In fact, even now, Jiang Tian could not figure out the Immortal Emperor's true attitude, whether he was an enemy or a friend.
Moreover, even if he was an enemy, controlling the fate of Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing, he was not the real mastermind behind the scenes. He could only be regarded as a "white glove" of the Supreme Magnate. Whether he was forced to do it or did it on his own accord, and what kind of role he played, was still unclear.
The real mastermind's strength and status had reached an unimaginable level. There were only a few dozen people who stood proudly at the top of the Immortal World or the Divine Realm.
"I'm also ridiculous. In front of tigers and wolves, I still consider the cause and effect for them. No matter who the mastermind is, no matter whether the Immortal Emperor was forced to do it or did it on his own accord, as long as he wants to control my fate, I will still unsheathe my sword and cut through all obstacles! "
Jiang Tian's eyes were cold, and he decided not to think about it.
After all, it was not time to unsheathe his sword. Before that, the mastermind and the Immortal Emperor had to carefully cultivate Zhao Xueqing and would not hinder his progress. The most important thing now was to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, until he was qualified to turn against the Supreme Magnate and unsheathe his sword!
Over the next few months, Jiang Tian continued on his journey, passing through many large galaxies that were like the Milky Way. He kept on getting closer to the Central Galaxy.
He saw along the way.
He passed by huge cultivation stars and saw countless ancestors in old linen clothes with animal skins around their waists, like the ancient Hua Xia, working hard on the earth, slashing and burning, planting spiritual fields for the cultivators above them.
The seasons changed all year round, and the spiritual seeds that were planted with great difficulty were all cruelly taken away by the cultivators in charge before they could eat a bite. If there was resistance, they would often be beaten into ashes with a spell, just like slaves.
He saw that in a poor mortal family, there was a person who was tested to have talent for cultivation and was immediately taken in as a disciple by a cultivator of a higher sect. The entire family celebrated, and a banquet was held for the surrounding villages. They happily moved out of the cold, poor, and dangerous small village that they originally lived in and moved into the city. They were no longer subject to the exorbitant taxes of the sect and the attacks of low-level demon beasts.
He saw high-level Nascent Soul Stage cultivators sitting on countless spiritual fields and mineral deposits. Their luxurious residences towered into the clouds, and countless beautiful maids in light gauze clothes shuttled back and forth in the palaces, living a life of debauchery and debauchery. Their magic power was still strong, but their Divine Souls had begun to fall and decay.
Although they claimed to be immortals, were they immortals or devils?
He saw that in the aristocratic families, for the sake of fighting for the power of the family, the sons of the first wife and the sons of concubines would cause trouble. They saw their brothers as enemies and killed each other until rivers of blood flowed. In the end, the son of a concubine who obtained the upper hand killed his brother and father. He held the head in one hand and the family seal in the other. He raised his head to the sky and laughed complacently. It was as if what he killed was not his own family but a group of pigs and dogs, a nest of beasts.
But there were also tears of blood rolling down his face. Was he despicable, or did he have his own difficulties and was just trying to survive? What kind of story was behind all of this? He saw …
Most of the time, Jiang Tian's face was expressionless. He just looked on coldly.
He saw a beautiful girl from a poor family being bullied by a low-level cultivator. She was terrified and desperate, and only wanted to die. If his daughter didn't have the heart to let him attack, Jiang Tian would also casually strike down a bolt of lightning and shatter him into pieces. Countless other cultivators were shocked. Then, under the lead of an old Xiantian cultivator, they hurriedly bowed to the sky, begging for mercy, senior.
If Jiang Beibei couldn't bear to see the demon beasts harassing and attacking the city, he would also strike with his palm. His palm could destroy all life and destroy a million miles. The golden light shone brightly, as if Buddha had slapped the Five Finger Mountain. The demon beasts naturally retreated in fear. The people in the city immediately cheered. Only the cultivators were frightened and didn't know what had happened.
He passed by two countries fighting. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were surrounding and killing each other. The cultivators on both sides were also fighting with all kinds of Dharma Treasures and Immortal Arts. The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The water in the lake evaporated.
Jiang Tian also stopped and watched with interest. It was as if he was watching an exciting movie.
He saw how the commanders of the two sides racked their brains to think about each other's moves and then came up with countermeasures. The Immortal Cultivators were in a killing frenzy. Even the high-level Immortal Cultivators did not hesitate to rummage through the treasures that they had accumulated over hundreds of years and throw them all into the fray. The mortal kings on both sides sat in their royal palaces in a daze. They could only watch as their countries were smashed into pieces and their people were plunged into misery and suffering. However, they were unable to resist at all. In the end, Jiang Tian couldn't stand it anymore. He slapped the cultivators on both sides into ashes and instantly stopped the war …
Just like that, he walked and watched along the way.
When he saw injustice, he would also help. Most of the time, he just flew past.
The scenes he saw were not only on the planets he passed by, but also on the edge of the entire universe.
High-level cultivators were rich. They sat on the wealth and power accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years and had the power to kill. Civilians and low-level cultivators without cultivation could only fight with wild dogs for food and fierce demon beasts for a place to live. The civilizations of human beings were like a dark forest. Every civilization was the prey and the hunter, and it was their responsibility to destroy each other.
Outside the Central Galaxy, the edge of the universe was the wilderness!
Human beings fighting in the universe and killing each other crazily had experienced the "Era of Great Competition" in the wilderness countless years ago. Jiang Tian had even seen it in many other worlds or the edge of the universe in his previous life. He was not surprised at all.
On one hand, it was true that the universe was too vast. The edge of the universe and the slightly orderly Central Galaxy were like a chasm. The tentacles of the Central Galaxy couldn't reach anywhere. Without a powerful ruler, it was like a group of dragons without a leader.
But on the other hand, these immortal cultivators themselves did not want to change. After all, they cultivated diligently, and no one really hoped that they could ascend to the Immortal Realm. Most of them just wanted to live longer and better lives, and this required a huge amount of cultivation resources.
Those cultivators obviously thought that they could live better lives by oppressing the cultivators and mortals at the bottom.
But Jiang Tian knew that the prosperity of a civilization required the rise of countless cultivators at the bottom.
One day, the power at the bottom would gather into a tinder that would illuminate the dark forest of the universe.
By then, swords and plows, iron and blood, and countless generations of people would have to sacrifice their lives and blood. However, only in blood and fire could a new civilization and order rise brilliantly.
He was very glad that under his intentional or unintentional arrangements and guidance, Earth had been on the right path from the very beginning. Cultivators fought for mortals, the strong bathed in blood for the weak, the weak supported the strong, and the strong could also be born from the weak.
A few months later, Jiang Tian arrived at the edge of the "Storm Belt" around the Central Galaxy. He put away the boat, held his daughter's hand and landed on a planet with life called the "Zhouma Planet."
Looking inside the planet, one could see a black stream of water across the sky, enveloping the entire area, as if it could tear the space apart at any time.
What was more terrifying was that the black curtain seemed to be made of space fragments and endless black holes, but it was still flowing slowly as if it were alive. Once inside, it could send a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator or even a planet to the depths of the unknown universe at any time.
The Storm Belt was like a moat that surrounded and protected the eternal, dazzling Central Star River. Standing on the Zhouma Planet and looking through the Storm Belt, Jiang Tian could already see a vast continent floating in the deep universe.
The Saint Origin Continent was in sight!
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