Xie Wushang whispered.

This was the Bottleneck that had trapped him for several years.

Over these years, he constantly thought about breaking through.

Back then, when he condensed over four hundred Dao Laws, he also wanted to forge the Acquired Chaos Physique and bear the Mandate of Heaven.

Yet after Cultivating for many years, he felt that his Dao should not merely be like this...

It should be much broader.

It cannot be confined to the Dao of his predecessors.

However, after pondering bitterly for many years, he still had no result.

Within the disaster prison bead, the twenty-one ancient emperors were also unable to give Xie Wushang better advice.

Because they had never stepped out of this step either.

If they could...

How could they just be at the Emperor Realm?

Although he desired a Breakthrough in his heart, Xie Wushang was still comprehending those one thousand two hundred and eight Dao Laws.

Preparing to condense Dao Laws in the future.

...

At this time, on the other side of the Abyss of the Fallen Sun.

That was a vast sea of fire.

Blazing flames surged over Jiang Nianyang's body, and like a shooting star streaking across the Void Realm, he looked toward the area where an island lay ahead.

"Hehehe, this deity remembers that thirty thousand years ago, Revered Master discovered a quasi-emperor-grade Fire Sun Flower in this place. Revered Master specially set up a Restriction to prevent others from picking it. Now, thinking about it, it must have reached the emperor-grade. No one should be fighting with this deity for this Opportunity anymore, right?"

Within Jiang Nianyang's Sea of Consciousness, the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror had a gaze like torches, looking at the sea of fire beneath that island, revealing a face full of burning passion.

An emperor-grade Fire Sun Flower was enough for it to consolidate its Emperor Realm Cultivation.

Right away, Jiang Nianyang plunged into the sea of fire.

...

Moments later, the sea of fire stirred up tens of thousands of towering waves.

Jiang Nianyang flew out from within rather disheveled.

Behind him, within that sea of fire, rows of flame chains actually reached out, piercing towards Jiang Nianyang like long spears.

Those flame chains were too fast, as if passing through the Void Realm barrier, instantly appearing behind Jiang Nianyang.

Flames bloomed around Jiang Nianyang, manifesting an archaic mirror to block behind him.

A clanging sound rang out, and the flame chains pierced the mirror, directly sending the mirror flying.

On that mirror, a vast imperial might was emitted, shattering the chain spears and causing flames to explode in that patch of the Void Realm.

Like a sun blooming, it formed a world-destroying flame mushroom cloud.

Layer upon layer of flames swept outward, causing the nearby mountains to shatter in large patches and turn into dust.

The sea of fire stirred up towering waves, affecting a radius of nine thousand miles.

Jiang Nianyang was directly blasted ten thousand meters away by the shockwave, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Good lord, that Forbidden Ground actually nurtured a Great Emperor-grade fire spirit. It is fortunate that this deity ran fast, otherwise I would have met my doom here."

Within Jiang Nianyang's Sea of Consciousness, the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror still had lingering fear and couldn't help shouting out, its Divine Sense sensing towards the sea of fire.

It saw that the flames there were gradually weakening, and the fire holy spirit deep in the sea of fire did not pursue, its Aura gradually withdrawing.

Obviously, after the tianyang treasure mirror unleashed its full strength, it also made that holy spirit extremely wary, not daring to rashly pursue.

Otherwise, if both sides fought a great battle and suffered heavy losses, it would benefit others.

Sensing that the emperor-grade Aura in the sea of fire was gradually withdrawing, the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it now, it also felt a lingering fear.

It could only unleash a single Great Emperor-grade attack after all.

If the opponent continued to pursue, it would probably have to burn its Origin to strike.

Because of this, it would fall into slumber once again, and who knows how many years and months it would take to restore its Emperor Realm Cultivation?

"That was close!" Seeing that the fire holy spirit did not chase, Jiang Nianyang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Revered Master, where are we going next?" Jiang Nianyang asked.

"Let's first go to the area where Revered Master underwent Tribulation in the past. Alas, we can only go there to refine some residual Great Emperor Dao charms to restore strength."

The spirit of tianyang treasure mirror let out a sigh.

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, who knows how much of the Great Emperor Dao charms are left there?"

Carrying a bit of helplessness, he guided Jiang Nianyang to fly toward another direction of the Abyss of the Fallen Sun.

...

When Jiang Nianyang left this area,

in the distant Void Realm, a ripple arose.

Two men dressed in brocades manifested from the Void Realm.

Both of these men had the Aura of a Saint and came from the Wang Imperial Clan.

One was named Wang Kun, and the other was named Wang Yiru.

"This Divine Son of Jiang truly wields a supreme treasure." Wang Kun looked at the departing Jiang Nianyang, took a deep breath, and said.

"Looking at this Aura, it is at least a ninth-rank quasi-emperor weapon!" Wang Yiru said.

"This little fellow seemed to have been injured just now. Shall we take advantage of this to capture him?" Wang Kun said.

"If we can obtain his quasi-emperor weapon, why worry about not being invincible in the Saint Realm in the future?"

Wang Kun was eager to move, his face full of greed.

"A quasi-emperor weapon is unfathomable and not something we can control... This matter still has to wait for the Great Saints in our clan to make a decision."

Wang Yiru said.

"Very well." Hearing this, Wang Kun took a deep breath, suppressing the greed in his heart bit by bit.

As a Saint, he naturally knew just how terrifying a quasi-emperor weapon was.

Even if that little fellow was already injured, if he exerted his full strength to unleash a quasi-emperor strike, it was not something they could withstand.

Just the shockwave emitted earlier almost took their lives, and even the defensive Saint weapon shattered.

One could imagine just how terrifying that strike was.

...

At nightfall,

the Abyss of the Fallen Sun still had a blazing sun hanging high, resembling broad daylight.

Here, there was no night.

Outside the Blazing Flame Valley of the Secret Realm of the Tree of Great Dao, two Cultivators from the Wang clan were lurking.

One was the quasi-Saint Wang Peng, and the other was the ninth-realm Saint Wang Qiyang.

Both of them were handsome and possessed extraordinary Auras.

"Ninth Uncle, Jiang Wushang has entered this fire abyss Secret Realm for quite a while. When shall we make a move?" Wang Peng glanced at the Secret Realm and said.

He was already growing somewhat impatient from waiting.

"Don't be anxious, after all, he is a member of the Jiang Imperial Clan! It is best to remain cautious and prudent." Wang Qiyang said.

"Now that Jiang Wushang has slain two Saints of the Tianyang Holy Land, I believe the Tianyang Holy Land will surely come to investigate clearly. At that time, we can also take the Opportunity to figure out Jiang Wushang's direct lineage. Even if we fall out with the Jiang Clan in the future, we will still have the Tianyang Holy Land as an ally."

Wang Qiyang had a calm expression with a smile on the corner of his lips, as if everything was well within his grasp.

From the moment Xie Wushang arrived here, they had been lurking in the distance, witnessing with their own eyes Xie Wushang making a move to annihilate two Saints.

Such methods also made Wang Qiyang feel immensely shocked, and the ripples in his heart were hard to calm down for a long time.

He knew deeply that Xie Wushang was not simple, and instead of rashly making a move, he chose to continue lurking here and wait and see how things developed.

He was like a lone wolf, hunting.