In the sky higher than the sea of clouds, the wind was as sharp as knives.
A yellow-faced old monk in tattered clothes was flying at high speed. He had no protection outside his body and the strong winds that came crashing towards him were all dispersed by themselves without any signs of weakening.
If someone were to get close to him, they would be able to hear him muttering non-stop.
"Damn the heavens, what kind of Ghost Luck Path is this old monk doing?"
"Do I really have to kill whoever I take in?"
"I even purposely chose those with tough lives …"
"I'm the next abbot of Xuankong Temple, the future Buddha of the Pure Land. Buddha, why don't you bless me? "
"Jingshen, you have to hold on. Don't follow in Jingyan's footsteps!"
He was flying high in the sky.
From time to time, powerful spiritual wills shot up into the sky.
Every time this happened, a small bell on the yellow-faced old monk's waist would vibrate gently.
"Xuankong Temple is a special agent. Good people from all sides, please excuse us!"
The strong cultivators blocking the way knew that this was a special agent of Xuankong Temple from the Eastern Holy Land of the Buddhism Sect. He was traveling for Buddhist affairs and had no intention of disturbing them.
Those who were on good terms with Xuankong Temple were let go. Those who were dissatisfied with Xuankong Temple kept quiet when they thought about Xuankong Temple's strength. Unless they were mortal enemies, they wouldn't make things difficult for them.
Of course, even a special agent of Xuankong Temple couldn't fly in the sky of a powerful country like Jing. Along the way to the west, they took a detour to avoid some forbidden areas.
…
…
In the underwater demon cave, beside the glazed coffin.
The beautiful female devil was silent and motionless in the coffin. The young man holding the sword had a calm expression and firm eyes.
The conversation in the Tongtian Palace hadn't ended.
"You used the power of the Prime Minister's seal to block the Ethereal Palace, which confirmed my judgment," Jiang Wang continued.
"Oh?"
"Dong A's seal is the Prime Minister's seal of the Zhuang State. It carries the stability of the country and regulates the country. It's fine if you block the attack or even destroy it, but you can silently absorb its power for your own use. I think that strength alone isn't enough to explain this. One of the reasons is that you have a deeper understanding of the Prime Minister's seal. "
"Well said. Jiang Wang, I appreciate you more and more." Jiang Yan's voice was deep.
"It's probably not a lucky thing to be appreciated by you. I want to know … why me? "Jiang Wang asked.
"That's right. Why you?" Jiang Yan smiled.
This smile was far from good.
Because along with this laughter, the Nether Candle actually started to approach Jiang Wang's Soul Origin.
The green smoke hand above the Netherworld Candle gently reached out, bringing with it a huge sense of oppression.
He had crossed the warning line!
Jiang Wang did not hesitate. He immediately controlled his body and thrust his sword at Song Wanxi's head.
This was the line of life and death that he had drawn. He had to abide by it at all times and under all circumstances. Only then would the existence of deterrence have meaning.
However, the tip of the sword only trembled slightly before becoming motionless. It actually stopped in front of Song Wanxi's head.
His right hand that was holding the sword had already lost control!
The reason Jiang Yan had spoken with Jiang Wang was precisely to take over this hand that held the sword, nullifying Jiang Wang's threat from the root and eliminating future worries.
Jiang Wang had no idea how Jiang Yan had managed to bypass his control and forcibly take control of the hand that held the sword before the outcome of the Transcendent Palace battle had been decided. One could imagine that this method must have consumed a great deal of energy. Otherwise, Jiang Yan would not have left it until now. However, the effect was very good. He had never heard of it before, so he could not avoid it.
"Now, there's nothing that can stop us from becoming one," Jiang Yan said faintly.
The Netherworld Candle rapidly approached. The green smoke hand that had destroyed the black-clothed inner demon opened wide. It had an aura that seemed to control the entire situation. Its power was astonishing.
Under such a shocking change, Jiang Wang did not retreat. Instead, he advanced and attacked with his sword.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in becoming one with you!"
At this moment, the Startwining Python that had been lying on the ground suddenly opened its eyes. It leaped up and opened its bloody mouth, swallowing the Netherworld Candle from behind!
The blackness in its eyes had already faded, and the black patterns on its body had disappeared. Only specks of starlight could be seen, making it seem enormous, mighty, and sacred!
This sudden attack was the ambush that Jiang Wang had been preparing for a long time.
Jiang Yan was intentionally stalling for time, but was he not doing the same?
Jiang Yan had secretly taken over the hand that held the sword during the conversation, while Jiang Wang had used this time to reawaken the Startwining Python. He had grasped his own dao vein and true spirit and truly regained his home-field advantage.
Both sides were restless and intentionally stalling for time. Neither had truly communicated with the other!
There was no negotiation. After falling out with each other, there was no possibility of coexistence.
Jiang Yan was caught off guard and was caught in a pincer attack.
It was like the scene of the black-clothed inner demon gaining sentience had reappeared. Jiang Wang had once again turned the situation around.
Green smoke curled up from the Netherworld Candle's flame.
Next to the green smoke hand, another green smoke hand appeared.
The two hands swiftly reached out, one above and one below, firmly holding the Startwining Python's huge mouth.
The Startwining Python struggled and bit with all its might, but its huge mouth could not bite down!
And the green smoke continued to condense.
Body, head, legs, and even hair and clothes …
A tall man in the prime of his life with a strange face appeared in midair.
His hands easily held the Startwining Python's huge mouth and pulled outwards, as if he wanted to tear the Startwining Python apart. But probably because he considered the value of the dao vein's true spirit, he withdrew his hands and punched out amidst the Startwining Python's pained hiss!
This punch directly smashed the Startwining Python, which was reinforced by Tongtian Palace, to the dome of Tongtian Palace.
With a loud bang, the Startwining Python fell to the ground without any resistance. It was as limp as a dead snake, without the slightest bit of might.
Only then did the man in the prime of his life slowly turn around and look at Jiang Wang and his sword.
This person's identity was now completely clear. He was none other than Zhuang Taizu, Zhuang Chengqian, who founded the Zhuang Kingdom a few hundred years ago!
He was the general who expanded the borders during Emperor Yong Ming's Han Zhou's era. During Yong Country's Han Yin's era, he claimed the title of King.
He was the representative of Daoism in the west and the sworn brother of Song Hengjiang, the Lord of Qingjiang.
He announced the end of Yong's hegemony and personally destroyed the White Bone Path a few hundred years ago.
He was the husband of the previous White Bone Saintess, Gu Yi. He was in love with Qinghe Water Tribe's eldest princess, Song Wanxi.
That was why he knew so much about Qingjiang Water Prefecture.
He was once a Daoist Master of the present age and was now a ghost residing in the Netherworld Candle.
That was why he could instruct Jiang Wang to repeatedly escape under the eyes of Zhuang Gaoxian, Du Ruhui, and Song Hengjiang.
The death of the Great Ancestor of Zhuang Country nearly two hundred years ago was a huge change, and it was also a long-term situation.
Zhuang Chengqian had never truly died. Now, he was going to borrow Jiang Wang's body to be reborn!
Zhuang Chengqian and Jiang Wang. When these two names were put together, there was almost no suspense to speak of.
One was the founding ancestor of Zhuang Kingdom, the other was a youth from a small town in Zhuang Kingdom.
One was once a Daoist Master of the present age, the other was a current Inner Palace cultivator.
They existed as one, but now they were enemies.
At this moment, facing Jiang Wang's thunder-like sword, Zhuang Chengqian was stunned.
Without hesitation, Zhuang Chengqian slapped over!
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