轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！When Jiang Wanglai came to Bu Xie Cheng, he passed through the State of Cheng, then went around to the State of Mo, traveled across vast wildlands, and finally arrived at the State of Luo. From there, he hurried to Bu Xie Cheng... Thus, outside the sphere of influence of the State of Zhuang, he took a big detour.
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Now leaving is much simpler. He plans to enter Yong Nation directly and transfer through Yun Nation from there.
In this lawless and chaotic wasteland, No Redemption City is the only city, and the only place of order. Beyond that lie vast stretches of wilderness.
In such wild lands, there also live all sorts of people and settlements like villages. They exist in dependence on the city of Redemption, but for various reasons, they are unable to live within its walls.
If those who wander around the gates of Neverwinter are the underclass, then those who roam the wilds beyond its borders are the dregs of that scum.
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Besides their cruelty, they have nothing left. Therefore, the extent of their cruelty might also exceed people's imagination.
Of course, today's Jiang Wang needn't worry about these people's threats.
During his time in Zhuang Guo, this lawless place caught between three warring states was perhaps the most dangerous within his realm of understanding. By this point in his cultivation, only places like the desolate borderlands, Yu Yuan, or the Realm of Confusion could truly be considered dangerous.
Cultivation is like ascending a high mountain, each level reveals a new vista.
After bidding farewell to Zhu Wei and Huang Mo, Jiang Wang pondered over Xiao Shu's Star Path Method while making his way slowly — he couldn't fly directly through the air, couldn't roam freely without restraint, and had to remain as inconspicuous as possible... It was agonizingly slow.
A wild, uncultivated land, overgrown with thorns and brambles. Snake skins lay scattered like dry twigs.
For someone who has never been here, it's hard to imagine that this place is deep in the western region, and surprisingly, nestled within the borders of several countries.
It was so desolate.
If there was no ransom city, this place might have been completely isolated from the human world. But it's also possible that it would have already been cleared and divided by neighboring countries.
This chaotic place supports the city of Unredemption, and the city of Unredemption gives this place its own powerful life force.
It's hard to say who depends on whom more.
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Everywhere there are mounds of graves, the paths winding, with occasionally a few lonely crows cawing.
Such a gloomy place is prone to breeding evil spirits.
But no matter what vengeful spirit or evil ghost, they all only avoid Jiang Wang, there is no reason for Jiang Wang to avoid them.
He walked alone, though he did nothing out of the ordinary. But his powerful life force, in itself, was dispelling the gloom.
If one were as divine as Zhongli Yan, a martial artist whose life force was imbued with divinity, their blood and energy surging like the sea, they could cause phantoms to collapse wherever they went simply by not containing their aura.
The crow's cawing was irritating. Jiang Wang frowned, a murderous intent rising within him, wanting to cleave it in two with his sword, but he quickly became wary!
Why would one feel murderous intent towards a raven
The immortal crimson light instantly bathed the Five Seas, Jiang Wang's hand already pressed upon the hilt of his sword.
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At the same time, a rustling sound arose. Within sight, row upon row of unmarked graves cracked open. Skeletal hands, bleached white, burst forth from the earth!
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It was only now that Jiang Wang awoke to the danger. His perception of peril had been suppressed for far too long by some kind of force!
As usual, he was brave and decisive, yet he did not act immediately. Instead, he stood firmly on the ground, his feet rooted like a tree, with jade light flowing through his ears. He had already entered the state of a Sound-Hearing Immortal, causing all sounds to converge upon him.
The sound of bones rubbing, the cracking of bone breaking ground, the cawing of crows, the rustling of wind through grass...
The surrounding environment, in the form of sound, was reconstructed in Jiang Wang's perception.
Hear the world, see the world.
Then he saw that, before those skeletons crawled out of their graves, there drifted and danced the ghosts.
One, two, three...
Within sight, there are hundreds or even thousands.
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Like swallows gathering, like clouds flowing.
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They swayed and wobbled, emerging from those abandoned graves like a synchronized swarm, as if receiving some unspoken command all at once. They moved with unified speed and purpose, like streaks of black lightning.
Half of the ghosts zipped through the air at high speed, like streaks of black lines, sketching out some kind of eerie pattern. A terrifying and oppressive atmosphere descended upon them.
And the other half of the ghosts, with terrifying speed, drew streaks of dimness as they charged towards Jiang Wang!
Between heaven and earth, there is a subtle change taking place.
Jiang Wangping calmly watched everything unfold, a cloak and coarse hemp robes, an air of aloofness. He stood alone in the wasteland, unmoving. But a circle of scorching heat was expanding at incredible speed around him.
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The heatwave is surging.
The flames were like flowers.
Where the fire touched, those ghostly lights couldn't even pause for a moment before being incinerated.
That rapidly expanding line of fire, after incinerating the approaching ghosts, dispersed instantly, fluttering like a flock of flying flaming birds.
Chirp chirp chirp…
Scattered into hundreds, pecking at the remaining half of the ghosts in the air.
The freedom and ease with which this Fire-Walking Dao Technique is performed stems from Jiang Wang's recent cultivation achievements at the Marquis of Huai's residence.
The current situation is very clear. The half of the ghosts that are directly attacking are obviously creating time for the other half's actions.
The potential enemy lurking in the shadows for who knows how long, must surely have many more tricks up their sleeve waiting to be revealed.
Jiang Wang ignored all of that, directly pushing forward with blazing flames, burning this and also incinerating that.
As long as all the ghosts are burned to ashes, the enemy's potential follow-up will naturally be wiped out.
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This is a grand master, using righteousness to defeat the unorthodox.
Click click click!
As if sensing some kind of danger, the skeletons clawing out from the graves were moving faster. Some had already emerged halfway, others raised their skulls high, and some reached across to other skeletons, grabbing a bony hand to attach it to themselves...
And all the skeletons hung in the air with a white dot of light leaping from each one.
Dots echo across the distance to one another.
Because these ghastly white spots scattered among the skeletons in different burial mounds, seemed to have a sort of chilling connection.
They are like nodes one after another, yet like stars in a world of the dead.
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And the phantoms flitting across the high vault, sketching a path with their swift movements, were also cloaked in a ghastly white radiance... and thus they feared not the flames.
This is a relentless, step-by-step offensive...
The enemy in the dark must have made extensive preparations.
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This sudden encounter on the battlefield concealed unimaginable determination and calculations.
Jiang Wang must respect the effort his opponent has put in.
He remained rooted to the spot, but his eyes darted across the crimson glow.
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His fire control is far superior to before.
He could conjure flames at will, transforming them into a blazing phoenix. But it wasn't as simple as it seemed!
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Today's firebird is not yesterday's firebird.
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Every flamefinch's eyes hold a crimson point, the seed of the true fire of samadhi branded upon them.
They were formed from the fire element between heaven and earth, but they were also imbued with the power of divine flame. Even Jiang Wang's Samadhi True Fire could descend through these Flame Sparrows at any time, allowing for countless variations in application by heart, greatly increasing the flexibility of divine flame combat.
...and what is manifested now is...
All the Emberbirds in mid-air, their flames rising several times in temperature, effortlessly pecked through those ghastly white lights and struck the phantoms!
In just a blink of an eye, all the ghosts that had been soaring through the air were incinerated and vanished.
At this time, those skeletons hadn't even fully crawled out of the grave.
Jiang Wang's reaction was swift, his response precise, and his Taoist techniques profound.
But as the Phoenix flames dissipated, the surrounding temperature plummeted sharply, and a bone-chilling feeling settled in.
Jiang Wang raised his eyes in some surprise, seeing that within the gloom of that sky, the strange and unique formation had already been drawn...
Those phantoms truly exert their influence in those shadowy traces!
Jiang Wang's heart sounded the alarm.
He realized that the opponent hiding in the dark knew him very, very well!
This understanding is not just about military strength.
But instead, he had a deep understanding of his own fighting style and how to adapt.
Is it easy to win the battle
The two people knew each other since childhood, so they could really be said to understand each other well.
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Moreover, according to information from the Duke of Huai's Mansion, after the Shan Hai Realm, Yi Shengfeng also specifically went to find Tai Yin. It can be assumed that he did not miss anyone else he had fought with.
If it were him... to understand and target himself to this degree, it wouldn't be surprising at all.
In a flash, the color of Jiang Wang's eyes completely transformed into crimson red.
The blazing crimson eyes of Gan Yang have awakened, and boundless flames surge around him.
Between heaven and earth, there is red for this.
With phoenixes soaring, flame flowers blooming, and flaming meteors falling...a vibrant world of fire ignites in this desolate wasteland.
Splendid and brilliant, bustling with clarity.
He centered himself and instantly unleashed the Fire Realm Technique, still maintaining a defensive posture. Without knowing his enemy's capabilities, he raised the difficulty of their attack by preemptively striking, leaving himself more room to react.
At this very moment, the eerie array between heaven and earth has been completed. The sinister formation has taken shape, and it begins to exert its influence.
The fire element was banished and scattered here.
Now, everything about Jiang Wang's gentleness started to become a burden for him.
But Jiang Wang's fire realm was presided over by the Threefold True Fire, supported by the blazing bone lotus. Without the replenishment of heaven and earth's vitality, it didn't have much impact in a short period of time.
However, to have flames rise freely wherever the eyes fall, just as in the usual way, is difficult to achieve.
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Too targeted...
What is the true nature of this formation
Where exactly will the enemy be lurking
Jiang Wang's eyes flashed like lightning, as he darted around.
His crimson eyes, blazing with yang energy, were still visible beneath his cloak. However, this itself was a form of self-concealment—leading opponents to believe he relied on those eyes to pick up clues.
In the realm of Shanhai, the newly formed Qiyang Chi Tong should not be understood too much by opponents.
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The ability of Qian Yang Chi Tong doesn't lie in perceiving subtle cues, so his key tactic for capturing his opponent's focus still lies in observing their immortal demeanor.
Within this state of intense alertness, his ears twitched suddenly, catching a sound unlike any other—a scraping sound of skeletons moving within the mounds. But this was different, the bones were particularly strong and sturdy.
It is too subtle, but in the world of sound, it is like thunder.
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While Jiang Wang had already moved!
That eerie formation emitted waves of oppressive force, the air thick with a water-like density... yet it couldn't suppress Jiang Wang's movements at all.
He remains still until called upon, then he moves with a flash of cold light.
With each footfall, he moved with an air of ease and grace. All that remained was the blazing fire boundary, still battling against the power of the formation. But as swift as a rainbow, he had already arrived, sword in hand, colliding with the enemy, his blade piercing through the sky above a massive tomb mound—
This is an exceptionally large burial mound, probably built by someone who was lazy and buried a lot of people at once.
The stench of death and ghostly energy mingled together, creating a suffocatingly foul odor.
The mound itself hadn't been fully excavated, with five or six skeletal hands struggling to break free of the soil, reaching out for air... Their bones were rigid, bending in unnatural ways.
Jiang Wang arrived in a flash, his fingers moved lightly, and he had already reversed the long sword, playing with it like a dagger, smoothly and decisively stabbing downward!
The person fell, and the sword fell as well.
Man and sword are one, each hair as sharp as a blade.
The roaring sword qi directly shattered this mountain tomb, grinding all the bone hands and skeletons inside to dust!
The soil split open.
Skeletal remains were cleaved apart by some unseen force.
A foul and highly toxic smell also cut through.
A black iron staff, protruded from the mound of graves.
A terrifying, evil, and utterly insane aura wrapped around this iron staff, swallowing even the sharp sword energy.
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The iron mace was held in a rough, large hand.
A man with a full beard and bloodshot eyes lay sprawled on this nameless mound in the wilderness. Through flying dirt, broken bones, swirling sword energy, and murderous intent... he locked eyes with Jiang Wang, who wore a hooded cloak.
He glared at Jiang, whose scarlet eyes were hidden beneath his cloak.
Between them was boundless, insane murderous intent.
This sword's name was given at a funeral...
This man, named Du Yehu!
Since his debut, Jiang Wang has been fighting non-stop, battling countless foes and never hesitating in combat.
Never!
But at this very moment, seeing this face, seeing this person.
He couldn't help but be stunned!
He had speculated about who might be lurking in the shadows this time, calculating countless possibilities. Even with the wisdom of Chong Xuan Sheng and the cleverness of Zhao Ru Cheng, he could never have imagined that under these circumstances, he would meet such a person.
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He instinctively moved his sword-wielding hand aside, the sword qi roaring as it bypassed Du Yecho and plunged into the ground.
Yet, the mourning saber of Dù Yěhǔ had no hesitation whatsoever. It continued on its ferocious trajectory, slamming head-on!
The staff has not yet arrived.
Jiang Wang's cloak was shattered directly!
The disguise of Ruyi Xianyi's hemp clothing had fallen away, returning to the blue robes she always wore.
The protector's Dao Yuan shattered instantly.
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The five divine powers' light surged around him, and Jiang Wang instinctively reared back —
The frenzied energy slammed into him, sending him flying backwards.
Exploding in the air!
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