78: Chapter 78: No outsider’s name will be left on the holy monument!
Qiu Shang endured the intense pain, his eyes wide as he glared fiercely at Jiang Xuan, not uttering a single word.
“Oh, you dare glare at me!”
“Slap!”
Jiang Xuan backhanded him across the face, “I’m asking you a question, is this sword real or not? Answer me!”
Qiu Shang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes filled with humiliation, but still remained silent.
“Slap! Will you speak or not?”
“Slap! Will you speak or not…” Outside, Yun Ya’s face was ashen, Holy Might surged around him, and he said with angry eyes, “Isn’t this a bit too much?”
Lin Wuyuan said indifferently, “Too much? Just now, Qiu Shang wantonly insulted my Holy Land Disciples and destroyed his Dao Heart. Why didn’t you say it was too much then?”
“Just now, I didn’t stop Qiu Shang. Now, you also shouldn’t stop my Holy Land Disciples!” After speaking, he also released Holy Might, and the two powerful Auras caused slight cracks to ripple through the surrounding space.
Yun Ya’s expression was grim, and he suppressed the anger in his Heart-Nature. This was the Holy Land after all, not his Ninefold Mountain. If he dared to act recklessly, even if he managed to escape today, he would be severely injured.
Moreover, a war between two major forces was no joke. His Ninefold Mountain and the Supreme Beginning Holy Land did not have a life-and-death feud to begin with.
Within the Slaughter Domain, Qiu Shang could no longer endure the humiliation and cried out, “Real… it’s very real! Stop hitting me…”
“Slap!”
“I told you, and you’re still hitting me!” Qiu Shang was on the verge of collapsing. He was hit whether he spoke or not. What a scoundrel!
“Oh, oh, sorry, sorry, I got carried away.” Jiang Xuan said awkwardly. Then, he pulled out the four Spirit Swords from Qiu Shang’s body and retracted the Slaughter Domain.
“Thud,” feeling that he could move, Qiu Shang instantly collapsed to the ground, blood oozing from his limbs, his entire face swollen like a pig’s head.
Qiu Shang noticed the sympathetic and mocking gazes around him, and his Heart-Nature was instantly filled with shame and indignation, wishing the ground would crack open and swallow him whole.
In the Void Realm, Lin Wuyuan came to Wu Tian’s side, “I didn’t expect this kid to have such a ruthless side.”
Wu Tian smiled, “Isn’t this good? He’s doing it for his fellow Holy Land Disciples.”
Lin Wuyuan smiled, his eyes full of unconcealed admiration. A person like Jiang Xuan would make people feel at ease as a friend or family member, but as an enemy, he would be their nightmare!
“Haha, I really don’t know what kind of luck you had to meet such an excellent Disciple.” Lin Wuyuan said enviously.
Hearing this, Wu Tian was quite pleased, “Hehe, this is the result of my many years of persistence. It’s the heavens’ favor, you can’t envy it.”
Lin Wuyuan sighed, “Yes, for so many years, only you have persisted. Perhaps this is Karma.”
Then, he said leisurely, “Three thousand years, my Supreme Beginning Holy Land has hidden long enough.”
Wu Tian’s Heart-Nature trembled, “You’ve decided?”
Lin Wuyuan smiled, his words bold and unrestrained, “Even you, fellow, can abandon everything to strive for a hope. As the Lord of the Holy Land, do I lack even this much courage?”
The two exchanged glances, a mysterious smile appearing on their lips.
Yun Ya flashed to Qiu Shang’s side, checked his injuries, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finding that his Foundation was not damaged. He took out a Medicinal Pill and gave it to Qiu Shang.
After a long while, Qiu Shang’s wounds began to heal, and his entire face slowly returned to its original appearance. Opening his eyes, he saw that it was his Revered Master, and Qiu Shang immediately regained his confidence, completely forgetting how he had been dealt with by Jiang Xuan just now.
“Jiang Xuan! I refuse to accept this! I don’t believe your talent is higher than mine. If you have the guts, you also climb to the eighty-third level, don’t use those despicable methods.”
“Despicable methods?” Jiang Xuan shook his head. This kid in front of him was just like that; he had talent but such a weak Heart-Nature.
As long as one can defeat the enemy, any means can be used. Otherwise, in this world where strength is respected, a slight mistake would mean one’s own death.
He ignored the other party’s barking and went straight to the base of the stone tablet, reaching out to touch it. It was ancient and weathered, having witnessed the ups and downs of the Holy Land and countless legends.
Jiang Xuan looked up at the hundred-zhang-tall stone tablet, a surge of heroic spirit rising in his Heart-Nature, “Today, I shall let you witness a true legend!”
“Boom!” His entire Aura erupted, and his Bloodline surged! The Dragon pattern mark on his brow transformed from three colors to four, and roars of Dragons emanated from within his body!
A terrifying airflow formed at the base of the stone tablet, blowing up all the surrounding sand. He stood in white robes, his dark hair flying, and an imposing Aura soared to the heavens!
Before the crowd could react, Jiang Xuan’s figure instantly vanished from his original spot!
“Whoosh!” In front of the stone tablet, Jiang Xuan moved as if no one was there. The pressure emanating from within the stone tablet was like a mere decoration. With the blessing of his Four Dragon Bloodline, he was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the eighty-third level!
“My goodness! As expected of Senior Brother Jiang Xuan, he’s even faster than Qiu Shang!”
“Bah, you even compare him to Senior Brother Jiang! You’re looking down on my Senior Brother Jiang Xuan!”
…“How is this possible? He can also reach the eighty-third level!” Qiu Shang’s eyes widened, his face full of shock.
Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, “Good, you’re just like me.”
However, was it really as he thought? Jiang Xuan lowered his head and glanced at him, revealing a faint smile.
Qiu Shang instantly shivered. He had seen that smile in the Slaughter Domain. What was he trying to do?
“Whoosh, whoosh…” At eighty-three zhang, strong winds blew. Jiang Xuan retracted his gaze, slowly extended his right index finger, released his Limit Realm Power, and pointed it at the characters carved by Qiu Shang!
“Bang, crash, crash…” The originally neat two characters were instantly shattered, turning into pieces of rubble that fell down!
Jiang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. The pressure at eighty-three zhang formed transparent Qi waves around him, making Jiang Xuan appear even more mysterious.
His expression was calm as he looked down at the pale-faced Qiu Shang and slowly said, “My Holy Land’s stone tablet does not bear the names of outsiders!”
As soon as these words were spoken, all the Disciples in the Secret Realm went wild. Those who witnessed Jiang Xuan’s demeanor for the first time now finally understood why their brothers worshipped Jiang Xuan so much!
“Your self-proclaimed talent is like a joke in my eyes!”
“To presumptuously discuss the fate of others, do you even deserve it?!”
The deafening sound was like the mighty power of heaven, pressing down on Qiu Shang, making him unable to breathe.
Zhuge Qing, who was beside him, looked moved, tears welling up in his eyes. If it weren’t for Jiang Xuan today, his life would have been ruined. From now on, Jiang Xuan would be his god. Whoever dared to oppose Jiang Xuan would have to step over his corpse first!
Qiu Shang’s face was pale, and he roared unwillingly, “Jiang Xuan! Stop lecturing me! You’re only at the eighty-third level, on par with me!”
Jiang Xuan’s expression was indifferent, and he shook his head, “A frog in a well, you still don’t understand.”
After that, Jiang Xuan no longer paid attention to the other party. How could the light of a firefly contend with the brilliance of the bright moon?
Turning around, Jiang Xuan once again flew upwards, stepping into the ninetieth level!
“Buzz!” The originally transparent pressure instantly turned golden, its power more than ten times greater than before.
Feeling this pressure, Jiang Xuan grinned and said, “This little pressure can’t break me.”
He looked up at the four golden names ten zhang above, and a surge of hot blood welled up in his chest, “Today, I will surely surpass the Supreme Beginning Ancestor!”