Think carefully.
Jiang Fan’s current strength makes dealing with a Seven Orifice Nascent Soul not very difficult.
Excluding special Seven Orifice Nascent Souls like those from Sanqing Mountain and the Jian Family.
However, facing an insane Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul is truly tricky.
Consider its own cultivation realm and Cultivation Techniques, let’s put them aside.
The contagious "madness" would drag him into a dangerous frenzy along with it.
Like Song Lingyu’s madness, it made Jiang Fan want to slit his throat on the spot.
Just thinking about it is frightening!
The madness of a Nine Aperture Nascent Soul is far beyond Song Lingyu’s level.
The beings from the Hell Realm and Heavenly Realm, who wouldn’t be afraid facing a Nine Aperture Nascent Soul from Central Earth?
The nine Nine Aperture Giants who died tragically before us are the best proof.
Before dying, they were dragged down by a Nine Aperture Nascent Soul from Central Earth.
"That blood knife is a top-grade Spiritual Artifact!"
Suddenly, Yue Mingzhu exclaid with joy.
Jiang Fan snapped back to reality, looking at the blood knife with unrivaled Spiritual pressure, still unmarred after a thousand years.
His pupils trembled involuntarily.
It was truly a blood knife!
How did Yue Mingzhu manage that?
To lock onto such a heavy treasure from a hundred miles away?
His heart felt warm.
Thinking of taking it, but looking at the remains that stood by supporting itself with the blood knife.
Where would the remains be placed after taking the blood knife?
Liang Feiyan’s eyes were full of excitent: "Junior Brother Jiang, what are you waiting for?"
"This is a top-grade Spiritual Artifact!"
Although none of them used knives, selling it would definitely fetch incredible resources!
After all, there are hardly any top-grade Spiritual Artifacts in the entire Taicang State.
Jiang Fan sighed slightly: "Forget it."
"Since we don’t need this knife, why destroy an ancestor’s body to forcibly take it?"
"Let it accompany the ancestors, standing here, gazing at us future generations."
Liang Feiyan’s smile faded.
She also solemnly agreed: "Indeed, the Ancient Giants are about to arrive."
"What benefit is there in holding an useless treasure saber?"
The people from Heavenly chanism Pavilion felt regret but didn’t wish to disturb a hero spirit either.
They all backed away, giving up the knife.
Who knew!
Just at that mont, with a swoosh, a steel wire rope with hooks flashed lightning fast.
It wrapped around the blood knife.
Following the steel wire rope, Jiang Fan saw a group of experts wearing Divine Movent Sect attire arriving at the place.
An old Divine Movent Sect man with a cultivation of an Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul and a face full of corpse spots, his pupils tightened like needles in excitent.
Without waiting for Jiang Fan to dissuade, he suddenly tugged and pulled the blood knife from the remains’ grasp.
"No!" Jiang Fan shouted lowly.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
With the blood knife taken, the skeleton that had stood for a millennium, already overburdened, finally fell to the ground.
Its white bones, eroded by ti, were fragile beyond asure.
How could they withstand such a fall?
Except for a few crystalized bone fragnts, all turned to dust and scattered.
Jiang Fan felt indescribable disgust.
Ancestors who sacrificed themselves didn’t fall to enemy besieges.
Yet ended up defeated by the greed of their descendants!
He coldly stared at the old man with corpse spots: "The Great Wine Sacrifice warned you not to disturb them!"
"Why didn’t you listen?"
The old man with corpse spots was too excited examining the blood knife, ignoring Jiang Fan.
The Divine Movent Sect Master and several Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls blocked the old man with corpse spots.
Vigilantly preventing Jiang Fan from snatching it.
The Divine Movent Sect Master wore a wide-brimd hat, his face sullen, gazing at Jiang Fan, his eyes showing a hint of vengeful delight:
"It’s just borrowed from the dead, what’s the harm?"
"Are you envious, jealous, and resentful because you didn’t get it?"
The Divine Movent Sect spent countless resources to train Zong Chaosheng, one of the Taicang Eighteen Sons.
Yet he died by the hand of the Space Giant King!
Had Jiang Fan thought of a way to save him, perhaps Zong Chaosheng wouldn’t have died!
Divine Movent Sect Master dared not resent the Giant King.
But dared to bla Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan’s face was stern, even more disgusted by Divine Movent Sect’s deeds.
Back then, for secretly excavating the Earth Phoenix Great Sage’s tomb, how many Mainland Demon Clan did they harm?
And how many of Gong Caiyi’s disciples did they kill?
Gong Caiyi couldn’t co to Taicang State; Divine Movent Sect was the culprit.
As he pondered how to reclaim the blood knife.
Ah!
A sudden, unbearably sharp scream ca without warning.
The old man with corpse spots, holding the blood knife, was in extre pain, repeatedly shouting to the sky.
His facial features twisted into a grueso expression.
His veins bulged, neck crimson.
His eyes turned red with ever-increasing agony.
Finally, under Divine Movent Sect’s horrified gaze, he raised the blood knife and cut off his own head!
This scene unfolded quickly and unexpectedly!
Everyone was stunned.
An Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul suddenly went mad and severed his own head?
Clang!
The blood knife fell, and the nearest elder with a Three Apertures Nascent Soul hurried to pick it up.
Unexpectedly, upon grasping the blood knife, he too went insane like the old man with corpse spots.
Suffering suddenly, taking his own life.
No one dared to touch the blood knife anymore.
They all realized that death befell anyone who touched the blood knife!
Jiang Fan understood instantly.
The path of the Demon Path ancestor was all infused into the blood knife!
Touching this knife carries the burden of their Refining Heart Path.
Those who fail in ntal clarity will suffer like the nine Nine Aperture Giants, dying of anguish.
Taking advantage of this opportunity.
Jiang Fan flicked his kasaya, rolling back the blood knife.
Learning from the Divine Movent Sect’s mistake, he dared not touch it directly but stored it in a Space Storage Device.
The Divine Movent Sect destroyed the hero’s remains; how could the blood knife fall into their hands?
Divine Movent Sect Master reacted, saying sinisterly: "You seek death!"
For this blood knife, they sacrificed a precious Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul and a Three Apertures Nascent Soul expert, only for Jiang Fan to seize it?
Who wouldn’t tolerate it?
Thunder exploded intensely, vibrating the surrounding earth.
Turning to look, it was the peak of the mountain range where a Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul released the Undying Blade.
Powerful waves of Domain radiated outward.
Divine Movent Sect Master’s face changed, shouting: "Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple discovered Divinity Transformation Realm remains!"
"Senior Jin Gou! Deal with them!"
"The rest follow !"
Divinity Transformation Realm remains are imnsely valuable.
Any of the relics they hold are treasures.
For what survives centuries of erosion ought to be exceptional.
Swish, swish, swish!
Divine Movent Sect mbers quickly departed.
Leaving behind only one hunchbacked old man with a goatee, wearing a felt hat, his face pallid and bloodless.
He coldly observed Jiang Fan.
"You don’t match with your reputation."
"Rumors say you are wise in the Heavenly Realm, yet today you appear foolish beyond belief."
"Wise enemies before you, yet fighting recklessly."
"It’s a miracle you returned alive from the Heavenly Realm."
"Pity our sect’s prodigy, Zong Chaosheng, a hundred tis better than you, yet perished above."
With that, he walked slowly toward Jiang Fan, hands behind his back.
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