Chapter 60: The Calamity of Extinction
nexpectedly gave off an astonishingly alluring feeling. It was probably because of her overly vibrant red lips.She sat there on the dusty incense altar, so beautiful yet so nonchalant.She lightly touc...In the world of floating land, the war continues.
Jiang Wang and Ximeng joined forces to fiercely attack the Jihuo Palace.
Cleanse the corpses with righteous blessings.
Bai Yu Xia moved through the buildings of the Jihuo Department, constantly killing several rushing Chi Shi. She was searching for something.
With Jiang Wang's unmatched killing power, coupled with the intricate and unpredictable mechanisms, and the participation of an eight-winged ink warrior in the attack, this Ji Huo Palace remained steadfast, never being breached!
Within the Fire Shrine, the totem spirit of the Pyromancy Clan, from afar, spoke: “With Mr. Linchuan’s abilities, he couldn’t break it. Could this Calamity Dragon have mastered some evil arts and, through its massacre of my millions of kin, recovered its power”
The legend of the Annihilating Dragon has long been spread across the land with the help of King Qing.
They all know that this magical dragon is injured.
"Absolutely not." Jiang Wang seemed unconcerned by the remaining forces of the Fire Department observing from the sidelines. Under the rain-like onslaught of sword techniques, he still found time to answer: "This demon dragon wounded the true king's essence. Capturing more blood energy wouldn't be enough for him to recover. If the recovery of a Dong Zhen level power was so simple, he wouldn't need to expend so much effort and lay out such a grand battle."
Fireworks rain down on the city once more——
"You agree, Ao Kui!"
Ao Kui, who had always enjoyed and excelled at bickering with Jiang Wang, remained silent.
No matter how Jiang Wang spoke to him, whether it was sarcasm or insults, the Jihuo Palace remained silent.
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If the thread of cause and effect didn't point here, if there wasn't the residual power of Ao Kui within the Blazing Fire Palace, one would almost think he had already fled far away.
“We've been talking for three years! Such a deep friendship, you old mud loach, just saying you don't want to chat anymore You used to check in on me every morning and evening, now you're playing deaf and dumb!”
Jiang Wang roared angrily, slashing his sword again and again at the Jihuo Palace, as if tireless.
His Samādhi True Fire was firmly attached to the Bloodlight Cover of the Jih Huo Palace. As time passed and his knowledge grew, its destructive power increased relentlessly.
Time, it seemed, was on their side. Yet Ao Kui's silence only deepened a certain unease.
Xi, who was extremely sensitive to the flow of primal energy, immediately detected the problem: "The defenses of Chihu Palace had merged with these red corpses. Our attacks were actually dissolving the formation of the red corpses. After the red corpses formed, they strengthened the blood-light barrier even further. In simple terms, our power was being transformed into source energy by this formation, and it wasn't causing much real damage."
The precarious shaking of the Bloodlight Dome was nothing but Ao Kui's trickery. He had almost wiped out the Blazing Fire Clan, forming a massive formation with millions of blood corpses – how could it be so easily broken
"The defense limit of this energy shield we haven't reached yet... but there must be a limit to the transfer of power" Jiang Wang instantly restrained his furious demeanor, calmly asking.
"His formation is too ancient, it's already different from the current formation system. I tried to analyze it, but the progress is slow." Ximeng said: "Maybe we have to wait until all these corpses become red corpses before we can get the answer."
The entire Hundred Million population of the Jihuo Department were left as corpses here, what a long and arduous task that must have been!
"Is there a way to block the transfer of power" Jiang Wang asked again.
"It takes time to research."
A crafty Ao Gui, indeed! Not simple at all, with so many tricks up his sleeve. He neither attacks nor retreats, leaving people in confusion.
Jiang Wang stopped his sword, Xi Ming and his puppet also suspended above the palace.
For a while, only the chanting of the Pure Rituals continued.
“These blood corpses are the key,” Jiang Wang analyzed. “Solving them will break the cycle. With no way for power to transfer, this formation can naturally be broken.”
Xi Mingshen raised an eyebrow: "Makes sense."
As he spoke, he flipped open a bronze chest, ready to search for a suitable mechanism puppet.
Though there are many corpses here, with the Mohist's vast array of techniques, it wouldn't be impossible to resolve this quickly.
Jiang Wang raised his hand and motioned for him to stop. "Don't be hasty. Although we can see that these blood corpses are key, it may not necessarily be what Ao Kui wants us to see. This scoundrel is cunning; recklessly destroying the bodies could lead right into his trap."
“We haven't seen each other for just a few days, and you already look like someone who has changed greatly. You’re really quite clever!” Inside the Jihuo Palace, Ao Kui's voice finally rang out: "You stupid fool, you actually have moments of brilliance!"
Jiang Wang said in a low voice, "After being deceived by old foxes like you so many times, of course young people have to grow up a bit too."
"What are you going to do then" Ao Kui's voice said, "If you don't touch these blood corpses, how can you break my Heavenly Slaughter Myriad Extinction Formation If you don't break through the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Light Shield, how can you kill me Don't want to see your old friend—ah! Ugh… In the middle of a conversation, you sneak attack me!"
Jiang Wang remained unfazed and concealed the ear fairy. "It's been a long time since we last chatted. I just wanted to exchange views on the path of sound-hearing. Don't put it so negatively."
Old Dragon puffed out his chest and said, "If you keep this up, I won't talk to you anymore!"
Hearing only the dialogue, it doesn't really sound like two mortal enemies about to fight to the death.
Xi Meng looked at Jiang Wang, who made a gesture to pause.
He spoke in a friendly, concerned tone: "Even if I ignore you now, I'll wait for you outside for ten or eight years. You hide in this turtle shell, with no resources and lack of elixirs. When will you recover Once these blood corpses rot and the formation recedes, won't you still die Have you thought about what to do"
> At first, Jiang Wang communicated with the Wangquan tribe, seizing the kingly way of this world.
Without the faith of his followers and with no one to back him, Ao Kui finally revealed his true, hideous face.
He didn't compete with Jiang Wang and the others for the right to speak in the Floating Land world, nor did he vie for the trust of the Floating Land people — that was naturally something he excelled at, but there was no need for him to engage in such a power struggle with six celestial prodigies. Especially in his depleted state, he had to remain vigilant against these prodigies coming after him at any moment.
If your body is weak and your martial arts skills are insufficient, you cannot play fairly. Then overturn the chessboard and don't play!
He has been traversing the universe for so many years, what kind of situation hasn't he seen
People, in themselves, are resources!
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The living can become part of the power, and the dead can also contribute to it.
Jiang Wang borrowed the power of the Floating Land Human Race.
He used the bodies of the floating people!
One cannot live by killing.
The Fire Department's subduing of a million corpses is just the beginning. This day, Tu Wan Jue's array transformation is merely one accumulation in his long life.
He never looked down on Jiang Wang. He had always underestimated him If Jiang Wang was truly so useless, what would he, a dragon sage who was kicked into the dust and lost his position as the Star Monarch, be If Jiang Wang was truly so foolish, why would he be trapped in prison for over three years before finding an opportunity
He fought with the Floating Continent as his battlefield, truly treating Jiang Wang as a rival.
Of course, facing this somewhat immature child, he would definitely still win the final victory.
But no matter how early he had anticipated, within just two days of entering the Floating Land world, the competition among the Floating People race had already ended... This was beyond his expectations.
Originally, I thought the worst that could happen was a stalemate, with both sides secretly influencing their respective factions. At worst, we'd have a chaotic multi-tribal war, playing a game of proxy wars and seeing what strategies Jiang Wang truly had up his sleeve.
Jiang Wang had once visited Fúlù and had a connection with the Wángquán clan, which was the first thing he hadn't expected.
Jiang Wang finding his way to Mount Shengou was faster than he had expected. He didn't expect it to be so quick! He hadn't even had time to prepare everything and throw out the line index lure!
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...to the point where the heat was insufficient, and everything was unripe.
He had to trigger the myriad gods' annihilation in advance. While concealing key information, he also made a move casually.
Shengshao Mountain collapsed because of Jiang Wang, and the nine totem spirits of the Floating Land Human Race died at his hands. Who is that world-destroying existence
He intended to use this very fact to vie for the support of the Floating Land people once again with Jiang Wang, and to compete for the right to speak in the Floating Land world.
He wants to be the Savior Dragon, while Jiang Wang is the Doomstar!
But Jiang Wang was sober and restrained, he did not directly kill the Nine Totem Spirits, but captured them. Jing Li even eradicated the hidden calamity he had planted on the Totem Spirits, so this move failed to take effect.
Even resorting to the way of cause and effect through meticulous rites, he tirelessly pursued this path, directly interfering with his schemes in the Inferno Department.
Of course, he knew that Jiang Wang would never wait for him outside for ten or eight years. He definitely didn't have ten or eight years either. Not to mention, Guan Yan, that bald man, could show up at any time.
He also has to act quickly!
"Why wait ten or eight years" Ao Kui sneered. "If I have three to five years, I will recover myself! By then, you'd better run faster."
Jiang Wang nodded. "It seems like at most three or five days, you'll be able to recover your strength—what's in the Jihuo Palace Compared to other tribes, this place must have something very special, that's why you chose it here."
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He finished asking the question, but instead of waiting for Ao Kui's answer, he slapped his palm down, isolating the sound between the inner and outer realms of the Jihuo Palace.
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"Brother, please use the Diji Fire Palace as the center and empty all the celestial energy within three feet, and stop its circulation. I want him to hide in the wasteland."
"Little Arhat, please save these blood corpses and drive them away from the range of this Heavenly Slaughter Annihilation Formation."
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While issuing orders, Jiang Wang flew straight to the Fire Shrine.
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"Burning Jade Ling, answer me!" He shouted outside the Fire Shrine: "This demonic dragon came to your tribe, what is it looking for"
Within the fire temple, there was a profound silence.
People unconsciously looked at the tribal chief.
The world-ending Demon Dragon actually sought something in the Fire Department
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Most people are unaware of this, and most remain oblivious until their death, believing today to be merely a random calamity. After all, why would a world-ending dragon need a reason to end the world
But in this world of floating continents, there are so many tribes. There are thirty-six tribes in the Fire Tribe alone. Why did the Calamity Dragon choose to target the Quickfire Tribe first
The gazes of the clansmen pricked at her like thorns. Ji Huo Yu Ling sat stiffly on a stone chair, head bowed and brows furrowed, silent and unresponsive.
"You know what I feel most uncomfortable about today when I came here"
He held his sword, standing outside the fire shrine, killing intent evident in his bearing: "The sight those eyes saw... became reality. I never believed in fate, and I loathe those who think they can dictate others' destinies. I said I wouldn't let that happen, but you lied to me from the start."
Ji Huo Yu Ling covered her face with her hand, a trembling voice squeezing out from between her fingers: "He's looking for...those eyes!"
The Qinghuo tribe, which currently holds the royal power, is still prosperous and peaceful.
Although there are terrifying tales of the Demonic Dragon's destruction, today King Qing is the savior. Powerful armies have assembled, and mysterious visitors from the heavens are traveling everywhere...
Everything will be alright.
Flowers will still bloom, Tianzhu Star will still rise, the coppery hues on the horizon are but a moment.
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For a while!
The source of fire has greatly diminished! As the royal decree shows... the Jihou clan has been eradicated!
In the King's Hall, King Wang's bushy beard practically bristled with rage, his eyes burning with fury: "That demonic dragon has begun its move!"
This is an emergency confidential meeting. Aside from King Qìng, the only ones present in the palace are General Qìng Huǒ Yuán Chén and Astrologer Qìng Huǒ Guān Wén.
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Facing King Qing's questioning gaze, the newly appointed shaman, though masked, clearly trembled with anxiety: "Perhaps... we should consult Mr. Linchuan"
What a fool! What's the difference between that Qing Huo and its inscription
Qinghuo Yuanchen glanced at him and said, "Mr. Linchuan led people to Shengshou Mountain."
King Qing's voice rose: "Sainted Hunt Mountain is gone!"
Qióng Huǒ Yuán Chén Dà Jīng: "What happened"
"Just a moment ago, the time of the Fire Tribe's annihilation was not far off." King Qìng paced back and forth, his expression anxious and ferocious, his shadow dancing on the wall like a menacing beast: "The tribes near Shènhù Mountain should be sending messages soon as well."
Just as the ferocity behind King Qing's rage now stems from a fear that cannot be spoken.
Even the renowned Qiang Huo Yuan Chen, known for his bravery, couldn't help but feel a tinge of nervousness: "Are Mr. Linchuan and the others... still alive"
If Zhang Linchuan and his group have already failed in the battle against the Extinction Demon Dragon, would the annihilation of the Jihuo Department be the beginning of the Extinction Demon Dragon's revenge
King Qing suddenly stopped: "Mr. Linchuan's dragon hunting team, wasn't there still one person left at your residence She must know! Summon her—no, I will go and ask her myself!"
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Celebrating the Fire Yuanchen immediately stood up: "I will clear the way for you."
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As the three walked out, King Qing suddenly turned back and looked at the shaman: "Besides discovering that the source of fire is greatly waning, did you see anything else"
The shaman shook his head. "Never."
"With the apocalypse imminent, is there no guidance from the Source Will!" King Qing suddenly raged.
He's also a bit desperate for a cure.
Qínghuǒ Guānwén nervously said, "Your Majesty, the primordial god has no 'self'. This is the first lesson I learned on my path to becoming a shaman."
Since the Origin God has no self and does not exist, it naturally wouldn't give any revelations.
King Qing finally knew that he couldn't blame anyone for this. Suppressing his anger, he turned to Zhu Shu and asked, "Lord Zhu Shu, did you leave any insights on how to deal with such a situation"
Qinghuo Guanwen stubbornly shook his head and continued, "The true heir to Zhushu's legacy, Qinghuo Qiming, is gone. He left behind so many writings, I haven't even finished reading them..."
"Trash! How did you manage to get into the ancestral hall!" King Qing finally lost his temper and kicked him over.
Turning around, Dà Bù and Qìng Huǒ Yuán Chén left.
Qinghuo Guanwen tumbled on the ground for a few rolls, his exaggerated mask banging against the floor tiles with a loud clang.
Like an elegy for this grand hall.
The guards standing before the main hall were clad in armor and helmets, standing rigidly silent. They dared not pursue the departing figure of King Qing nor gaze upon the shaman's humiliation. So they looked up at the sky instead.
Under the gradually accustomed brass-colored sky, at some point, the clouds have turned blood red.
This is a test.
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(The End)! And from now on, don't call me Fatty!""Deng deng deng deng!" Standing before him was a short figure clad in full armor, their face hidden beneath a helmet.>"How's that" A soft voice came from within...