Jiang Changkong arrived at the Immortal Slaying Sect's territory.
Lu Cheng's face was pale. His eyes were gloomy and full of resentment.
Jiang Changkong had injured him twice already. Last time, he had a head injury. This time, his body had exploded.
He had used an Immortal Venerable's technique and suffered a fatal injury. It would be difficult for him to recover in a short period of time.
The resources needed to recover were enormous. Now, he had to pay ten thousand low-grade seventh-grade immortal stones.
Jiang Changkong accepted the immortal stones. Another million essence, qi, and spirit stones. He had already accumulated more than four million.
He was already halfway through the path of improvement!
"What exactly do you want?" Lu Cheng stared at him. He did not believe that Jiang Changkong was here for a stroll.
"I forgot my things here. Come and get them."
After saying that, Jiang Changkong handed the immortal king to him and left.
With Little Dragon King's scroll, he knew where it was.
A hint of coldness appeared on Lu Cheng's pale face. "Our deal didn't say that I can't break it!"
Jiang Changkong had made him and the entire Immortal Slaying Sect suffer heavy losses this time. How could he swallow this anger so easily?
He wanted to find something in the Immortal Slaying Sect. Even if he found it, he had to make sure that he could not take it away.
Lu Cheng contacted a peak Immortal Emperor. Given his current state, it was not suitable for him to participate. He could only let the other Immortal Emperors take action.
Jiang Changkong did not care about Lu Cheng's actions. He could not hide the treasure from the Immortal Slaying Sect.
If someone was looking for treasure in his territory, he would not be willing to take it.
Venerable Zhen Xuan said that this was his fortuitous opportunity. He was not afraid that the Immortal Slaying Sect could take it away.
He came to a spacious area. The ground was flat, and there were no weeds.
Chaos divine power spread out, and the power of reincarnation dissipated.
Buzz!
The ground rippled like a stone thrown into a lake. A weak dragon aura spread out, and a golden vortex appeared on the ground.
Jiang Changkong walked into the vortex and came to a strange space.
It was a city similar to the one in the Dusty East Sea.
Although there was no Little Dragon King this time, the city gate could not stop him.
He used his divine power to push open the stone gate. The formation was activated, but it was suppressed by him.
Roar!
A resounding dragon roar rang out as a golden divine dragon pounced over.
The divine dragon formed from immortal energy had the strength of a late-stage Immortal Emperor.
With a gentle sweep of his right palm, the divine dragon was destroyed directly. Jiang Changkong stepped on the Immortal Array and walked forward step by step.
The palaces in the city were all connected, and Jiang Changkong entered one of the palaces.
Just like before, there was a formation inside the palace and a passageway.
Through the passageway was a huge container, and inside it was …
"Hmm?"
Jiang Changkong's expression changed as he stared at the container. This container actually contained him?
It was a human that looked exactly like him, but it was much larger.
"A creation of the Primordial Dragon Clan, Jiang Changkong?"
Jiang Changkong stared blankly at the message. Stop fooling around. Create me?
At that time, my name had already been decided.
Inside the container, the huge him seemed to have come to life, revealing a strange and horrifying face.
Jiang Changkong hurriedly took a few steps back. It was not that this creation was too strong, but this place was too strange.
This place looked similar to the Dusty East Sea from the outside, but from the looks of it now, the difference was huge!
"Let's go to the next container." Jiang Changkong's expression was gloomy as he walked to the next ruin.
There was also a golden bridge here, and he could go take a look at it later.
However, without the Little Dragon King, he probably couldn't disperse the Ancestral Dragon's power.
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
A voice sounded out.
Jiang Changkong paused and looked at the container behind him. "Are you talking to me?"
The people from the Immortal Slaying Sect hadn't entered yet, so the only one who could speak was the living being in the container.
"You are me, and I am your opportunity."
In the huge container, an identical living being spoke with a strange voice. "Only by accepting me and becoming one with me can you be perfect."
Jiang Changkong frowned. His consciousness started to become heavy and he was a little muddled.
The Samsara Disk appeared, and the might of a Sage artifact enveloped him.
"I am perfect myself." Jiang Changkong snorted coldly. He regained his consciousness and strode away.
"You won't be able to leave." A strange laugh came from the huge container.
Jiang Changkong came to the next container, and there was still another version of himself inside, saying the same thing to him.
Ignoring it, Jiang Changkong came to the ancient bridge with the Samsara Disk above his head and walked up.
When he came to a higher point on the golden bridge, Jiang Changkong looked down. These containers weren't arranged in the shape of an Ancestral Dragon, but in the shape of a human.
He looked at a bigger version of himself, who was smiling at him.
"This is the final research of the ancient dragon race?" Jiang Changkong frowned and took out the scroll that the Little Dragon King had given him.
Buzz!
A faint Dragon Might spread out, and a golden Divine Dragon flew out from the scroll, covering Xiao Chen's eyes.
Jiang Changkong was stunned. Everything in front of him had changed.
Those containers were no longer him. There was only some liquid, and nothing else.
Three Immortal Emperors had arrived. Two were at the peak, and one was at the limit.
The three Immortal Emperors looked at the containers in horror, as if they had seen something unbelievable.
Did they see themselves too?
This place wasn't to study him, but to show who was who!
Jiang Changkong was stunned. If he entered the device and completed the so-called fusion, what would the result be?
The scroll changed again. The Samsara Disk also released the power of reincarnation.
The two merged, and the picture of a city appeared on the scroll. A golden light spot appeared, which was the highest point of the ancient bridge that he was standing on.
And the way to open it was the Samsara Disk.
The power of reincarnation descended and entered the ancient bridge.
Buzz!
The ancient bridge under his feet suddenly changed. It was eerie and strange, without the aura of a True Dragon or the dragon might.
Like a ghost bridge, six paths appeared in front of him.
The Samsara Disk shook. Jiang Changkong felt as if he was being torn apart. The pain of his soul being torn apart made his face pale.
Five figures walked out of his body and stepped onto the five paths.
"How ruthless."
Jiang Changkong cursed the Samsara Disk in his heart and stepped onto the sixth path.
In the six paths, Jiang Changkong could clearly feel that his other five clones were split from his soul, which was also him.
One turned into a bird, one into an Asura, one into an evil spirit, and one without any desires seemed to have disappeared. He couldn't see it, but he could feel it.
The last one was the same as him. There was no change, but there was a cold and hot alternating under his feet. There was an invisible force tearing his body, roasting him, freezing him, and then recovering.
His main body walked the best path. Of course, it was also painful.
He felt as if there were thousands of mountains pressing down on him, and there were mountains of knives and seas of fire under his feet, but he couldn't retreat. He could only move forward step by step.
His divine power had lost its effect, and his powerful Dao body was extremely weak at this moment.
Jiang Changkong felt that the Mystic Zhen Celestial was fooling him. No wonder he didn't come.
This ordeal was a little difficult for him to bear.
From the moment he came to this world until now, Jiang Changkong had suffered countless injuries. He had stabbed himself and split his soul.
He had climbed the Heavenly Palace, and countless divine swords had made him a bloody mess.
Thinking of his past experiences, Jiang Changkong gradually calmed down.
Since it was an opportunity, he would take it. There was no suffering that he couldn't bear because he couldn't retreat.
As long as he didn't die, what was there to be afraid of?
However, could he not turn into a pig …
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