area51novel Chapter 38 Western Emperor Tower, Saintess
Chapter 38 Western Emperor Tower, Saintess
As a direct descendant of the Jiang family, and with a powerful great-grandfather behind him, Jiang Yichen was of noble status. As long as he didn't die on the spot, with the Jiang family's resources and the use of various medicinal herbs that could heal flesh and bones, he would soon be out of danger.
The bloody hole in his chest had healed.
The healed body was spotless and white, with no trace of the previous wounds. Only the lungs inside, which had not yet healed, the blood-stained robes on the outside, and the scorching edges of the holes in the robes on the chest, silently told the story of the terrible thunderbolt that had struck not long ago.
After the initial fear and relief subsided, what followed was overwhelming rage and murderous intent.
He wanted to kill this person using the most cruel methods!
Hiding behind Jiang Yifei's golden divine beast, Jiang Yichen pressed his hands against the mane of the azure beast, his fingers gripping the fur so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His eyes glared down at Yuan Qingsu, a hoarse laugh escaping his throat: "You're dead... You really think you're so powerful... You've offended an ancient clan... You're doomed..."
It was as if they were verifying his words.
The ancient sky above everyone trembled once more, as if heaven and earth had been pierced through, and a vast pressure surged forth.
The Sun God Furnace is reviving. A divine phoenix soars into the sky, its cry echoing through the heavens, and it becomes entangled with another black dragon that stretches across the sky.
At the critical moment, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron appeared!
This extreme weapon is also reviving, and they are locked in a standoff.
Normally, an imperial weapon is just an inanimate object when held by an ordinary person. Only a powerful being can revive it. To unleash its divine power, one needs immense divine strength. Therefore, it is foreseeable that there are two supreme beings in the sky confronting each other while holding imperial weapons.
The Jiang family was powerful enough to contend with the Holy Lord of Yaoguang, but this balance was quickly broken again.
The Void Mirror has joined the battlefield!
A soft laugh echoed in the night sky. An old man with a full head of gray hair, wearing an ancient mirror as bright as the moon on his head, walked over, surrounded by a chaotic aura. Every step he took shook the heavens and earth. He forcefully entered the battlefield and replaced the Sun God Furnace.
"The Ji family..." The angry voice of the Holy Lord of Yaoguang echoed in the night sky: "Do you intend to break the agreement of the Yaochi Grand Gathering?"
"No, I just had an itch to try my hand and couldn't resist asking the Holy Lord for a couple of moves."
The Void Mirror and the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron stood facing each other, both gradually recovering. Their power surged like a vast ocean crashing against the sky, all directed towards the heavens, leaving nothing behind. Otherwise, the oasis below, including everyone near it, would be annihilated in an instant.
An old man, thin and with yellow hair but with an incomparably radiant spirit, walked with each step atop a furnace forged from phoenix blood and crimson gold, resembling a sun. Each step he took resonated with the heavens and earth, and a surging, intense aura flowed around him.
On the back of the cyan beast, Jiang Yichen was very excited to see this scene, as it was his greatest asset for this trip.
As soon as the news of the torch reached the Jiang family, the elders of the family gathered together to discuss the plan, activating their inner strength and sparing no expense to retrieve the ancestral relics. Therefore, Jiang Yichen was confident and proud no matter who he faced when he went out this time.
With the intervention of ancient clans, there will be no surprises given their absolute power.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yichen couldn't help but shout, his voice filled with undisguised pain and resentment: "Heh heh... Great-grandfather, you've finally come... Tonight, your grandson was almost killed by this person..."
"Then let him die."
The old man spoke in a deep voice, his tone revealing an indescribable domineering and transcendent quality. This arrogance was cultivated from long years in a position of power, wielding the power of life and death, and looking down upon all living beings.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to a phoenix bathed in firelight, which circled and flew into Jiang Yichen's body, filling his limbs and bones with warmth and vitality, especially his chest, where dense patterns intertwined, forcibly forcing out wisps of stubborn lightning energy from his body and completely repairing the hidden injuries left by the Heavenly Tribulation Light.
This is something that even the Hundred-Refined Divine Pill couldn't do not long ago, but a powerful being can repair it in the blink of an eye.
"Haha, thank you so much, Great-Grandpa! I'm completely cured!"
Jiang Yichen was very excited, feeling warm and comfortable all over. When he looked at Yuan Qingsu in the oasis not far away, the mockery in his eyes became even more obvious. "I told you, you're dead, hahaha!"
Not far away, Jiang Yifei, riding on the golden divine beast, couldn't help but frown. He disliked his cousin's behavior but couldn't say anything. After all, the most important thing right now was to retrieve the ancestral torch first, and everything else could be discussed later.
Jiang Caixuan on the three-eyed silver deer also breathed a slight sigh of relief, knowing that the matter had come to an end.
There will be no other outcome, even if the Holy Land of Yao Guang harbors an old monster in secret.
Two ultimate weapons suppress everything; nothing can stop them.
Closer to Yuan Qingsu, Yao Guang Shengzi took a step back without making a sound. The 108 divine lights around him had dimmed in front of the raging ocean of the Sun God Furnace opposite him.
He glanced at the still-stern-faced, proudly standing youth, and sighed inwardly: 'Indeed, his brilliance is too overwhelming...'
Even a true dragon has its time to lie low. Sometimes, being too sharp and shrewd is not a good thing. Yuan Qingsu's strength and talent aroused unease and resentment from several major forces around him, which led to tonight's opportune hunt.
With the forces of all sides intertwined, the small space where Yuan Qingsu stood became the eye of the storm, ready to transform into a battlefield that could engulf the world at any moment.
Jiang Rui, a powerful figure from the Jiang family, stood in the sky above the oasis, surrounded by blazing divine fire. He looked down at Jiang Rui with a cold expression and said, "Give me the tinder. I don't want to say it a second time."
"You're nothing!" Yuan Qingsu sneered.
He was already prepared for the battle. The Supreme Emperor Weapon was indeed invincible, but it was the Emperor Weapon that was invincible, not the great power who wielded it. With the power he had, as long as he came to the side of the Holy Lord of Yao Guang and stood behind the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, he could win.
Even if the opponent possesses two ultimate weapons, it would be difficult to truly kill a powerful being who also possesses ultimate weapons unless he is truly resurrected.
"Stubborn to the end, then go die first. I'll kill you and then search your corpse." Jiang Rui's face was gloomy. It had been a long time since anyone had defied him like this. He raised his hand and summoned wisps of divine phoenix fire, about to unleash the wrath of the ancient aristocratic family upon the young man below.
"Perhaps we should give it to them first..." Yao Xi's pretty face changed color. Instead of immediately creating distance, she grabbed Yuan Qingsu's sleeve and whispered anxiously, "No need to rush. We can take it back later."
Yuan Qingsu shook her head silently, her attitude firm and her heart fearless. If you have the resources and the foundation to fight, why not?
"die!"
Jiang Rui moved his fingers, and the Divine Phoenix descended from the sky, swirling and dancing, bringing boundless light that swept across everything. The Holy Son of Yao Guang couldn't help but close his eyes, and like everyone else, he sentenced Yuan Qingsu to death in his heart. Then, sensing something, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked over.
An ancient pagoda, forged from immortal tears and green gold, floated and sank, shrouded in a hazy mist, lying above Yuan Qingsu's head, separating the eternal sky from the boundless flames.
Beneath the tower stood a woman of unparalleled beauty, who sighed softly, "Senior, please stop. Please come to the Jade Pool for a chat."
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
Ayao.
The balance of power, which was one imperial weapon against two, was rewritten by her arrival; now it's two against two.
Yuan Qingsu looked up and met her gaze as she turned back. Under the supreme weapon that suppressed the Immortal Holy Land, the girl's white clothes fluttered, just like the young Western Emperor of yesteryear, stunningly beautiful in the mortal world.
"It's really beautiful," he thought.