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Chapter 1689

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A Good Romance

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"Die!" Jiang Wushang roared. Boom, he charged out, his hands each turning into a sun, shooting out endless light.

He was a natural talent for Martial Art. Even if he didn't spend much time on Martial Art, his battle prowess was still frighteningly strong. Every strike could make heaven and earth pale. If he was in the Ancient Realm, he could shatter a great star with a single breath.

It should be known that even a Small Saint needed a long time to accumulate power for a powerful move to destroy a star, and this breath could shatter a star — what kind of concept was that?

But in front of Ling Han, this was still not enough.

To say nothing of the fact that Ling Han's battle prowess was invincible in the Genesis Tier, even if he didn't retaliate, could Jiang Wushang break through his physique?

However, Ling Han wasn't in a hurry to attack. This was Jiang Wushang's last battle. He decided to let the latter unleash his full battle prowess, and end his life when he reached his peak.

Jiang Wushang had no thoughts of victory or defeat at all. He only displayed all the Martial Art he had comprehended in his life. With his strength, he could slaughter this den of bandits by himself, and the strength of his battle prowess was evident.

He clearly rarely battled, and his every move was incredibly jerky, but this time, he only had the thought of fighting. With his talent, he quickly melted away this jerkiness, becoming experienced and ruthless.

Even Ling Han had the heart to cherish talent, but he forcefully suppressed this impulse. Boom, the Nine Heavens Flame flared, and as Lightning Flash circulated, he broke through head-on. The Tide of the Ages corroded all attacks, and his fist landed on Jiang Wushang's chest.

Pu, the fist pierced through the heart, but there wasn't a single drop of blood. Under the burning of the Nine Heavens Flame, what blood was there?

Jiang Wushang coughed up blood. He looked at Ling Han, and his eyes gradually dimmed, but a smile of relief appeared at the corner of his lips.

Even he hated himself like this, but he didn't dare to commit suicide. His deep hatred was constantly lashing at him. He was so crazy to take revenge on others, but he was actually seeking his own death, hoping that an elite could act in his place and take his life.

In this way, he could reunite with his wife and son in the netherworld, and if there was a next life, they could be husband and wife, father and son again.

The Flame of the Nine Heavens burned furiously, turning Jiang Wushang into ashes that returned to the world.

Ling Han was silent for a moment, then turned around and smiled at the Queen. "Let's scavenge for a bit, then go home."

"En." The Empress nodded. Because she only had Ling Han in her eyes, she naturally would not be affected by Jiang Wushang's story and death. However, the words "go home" immediately turned her into a gentle little woman.

The two of them plundered all the treasures in the mountain bandits' lair. There were a large number of pills, satin, saint materials, and saint medicines. If he encountered Godly metal, Ling Han would directly use the Divine Demon Sword to swallow it. After a round, the Divine Demon Sword actually advanced.

Nineteen steps

As expected, Immortal Domain was rich in natural resources, reaching the twentieth level was relatively easy. But from Godly metal to Divine Metal, this step was incredibly difficult. Not only did the Divine Demon Sword have to swallow a huge amount of Level 20 Godly metal, it also had to endure the test of heaven and earth.

An Immortal Artifact was equivalent to an Immortal King. How could it be so easy to obtain?

"Ling Han, come over here," the Empress called out from nearby.

This was the place where the mountain bandits stored their treasures. Some things had been divided, but the majority of the treasures had still been left here, and had not been stored away in a Spatial Container.

The Empress held a scroll in her hand. It was completely black, and when she held it in her hand, it was even heavier and incredibly hard. This was definitely not paper, but rather metal that had been spun, and then woven together with some kind of beast hair.

From the outside, one could see that the scroll was layered in layers, and in the end, it was tied up with a ribbon, but it could not be untied at all.

It was as if this was not a ribbon, but rather had been fused together with the scroll, and no amount of strength could do anything to it.

Ling Han and the Empress exchanged a look, and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

"This must have been made by an elite. Perhaps it is only a letter, but if one's level is not high enough, they are not even qualified to open it," Ling Han said. It should be known that he was already the strongest elite below the Severing Mundane Tier, but he was not even qualified to open a scroll.

The two of them tried their best, but were unable to succeed.

"Put it away first." Ling Han wanted to throw the scroll into the Black Tower, but discovered to his surprise that this could not be done, because he could not wrap his divine sense around this scroll.

For example, his divine sense was a net, and this scroll was a heavy object in the fishing net. It was so heavy that the moment he drew in the net, it would break through the net and fall down.

He could only keep the scroll close to his body, and his plan to use the Black Tower to open the scroll also failed.

However, he had still gained a great harvest this time. He had obtained over 100 Saintly medicines, and if the mountain bandits had not expended them wantonly, this number would have far exceeded that. Additionally, there was also a large amount of Godly metal, but it had all been swallowed by the Divine Demon Sword.

There were also over 1,000 Star Stones, which could help him comprehend Dao. There was also a large amount of silk that was woven from the silk of Genesis Tier Demonic Beasts, and was on the level of Saintly Material. If it was used to make clothes, its defensive properties would be very good.

Ling Han was very satisfied. If he did not have Jiang Wushang's tragic story, he would be even happier, but this firmed his resolve, and that was to destroy the Ding Clan.

Whether it was in the Ancient Realm or the Celestial Realm, Ling Han had not heard of any good people coming from the Ding Clan. What he had heard, and what he had personally experienced, was only the domineering nature of the Ding Clan.

Ling Han and the Empress returned, and when everyone found out that the whole mountain bandits' lair had been destroyed by Ling Han and the Empress, they immediately cheered loudly.

Naturally, no one was foolish enough to mention the matter of the spoils of battle. On their way back, they carried the banner of the Dark Moon Army, so they naturally did not have to pay the entrance fee when entering the city. They were directly allowed to return to the camp.

Ling Han went to report the battle situation to Wu Jing. He played it down, and only said that this mountain bandits were too weak, and had been easily destroyed by them. Only seven of them were lightly wounded, and not only were there no deaths, there was not even a single serious injury.

This kind of battle result shocked Wu Jing. He personally went to inspect the troops, and then saw the large amount of corpses and weapons that they had brought back. This was the most conclusive evidence.

He ran to report to Ding Hu, but a short while later, an order was sent over, requesting that Ling Han hand over all the spoils of battle. The reason was that this was a loss that belonged to Dark Moon City, so it naturally had to be confiscated.

When Ling Han heard this, he almost slammed a palm on the table.

Why were there so many people willing to join the Dark Moon Army? Aside from the fact that they were outstanding, the spoils of battle that they obtained by following the army into battle belonged to them.

Oh, it changed when it came to him, and he had to hand it over.

Bullsh * t!

It was that b * tch Ding Hu again!

Flames of fury flickered in Ling Han's eyes. With the wealth of Ding Hu and the Ding Clan, they naturally would not care about this tiny bit of spoils from the mountain bandits' lair. This was Ding Hu deliberately trying to disgust him.

You, a Severing Mundane Ancestor, did you really have the nerve to target a Genesis Tier like this? How shameless could you be?

However, what happened next was a twist. Ding Hu was actually transferred away, and replaced by a deputy commander of the Long Clan, called Long Gaofei.

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