The world was silent, with only Bodo's reluctant bellow before his Yuan Spirit was cut echoing between heaven and earth.
Wang Hou, Lin Tianzheng, Dong Haichuan, and the other martial elites of the Holy Grounds all turned toward Jiang He, unable to conceal the shock on their faces … even the old monk of the Shaolin Temple was aware of Jiang He's accomplishments. After all, the Holy Grounds had their own information channels, which was why everyone knew that Jiang He was very powerful, but they never imagined that he was this powerful.
Not only did everyone fail to take down that Sky Demon elite, but he even managed to cut down the Ji Clan Elder. Moreover, judging from how Bodo was getting braver as he fought, they could all be killed if the battle continued.
And yet, how long had it been since Jiang He had surfaced?
One minute?
In any case, it definitely didn't take more than two minutes for the Heavenly Fiend Race's powerhouse to be killed. Even his Yuan Spirit was destroyed.
In the distance, inside Lingzhou City.
Long Mountain Lin, Pei Donglai, and the other divine-tier martial artists traded glances, a little dumbstruck. Behind them, the rank-nine, rank-eight, and rank-seven martial artists who had rushed to the scene from across the country could not come to their senses just then either.
That …
Was it over?
The Hua Nation was preparing for war when the Sky Demon legion arrived, and every martial artist present was ready to die. And yet, it was over before they could even see the shadow of the Sky Demon legion?
…
Up in the skies.
Jiang He waved his hand, putting away the six flying swords and the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud, and picking up the Spatial Ring and the combat axe of the Sky Demon elite.
That was when …
Wang Hou and the other elites all flew toward him.
Jiang He appeared a little pale and listless, and Wang Hou asked in concern, "Are you alright, Jiang He?"
"I'm fine."
Jiang He yawned. "It's mainly because I'm a little dizzy and sleepy after casting my secret Yuan Spirit technique, but I'll be fine after a nap … by the way, Minister Wang, send someone to take a look inside the Stargate. I wonder if the Sky Demon legion was blown up by the homecooked bombs I threw."
Wang Hou: "…"
Homecooked bombs?!
And you're still saying that what you threw was a homecooked bomb even now???
Your family's home-made bombs can cause such a huge explosion?
So much for a hydrogen bomb. In fact, Wang Hou even suspected that Jiang He had inherited some heritage site of technology. It was said that the Atlantis heritage site was a technological heritage site, and the countries of the European Union had worked together to develop it, obtaining substantial technological legacies that far surpassed Earth's current technological level, even developing a new martial art.
Of course, such things were personal providence, and Wang Hou would not press since Jiang He would not say.
Meanwhile, the other martial elites were studying Jiang He curiously.
All of them had seen Jiang He's condition before. The impact he received was so great that every inch of his bones was broken, his muscles torn, his organs shifted, and his veins severed … Even if he did not die, he would still be bedridden for the rest of his life. But how long had it been?
Not only had he recovered, but he had also killed a perfected Essence Soul realm expert in passing?
Even so, these people were not familiar with Jiang He and were too embarrassed to ask.
On the other hand, Jiang He turned towards Lin Tianzheng.
After meeting Long Mountain Lin, Jiang He suddenly remembered that Long Mountain Lin's eldest son was named Lin Tianzheng as well. That made Jiang He, who had assumed that the Lin clan of Sichuan and the Lin clan of Jingdu City were related …
He might have been overthinking things.
If they were, would Long Mountain Lin's son have the same name as Three Blades Lin's grandpa?
"Elder Lin …"
Jiang He could not help frowning and exclaiming in surprise, "Your cultivation?"
When Jiang He first met Lin Tianzheng, he noticed that he had cultivated immortal arts aside from martial arts. Though the mystic energy in his body was thin, it had reached rank-nine Qi Refinist, and yet, there was no mystic energy in Lin Tianzheng's body right now.
Lin Tianzheng then said, "If immortal arts are emotionless, why should I cultivate it? I have severed my karmic ties with the Penglai Sect this time, crippling my mystic energy and wiping my memories of the Penglai Sect's cultivation methods. "
Everyone's gazes twitched at that.
Wang Hou, on the other hand, was aware of the truth. Though he did not mention it in order to repel the Sky Demon legion, he sneered now and said, "Let's find some time to hold a press conference. There's no need to hide the matter of the Sky Demons, and I believe that we should at least let our citizens know about the potential danger, so that there would be a sense of urgency."
"Moreover …"
He paused and breathed a long sigh. "It was Mister Jiang who fought today, repelling the Sky Demon legion and slaying their elites all by himself. If the Sky Demons descend again, we should at least let our citizens know that a group of people are fighting for them!"
"Mention the immortal sects in passing and expose their true colors, so that those old bastards wouldn't swindle and deceive our citizens when they come out into the world."
Someone agreed and promptly left to make preparations.
Everyone understood what Wang Hou meant.
The immortal sects …
They were very powerful.
Even so, if they did not contribute, they could forget about opening their doors and accepting disciples when they came out into the world.
Of course, that matter was not easy to manage. When the time comes, even if everyone knew the true colors of the immortal sects, there would definitely be people who would break their heads to join them … but it was good to disgust them.
Jiang He appeared thoughtful.
Were these immortal cultivators that heartless?
After all, the legion and elites that the Sky Demons had sent to invade Earth were not something the Hua Nation's current forces could stop … if not for him, there would not have been many martial elites left alive, and there was no telling how many would die when the Sky Demons' legion engulfed the entire nation.
Jiang He's favorable impression of the secluded immortal sects was gone, and he even felt some disgust.
Wang Hou personally led the others into the Stargate to investigate, while Lin Tianzheng left to prepare for the press conference. The elites of the five Holy Grounds had a few words with Jiang He, and all of them invited him to their Holy Grounds as a guest. Jiang He agreed and smiled, "I'll definitely trouble you if I have the time."
Only then did the martial elites leave.
Elder Guo laughed out loud as well. "Brother Jiang He, if you ever go to Xiangyang City, you must come to my house as a guest."
Jiang He had already guessed the identity of the elite in front of him. Seeing that his qi and blood were withering and that there was an aura of death swirling around his body, a sign that his lifespan was nearing its end, Jiang He felt an idea and smiled. "You could stay at Lingzhou City for a few days if there's nothing urgent, Brother Guo. I'll treat you to a meal soon."
Although Patriarch Guo was puzzled, he still agreed to it.
The white-clothed guru appeared to know what Jiang He was thinking, and promptly pulled Elder Guo along with him with a smile. "Little Guo, let's go to Lingzhou City."
Elder Guo was dumbstruck.
He was older than the founding master of Mount Wudang and had a great fortuitous encounter that extended his lifespan by three hundred years. Combined with the lifespan of a Void-tier of five hundred years, Elder Guo was now almost eight hundred years old.
And yet …
The guru of the Tantra Sect had lived for three lifetimes, and was older than Elder Guo's combined age.
Right now, the guru of the Tantra Sect was the only one who would dare call Elder Guo 'Little Guo'.
He was now younger and unshackled, becoming immeasurably free and easy. Putting his hand on Elder Guo's shoulder, he asked with a smile, "By the way, Little Guo, I heard that you picked up a thousand-year Lingzhi Mushroom overseas and extended your lifespan by three hundred years … that thing is so powerful, and yet you still look like a middle-aged man even though your time is almost up?"
"Hmmm …"
Elder Guo was more forthright and answered truthfully, "To tell the truth, I once obtained a Youth Pellet …"
…
Jiang He could not help chuckling as he watched the two men leave with their arms around each other's shoulders.
Both of them were over sixteen hundred years old together … and had lived through several dynasties.
"A great hero serves his country and his people …"
For some reason, that phrase suddenly flashed in Jiang He's mind, and he felt that it was the most appropriate phrase for the guru of the Tantra Sect and Elder Guo.
Both of them were full-fledged Void-tier and at the end of their lifespans, only having one or two years left to live.
Reasonably speaking, the Revival of Qi had given them the possibility of ascension. If they cultivated in seclusion, they could ascend to greater heights in one or two years, and perhaps live for another five hundred years.
And yet, they had come to resist the Sky Demon legion, and that alone was worthy of respect.
"Let them stay in Lingzhou City for now. I'm going back to sleep, and I'll make arrangements for them when I wake up …"
Yawning, Jiang He turned and returned to Jinyintan Village.
… …
Meanwhile, in outer space.
The demon lord was sitting cross-legged in the starry skies on a withered planet, with several Sky Demon champions of the Sky Demons around him.
The Demon Lord could not clearly sense the great explosion in the Stargate. After all, the Stargate was too long and involved many powers of Space Rule. The power released after the explosion of the 300 Doom Shrooms was almost exhausted after wiping out the Sky Demons' 500,000-strong legion, and did not leak out from this end of the withered planet.
One day …
Two days …
Three days …
Soon.
Three days had passed.
The demon lord of the Sky Demons, who had been sitting cross-legged all this while, opened his eyes and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Bodo hasn't transmigrated back yet? "
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