The hinterlands of Miaojiang.
Mount Thunder.
As mentioned on the internet, Mount Thunder was definitely the tallest mountain in Miaojiang. It was shrouded in mist all year round, and when one looked up from the foot of the mountain, it was as if they were in paradise on earth.
It was three in the morning, and the night was dark.
The skies were obscured by dark clouds, and no stars or moon could be seen.
The night was very dark.
Even so, night was no different from day to Jiang He. After having eaten carrots that brightened his vision and nourished his liver, Jiang He's night vision was stronger than Ferals.
Using Royal Sword Flight, Jiang He flew over the mountains, but even after circling several times and searching most of Miaojiang, he did not find anything unusual.
"What's going on?"
Jiang He's spirit spread out and scanned every inch of the ground beneath him, frowning. "Could the Sky Demon Cult's mountain guarding array be too advanced, which is why my spirit can't find it?"
After musing to himself for a while, Jiang He landed amidst the mountains.
In truth, he could scan every inch with his spirit. Since it was an array, it would definitely be different from the natural environment. Still, Miaojiang was so vast, and searching like that …
He would not find it even if he searched for hours.
Would Jiang He have that kind of patience?
Standing in front of a mountain stream, Jiang He had a thought, and the Scarlet Flame Sword that was hovering in the air rapidly expanded to a hundred meters long.
Charging the Scarlet Flame Sword, he swung it forward, cutting a mountain peak in two.
Since he could not be bothered to scan every inch, he had to change his train of thought …
"If the array really exists between the mountains, I could activate the array's power by destroying it indiscriminately."
"Though it's a stupid idea, it's practical."
Jiang He thought then.
Right now, he had already cut open a second mountain.
Jiang He would definitely not have dared to do that before the Revival of Qi. After all, this was the hinterlands of Miaojiang, and there were many old villages where many civilians lived.
Now, however, those civilians had long since migrated, leaving only dead, uninhabited villages.
Jiang He cut the mountain with Royal Sword Flight, and the more he cut, the more excited he became.
It was such a delightful feeling!
The Ferals living nearby were shrieking in fright and fleeing everywhere. Some of them were too slow, and were buried by the mountain rocks Jiang He cut open.
When Jiang He's sixth slash …
Dang!
The dull sound of steel clashing resounded, and the Scarlet Flame Sword was directly bounced off. In the darkness of the night, a wave of light slowly rose.
"Found it!"
Jiang He's eyes lit up and he could not help sighing, "My luck is off the charts … I've only destroyed six hills and I've already found it … I was ready to cut down every hill in Miaojiang."
With a wave of his hand, the Scarlet Flame Sword fell into his grasp. Holding the sword in his hand, he looked into the distance and saw that ten miles away, the water ripples were slowly rising, forming a huge barrier.
This barrier was shaped like a huge bowl. It was upside down, protecting the area within a radius of a hundred miles.
Before the barrier was formed, the fifty kilometer radius seemed to be filled with forests. But now … inside the barrier was an incomparably huge canyon.
Clearly, the 'mountain forest' before was an illusion, and not even Jiang He could see through it right away.
Jiang He looked out to find the town's buildings within the ripple barrier, and there was even a majestic palace and pavilion deep within the canyon.
There was a massive square in front of the palace, and over it stood a monstrous statue of an ugly monster.
Around the statue were many Sky Demon Cultists.
And above the canyon, a gigantic black-and-white water serpent was taking to the skies, its frightening aura even through the array.
"A Feral Emperor … the Sky Demon Cult actually has a Feral Emperor?" Jiang He thought then. He vaguely remembered someone mentioning that the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult was suspected to be a beast-tamer, and had a Feral King as a pet. Now, it seemed that the information was not true — the serpent was not a Feral King, but a Feral Emperor.
Moreover, Jiang He could sense a familiar aura from the serpent's body. It was the unique aura of daemonic cultivators.
"I'm afraid that the serpent is not much weaker than the Dragoncroc Emperor. It must have cultivated daemonic cultivators as well, and could assume human form."
Jiang He sighed, feeling a little disappointed.
If it could assume human form …
He would be traumatized if he ate it. What a waste of such a delicacy, and now he could only hope that the serpent had something like a daemonic weapon on it as well, which would make up for the regret of not being able to eat it.
Roar!
The serpent bellowed.
At the square below, a figure took to the air and stood on the serpent's flat head.
Aside from him, two other figures took to the air as well.
The many Sky Demon Cultists in the square below were in an uproar, with even the Holy Children, Elders, and Grands panicking.
Was a powerful foe coming?
Still, they could not help breathing a sigh of relief when they saw that Jiang He was alone.
Did he not come to die alone?
"Those two's auras are equal to Three Blades Lin, so they must be the other two cardinals. As for the one standing on the serpent's head …"
Needless to say, it must be the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult. He was quite showy and wore a golden mask, though there was no telling if he was too ugly or too shy to be seen.
Jiang He narrowed his eyes and flew forward, stopping when he was three miles away from the array and laughing out loud, "Friends of the Sky Demon Cult, won't you open the array and invite me in for a cup of tea since I'm already here?"
"Who are you?"
Someone barked angrily. It was one of the cardinals of the Sky Demon Cult.
He flew towards Jiang He, but did not dare to leave the mountain guarding array. Instead, he stared coldly at Jiang He through the barrier of water ripples. His pupils tightened at that glance, and he exclaimed in surprise, "You're … Jiang He?"
Everyone in the Sky Demon Cult was left stunned at those words.
The Sky Demon Cultists were all too familiar with that name … and yet, most of them did not know Jiang He's true ability.
After all, those who did know …
Were mostly dead.
While the average cultists, Elders, and Holy Children were not aware of Jiang He's true ability, the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult and the two cardinals of the Sky Demon Cult knew!
They had come into contact with the Dragoncroc Emperor and were even prepared to work together to kill Jiang He. As such, they naturally knew that Jiang He had slain the Black King Drake, the Red Toad King, the Violet-Crowned Golden Eagle, the Graywolf King, and the Golden-Winged Roc.
After a moment of surprise, the cardinal was enraged, killing intent bursting from his body as he barked, "How dare you, Jiang He! How dare you come to the Sky Demon Cult?"
A little speechless, Jiang He said, "I say, bro, could you come out and talk?"
They kept gesturing with the mountain guarding array between them.
Say a word in front of me if you dare?
I swear I would blow you up instantly and let you die painlessly.
The other Sky Demon Cult cardinal flew up to him as well, barking angrily, "You have a death wish, Jiang He!"
"…"
Damn it!
Jiang He was not even bothered with them.
On the other hand, the Sky Demon Cult's Saint flew up to them, barking, "Stand down!"
The two cardinals had no choice but to retreat helplessly even though they had intended to say more.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint's eyes flickered beneath her golden mask as she studied Jiang He from head to toe. She had wanted to step out and finish him off, but suddenly …
Her gaze shifted to the Scarlet Flame Sword in Jiang He's hand.
"A flying sword, a fire-type mystic treasure …"
"Jiang He was the one who killed the Dragoncroc Emperor!"
Her heart skipped a beat as she quickly deduced many things. Shock filled her face beneath her golden mask.
"That's impossible … even if Jiang He could kill the Dragoncroc Emperor, how did he defeat the Yuan Spirit clone of the ancient daemon cultivator behind the Dragoncroc Emperor?"
"Could it be that he already has the battle power of the Primordial Soul realm?"
Though it appeared to be a long time, everything happened in an instant.
It took less than a second for the Sky Demon Cult's Saint to figure it all out, from the time the Sky Demon Cult's Saint approached the two cardinals.
By the next second, she had regained her composure and suppressed her urge to leave the array to kill Jiang He. "Jiang He," she said flatly, "I had stumbled upon this array in the Secret Realm by chance, and it has the effect of both illusion and defense. No one could break it unless a full-fledged Yuan Spirit elite with a premium-grade offensive soul weapon attacks."
She paused for a moment before suddenly laughing out loud. Her laughter was filled with resentment and murderous intent as she growled, "You can't break the array, so you are no threat to me at all. I don't mind telling you that in half a month, my clan's army will descend upon us, and the first place we will massacre will be your Lingzhou City …"
Jiang He could no longer hear what the Sky Demon Cult's Saint said after that.
In that very moment, Jiang He's expression changed drastically as if thunderstruck …
The Sky Demons would descend in half a month?
They were a race from outer space, and he was merely a full-fledged Golden Pellet. How was he supposed to stop them?
Clenching his teeth, he barked, "I'm not buying it … so what if I'm not a full-fledged Yuan Spirit?"
"You can't break the array?"
"I'll break it for you!"
With a turn of his hand, a swarthy mushroom that looked like dog pee appeared in his palm. The Sky Demon Cult's Saint was taken aback at first, but soon could not help laughing out loud.
She then said something witty and mocked, "Jiang He, are you planning to laugh me to death so you could inherit my Sky Demon Cult?"
Jiang He said nothing.
He was thinking.
Which was more powerful, the full-powered strike of a full-fledged Yuan Spirit or a Doom Shroom with a yield of five hundred thousand tons?
Could it …
Blow up the Sky Demon Cult's mountain-guarding array?
"Whatever. I'll use a few more Doom Shrooms with a yield of five hundred thousand tons just in case."
With a turn of his hand, Jiang He took out ten of them!
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