Kaboom!
The barren mountain was split in two, collapsing on both sides. The earth rumbled at once, and dust billowed everywhere in the heritage site.
Jiang He waved his sleeve, blowing away the dust.
"Die!"
Whoosh!
That was when the Graywolf King turned into a black silhouette and shot up into the air, lunging towards Jiang He, its sharp claws tearing through the air as it clawed at Jiang He's head. Laughing out loud, Jiang He's physique and True Qi burst out, sending the Graywolf King flying a thousand feet away with a single palm strike.
The Graywolf King paused a thousand feet away, glancing at its bleeding right paw with wariness in its blood-colored eyes.
Jiang He was much stronger than it imagined!
"Not bad, not bad."
Jiang He did not give chase after repelling the Graywolf King with a single blow. Instead, he studied the Graywolf King with interest and smiled. "I didn't expect you to become stronger and darker. You must be a pinnacle Feral King now, yes?"
"Still, you've cultivated daemonic cultivation, so you have more moves and stronger combat ability. You must be between Feral King and Feral Emperor, right?"
Jiang He was very pleased with the change in the Graywolf King's ability.
After all …
Daemonic cultivation.
Dumbo and Trumbo needed it very much.
Both the willow tree and the Cloudscraper Vine might be able to cultivate it, and the stronger the better.
With a point of his finger, the Scarlet Flame Sword turned into a sword flash and sliced towards the Graywolf King. Now that things had come to this, the Graywolf King could be killed — there was no need to waste words.
Under the effect of "White Foal Crosses the Rift", the Scarlet Flame Sword almost instantly slashed at the Ash Wolf King. However, although the Ash Wolf King was pushed back a thousand meters by the Scarlet Flame Sword, it did not cause any substantial damage.
A set of silver war armor appeared over its body.
The silver war armor almost covered the Graywolf King's entire body, leaving only its mouth, nose, ears, eyes, claws, and tail exposed.
"Eh?"
"Mystic armor?"
Jiang He was surprised.
Could daemons use mystic treasures too?
Hmmm …
Probably, right?
The war armor's design was quite impressive. If Jiang He could take it off and put it on Dumbo … would it not look so cool when he imagined the scene?
Even as Jiang He was surprised, the Graywolf King was even more surprised.
Although the sword didn't hurt it, the "Demon Weapon Secret Treasure Battle Robe" he had just obtained couldn't withstand it. It was estimated that the battle armor might be damaged if it continued like this for another three to five times.
After all, magic treasures were also divided into grades.
Jiang He's Scarlet Flame Sword was a premium-grade soul weapon, and its grade was definitely higher than the silver armor.
Be that as it may, neither the Graywolf King nor Jiang He were aware of that fact. The Graywolf King had just received the complete legacy and did not have the time to read through the daemonic cultivation methods in the jade scroll, while Jiang He had begun his path as an immortal through farming. How would he know about item refinement?
Charging his Scarlet Flame Sword, Jiang He was about to attack again when the Graywolf King suddenly invoked a pitch-black bottle gourd.
The bottle gourd flew up into the air and rapidly enlarged. Daemonic Qi churned inside as if it had shot out of a wolf, and the Graywolf King opened its maw and sprayed Daemonic Qi on the bottle gourd. The bottle gourd shuddered, and with a hum, a blood-colored slash shot out at Jiang He.
Caught off guard, the blood-colored slash landed on Jiang He's shoulder. He grunted and looked down to find that his shoulder was bleeding profusely — there was a five-inch gash cut into it.
"Gasp!"
Jiang He inhaled sharply.
That bottle gourd …
Was it a daemonic treasure as well?
Leaving aside the fact that it could shoot out black qi, it could also shoot an air blade at him?
Now that did have the flavor of Xianxia …
The Graywolf King's eyes tightened, the shock in its heart churning like the seas … What the hell, it naturally knew the bottle gourd's power since it had already refined it. Reasonably speaking, the air blade it shot out at full power would definitely be a peak strike from an intermediate-tier Feral Feral Emperor, but did it only cut through a layer of Jiang He's flesh?
Being the owner of the bottle gourd, the Graywolf King could sense it very clearly.
After cutting through Jiang He's flesh and landing on his shoulder blade, the blood-colored slash could not go any further …
Blargh!
Unconvinced, the Graywolf King opened its maw and spat again. This time, it spat out more Daemonic Qi and more essence.
A blood-colored slash that was even more frightening than before tore through the air, and it was fired three times in a row!
Jiang He used the Scarlet Flame Sword to cut through two of the slashes, while the last one landed on his chest. His flesh split open and blood dripped down from the skies.
The bottle gourd over the Graywolf King's head growled, "Jiang He, you can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you either. Why don't we call it quits and mind our own business from now on, and I promise to never invade Lingzhou?"
"Who said I can't do anything to you?"
Jiang He was rather surprised.
What was this animal trying to say?
Was it looking down on him?
He tore open his shirt and looked at the scars on his chest and shoulders. Although they were only superficial wounds, the wounds were slightly larger. If he didn't take any measures, it would take a long time to heal. At the very least, he would need to sleep for it to heal.
"I've been gifted a treasure by the seniors of my tribe. This daemonic armor protects me and you can't break through it at all, and this bottle gourd can unleash an air slash attack. If I charge it at full power, it's not like I can't kill you … eh?"
Before the Ash Wolf King could finish its sentence, it suddenly froze.
It saw Jiang He take out two weird objects with a flip of his hand …
It was long and around half a foot long, and there seemed to be a layer of something stuck to it. After Jiang He tore it off, he stuck it over his wound.
That was …
A large-sized band-aid.
Of course, the Graywolf King had never seen a band-aid before, which was why its blood-colored eyes were filled with bewilderment.
What the heck was that?
It had fought against the divine-tier who stood guard at Yuzhen more than once or twice, and that person had been injured by its claws, but it had never seen this thing!
Jiang He took out two band-aids and stuck them over his wound, feeling a little nervous … Would it be unhygienic to stick band-aids on him without cleaning his wounds after being so grievously wounded?
Could it …
Could it cause infection or inflammation or something?
As a precaution, he took out two Amoxicillin capsules and ate them before smiling. "Daemonic armor? Blade gourd? Those two mystic treasures are not bad, and they're perfect for my dog … "
"You want my mystic treasures?"
The Graywolf King sneered. "Dream on. Unless you have what it takes to kill me!"
"Alright!"
Jiang He nodded and said seriously, "Then I'll kill you!"
He extended his hand and beckoned, withdrawing his Scarlet Flame Sword and pointing at the Graywolf King.
In the next instant …
In Jiang He's mind, the sea of swords hummed.
An illusory sword radiance instantly materialized, and a strand of Jiang He's spirit was attached to the luminous sword, wielding it with his mind as he cut down at the Graywolf King.
Shiiing!
The hum of the sword resounded throughout the heritage site.
Veins of dazzling sword radiance erupted, directly drowning the Graywolf King. When the sword radiance faded, the Graywolf King no longer had any signs of life, and it fell from the skies with a plop.
Jiang He's face was a little pale after casting the Twenty-Three Swords, but there was a flash of delight beneath his eyes.
His spirit was wounded, and he finally felt a little sleepy.
Incidentally, the fight was over.
He collected his spoils and went home to sleep!
… …
At the same time.
At Jingdu City's Martial Arts Department (MAD), Wang Hou asked with a scowl, "Did you get through to Jiang He?"
"No. He's not in the service area."
"What about Yan Dehao?"
"I couldn't get through. Yan Dehao usually contacts me, and I can't contact him on my own. It's for his safety," Zhou Yu replied. Zhou Yu replied, and thought about it before adding, "Minister Wang, Yan Dehao would be fine with Jiang He around."
"Have you contacted Lingzhou City? Does anyone know Jiang He's whereabouts? "
Then, Wang Hou added, "Shouldn't we at least figure out what the brat is up to?"
Zhou Yu shook his head, saying, "Lingzhou City doesn't know what Jiang He is up to, but Cheng Dongfeng of the Eight Trigrams School did mention that he met Jiang He in the afternoon and told him about guarding Mount Dadong. Could Jiang He have taken things too hard and ran off to blow up Mount Dadong?"
Wang Hou: "…"
The Void-tier elite appeared taken aback, but soon shook his head and said, "Probably not, right? I'm just having him watch over Lingzhou City to stop the Graywolf King from stirring up a Feral riot. There's no need to blow up Mount Dadong, is there? "
Zhou Yu mused to himself for seconds, nodded, and then shook his head.
Logically speaking, that shouldn't be the case …
Could Jiang He, on the other hand, be judged by common sense?
There was no need to dwell on that issue since Yan Dehao would be fine with Jiang He around. "Minister Wang," Zhou Yu said, "the military has just sent word that the Dragoncroc Emperor had gone to Beihu City base, saying that it does not want a war against the humans over the Golden-Winged Roc … it would appease the Feral Kings so that they would not attack humans on their own, but the condition is that we humans fulfill our promise, especially Jiang He — he is not to kill other Feral Kings in the future."
"Oh?"
Wang Hou was amused and chuckled. "Is the Dragoncroc Emperor scared?"
Still, Wang Hou's smile soon faded.
The Dragoncroc Emperor …
Its ability was unfathomable!
Most importantly, it was very discreet, but that did not mean it was easy to talk. Would a Feral Emperor of its level be scared?
Rubbing his temples, Wang Hou could not help remembering what the Dragoncroc Emperor had said back at Mount Golden Roc …
There were not as many daemonic elites as they appeared on the surface.
"So … did the daemonic elites that the Dragoncroc Emperor mentioned evolve and were born after the Revival of Qi, or were they already living before the Revival of Qi?"
Wang Hou thought.
It was possible for them to be born after the Spirit Energy Revival, but it was not too likely. All the known Direbeast Emperors in the world were terrifying creatures that existed before the Spirit Energy Revival. Although they were not as powerful as they were now, they had at least gained sentience decades or even centuries ago and embarked on the path of evolution!
Wang Hou rose to his feet and went to the window.
He looked at the distant night sky of the capital, his expression solemn. He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to Zhou Yu. He said in a low voice, "These demon experts, are they Emperor level … or even stronger than Emperor level? If they existed before the revival of spirit qi, how many years have they existed for? "
A hundred years?
Three hundred years?
Five hundred years?
Or …
Or even longer?
Wang Hou turned to Zhou Yu and smiled. "Old Zhou, have the military elite stationed at Beihu Base communicate with the Dragoncroc Emperor. Tell them that I want to meet the Dragoncroc Emperor."
The Dragoncroc Emperor did not want to fight?
Or did the daemonic elites backing it not want to fight?
It did not matter. They would know after talking. It would be best if they did not want to fight, since humans would have a chance to develop. If they wanted to fight … humans would not fear it, or at least, the Hua Nation would not.
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