Wang Zhenren was a little baffled.
How could he not know Jiang He?
In the eyes of the cultivators from the other sects, Jiang He was a living demon, a being who would kill and destroy sects at the slightest disagreement. His rise to power was basically built on the corpses of the other sects.
And yet, in that very moment, Jiang He …
He actually wanted to help him vent his anger?
Aside from shock, Wang Zhenren was actually a little excited.
Whoosh!
Carrying Wang Zhenren, Jiang He streaked westward from the skies above the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Outside the mountain archway of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the immortals of the sect were at first taken aback, but soon invoked a premium-grade immortal item that sparkled in golden radiance and roared, "What are you spacing out for?"
"All Mahayana and Heavenly Immortals of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are to depart at once!"
"Xiao Wang has been screwed! We must avenge him!"
"How could a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect be bullied by anyone?"
Others might say that the roar was filled with righteous indignation, and Jiang He, who had not flown far, could not help laughing out loud … What the hell were you doing earlier?
… …
Somewhere to the west.
It was a barren and uninhabited plain, a paradise for Ferals. People rarely came here, and it was rumored that a powerful evil dragon lived there!
Currently, this "evil dragon" was crawling on the ground, and on its enormous body stood a man dressed in a black robe, revealing only two azure eyes … Of course, although it was said to be an evil dragon, it was not actually one.
It must have been a lizard-like creature, and after mutating with the Revival of Qi, it had somehow evolved into a Feral Emperor by some unknown providence.
Its body was almost a hundred meters long, and it was several stories tall even when it was prostrating on the ground.
Atop the lizard's head, the black-robed man took out a magical orb, charged his mystic energy, and muttered an incantation. Veins of energy radiated out of the orb and shot toward the horizon.
The energy was formless, but anyone who had cultivated to a certain level and was within a five-hundred-kilometer radius could sense it.
Soon, many figures were flying toward them from every direction.
There were powerful sacred warriors and sacred mages with monstrous mana, and there were a total of nine of them.
Arriving before the black-robed, blue-eyed man's mount, all of them knelt on one knee and said loudly in Ancient Greek, "Greetings, Divine Envoy."
Oom!
A cool breeze blew past.
That lord who was called "Oracle" slowly flew up and landed in front of the warriors and mages. Looking at the pious expressions of this group of people, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart … A bunch of trash!
Each and every one of them claimed to be the descendants of nobles or the descendants of gods. Yet, the moment he descended and used a few tricks, didn't they all wet their pants in an instant?
However, these people were not exaggerating.
The Sanctuary Warriors and Sanctuary Mages who stayed on Earth and trained in the Divine Kingdoms had even lived for two to three thousand years. Some of them could really be related to the gods. They might have the bloodline of a branch, or they might be the children of the disciples of a certain god.
The black-robed man took off his cloak, revealing an incomparably handsome face.
He had a head full of golden curls and deep blue eyes. His temperament, in particular, made people feel inexplicably noble.
He continued to speak in ancient Greek, "The gods are ready, and Father has also sent an order. As long as we set up the altar, Father will lead the gods back to Earth."
His voice was high now.
He even secretly used some of his divine power to bewitch the hearts of the Sanctuary Gods, babbling a bunch of things in ancient Greek, promising them many benefits.
Stuff like "Father will return to the mortal realm and restore Order. When the time comes, all of you will be the lords of Order."
Stuff like "Today, everyone will receive one divinity each …"
None of them knew that Jiang He had already arrived.
In the night sky fifty kilometers away, Jiang He stood amidst the clouds and quietly stared at them. His immortal will swept out and caught the conversation between the Sanctuary Warriors and Sanctuary Mages.
Jiang He did not understand ancient Greek.
Even so, he could read their thoughts to determine the meaning behind their words.
"Oh?"
"Father?"
"Could it be the legendary Zeus?"
"Zeus is returning to Earth, and the western gods are returning as well?"
Jiang He was a little surprised.
The gods of the West, were they stupid?
Don't tell me that you guys didn't scout for information before you returned?
Do they not know that I, Jiang He, call the shots on Earth now?
And they even want to restore Order?
With a wave of his hand, Jiang He projected the distant scene before Wang Zhenren and smiled. "Wang Zhenren, who hurt you?"
"Mister Jiang!"
Wang Zhenren was flattered and quickly said, "Please don't call me that. Why don't you call me Little Wang?"
"Little Wang Zhenren."
Wang Zhenren was speechless.
He wanted to cry but had no tears. Not wanting to dwell on the issue, he pointed at the blond curly-haired man on the image Jiang He projected and said, "Mister Jiang, that's the one who hurt me. Three of the other nine were present."
Wang Zhenren pointed out those three.
"Two Saint-level warriors, one Saint-level magus …"
"The man called the Divine Envoy is a little stronger, and his aura is not much weaker than a Heavenly Immortal. He is probably the Divine Spirit they speak of, though I don't know how the levels of Divine Spirits are categorized."
Jiang He muttered and chuckled. "It seems that you are very lucky. Any one of them could kill you."
Sacred Warriors and Sanctuary Mages were equal to Mahayana cultivators.
Of course.
Because of the cultivation system, they should be slightly weaker than other cultivators of the same level, but the gap wouldn't be too exaggerated. At the very least, these two Sanctuary Warriors, a Sanctuary Mage, and a "god" would definitely be able to take down Master Wang easily.
And yet, all they did was hurt Wang Zhenren and say things like 'we don't want to fall out with the East'. It was obvious how wary the Western Divine Spirits were of the Eastern cultivators.
Be that as it may …
Jiang He frowned, unable to understand.
Why would they come back if they were so afraid?
"No …"
"They only dared to return to the mortal realm after the immortals who had returned to Earth left … but do they really think that they can strut around just because the immortals are gone?"
Jiang He chuckled inwardly.
Sensing the presence of Jin Sidao and the others rapidly approaching from five hundred kilometers away, he promptly invoked his Martial Yuan Spirit to conceal the ripples of Jin Sidao and the others' auras before transmitting, "Withdraw your presence and come to me."
Soon, Jin Sidao arrived with four Ten Thousand Swords Sect Heavenly Immortals on his sword.
"Don't be hasty, everyone."
"There's no hurry for revenge."
"The one who beat up Wang Zhenren is the Divine Envoy of the Western Pantheon. While it would be appeasing if we killed him directly, it would also create a grudge against the Western Pantheon, and they might retaliate in the future."
Jiang He spoke frankly with assurance and smiled. "That is why we should play it safe and not go out yet. When the Western Pantheon's gods descend, we would reason with them and have them hand over the murderer."
"If they hand him over willingly, there would be no reason for them to bother us in the future, would there?"
Those words …
Made sense.
Jin Sidao and the four Heavenly Immortals were unsure how to retort Jiang He just then.
Wang Zhenren looked left and right before asking meekly, "But Mister Jiang … the Western Pantheon's gods have just descended and would definitely want to establish their authority. What if they don't hand over the Divine Envoy?"
"Covering up for the murderer who beat you up is the same crime!"
Jiang He sneered and flatly said, "Then we'll just kill every Western Pantheon's gods as well … that would solve our problem all the same."
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