Over at the other end of the call, Wang Hou was taken aback.
What was that sound?
There seemed to be many people calling out 'Jiang He', and there seemed to be a dragon's roar. Could Jiang He have used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
Still, the 'bang' was easily identifiable — it was clearly the sound of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms striking a person's body.
It was not just him — the Sky Demon Cultists and the Graywolf King across from Jiang He were stunned as well. Their eyes widened as they stared at the mangled corpse on the ground, only coming to their senses after several seconds.
The Divine-tier Cardinal did not even have the time to say a complete sentence … and he was gone, just like that?
The bald Fourth Elder was the first to speak!
He strode forward, yelling, "Don't kill me, Jiang He!"
"I'm Yan Dehao! I'm a spy, a spy Minister Wang planted in the Sky Demon Cult, and he can testify for me!"
Baldy spoke quickly like a machine gun, afraid that Jiang He would kill him with a single palm if he was half a second slower!
Wang Hou appeared delighted even though he did not know what happened to Jiang He when he heard 'Yan Dehao' yell, and quickly said, "Jiang He, Yan Dehao is definitely a spy I planted in the Sky Demon Cult. Is he alright?"
"He's fine."
Jiang He beckoned for Yan Dehao to stand behind him.
"Alright, Minister Wang. I'll deal with the small fry from the Sky Demon Cult, and we'll talk later."
With that, Wang Hou hung up.
Yan Dehao was burly and taller than Jiang He, and yet he was hiding behind Jiang He like a chick. Pointing at the Sky Demon Cultists, he sneered, "Jiang He, kill those sons of b * tches! They're all Sky Demon Cultists, and each of them has taken many lives, even inciting a Feral riot. Their deaths are not to be regretted!"
"Fourth Elder!"
The Fifth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult was glaring in rage, his eyes almost splitting as he roared, "You … I thought of you as a brother, and yet you dare to betray our Holy Faith?"
He was an A-class Awakened, and his Awakened power must be water-type. Now that he was enraged and his aura burst out, the air promptly became damp, and a downpour descended from the skies.
Jiang He raised his hand, and Mighty Dragon Shows Remorse!
"Rawr!"
The dragon roar shook the heavens.
The silhouette of a golden divine dragon flew out of his palm and sent the Fifth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult flying several hundred meters away, crashing through a dozen trees before dropping dead.
"Rain?"
"Did I tell you to rain?"
Jiang He smiled faintly and strode toward the other Sky Demon Cultists.
He took the first step, and his strong natural qi burst out instantly. Seven great suns appeared behind him, illuminating the night as if it were daytime. When he took the second step, divine dragons and divine elephants flew out of the top of his head, circling around the great suns. Dragon roars and deafening trumpeting of the divine elephants lingered in the ears.
Rumble!
He took his third step, activating both the Invincible Vajra Divine Art and the Nine Heavenly Star Body Formula at the same time. Terrifying physical strength burst out, and the ground beneath his feet cracked. Violent Qi spread out from his body, blowing Yan Dehao, who was standing behind him, several steps back.
Godly might like a prison!
In that very moment, the aura bursting out of Jiang He's body left everyone quaking in fear!
Holy shit!
Divinity realm?
Was it divine-conversion or divine-tempest?
Yan Dehao's face dropped. Could Jiang He be divine-divine-union? The shockwave from the burst of his aura alone could send a rank-nine novice martial artist flying?
Wasn't that too much?
It would be even more frightening if he was not divine-union!
It meant that Jiang He, who was divine-conversion, the first tier of divine-divine-union, was close to divine-union, the third tier.
"Oh, no! Retreat!"
Wu Dong's eyes tightened and he bellowed in rage, "Our information is wrong! Jiang He is not rank-seven, but divine-pinnacle …"
Wu Dong, the Cardinal of the Sky Demon Cult, was quite a character himself. Knowing that he was no match for Jiang He, he retreated without hesitation, even grabbing two rank-eight Grands with his left and right hands and throwing them at Jiang He, attempting to slow him down and buy time for his escape!
Even as he ran, he did not forget to curse, "You despicable wretch!"
"Jiang He, you are a divine-pinnacle elite, and yet you are pretending to be a rank-seven grandmaster to lure our Holy Faith's disciples to your death?"
"The Sky Sage Faith is irreconcilable with you. Our Saint is about to master his technique, and our Holy Envoys would soon descend upon Earth. You will die without question if you dare to kill me!"
Well …
Was he being threatened?
Jiang He was a little speechless. Why was this puny villain so blind?
Run if you want, but what's the point of spouting threats as you run?
The key was that if you wanted to say something harsh, then say something harsh. Why did you have to slander me?
I, Jiang He, have always been open and honest, and I keep my word. Why am I a shameless wretch in your mouth?
Slapping the two unlucky rank-eight Grands to death with two palms, Jiang He invoked the Scarlet Flame Sword with a thought!
Whoosh!
A scarlet sword radiance shot out from between Jiang He's brows, streaking through the night sky and heading straight for Wu Dong at an indescribable speed!
First style of the Three Thousand Calamities, White Foal Crosses the Rift!
Jiang He did not add any flashy special effects when he created the technique, and the only thing special about it was its speed, which was unbreakable.
Wu Dong Ren turned to look in the air, and was promptly scared out of his wits. He promptly ignited his essence and spirit, almost bursting out with all he had learned in his life … but how could he, a mere divine-conversion tier, withstand a single Royal Sword strike from Jiang He?
Snikt!
The scarlet sword radiance pierced between Wu Dong's brows, the razor-sharp Sword Qi instantly destroying his spirit and will. His lifeforce rapidly faded, and his corpse dropped stiffly from the skies.
"Cardinal!"
Some of the Sky Demon Cultists cried out in anguish.
"Run!"
"Run!"
"Jiang He is alone! We have to split up and run!"
The Sentinel of the Left cried out, and every Holy Child and Grands of the Sky Demon Cult scattered and fled. Jiang He laughed out loud and waved his hand, charging a godly martial art. Thunderbolts flashed in the night sky, and with a crack, a thunderbolt struck down.
Boom!
One of the Holy Children of the Sky Demon Cult who was fleeing rolled away to avoid the thunderbolt, but when it landed three meters away from him, it exploded with a boom.
Jiang He waved his hand repeatedly, and veins of thunderbolts descended, interweaving into a purple net of thunderbolts beneath the moonlight. When the thunderbolts faded, the many Sky Demon Cultists could not have been more dead.
Even their corpses were burnt to a crisp.
Yan Dehao's mouth hung open, but he soon came to his senses and pointed into the distance. "Mister Jiang, the Graywolf King is getting away!"
Right now, the Graywolf King was already scared out of its wits. Gaining strength on the night of the full moon? It was futile against its father even if its strength doubled. Would it dare to stay?
Even as Jiang He waved his hand to summon thunderbolts to kill the Holy Children, Saints, and Sentinels of the Sky Demon Cult, the Graywolf King had burst out at breakneck speed and charged deeper into Mount Dadong.
And yet, the Graywolf King soon despaired.
After running over ten kilometers, it suddenly noticed a sword radiance hovering in front of it.
There were scarlet flames burning around the sword radiance, and the killing intent it exuded forced the Graywolf King to prostrate itself involuntarily.
It prostrated itself on the ground and stared timidly at the scarlet sword radiance before it, shuddering. However, when it opened its mouth, it threatened, "You can't kill me, human elite … we daemons have a pact with you humans, and if you kill me, you would be breaking the pact and starting a war!"
Jiang He: "…"
Can your body stop shaking when you say that?
He did not expect that the Graywolf King of Mount Dadong was actually a coward.
Actually, the Graywolf King was not to blame. Jiang He was simply too fierce, killing the Cardinal of the Sky Demon Cult with a wave of his hand as if he was chopping vegetables. Who wouldn't be scared out of their wits?
At that thought, Jiang He …
A thought from the Scarlet Flame Sword reached the Graywolf King's ears. "Come back!"
The Graywolf King did not say a word and turned back. When it looked up, it found that the corpses on the ground were gone, leaving only the detestable baldie and that Jiang He or whatnot standing in front of it.
The Graywolf King was not that afraid now.
With the pact between humans and daemons in place, would he dare to attack me?
Wouldn't he be afraid of a nationwide Feral riot if he really killed me?
At that thought, the Graywolf King promptly regained its valiant and spirited demeanor, and spoke flatly in human tongue, "You are Jiang He? I've heard the Cardinal of the Sky Demon Cult mention you before, and since you are divine-tier, you have the capital to work with me. Either way, it doesn't matter who I work with when we open the heritage site together … eh? "
Even before it finished, the Graywolf King's body shuddered.
"Jiang He, are you trying to start a war?" it asked, shuddering.
Jiang He was holding the Scarlet Flame Sword, which was now around thirty meters long. The tip of the sword was pointed at the Graywolf King's head, its tip burning with scarlet flames while Sword Qi pulsed. Snikt, snikt …
Even before the pulsing Sword Qi was unleashed, the Graywolf King's scalp was already torn apart, and blood was dripping down.
"Do you think a beast has the right to negotiate with me?"
Jiang He said flatly. "Be a good boy and open the heritage site, and I'll leave your corpse in one piece."
"We'll meet at the dining table if you don't!"
"You dare to kill me?"
The Graywolf King growled in rage. "That pact was made between the Golden-Winged Roc and the Dragoncroc Emperor, and the human elites, with many divine-tier human martial artists and Feral Kings bearing witness!"
"If you dare to kill me today, the Golden-Winged Roc and the Dragoncroc Emperor would definitely start a riot in the future and wage war against your human elites!"
"The Golden-Winged Roc … riot? A war between rank-nines? "
Jiang He smiled faintly and took out a giant chicken wing with a turn of his hand, smiling. "Don't worry, there won't be any riot."
How could there be a riot after I roasted the Golden-Winged Roc?
Still, there was the Dragoncroc Emperor. He could just pay it a visit when he got bored in a few days, and ask it why it was spying on him back then …
(PS: My child is feeling much better today. Resume updates and try to catch up. This is the first update.)
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