95: Chapter 95 You dare touch my son? You've already committed suicide.

The seven black guards nearby nodded, immediately scattering to seven directions and summoning seven Formation Flags that landed in those positions, their surfaces blazing with towering flames before instantly transforming into a domain that enveloped a radius of a hundred miles around Jiang Nianyang's location.

"There is an anomaly!" On the lotus platform, as Jiang Nianyang was comprehending the Dao of the Sun Law and preparing to condense the Law, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart.

He lifted his eyelids, opened his eyes, and looked up.

With just this glance, he saw that the color of heaven and earth had already changed before his eyes, with a curtain of flame light isolating all directions.

Accompanying this was also the domain might of a Saint-Grade, pressing down heavily toward the region where he was located.

Causing the Formation light barrier around him to tremble slightly.

"This is a Saint-Grade Formation!" Instantly, Jiang Nianyang's heart turned cold.

A Saint-Grade Formation...

Such an offensive was clearly not something he could handle at this moment.

"I wonder how Revered Master's repairs are progressing now?" His mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness.

At this time, the great furnace evolved by the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror was refining that piece of gold and stone, constantly repairing the mirror body.

The cracks on the mirror body were gradually being repaired, and the incomplete parts were also beginning to be mended.

Now, some Dao patterns needed to be inscribed to completely transform it into an Imperial Weapon.

"Revered Master is still at a crucial moment. Damn it, just who in the world is it that actually attacked at this time?" Jiang Nianyang's gaze condensed, and he slowly stood up, stopping the condensation of the Law. With a cold and stern expression, he looked toward the man in black high up in the sky.

"I am the Divine Son of Jiang, which faction do you all hail from... Do we have any grudges between us? If there are no grudges, then withdraw the Formation and leave right now. If so, this Divine Son can still pretend this matter never happened; otherwise, when the Great Emperor of the Jiang Clan takes action, everyone behind you will be reckoned with."

Jiang Nianyang spoke with a considerable amount of majesty.

"Heh, the Divine Son of Jiang? You are precisely the one being killed!" High up in the sky, Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang let out a cold snort.

As he spoke, black flames rose around his body, transforming into a black sea of fire.

Soon after, within that sea of fire, a black sun manifested and hung high above his head.

Around Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang, violent winds suddenly arose, whipping up wave upon wave of water, the sound of the waves roaring to the heavens as if thousands of suns were rumbling and resounding.

"Black Sun Storm!" Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang let out a cold snort. With a guiding hand Seal, the black sun high in the sky blasted toward the light barrier ahead that was protecting Jiang Nianyang. As the sun smashed over, black fiery gale-winds swept across, causing the Void Realm to shatter.

The flame light protecting Jiang Nianyang trembled, instantly igniting raging flames that turned into a sea of fire, incinerating that black gale-wind into nothingness. That giant black sun falling from the sky was also directly incinerated until it gradually cracked, and was then swept up by the flames, shattering to pieces.

The torrential flames rolled toward Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang like giant waves.

Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang immediately evolved a light barrier to protect himself.

"It actually reached the Quasi-Emperor-Grade protective Restriction." Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's gaze flashed as he said, "So be it, today I will break your Restriction."

With a flip of his palm, a purple-gold iron token with a profound and unfathomable Aura appeared in his palm.

Inscribed on the iron token was a spear refined from red gold.

He guided a hand Seal, and the Dao patterns on the iron token bloomed, as if a world of flames had manifested within it.

Within that world of flames, a sealed spear vibrated and hummed, as if its Seal had been undone.

Flames bloomed on the spear body, bursting forth like a long river of fire and emitting a terrifying power.

That kind of power oscillated outward, instantly causing the flames from the Formation around Jiang Nianyang to roll backwards.

Furthermore, that power turned into layer upon layer of ripples, oscillating outward and impacting the Restriction light barrier protecting Jiang Nianyang.

Causing the light barrier to tremble and cave inward, evidently suffering a massive impact.

"Open!" With a guiding hand Seal from Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang, the purple-gold iron token flickered with a burst of light, transforming into a six-zhang-long spear suspended in the air. Flames bloomed behind him, and a Dharma body completely suffused with black flames slowly rose up from the sea of fire.

The Dharma body was a hundred zhang tall, holding the long spear, and thrust it toward the flame light barrier ahead.

Boom!

As the long spear stabbed over, a biting gale-wind long river burst forth from the spear tip, howling as it came and piercing the Void Realm until it directly shattered.

That spear radiance had not yet touched the light barrier ahead.

The light barrier had already been caved in by the impact of the terrifying power, and cracks began to appear.

"This is a Quasi-Emperor-Grade Forbidden Artifact." On the lotus platform, Jiang Nianyang's pupils constricted.

Even though he possessed a Divine Body,

after all, he was still only at the Eighth Realm.

Facing this Twelfth-Realm Quasi-Emperor-Grade Forbidden Artifact, he still felt his breathing stall.

Even his Primordial Spirit felt as if it were about to shatter under the impact of that Law.

"Damn it, I can only let Revered Master make a move!" Jiang Nianyang's gaze flashed, and his mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness to look at the tianyang treasure mirror.

At present, the treasure mirror was still slowly repairing itself.

If he were to let Revered Master make a move, once it attracted Great Emperor powerhouses, the consequences would likely be unpredictable.

Jiang Nianyang took a deep breath.

His thoughts were flying in chaos.

For the first time, he felt how difficult it was to make a choice.

Boom!

Right at this moment, a loud explosion resounded.

The light barrier evolved by the Saint-Grade Formation set up by the seven Wang Clan Cultivators suddenly shattered.

"I say, all Laws shall be silent!" An ethereal and overbearing voice rang through the air.

Heaven and earth abruptly changed, with black and white Qi rolling over like a wave, and a profound power of the Law infiltrating the Void Realm.

In an instant, Jiang Nianyang saw that the light barrier before his eyes, which had already begun to crack, actually stopped its cracks from spreading.

The long spear stabbing into the light barrier, along with the raging Quasi-Emperor-Grade Law gale-wind swirling upon it, saw its howling sound gradually weaken and then come to a standstill.

That appearance was just like the Law being extinguished, making anyone who saw it feel somewhat dreamlike in their heart.

This was a gale-wind evolved from the power of a Quasi-Emperor-Grade Law!

Who could make it stop operating?

When Jiang Nianyang shifted his gaze, he saw that in the Void Realm ahead, a divine bridge was extending over.

In the Void Realm, flowers of the Dao seemed to bloom as a man dressed in white, with a jade-like, god-like demeanor, strolled over.

When he took a step, a terrifying Aura permeated the air, as if transforming into a domain that locked down a radius of a hundred miles.

"It is Uncle Wushang!" Jiang Nianyang's heart surged with joy, and his eyes lit up.

"Who is it! To actually be able to break our clan's grand Formation!" Wang Kun and Wang Yiru wore solemn expressions and immediately looked toward the source of the sound.

Wang Shouyi also looked up.

Upon seeing that man strolling over, his pupils constricted. "It is him, Jiang Tianxing's son, Jiang Wushang!"

Wang Shouyi had always been paying attention to the intelligence of the Jiang Clan, and thus had seen Xie Wushang's image.

"Jiang Wushang?" Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's gaze shifted, and he also turned his head to look.

"He is actually a Saint?" Upon sensing Xie Wushang's Aura, Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang wore a look of astonishment.

According to the intelligence he had obtained, Jiang Wushang was clearly still only at the Eighth Realm.

Yet now, in merely a day's time...

He crossed from the Eighth Realm into the Eleventh Realm?

"Hmph, you have come just in time. No matter what method you used to raise your cultivation to the Eleventh Realm... under a Twelfth-Realm Quasi-Imperial Weapon, you shall all turn to nothingness and be beaten back to your original forms in an instant!" Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's gaze condensed as he let out a cold snort.

"Next, I shall let you witness this spear of mine..."

"This spear will make you despair!"

As he spoke, raging black flames swept out from within his body, and the Aura of the Dharma body evolved behind him skyrocketed.