92: Chapter 92 Master, this sixth brother wants to harm you

On Great Dao Mountain, Xie Wushang's gaze narrowed slightly, and after taking a glance at the tree of great dao ahead, he withdrew his gaze.

This tree of great dao was flawed.

For ordinary Cultivators, it could help them comprehend the Dao and condense Laws.

However, he had already condensed more than 1,500 Great Dao Laws, so it only served as a reference for him now.

Afterwards, he stood up and prepared to leave Great Dao Mountain.

"Ah… Farewell, my homeland." The Holy Spirit Bird took a look at the tree of great dao, deeply reluctant to leave.

"What, you hate to leave?" said Xie Wushang.

"No… How could I hate to leave? Master, your heroism is unmatched. For this little bird to follow you is a blessing cultivated over several lifetimes."

The Holy Spirit Bird quickly chuckled foolishly.

It reached out its claws to massage Xie Wushang's shoulders.

If it was previously unwilling to become a slave,

but after witnessing Xie Wushang forcefully shake the Heavenly Dao Avatar, all its feathers stood on end.

Its heart was filled with boundless awe.

There was also a trace of yearning, as if it could already see the scene of itself and its master fighting across the myriad realms and looking down upon the universe together.

Just thinking about it made it excited.

It felt like its life as a bird finally had hope of standing out.

Xie Wushang withdrew his gaze and looked toward the foot of the mountain. Immediately, he took a large stride forward, and black and white Qi intertwined beneath his feet to form a divine bridge.

It extended downward.

With every step he covered a thousand meters, and in just a few steps, he appeared at the foot of the mountain.

"Lord Divine Child…" Jiang Xun, Jiang Mo, and two Jiang Clan iron guards stepped forward and immediately bowed in salute.

"This… This is the aura of the Eleventh Realm… Has Lord Divine Child stepped into the Great Saint Realm?" Jiang Xun's eyes widened.

He opened his mouth, wanting to cry out in surprise,

but not a single word came out.

A Great Saint!

Not even thirty years old.

And breaking through three realms in a single day.

With such talent, how many people throughout history could compare?

"The tribulation that the Divine Child just underwent possessed a might comparable to a quasi-emperor," Jiang Mo whispered.

"Furthermore, the manifested Heavenly Tribulation Incarnation even suppressed the Eight Desolations… Even Great Emperors never possessed such might."

"Just what secrets does the Divine Child hold?" Jiang Mo secretly sized up Xie Wushang as he lowered his head.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with awe.

The Divine Child before him seemed even more monstrous in talent than Young Master Tianxing, who was invincible among his peers back then.

"Greetings, Lord Divine Child!" The people of the Tianyang Holy Land also hurriedly saluted Xie Wushang.

At this point, they no longer dared to harbor even a shred of defiance.

The man before them was clearly not someone the Tianyang Holy Land could afford to provoke.

Even a Great Emperor probably couldn't do it.

"These people have witnessed your Natal Divine Soul in action…" Jiang Jiuyang said inside the disaster prison bead.

"I understand!" Xie Wushang whispered.

Only to see the black and white light patterns intertwining between his eyebrows, and a vertical eye manifested.

"Great Divine Ability: A Spring Breeze Brushing Your Face, a Single Dream Lasting Several Millennia!"

He spoke leisurely, and the vertical eye between his eyebrows opened, blooming with a patch of Law patterns that seeped into everyone's Sea of Consciousness and Primordial Spirit.

Instantly, everyone's Primordial Spirits grew hazy, as if falling into a deep sleep.

All memories regarding Xie Wushang resisting the Heavenly Dao Avatar were completely erased.

Only their normal clash remained in their memories.

A moment later, Xie Wushang's gaze flashed, his vertical eye closed, and the Law patterns of the Soul-Capturing Eye retracted into his eyes.

Jiang Xun, Jiang Mo, and the few members of the Tianyang Holy Land woke from their dreams.

They only remembered that Xie Wushang's methods were astonishing, crushing Xu Dadao of the Great Saint Realm, thus winning their heartfelt submission.

Yet for some reason, their hearts were filled with awe toward Xie Wushang, not daring to show the slightest defiance.

This was fear and awe originating from the depths of their Souls.

Even though Xie Wushang used a Great Divine Ability to erase their memories, it failed to wipe away that fear in their hearts.

"All of you enter my tripod. Once I return to the Jiang Clan, I will let the quasi-emperors of your Tianyang Holy Land come redeem you."

Xie Wushang flicked his palm, and a Saint-Grade treasured tripod flew out from his palm, flipping downward.

The several Elders of the Tianyang Holy Land were all sucked into the tripod.

"Sigh!" The several Elders sighed heavily, not daring to say anything more.

However, the fear in their hearts toward Xie Wushang had reached a peak, as if equating him to a supreme Great Emperor.

As for why they had such a thought, they themselves did not know either.

Xie Wushang looked at Jiang Mo and Jiang Xun.

"Let's go!" As he spoke, Xie Wushang took a large stride forward, and a spacetime channel appeared in the air, which he directly stepped into.

Afterwards, Xie Wushang and his party appeared in the air outside Blazing Flame Valley.

"He's out! He's out!" Wang Peng's gaze flashed as he looked toward the sky above the valley ahead and said somewhat nervously.

"This aura… Is he a Great Saint?" Wang Qiming released his Divine Sense to sense it.

After a slight sensing, he shuddered.

At this moment, the aura radiating from Xie Wushang had unexpectedly reached the Great Saint Realm.

Yet when he went in, he was clearly only at the Eighth Realm!

How long has it been?

He stepped from the Eighth Realm into the Eleventh Realm just like that?

"How is that possible! It's only been a single day! He stepped from the Eighth Realm into the Eleventh Realm? Even the Great Emperors of ancient times couldn't do that!"

Wang Peng's eyes widened, his breathing froze as he blankly watched Xie Wushang strolling out ahead, feeling as if it were a dream or illusion.

Wang Peng was a half-step Saint.

Being just half a step away from condensing Laws and stepping into the Ninth Emperor Realm.

However, this half-step had stuck him for a full thirty-six years.

Only he knew just how difficult that half-step was.

It was practically like having a natural chasm that was impossible to cross.

Yet the young man before them, not even thirty years old, had already stepped into the Eleventh Realm?

"Back in the day, his father Jiang Tianxing wasn't this startlingly brilliant, right?" Wang Peng looked at Wang Qiming and said via voice transmission.

"Back then, Jiang Tianxing had his Emperor Bone seized, yet he reshaped his Foundation, surpassing his former self and becoming invincible among his peers."

"Before he was fifty years old, he had already stepped into the Quasi-Emperor Realm, making him the number one person in our Cangyuan Realm for the past thousand years…"

Wang Qiming said, "Yet right now, his son faintly shows a trend of surpassing his father!"

"In that case, isn't he destined to claim emperorship?" Wang Peng said with worry.

"Mm! For a figure like this, it's probably hard to find an opponent on the path to emperorship," Wang Qiming said.

"This matter is of great importance. We must report it to the Grand Commander. We can never let him grow, otherwise our Wang Clan's grand plan for rise will be obstructed."

Wang Qiming immediately took out his token to send a message to Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang and Wang Shouyi.

Above Blazing Flame Valley.

"Young Lord, where are we going next?" Jiang Mo asked.

Xie Wushang's gaze shifted as he looked toward a certain area.

On his shoulder, the Holy Spirit Bird was looking around.

"Is this the outside world?" the Holy Spirit Bird whispered.

Back then, the Secret Realm of the Tree of Great Dao where it resided was sealed, and it had never ventured outside.

"Master, there is a sneaky fellow lurking nearby, intending to harm you!" Suddenly, the Holy Spirit Bird locked onto Wang Qiming and Wang Peng.

These two people used a supreme treasure—a blanket refined from void rat skin, which radiated a hazy power of Laws.

It made the two of them seem as though they were hiding within the Void Realm.

Ordinary Saints couldn't even discover their existence.

But what kind of entity was the Holy Spirit Bird?

Born and nurtured by the tree of great dao, it was naturally close to the Dao and had minute perceptions of all Law fluctuations.

These void supreme treasures were almost ineffective against it, and it could detect them all.

"Oh, is someone lurking?" Xie Wushang's gaze shifted as he looked toward the source of the voice.

Between his eyebrows, black and white Qi intertwined, manifesting a vertical pupil.

This was the 'Pupil of Falsehood' condensed from Laws, which could see through falsehoods, pierce through the Void Realm, and leave all Daos and Dharmas with nowhere to hide.

With this 'Pupil of Falsehood' opened and a sweep of his gaze, Xie Wushang saw Wang Qiming and Wang Peng far away a hundred miles away.

"What! Someone is here?" Jiang Mo scanned the area with a vigilant expression, yet didn't detect any abnormalities.

Jiang Xun also scanned the area with a vigilant expression.

Being merely at the Ninth Realm, he was still unable to see through Wang Qiming and Wang Peng who were hiding within the Void Realm.

In the distance, Wang Peng only felt his heart crawl with goosebumps as he could clearly sense two gazes looking over.