The multicolored rays of twilight can only block the pressure of sages from this world; if they take action, they cannot be stopped.
Jiang Fan felt the cold of death, but his gaze remained calm and resolute.
"Then I’ll answer you once more!"
"The Peace Monunt... will not be given to you!"
In his heart, he felt an unspeakable disappointnt. It was hard enough to hope for the return of a Disaster Realm Sage, only to et soone who viewed the lives of Central Earth people as insignificant.
The expression of the gray-robed middle-aged man was indifferent:
"Then just die."
He lightly tapped Jiang Fan’s forehead with his finger.
anwhile, Jiang Fan held tightly onto a jade box filled with dirty blood.
If he is killed, it will be mutual destruction.
"Stop!" A deep and unified shout ca from nine directions.
It was the nine transford Great Wine Sacrifices, speaking simultaneously, though differing in gender, age, and vigor.
Yet the voices rged, seemingly becoming one person’s voice.
Filled with a peculiar sense of oppression.
The gray-robed man’s finger halted, slowly withdrawing as he looked at the nine Great Wine Sacrifices and said:
"It’s truly surprising that a re junior could alarm all nine Great Wine Sacrifices to gather."
The Taicang State Great Wine Sacrifice waved his horsetail whisk, using Instantaneous Movent to bring Jiang Fan to his side, and said coolly:
"I am equally surprised that a re junior could alarm the Heavenly Patrol Sage to take action personally."
"Is it because you want to eliminate a threat to your son?"
The gray-robed man remained silent, his gaze at Jiang Fan becoming sharper.
Only then did Jiang Fan understand that the Heavenly Patrol Sage was here to kill him specifically.
Whether the Peace Monunt was handed over or not, he would be killed anyway.
The reason was he had beco too prominent, overshadowing the Young Emperor, his son and bloodline.
He couldn’t help but sneer: "No wonder the Young Emperor is tyrannical and cold-blooded. It turns out he has a narrow-minded, ruthless father!"
"You father and son really are quite alike!"
"However..."
Jiang Fan looked at him with so disdain: "Your son is stronger than you!"
"At least he has a little pride and disdains to attack the weak!"
The gaze of the Heavenly Patrol Sage grew sharper, almost tangible.
The Taicang State Great Wine Sacrifice waved his sleeve to block that gaze, and said indifferently: "Now that your son is healed, return to your Source of Evil."
"Do not linger in Central Earth!"
The Heavenly Patrol Sage gave a deep look at Jiang Fan: "Jiang Fan, is it?"
"First of the Nine Steles, na inscribed for posterity?"
"The Dark Tide is coming. I’ll see then whether Central Earth begs or begs you!"
After speaking, his figure transford into light and shadow and scattered away.
A minute Void Rift flickered, swallowing the light and shadow, disappearing completely.
Another Dark Tide?
Jiang Fan furrowed his eyebrows deeply, pondering what it truly was.
Never mind for now, the urgent task is to defeat the Heavenly Realm while it’s weak!
He turned and bowed to the nine Great Wine Sacrifices: "Thank you, Great Wine Sacrifices, for your protection."
Thinking it was due to the return of the Heavenly Patrol Sage, the nine Great Wine Sacrifices gathered sensing he would trouble Jiang Fan.
The Crying Great Wine Sacrifice wiped her tears: "Boohoo... Jiang Fan... Are you really going to the Hell Realm?"
"I can’t bear to let you go..."
Jiang Fan awkwardly scratched his head: "I’m sorry to make the seniors laugh. Those were just words of anger, don’t take them to heart."
"Central Earth is my holand, there are people and things here I can’t let go."
"I won’t be going to the Hell Realm, rest assured."
The Great Wine Sacrifices were relieved.
The Taicang State Great Wine Sacrifice, while twirling his horsetail whisk, said: "I was never worried."
"If one day you truly go to the Hell Realm, it must be because soone forced you."
Among the nine Great Wine Sacrifices, the Taicang State Great Wine Sacrifice spent the most ti with Jiang Fan and understood him best.
He didn’t believe Jiang Fan would willingly go to the Hell Realm.
Jiang Fan nodded and said: "I thank the seniors again for their protection. I shall take my leave first."
The nine Great Wine Sacrifices exchanged glances, each extracting a tiny glimr from their brow and shot it before Jiang Fan.
"What is this?" Jiang Fan asked, puzzled.
The Taicang State Great Wine Sacrifice said: "Before the journey to the Hell Realm, we promised a reward. The first to enter the center of the Hell’s Root, the Great Venerate grants rit, while non-Great Venerates grant enlightennt."
"These are insights condensed over a thousand years from us nine Great Wine Sacrifices, they should aid you in understanding the Third Domain."
Jiang Fan slapped his forehead.
He almost forgot about this!
He quickly grabbed the nine glimrs and said: "Thank you, nine Great Wine Sacrifices, I bid farewell!"
Watching as he left, the faces of the nine Great Wine Sacrifices simultaneously darkened.
"If not for our tily arrival, Jiang Fan would have fallen to the old villain of the Heavenly Patrol!"
"A thousand years ago, he turned a blind eye to Beixuan Sword Master’s plight, only concerned with his own escape. We thought sending him to the Source of Evil would bring improvent, but it just got worse!"
The faces of a few Great Wine Sacrifices showed lingering fear.
If they had been just a bit late, Jiang Fan might have perished.
The Taicang State Great Wine Sacrifice stroked his beard: "The Heavenly Patrol Sage is now in the Three Calamities Realm, holding a high position among the elders, I fear he will not let it rest."
The Heavenly State Great Wine Sacrifice frowned: "Compared to the Heavenly Patrol Sage, I am more worried about the Young Emperor."
Heavenly State, Young Emperor Mountain.
A palace floating high in the sky, surrounded by sun, moon, and stars.
Outside the great hall, a group of Divinity Transformation Realm individuals knelt respectfully on one knee.
"Welco to the Young Emperor’s ergence!"
In the dark hall.
A throne woven from nine-colored thunderbolts slowly erged from the darkness.
On the throne reclined a handso and cold youth,
He glanced down at the multitude of Divinity Transformation Realm individuals, his gaze indifferent:
"In the battle against Hell, who perford the greatest?"
Lianjing Venerable knelt at the front, her eyes flickering, and said:
"Young Emperor, there was no rit in the battle against Hell, it’s unnecessary to care about winning or losing."
The Young Emperor glanced at her sideways: "Answer ! Who?"
Lianjing Venerable kept silent, her heart uneasy.
A Divinity Transformation Realm individual prostrated on the ground, cautiously said: "It was... the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, Jiang Fan."
Bang——
The Young Emperor slowly stood up, and the imposing force shattered the thunder throne behind him.
"First in the Nine Steles is him, the one whose na is inscribed is also him, and the first rit in the battle against Hell is still him!"
"It’s no wonder he dares to cultivate Void Flow Thunder Force alongside !"
He clenched his fingers, gathering myriad Thunder Arcs in his palm, forming the character ’kill.’"
Casually tossing it, he threw it to Lianjing Venerable.
"Deliver it to Jiang Fan, ten days later, co to Young Emperor Mountain to accept death!"
"If he does not co, I will go to the Heavenly chanism Pavilion myself!"
"Leave no one alive!"
Lianjing Venerable’s face showed bitterness; she knew the Young Emperor would challenge Jiang Fan as soon as his injuries healed.
Being so proud and ambitious, how could he tolerate a peer being above him?
She hesitated and said: "Young Emperor, let’s discuss this after the Heavenly Realm expedition ends."
"It’s not wise to have internal conflict right now."
The Young Emperor’s eyes shot a bolt of lightning, striking Lianjing Venerable.
She cried out in pain, her delicate body flying out of the square, blood spilling everywhere.
All present were even more terrified, prostrating on the ground, not daring to breathe heavily.
That was the Young Emperor’s own mother.
Disobeying his will, punishnt follows regardless!
"Defy this Young Emperor’s orders again, and die!"
The Young Emperor’s gaze was cold and emotionless.
At this mont, he surveyed the surroundings, his eyes growing colder: "Where is the Heavenly Patrol Sage?"
Beside him, the figure of the Thunder Annihilation Sage on Young Emperor Mountain slowly ford, sighing softly: "He went to find Jiang Fan."
The Young Emperor’s eyes grew chilly: "ddleso!"
"Those I, the Young Emperor, wish to kill, how can it be his place to do it for !"
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