The Compassionate Sage’s face was dark: "The Ancient Sage gave you Law wine, to serve us Sages."
"You dare to use public resources for personal gain, flaunting your power!"
For the first ti, Jiang Fan laid eyes on the real Compassionate Sage.
He appeared to be over eighty years old, his skin slightly dark, cheeks gaunt, eyes sunken, with a hooked nose.
At first glance, he exuded a sense of anness and ferocity, hard to deal with.
This was far from the imagined aning of "Compassion" in his na.
Only now did Jiang Fan realize that the Ancient Sage’s bestowal of the title "Compassionate Sage" carried a satirical undertone.
The Ancient Sage couldn’t care less for soone who entered the realm of sages by exploiting loopholes.
Understanding this, he was even less afraid, calmly saying:
"If you are dissatisfied, then complain to the Ancient Sage."
The Compassionate Sage’s gaze grew darker still.
In the past, at Heavenly Heritage City, he had wanted to deal with Jiang Fan, but the Ancient Sage stepped in and rebuked him.
The Ancient Sage obviously favored this little brat.
The Law wine was even entrusted to him for distribution — what use was there in complaining?
Wan Yun Sage, seeing the situation, said indifferently:
"The Ancient Sage himself declared the presence of an unsworn saint to the world, letting him serve you?"
"You truly don’t regard the Ancient Sage."
The Compassionate Sage’s face twitched slightly, as he hastily glanced at the sky with the corner of his eye.
Only when confirming the Ancient Sage had not descended did he exhale lightly.
He did not dare to linger much on the matter of the Law wine, only casting a final, longing glance at it.
Finally, he gazed deeply at Jiang Fan, silently fading away into the Abyss.
Jiang Fan remained calm.
He naturally knew that bringing out the Law wine would attract attention from the Virtuous Realm, and even lead to disasters in the future.
However, the disparity in power required encouragent, giving them more confidence to fight without fear of injury.
If the Compassionate Sage fought with his full strength against the giants and was injured in service, Jiang Fan would consider temporarily putting aside personal differences to grant him the Law wine.
But now was not the ti.
The Compassionate Sage’s actions needed evaluation.
Thunder rumbled —
Suddenly, from the imnse fissure spanning the sky ca a deafening roar.
Billowing clouds of dust from the Heavenly Realm surged out from the crack.
Amidst the overwhelming dust, an imnsely large head lood in and out.
On its forehead were nine dazzling suns, aligned with the sun above Central Earth’s nine heavens.
With one glance, it seed as if ten suns were soaring!
The Nine-Day Giant Emperor!
He had pursued to Central Earth!
The powerful ones from Central Earth gazed upward in shock.
Even across the nine heavens, his aura couldn’t be felt, but the oppressive feeling from those nine suns weighed heavily on their hearts.
The Great Wine Sacrifice had returned.
But the Nine-Day Giant Emperor had also arrived!
The Great Wine Sacrifice would still be held back by the Nine-Day Giant Emperor; it was still just the five sages of Central Earth against eighteen Giant Emperors and the Inferior Sages of Central Earth!
The appearance of the Nine-Day Giant Emperor plunged the people of Central Earth once again into the abyss.
Is there truly any hope left for Central Earth?
The Divinity Transformation Realm beings asked themselves in their hearts, while several sages also pondered.
Once battle comnced, eighteen against five was not a battle.
It was a one-sided slaughter!
More tragic than when the Ten Sins of Central Earth betrayed a thousand years ago.
The Central Tribe King also looked up, seeing the Nine-Day Giant Emperor descending upon Central Earth, and in his giant eye, finally, there was change.
He remained passive, waiting for the Nine-Day Giant Emperor to arrive.
Now.
Everything was ready!
His gaze grew sharp, fixed on the Nine Nether Demon Venerable, and he said indifferently:
"Leave Nine Nether Demon Venerable to ."
"The remaining four Central Earth sages and Divinity Transformation Realm are yours."
"When the sun rises, I don’t want to see any Central Earth people standing!"
The seven Giant Emperors beside him.
The ten Central Earth’s Ten Sins before him.
They all simultaneously unleashed the overwhelming spiritual pressure of the Virtuous Realm.
The space they occupied was directly shattered, revealing a massive black void.
The Central Tribe King raised his right hand high, calmly staring at the opposing Central Earth’s strong ones.
His right hand swung down heavily, as he shouted a command that shook the heavens and earth!
"Kill!"
A thousand years after, the great war between Central Earth and the Heavenly Realm was thus declared to begin!
The decisive battle for the fate of the Central Earth’s Nine Provinces, countless lives!
Finally comnced!
On one side, there was the Nine-Day Giant Emperor dominating all, and below, eighteen Giant Emperors and Inferior Sages, oppressing invincibly.
On the other side were the Great Wine Sacrifice and five sages.
A completely unequal battle, beginning on the vast, ancient land shrouded in dark night.
In the darkness of night.
Wan Yun Sage roared to the heavens: "With lofty ambition, feasting on barbarian flesh, and bantering, drinking Xiongnu blood!"
"Even mortals possess such enviable grandeur, all the more so for us earthly sages!"
"Destroy the giants! Protect all beings!"
"Kill!"
His eyes revealed a decisive murderous intent.
Surrounded by laws, he transford into a black shadow, charging into the night sky against that unbeatable adversary.
He was like a spark, rushing towards the firmant.
With a feeble body, he pierced the black sky over Central Earth, creating a ray of dawn for all beings over ten thousand years.
Tianluo Sage chuckled: "A sage must have a sage’s responsibilities."
"Since ancient sages have passed, it’s now our generation’s turn."
"Boys, I hope you can hold out until dawn!"
He too transford into a shadow, swept towards the towering Giant Emperors.
The Red-faced Sage drew a hamr and shouldered it, grinning at the eighteen Giant Emperors and Inferior Sages:
"I’ve forged iron for over a thousand years, finally I can strike the giants."
"I’ve waited for this day too long!"
"Giant Emperor, Central Earth’s Ten Sins!"
"Taste the power of my thousand-year hamr!"
The iron hamr in his hand exploded with a spiritual pressure far surpassing Spiritual Artifacts.
This was evidently a presence nurtured to the Quasi Boundary Artifact Level!
It was the Red-faced Sage’s Killing Device, prepared for this battle for over a thousand years!
He wielded the hamr, transforming into a shadow charging towards them.
Nine Nether Demon Venerable chuckled, sibilant as ever:
"Just a death, why shout so dramatically?"
"That’s why I dislike the Human Clan."
"Too noisy!"
After finishing, he used Instantaneous Movent, reappearing beyond three Central Earth sages, first to reach the Giant Emperors and Inferior Sages.
Their words still echoed across the earth.
Interweaving, forming the last requiem for Central Earth’s fate.
Everyone knew they would die.
They knew it themselves.
Yet, they still went forward, resolutely.
Jiang Fan closed his eyes.
Having witnessed the sacrificial suicide of Eight Apertures and Nine Apertures Nascent Souls in Taicang State, he could envision the valorous scene of the four sages flying into the fire.
A pang of sorrow and unwillingness passed through his heart.
Is this truly the fate of Central Earth?
Each state fought for so long, sacrificed so many lives, only to face the sa destiny?
He hated that he wasn’t born a hundred years earlier.
If he could enter the sage rank, he would surely eradicate the giants and end the eternal doom!
Regrettably, no "what ifs."
Welcoming Central Earth, only endless night.
Wenhai Academy.
The paper person Xingyuan Venerable gazed at the nine suns appearing in Central Earth.
With a trace of relieved smile on his face.
"Finally, they ca."
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