"Minister Wang, I found a large amount of blood outside the canyon. It is suspected to be left by an emperor level direbeast!"
Pei Donglai flew to him and said, "It seems that Jiang He had hunted down the divine beast protector of the Sky Demon Cult and killed it in the air, its blood splattering on the ground."
Three Blades Lin approached them with a scowl. "I found two corpses, and they must be those of the Sky Demon Cult's Cardinals. One of them died from a sword wound, and Jiang He must have stabbed him in the back and pierced his heart while he was running."
"The other corpse is a little worse off, having its chest blown apart by Jiang He's punch."
Perplexed, The Godfather asked uncertainly, "It's a good thing that Jiang He killed the two Cardinals of the Sky Demon Cult. Why are you scowling?"
"I …"
Three Blades Lin was about to curse when he suddenly remembered that the one asking was his own grandpa, and quickly adjusted his tone before quietly saying, "Those two cardinals are divine-tempest pinnacle on par with me. I've even gone to Lingzhou City to protect that brat twenty days ago, but he could instakill me in the blink of an eye. How could I be happy?"
Lin Tianzheng was stunned, and then …
He laughed unkindly.
Beside them, Pei Donglai and Wang Hou laughed as well.
The shocked hearts of the few of them calmed down a little.
Three Blades Lin was speechless. What was so funny about that? "What are you laughing at? Jiang He had first cut down the Golden-Winged Roc, the Dragoncroc Emperor, and now the Sky Demon Cult's divine beast protector. Could you be stronger than the Dragoncroc Emperor and the Sky Demon Cult's divine beast protector? "
As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly became quiet.
Lin Tianzheng and Wang Hou stared at each other, speechless.
Adding fuel to the fire, Three Blades Lin added, "According to the spies, Jiang He had gone after the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and returned. I'm guessing that the Sky Demon Cult's Saint was killed by Jiang He as well."
As he spoke, he deliberately looked at Wang Hou a few more times.
Wang Hou's face darkened.
He understood Three Blades Lin's meaning … he had just been wounded by the Sky Demon Cult's Saint a few days ago, and yet he was killed by Jiang He. That alone was enough to show the gap between them.
Without saying a word, Wang Hou took out his phone and called Zhou Yu.
The general meaning was …
There was no need for the experts that he had deployed before coming here.
Moreover, dispatch champions to search the Miaojiang region and hunt down the fleeing Sky Demon Cultists.
After that, he tried calling Jiang He again, only to receive a notification saying that the call was not within the service area. "Everyone," Wang Hou said, "Search carefully. The Sky Demon Cult has vast assets and would definitely have a treasure vault, not to mention a Secret Realm …"
… …
While Wang Hou and the others were busy searching around the great canyon of the Sky Demon Cult's headquarters, Jiang He was kept busy at home as well.
He didn't go to sleep until dawn.
He slept until four in the afternoon and got out of bed refreshed. After washing up, he found that Sora had already prepared dinner.
Unfortunately, the rice that he planted yesterday had not been milled into rice, so today's rice was still ordinary rice.
After finishing his meal, Jiang He took out a bottle of rank-nine Origin Fluid and had a few sips before heading to the sofa, ready to rest for a while before heading to the farm for a look.
He leaned against the couch and took out his phone from his Backpack.
However, as soon as he held the phone in his hand, the phone immediately rang.
It was Three Blades Lin.
Jiang He frowned. Why was Old Lin calling?
After waiting for a few seconds, he picked up the phone and asked with a smile, "Old Lin, why did you call me today? By the way, where's Brother Lin? How has he been lately? "
"…"
Miaojiang.
Inside the great canyon of the Sky Demon Cult's headquarters.
Three Blades Lin had been a little excited after the call went through, but Jiang He's words were like a bucket of water that was poured over his head at once.
Taken aback, he seethed, "Are you taking advantage of me, Jiang He?"
"Of course not."
Jiang He laughed out loud. "We're both cultivators, and it's just a title. It's nothing, and we'll just go our separate ways. How about I call you Old Brother Lin, and you Old Brother Lin too?"
Damn it!
Three Blades Lin wanted to PK Jiang He in real life.
Do you think it's appropriate for you to call me Old Brother Lin and Old Brother?
You don't say …
Anyone else would find it inappropriate, but Three Blades Lin was fine. It was better than being called a grandson, was it not?
Even so …
When Three Blades Lin saw the dark look on Lin Tianzheng's face, he quickly changed the topic and said, "Jiang He, me, Minister Wang, Commander Pei, and my grandpa are all at the Sky Demon Cult's headquarters. We've found a treasure vault and a Secret Realm, and Minister Wang means that you single-handedly wiped out the Sky Demon Cult, which is why he wants you to collect the treasures."
Treasure vault?
A Secret Realm?
Jiang He's eyes lit up on the sofa and he said, "Alright, I'll be right there."
After killing the Sky Demon Cult's Saint last night, Jiang He was in a hurry to go home and sleep, which was why he did not even think about searching the treasure vault. After all, he had been coveting the Sky Demon Cult's Secret Realm for a long time.
To be precise, he coveted the sun and moon inside the Sky Demon Cult's Secret Realm.
Of course.
Jiang He was not sure if the Sky Demon Cult's Secret Realm had a sun and moon.
"I hope they don't disappoint me … moreover, that giant snake of the Sky Demon Cult has daemonic weapons, and the Sky Demon Cult's Saint's black robe, golden mask, and even that crescent blade are all mystic treasures. There might be other mystic treasures in the vault."
Rising to his feet, Jiang He hurried to his farm.
After plucking the dozens of Doom Shrooms that had grown, he left for Miaojiang.
"If I hurry, the next batch of Doom Shrooms would have just ripened by the time I get back …" Up in the skies, Jiang He thought to himself as he flew with Royal Sword Flight, planning his time.
The Sky Demon Cult would arrive in just ten days.
Time was of the essence, and he must seize every second to improve his ability.
"Time has to be squeezed out."
"From today onwards, until we successfully ambush the Sky Demon legion, I'll sleep five … three hours less every day."
Jiang He thought about it.
If he slept three hours less every day, he would only sleep six to seven hours. Still, he was not sure about the specific time since his quality of sleep was poor, and there was no pattern to what time he slept or woke up. Most of the time, he would sleep as soon as he dozed off, and wake up naturally …
Sometimes, he would sleep thirteen to fourteen hours a day, and sometimes he would wake up on his own after eight hours of sleep.
Whoosh!
A sword radiance cut through the skies.
Atop the Scarlet Flame Sword, Jiang He appeared gloomy.
The Sky Demons …
Damn it!
They created a Sky Demon Cult that tried to kill him every other day and annoyed him to no end. Now that he had finally wiped them out, the Sky Demon legion was about to descend on Earth.
Soon.
Jiang He arrived at the hinterlands of Miaojiang.
Looking at the ruins left by the ten Doom Shrooms, Jiang He suddenly had an idea. "The Sky Demons would have to go through the Stargate if they want to descend on Earth. Could I blow it up?"
His mind promptly became active.
"It's definitely unrealistic for me to charge into the Stargate and ambush the Sky Demon legion with my own combat ability, so I have to go through the Stargate."
"Since they could only descend through the Stargate, wouldn't I blow it up and they wouldn't be able to descend?"
Jiang He felt that the plan was very feasible.
The only problem now was that he did not know how sturdy the Stargate was … how many tons of Doom Shrooms would he need?
"The Stargate definitely has a limit!"
"I could just try throwing more Doom Shrooms when the time comes … if ten isn't enough, I'll use fifty, a hundred, and five hundred!"
Jiang He breathed a long sigh.
Actually …
The problem was treating the symptoms and not the root. After all, if the Sky Demons could open the first Stargate, they could open the second and third. He could not blow them up one by one, could he?
That was why the best solution was to counter-invade them when they opened the Stargate and kill most of the Sky Demon champions. When that happened, the Sky Demons would naturally not dare to descend.
"That would prevent future problems, but it would be too difficult to execute."
"Even though my strength is formidable, in the end, I'm at most a newbie that has cultivated in the Martial Dao for two months and a beginner that has come into contact with the Immortal Dao for a month. How could I have the strength to go against the strength of an entire Xeno-race by myself?"
Jiang He flew into the canyon in no time at all.
Several figures were flying toward him from the depths of the canyon.
Wang Hou, Lin Tianzheng, Pei Donglai, and Three Blades Lin had sensed Jiang He's arrival and personally came to receive him. Wang Hou offered a fist-palm salute and bowed respectfully at Jiang He once they met.
Jiang He quickly walked up and helped Wang Hou up, asking, "What are you doing, Minister Wang?"
"The Sky Demon Cult had plagued the Hua Nation for years, but Mister Jiang had eradicated them single-handedly today. You are worthy of my bow." Wang Hou appeared solemn.
Jiang He was a little embarrassed.
Be reasonable.
What for the country and its people? Jiang He really did not think that way.
He didn't have such a big dream. All he wanted was a peaceful life. He just wanted to farm quietly. He didn't need to be on tenterhooks when he slept, ate, went shopping, or even went to the toilet. He didn't need to be afraid of being ambushed or plotted against.
After some small talk, they landed.
Jiang He cut to the chase and asked, "Where is the Sky Demon Cult's Secret Realm, Minister Wang?"
Wang Hou led the way and led Jiang He into the temple.
He had already figured out the method to open the Small World of the Mystic Realm. Soon, the Small World of the Mystic Realm opened.
Jiang He looked up after entering the Secret Realm to find a great sun hanging high in the skies … but weirdly, it was a gray sun. It emanated a gray radiance that blanketed the entire Secret Realm in a layer of gray.
Jiang He almost threw up when he imagined the scene of a gray sun hanging in his farm!
Damn it!
Jiang He cursed inwardly and turned towards Wang Hou, asking, "Minister Wang, do you want your Secret Realm?"
Eh?
Wang Hou did a double take, unable to react just then …
What does that mean?
Do we want it?
Of course, who wouldn't want a mystic realm or small world?
Having such a thing meant endless grooming of elites. After all, the reason the five Holy Grounds of martial arts in the Hua Nation could survive for so many years was because they had a Secret Realm.
Apart from the aristocratic families and sects that had ancient martial arts legacies, as well as the many fortuitous encounters and relics legacies in the early days of the Spiritual Energy Revival, the biggest reason why Hua Nation could produce so many martial arts powerhouses was that Wang Hou had mastered a secret realm.
Of course.
Legacies of martial arts and cultivation were especially important.
Still, that was not a problem for Jiang He. With his ability, he could definitely start his own sect, and with this Secret Realm, it would become another Holy Ground of martial arts in twenty years.
After a while, Wang Hou came to his senses and asked rather excitedly, "Jiang He, do you mean … you're giving this Secret Realm to me?"
Jiang He was speechless.
Are you trying to eat peaches?
"Not giving, selling."
Jiang He replied. "This Secret Realm is useless to me, but I could sell it to the nation to groom martial artists. We'll talk about the specifics later … by the way, where's the Sky Demon Cult's treasure vault? Could you take me there?"
Hence, Wang Hou led Jiang He to the Sky Demon Cult's treasure vault.
There were many weapons, armor, medicinal pellets, and even rare treasures, floral spirits, and martial arts manuals.
Even so, Jiang He did not need any of those things. After scanning with his spirit and confirming that there were no mystic treasures or daemonic weapons, he cursed in disappointment, "What the hell, are the Sky Demon Cult that poor … eh?"
Even so, Jiang He quickly came to a realization even before he finished.
Hold on …
Daemonic weapons and mystic treasures were much more valuable than the items in the treasure vault.
Perhaps the Sky Demon Cult's Saint was carrying them with her!
With a wave of his hand, he took out the Sky Demon Cult's Saint's corpse from his System Backpack and nonchalantly threw it on the ground.
Looking around, he could not help exclaiming in surprise, "Was the Sky Demon Cult's Saint really a woman?"
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint had died peacefully.
Her spirit and spirit had been destroyed by Jiang He's Twenty-Three Swords, but there was not a hint of injury on her body, and her corpse appeared lifelike as if she was asleep.
Her facial features were exquisite, and she wore a translucent black muslin over her lithe figure. One could tell at a glance that she was a great beauty when she was alive.
Stunned, Wang Hou turned to Jiang He and said, "Jiang He, you killed the Sky Demon Cult's Saint. You don't even know if she's a man or a woman?"
Know … my foot!
Jiang He felt a headache.
'I ate the pepper at the time, but I thought that the side effect of the pepper had worsened and mistook the Sky Demon Cult's Saint for a beauty. I quickly killed her with Twenty-Three Swords and stuffed her body into my System Backpack, and only checked now. How would I know if she's a man or a woman?
Should I tell Wang Hou the truth?
No way. '
Jiang He's expression did not change as he laughed out loud. "The clouds were thick last night and I couldn't see anything. Moreover, I killed her too quickly and wiped out her spirit and spirit with a single move, so I couldn't see if she was a man or a woman."
"…"
Wang Hou suddenly felt terrible inside.
He forced a smile, while Jiang He had already dropped to a crouch and studied the Sky Demon Cult's Saint's corpse. Reaching out to touch her face and pinch it a few times to confirm that it was not a disguise, he said, "I thought she was a Sky Demon from her tone. Could she not be one?"
"Oh?"
Wang Hou's gaze twitched and he asked in confusion, "How did you know?"
"Aside from the leader of the Sky Demon Cult, I've also killed four of their vice-leaders. All of them had been baptized in the Sacred Pool of the Sky Demon Cult, and certain parts of their bodies had turned into Sky Demons."
"Their faces were ugly, their skin was steely, and their fangs and nails resembled the zombies of legends, but the Saint was no different from a normal person."
Wang Hou mused to himself for a long time, then had a flash of inspiration as if remembering something and said, "That might not be the case. I've read some simple information about the Sky Demons from some of the ancient texts copied from the five holy grounds. The Sky Demon Cult resides beyond the skies and is a colossal race. That race has a strict hierarchy of bloodlines, and while the ordinary Sky Demons are ugly, the royal members of the Sky Demons are no different from normal humans."
Jiang He exclaimed in delight, "You have information about the Sky Demons, Minister Wang? Can you send me a copy of this information? "
Still, Jiang He became puzzled and asked, "Minister Wang, the Stargate has yet to open, and the Sky Demons shouldn't be able to descend. But how did the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult come to Earth?"
"The Sky Demon Cult had invaded Earth five or six hundred years ago, and they might have been left behind."
That was the only explanation.
Still, Jiang He's interest was piqued at that.
Five or six hundred years ago was the end of the Old Martial Era. Could the end of the Old Martial Era have something to do with the Sky Demons' invasion?
If he had the chance, he could talk to the people of the Five Holy Grounds, since they might know something.
The Saint of the Sky Demon Cult was wearing a simple ring on her finger. Jiang He took it off and studied it, and could not help exclaiming in delight, "A Spatial Ring …"
He refined it with a drop of blood, and scanned the Spatial Ring with his spirit.
The Spatial Ring was not very spacious at around a hundred cubic meters. Aside from clothes and daily necessities, there was also a small pile of Orirocks — just over three hundred of them.
Aside from that, there were three weapons.
Two swords and one blade.
The blade was a blood-colored combat blade of extraordinary quality, but it was not a mystic treasure, but an Ancient Martial Weapon.
As for the two swords …
They were both mystic treasures!
Delight appeared on Jiang He's face. He was about to say something when his expression changed, and he whipped out a sword that was exuding black Demonic Qi, exclaiming in surprise, "The aura on this sword is a little familiar …"
"Minister Wang, did the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult use this sword to stab you back then?"
Wang Hou: "…"
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