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Chapter 434

Words:3436Update:22/06/20 04:49:19

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Jiang He suddenly understood why the Saints had set the rule that forbade those above Golden Immortal from participating in the war between realms.

He could fight the weakest of Grand Luo with his current ability, and after consuming the Strengthened Mutated Pepper to triple his combat ability, he would be able to match some of the stronger Grand Luo.

He was still a far cry from the peak Grand Luo who were hailed as superior beings.

Those beings were either the disciples of the Saints or innate superior beings who wielded paragon treasures and lived for untold eras.

It would not take much effort for him to blow up a planet.

If those superior beings were to attack, an entire realm would be torn apart.

Collecting his thoughts, Jiang He sensed the location of his Farm, and with a thought —

Whoosh!

He appeared on a star fragment that was wafting in outer space around five hundred thousand kilometers away.

Unknown Fox was standing on the star fragment at the moment, watching the distant planetary quadrant where the battle had taken place.

There was a blank look on his face.

Beside him was the thirty-feet tall immortal pavilion.

Jiang He's sudden appearance startled Unknown Fox.

Coming to his senses, he quickly went up to Jiang He and said, "You've returned, my lord?"

Jiang He was rather surprised, and stared at Unknown Fox a few times before saying, "You don't seem surprised that I could return?"

"Surprised? How could I not be?"

Unknown Fox was all smiles, but he was inwardly … What the hell!

How could I not be surprised?

Even from hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, he could feel the terrible aura of the battle wafting away.

Streaks of Golden Immortal Dao floated in the air, breaking and crumbling, affecting outer space five hundred thousand kilometers away and causing it to tremble incessantly … unless one was an idiot, there was no way Unknown Fox would not have guessed that Jiang He was going on a killing spree!

Even so, Unknown Fox could not understand how a full-fledged True Immortal like Jiang He could slaughter the Golden Immortals of the Hundred Races like dogs.

Unknown Fox knew that Jiang He had once fought several Golden Immortals as a True Immortal.

However, several Golden Immortals and over a hundred Golden Immortals were two completely different concepts, not to mention that the White Sky God King of the Gods was present.

He was a being who could fight Grand Luo.

At that thought, Unknown Fox could not help asking, "Master, the White Sky God of the Gods … eh?"

His eyes widened and he exclaimed in shock, "Master, you … you're Golden Immortal now?"

"Nonsense!"

Jiang He barked, "How am I supposed to ambush the Alliance if I'm not a Golden Immortal?"

"But … but …"

Unknown Fox was momentarily at a loss for words. After stammering for a moment, he finally said, "But didn't you break through to the True Immortal Realm not long ago, my lord? Moreover, judging from the aura of the Dao on your body, I'm afraid you're definitely not someone who has just entered the Golden Immortal Stage. "

"I'm already at the peak of the Golden Celestial stage."

When Jiang He saw the dumbfounded look on Unknown Fox's face, he promptly explained, "The cultivation method I cultivate is a little special. Once I ascend, my cultivation would directly reach full-fledged cultivation, so it's nothing unusual."

"Alright, stop spacing out. Go get Dumbo, Trumbo, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers."

Unknown Fox didn't even know how he had entered the Immortal Equipment Pavilion.

Soon, Dumbo, Trumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, the two Golden-Winged Roc descendants, and the nine newborn Wise Rock Monkeys were all standing before Jiang He.

"All of you, go to the site of the battle just now and clean up the battlefield. I've just cleaned up a bit, and there are still many things left."

Yawning, Jiang He said, "I've just fought a great battle and used too much of my swordsmanship. My swordsmanship contains a secret Yuan Spirit technique, so my spirit is slightly damaged and a little tired. I'll take a nap first."

Ignoring Trumbo and the others, Jiang He promptly entered his farm.

Meanwhile, the maids had just finished preparing dinner.

"Looks like my timing is just right. Otherwise, if I killed too quickly, the rice would not have been ready. If I killed too slowly, the rice would have turned cold." Jiang He teased, saying, "Alright, serve me rice. I'm going to take a shower — I've killed too much just now and I'm covered in blood."

The maids served him rice.

Meanwhile, Boa Hancock and Sora followed Jiang He upstairs, saying sweetly, "Master, let us serve you."

Yup.

It was simply serving him.

Rubbing his back, handing him a towel or something.

After all, the meal was already served, and Jiang He was in a hurry to sleep. How would he have the time to do anything else?

After a shower and dinner, Jiang He yawned and headed to his bedroom.

A thought crossed his mind.

"No, I can't keep going like this."

"The Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword I've come up with is powerful and imbued with a powerful spirit attack, but the drawback is too obvious … I've only fought for four hours today and my spirit is so exhausted that I'm a little tired. If I fight for three days and three nights against a powerful foe, wouldn't I fall asleep on the spot?"

Gasp!

A sharp intake of breath could be heard.

Jiang He could not help a look of fear flashing across his face as he growled, "Wouldn't I be at their mercy if that's the case?"

Even as a full-fledged Golden Immortal, Jiang He was sweating cold sweat.

Wiping the sweat off his brow, Jiang He flashed a pained smile. "It seems that I was a little rash this time. It's fortunate that the Hundred Races Alliance did not send too many Golden Immortals, and there are just over a hundred of them. If there were a dozen Golden Immortals like Modolo and the White Sky God King working together to kill me, I would not be able to kill them all even after three days and three nights. My spirit would be exhausted when that happens, and there's no doubt that I would die."

Arriving at his bedroom.

Changing into soft silk pajamas, Jiang He was still thinking about that problem as he lay down on his bed.

Spirit exhaustion …

It could be replenished with medicine.

"I'll sweep through the pharmacies after I get back and buy a batch of medicine that refreshes the mind. I'll take one pill every time I fight, and would I still have to worry about spirit exhaustion?"

"Moreover, I could plant the mutated ginseng seeds I got last time when I get back."

"This thing is originally a variant. After planting and strengthening it, I can probably produce a large batch of thousand-year ginseng, or even ten-thousand-year ginseng. As an alchemy grandmaster, I might be able to use these things to refine a panacea that can replenish the mind.

Jiang He fell asleep even as he thought about it.

… …

Meanwhile.

In outer space, Unknown Fox was leading Dumbo, Trumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, the nine Wise Rock Monkeys, and two Golden-Winged Rocs as they slowly advanced.

Sweat was trickling down Unknown Fox's forehead as he said somberly, "Be careful, everyone. There are godly immortal arts and remnant godly techniques everywhere. Your cultivation is too weak, and you could die if you're not careful … Blargh!"

Even before he finished, he had touched a godly technique that was left behind.

That mystique was left behind by a top-notch Golden Immortal. It was a saber technique, and now that the saber technique was unleashed, Unknown Fox was sent flying hundreds of miles away. He coughed up a huge mouthful of blood and became extremely weak. Looking at the chaotic space-time before him, he laughed bitterly, "My lord is truly a ruthless man!"

"Alright. Stay where you are and don't move."

"Golden Immortals are too powerful, and their godly techniques would be branded in the air if they unleashed their full power. The dimensions here are in disarray, and the godly techniques left in the air would slowly fade when the dimensional turbulence subsides. We'll clean up the battlefield then."

Unknown Fox promptly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged to heal his wounds.

Dumbo, on the other hand, reached out with its paw and collected the corpse that was floating in front of it, exclaiming in shock, "That's half a True Immortal's corpse … huh? His Spatial Ring is still here. What the hell, there are actually over eight thousand immortal crystals and several mystic treasures inside."

"This mystic treasure is a little different from immortal items, but its quality is not low and would not lose out to superior-grade immortal items."

Having followed Jiang He around, Dumbo was used to seeing treasures.

Though he was only a Mahayana-tier now, his vision was not low.

After fiddling around with the Spatial Ring a few times, he put away both the Spatial Ring and the corpse, saying, "I could give these treasures to you, Master. As for the corpse, I'll take it back to nourish the Cloudscraper Vine."

He raised his head and looked forward.

There were still many corpses and mystic treasures floating in outer space as far as the eye could see.

Those corpses and mystic treasures were wafting irregularly in outer space, and whenever a corpse would drift out of the dimensional turbulence, Dumbo, Trumbo, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers would hurry to pick it up.

That was slow.

Even so …

Jiang He had killed too many, and they would pick up at least three corpses or mystic treasures in every two hours.

After Jiang He had collected the Golden Immortal corpses and mystic treasures, the remaining True Immortals varied in wealth and poverty. The Blazing Violet-Golden Eagle had picked up a Spatial Ring that contained three premium-grade immortal items and over forty thousand immortal crystals.

A day later, Unknown Fox had recovered a little from his wounds and joined the group that was waiting for treasures.

Soon, another three days had passed.

The dimensional turbulence in the distance had calmed considerably, and most of the godly Daoist techniques that lingered in outer space had faded. Dumbo and the other treasure hunting groups were now slowly delving into the dimensions to fish out the treasures that were floating in outer space.

In the meantime, a Sky Demon Cult True Immortal scout had come to investigate the situation, but before Unknown Fox could do anything, the average True Immortal was swarmed by the nine Wise Rock Monkeys and beaten to death.

… …

Meanwhile.

Around five million kilometers away from where the Black Demon Star was, two immortal radiances landed on a small planet.

They were Wang Hou and the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist.

The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist put the Void Piercer Shuttle away and smiled. "I've spent quite a lot of treasures to craft this Void Piercer Shuttle for a Grand Luo who is adept in the Dao of Space. I'm not adept in the Dao of Space, but I'm able to warp short distances thanks to this shuttle."

Of course.

The short-distance warping technique that the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist spoke of was actually not short.

A single warp could cross hundreds of thousands of kilometers or even millions of kilometers, or it would have been difficult to reach the vicinity of the Black Demon Star from Earth in just four days.

In the boundless outer space, the distance between planets was usually tens of millions of kilometers, or even light years. Now that they were just five million kilometers away from the Black Demon Star, it was actually very close.

"This place is not far from the Black Demon Star, and there might be scouts from the Hundred Races Alliance along the way. Minister Wang, we can't keep on warping now, or it would be bad if they sensed a spatial ripple."

Wang Hou, on the other hand, said worriedly, "It's fine. Five million kilometers is not that far, and we could reach it quickly if we conceal our auras and fly carefully. Brother Ten Thousand Swords, Jiang He's fate is unknown, so let's hurry."

The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist saw the worry written all over Wang Hou's face and consoled him, "Don't worry, Minister Wang. Mister Jiang is blessed by the heavens, and he is blessed by fortune. People like him would rarely die."

"Moreover …"

As he spoke, he added, "Mister Jiang might be confident since he dared to come?"

"If he really did it, the threat to the homeworld would be resolved, and it would be a great accomplishment."

Of course.

That was a joke.

Not even the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist himself would believe it.



In the distant celestial battlefield.

Many immortals with powerful auras were gathered in front of a warp portal.

Among them were Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals. There were over three thousand Heavenly Immortals, eight hundred True Immortals, and thirty-six Golden Immortals.

That was when a daemonic cloud arrived in the distance.

Dense immortal light shone above the daemonic cloud as six Golden Immortal Foxes led a hundred True Immortal Foxes and a thousand Heavenly Immortal Foxes to the warp portal.

Among the crowd, an immortal swordsman carrying an ancient longsword could not help exclaiming, "Has the Green Hill Foxes lost their minds? Six Golden Immortals, a hundred True Immortals, and a thousand Heavenly Immortals … sending so many elites back to the homeworld is a good thing, but who is going to defend the celestial battlefield? "

"True Habitant of Pure Yang, the Grand Luo of our clan has made the decision on this matter. You don't have to worry about it."

One of the Golden Immortal Foxes said coldly.

The immortal swordsman did a double take before sneering. "B * stard. How dare you speak to me with such a tone. Who do you think you are?"

The human Golden Immortal who was known as the Pure Yang Immortal Swordsman swept his gaze over the many Immortal Foxes and coldly said, "The Six Holies have ordered me to lead this reinforcement mission to the homeworld. If the Green Hill Foxes dare to run amok after we return to the homeworld, don't blame my sword for being merciless!"

"Why would the Green Hill Foxes listen to the orders of humans?"

One of the Golden Immortal Foxes appeared rather displeased.

"How dare you!"

The Pure Yang Immortal Swordsman abruptly unleashed his sword. Sword radiance shot to the skies, but someone held him back and called out, "Lü Dongbin, forget it, forget it … don't be rash."

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