Across the heavens, the wind and snow served only as a backdrop. A figure clad in green, wielding a world-renowned sword! His voice, clear and far-reaching, seemed to make heaven and earth itself roar. A single stride severed history into distinct stages.

Who among them did not know the name Wu’an Marquis, the chief of the Yellow River, the foremost figure of the blue chronicles to grace the inner palace, the youngest military merit Marquis of the Great Qi Empire, the one who pursued and slew the Ancestor of the No Life Cult over ten thousand *li*…

Even for many among them, who had long battled deep within the Ten Thousand Demons Gate and seldom returned to the mortal realm, they had inevitably heard this name through various channels. Their hearts surged with excitement!

Wu’an Marquis, this kingly figure, was a banner unto himself. He represented the young prodigies of the human race, the visible future of their lineage. Ji Zhao Nan declared he had summoned aid, and how could this *not* count as such!?

Even on the side of the demon race, a fierce uproar began. One by one, they surged forward, vying for the honor of being the first to charge towards him. To slay a heaven’s chosen surpasses the merit of slaying thousands upon thousands. Who wouldn’t covet such glory? Yet, at this very moment,

Four stellar holy towers hung suspended, shining high in the sky. A winding star-path formed the handle of the Big Dipper. The light of the Big Dipper illuminated the wind and snow.

And beneath the star-light that pierced the wind and snow, Jiang Wang, his cloak bathed in fire, his sword-light reflecting in his pupils, charged straight towards the densest concentration of demon race warriors. His edge was unveiled, his sword-energy already linking heaven and earth, sweeping through the mountain valley, fiercer than a gale and colder than frozen snow! This was Jiang Wang’s first sword-strike after arriving in the demon world. He held nothing back, directly cleaving a path of slaughter. He cut open the blossoms that bloomed after the boundless wind. One sword, frost and cold. *Hoo hoo hoo.* The biting north wind howled.

*Pa da.* His boots collided with the frozen earth, emitting such a crisp sound.

Jiang Wang, holding his sword, stepped onto the ground of Frost Wind Valley. And before him lay a series of ice sculptures, eternally frozen in their charge. *Hua la hua la.*

The gorge path of Frost Wind Valley, which moments ago had seemed perilously crowded, was actually emptied by a single sword. But this instant of void was soon filled again by the tide-like surge of demon race warriors. Every single demon race warrior saw their comrades fall; every single demon race warrior gripped their weapon tighter. This was a battlefield of races, where neither the human race nor the demon race had a reason to retreat.

“Excellent!” A man clad in a black Daoist robe, currently locked in fierce combat with a powerful foe, his sword-light crisscrossing, cheered loudly. “An excellent Great Qi’s foremost heaven’s chosen! Jiang Wu’an is indeed far superior to Ji Zhao Nan! We awaited you to raise the banner; today, behold your might!” The weight of flattery varies with the person.

A village elder’s fame extends to his village, a prefect’s fame to his prefecture. Just as Jing Country’s Chun Yu Gui offered such praise, who could fail to understand Ji Zhao Nan’s counter-spear strike, which nailed his opponent to the mountain wall? “You still have three days to listen to this scoundrel’s instigation. Jiang Wang, pay attention to allocating your physical strength!”

Seizing the opportunity, he gave a yank, intending to pull out his Shao Hua spear. But the top-tier horned demon race warrior opposite him, rousing his final strength, gripped the spear shaft with blood-dripping hands, holding on tightly. Though the body dies, the will remains. He sought only to perish together with his enemy.

Suddenly, a demon with double wings on its back and a grim face swooped down from high in the sky, arriving with lightning speed. The instant its body neared, a blade-light erupted, seeking to seize the opportunity this horned demon’s desperate struggle presented, and to slay this white-robed killing star here.

Yet, Ji Zhao Nan flipped his body and collided, leveraging the demon corpse impaled above, driving the spear tip deeper into the stone wall. Even this several-inch penetration allowed him to escape the enemy’s Qi machine lock. Inside the peerless armor, his Qi and blood roared.

With this combination of collision and pull, the spear was lifted, and in the instant the spear tip left the mountain wall, he and the spear moved outwards together. The sturdy horned demon still hung from the spearhead, while the spear tail collided precisely with the wing demon’s blade edge. *Qiang!*

A long string of sparks flew as the snow-white spear tail directly struck the blade edge, sending it back, colliding with the wing demon’s chest armor. This incredibly ferocious knife-strike was intercepted before it could gain momentum. Ji Zhao Nan’s spear-wielding hand simply shifted. The wing demon’s knife strength penetrated the long spear, from the spear tail to the spear tip. This terrifying force directly flung the horned demon hanging from the spearhead away. Ji Zhao Nan, in mid-air, executed a graceful fold, his upside-down foot kicking the sturdy corpse of the horned demon, turning it into a weapon. Wrapped in terrifying force, it howled like an iron ball, smashing into the ranks of the demon race warriors, instantly sending three flying and colliding down five! And a point of cold star had already shone brightly in the wing demon’s eyes. Shao Hua is merciless. What is seen is what is suffered. Before it could even react, the step-finger had already stabbed and burst the demon’s eyeball. The spear tip penetrated, breaking out white and red from the back of its head, soaking the spear tip, and then separating. White-robed, silver-armored Ji Zhao Nan then passed through this mist of blood and shattered bone, once again killing his way into the demon race camp. At this moment, what he displayed was the ultimate utilization of strength. It was how to use the least strength to defeat his opponent and achieve his combat objective. This was the killing technique he had honed during his many years of survival in the demon world.

Ji Zhao Nan now, compared to when he was lightly suppressed by Xiong Tu at the Point General Platform, was already a different person.

Or rather, he was approaching the terrifying performance of Chong Xuan Chu Liang, who had simultaneously faced three nation’s heaven’s chosen, and with strength equal to each of them, simultaneously suppressed all three. Jiang Wang heard it and saw it.

Ji Zhao Nan was displaying to him without reservation, the most correct combat style under the environment of Frost Wind Valley. As for that fellow Chun Yu Gui from Jing Country, his flattery was accepted, but to be swayed was impossible.

Back when he was in Zhongshan Country, it was precisely this fellow who had blocked Ji Zhao Nan, allowing Zhao Xuan Yang to easily take him away. How could he not remember? That this fellow today could actually pretend not to know, and engage in such blatant flattery, truly demonstrates that the people of Jing Country are still quite adept.

He had just arrived at the Heavenly Prison, his first time in Frost Wind Valley. This overbearing and unmatched first sword was a demonstration, as well as a probe. It was to help the human race warriors inside Frost Wind Valley reclaim their face, and also to verify the demon race, who had been entangled with the human race since ancient times – their warriors, what was their quality truly like? The result made his heart alarmed.

The individual strength of these demon race warriors, placed among human race cultivators of the same realm, was at least at the level of the top hundred in a Qi Country prefecture. That is to say, their average combat strength far surpassed that of ordinary human race cultivators of the same realm. What was even more terrifying was the armor on these demon race warriors. With the keen eye honed by Lian Que, Jiang Wang could feel its fineness. Its quality was not at all inferior to the armor of Qi Country’s strong armies – this indicated that the demon race possessed sufficient skill in forging soldiers and was also within a rapidly developing social environment! The sea race faced off against the Mirages, the wilderness tribes against the demons of the borderlands, none were as generally terrifying as this demon race.

Because this was indeed an opponent that was capable of colliding with the human race in all aspects, even after being suppressed and weakened over several great eras! The demon race warriors pressed forward relentlessly. Jiang Wang received the frost cloak behind him, gathered the sword-light in his pupils, withdrew from the Immortal Form state, and advanced alone with his sword, stepping fearlessly into the demon race’s battle circle. His figure was as graceful as if strolling through a garden. And in this biting winter day of Frost Wind. Broken arms and severed limbs constantly flew, huge heads rolled all the way down. Demon blood blossoming reduced the defensive area, saving internal energy consumption in close combat. Reaching the pinnacle of technique, surpassing the mundane and entering the profound, a realm that could be called the ultimate in swordsmanship, Jiang Wang was not inferior to anyone. After all, he had clashed comprehensively with Chong Xuan Zun and fought face-to-face with Dou Zhao, among the world’s absolute top heaven’s chosen, earning his name. And having more robust internal energy reserves from the Teng Long Realm onwards compared to same-realm cultivators, allowed him to fully sustain prolonged fierce combat consumption.

The star-light divine dragon at the corner of the Tong Tian Palace summit roared, swallowing and exhaling the untamed heaven and earth elemental energy of the demon world. This made the star-light over the Tong Tian Sea rain down like pearls, filling it with beautiful and jumping internal energy strings. Wang was too young to need to expend internal energy in a battle of attrition, which further demonstrated that the spiritual pulse and true spirit were all excited for this.

“Your opponent is me!” A demon race expert, with small deer horns on his forehead and wearing magnificent battle armor, appeared in the sky in an instant. “Crash Mountain King, Lu Qi Yi!” His speed was too fast. As his voice rang out, his body was already near.

As his voice fell, the long sword hanging at his waist also began to be drawn from its sheath. In that instant, a dazzling light erupted, brighter than several fierce suns, blinding. Jiang Wang, who had just been moving freely through the ranks of the demon race warriors,

Suddenly lifted his eyes, a pair of clear pupils turning crimson-gold. The divine soul battle opened without warning!

In the divine soul world of this deer demon, numbered among the Crash Mountain Kings, an ancient and noble door suddenly descended. Lu Qi Yi’s divine soul manifested body had barely ascended when it was suppressed. Falling, constantly falling. Kneeling on the ground, his entire divine soul world was already subject to external influence. And all the pressure fell upon his spine, forcing him to kneel, forcing him to obey. That ancient door stood high in the sky, naturally possessing a supreme dignity. Only I am the honored one, all realms submit. What merit is there, to dare possess such momentum? One must know that the demon race is the master of the myriad realms!

The noble-blooded Lu Qi Yi felt great hatred in his heart. Resisting that majestic pressure, he thrust out a sword. *Rumble rumble.* Mountain peaks rose from the ground one by one. The divine soul world gave rise to towering peaks, peak after peak crashing against the heavenly gate! Just at this moment, a five-colored, ten-hued Buddha palm, surrounded by celestial flowers, reached out, pushing open the Heavenly Gate. Infinite and endless pressure suddenly poured down, as if the entire sky, the entire world, was pressing down. The high peaks of the divine soul were all being destroyed. Not good! Lu Qi Yi’s divine soul manifested body flickered, turning in a flurry, just wanting to escape back into the temple of containment.

But a red-gold beam of light, from the palm of that holy Buddha palm, extended all the way to the deepest layer of this square divine soul world, thoroughly penetrating Lu Qi Yi’s divine soul manifested body and nailing him there. This was the so-called — Cave Gold Analysis! Outside the divine soul world, in Frost Wind Valley.

The demon race warriors only saw Crash Mountain King Lu Qi Yi charge out, just having reported his name, joining the fray.

The human race’s newly arrived expert had already appeared beside Lu Qi Yi. With a single palm, he pressed Lu Qi Yi’s long sword, which was half-drawn from its sheath, back into the sheath, extinguishing the dazzling and brilliant light that had suddenly erupted. And then, a cold light horizontally swept over, the head and body separating.

Jiang Wang simply brought his already gathered crimson pupils back to calm, his gaze falling upon the robust dog-eared demon race warrior standing next in line. The blood dripping from his long sword was still warm.

Stepping forward, he asked, “What did he say his name was just now? That deer something something king?” He admitted that this Lu Qi Yi just now did possess the strength of the Divine Arrival realm. But there was a gulf between Divine Arrival and Divine Arrival!

He had long heard that the innate divine abilities of the demon race were strong, and thus he was unwilling to give Lu Qi Yi the opportunity to display them, nor did he wish to see Lu Qi Yi’s imposing and dazzling crimson-light sword technique. Ji Zhao Nan said that in Frost Wind Valley, one needed to pay attention to allocating physical strength, that the fierce combat would last for three more days, so there was no need to see the enemy’s full appearance. This was not cultivation; this was war.

Using the divine soul killing method for powerful suppression was not relying on divine soul strength and not caring about energy consumption. It was precisely to use the least strength to defeat a strong enemy, and thus so decisive. The ultimate outcome was simply such a straightforward result of battle. And facing Jiang Wang’s gaze,

The dog-eared demon race expert with a pair of dog ears felt cold sweat break out on his back.

The demon race might not be the sea race, where cultivators with strength equivalent to the human race’s Divine Arrival realm can be called “kings.” Their fighting strength must reach a certain level, and they must also earn certain merit, before they can be conferred a “king title”!

The demon race of today naturally cannot compare with the demon race of the glorious era of the Heavenly Court. The king title also cannot have the same gold content as in that era, but it is still not something that an idle demon race warrior can attain. Warriors of his strength, which was not inferior to idle human race cultivators of the Divine Arrival realm, were merely demon commanders, unable to obtain a king title. He knew the gap between himself and Lu Qi Yi.

But such an existence, one that could absolutely be called strong, had actually been killed even before drawing his sword! What kind of terrifying existence was this newly arrived Qi Country Wu’an Marquis of the human race? Lu Qi Yi’s corpse fell behind that green-clothed figure. The dog-eared demon race’s courage also plummeted with it.

The cowardice in its eyes at this instant was of course not missed by Jiang Wang. In front of him, the one whose momentum he seized, would only face death, with no other outcome. His gaze, at this moment, added a note of strength,

Firmly fixing the dog-eared demon race in place. His own simple step forward was like a strong bow drawn to a full moon; it was the string sending forth the moon to slay. The person followed the sword, and the sword energy cut to pieces all the demon race warriors who stood in the way! Suddenly, a voice roared, the innate roar of a king resonating through the mountain forest. “Those who retreat die!”

As this voice rang out, all the human race warriors in the field, including Chun Yu Gui and Ji Zhao Nan, felt their divine souls tremble, receiving a non-discriminatory sonic attack. Their bodies and souls were harmed by it. In Frost Wind Valley, stones tumbled down. Heaven and earth seemed to shake. This was a divine ability, Lion’s Roar!

The *Bodhi Sitting Dao Sutra* contains a passage that says: Legend has it that the World Honored One, upon seeing the Lion King, gained enlightenment of the Lion’s Roar, and used it to impart the Dharma to sentient beings, subdue outer paths, and was always beneficial. This passage is actually open to doubt, because the World Honored One was born towards the end of the High Ancient Era, at which time the Ten Thousand Demons Gate had already been established. To see the Lion King might not have been that easy.

But unwilling Father not good not see multiple Fathers is Ilf emotional door towards edge in this Frost Wind Valley, to be able to roar out this voice, it could only be the sealed-title Heaven Sea King, the lion race expert, Lion Shan Wen!

It was precisely his previous action that had changed the battlefield situation in Frost Wind Valley, causing heavy casualties for the human race, leaving Chun Yu Gui struggling bitterly, and forcing Ji Zhao Nan to choose to return to Yan Prison City to seek aid. Amidst this Lion’s Roar in Frost Wind Valley, the dog-eared demon race expert with a pair of dog ears suddenly sobered up, escaping from his fearful heart and from Jiang Wang’s heavy gaze.

But also within this same Lion’s Roar, Jiang Wang’s pupils shone with crimson gold, his heart calm and his soul serene. His ears emanated jade light. He heard the Immortal Form’s voice, opening his own ears of perception! “Die with me!” Subduing Outer Paths Vajra Thunder Sound. Silver light rumbled and shone. The dog-eared demon race warrior, who had just recovered and regained his fighting spirit, was struck by the thunderous sound exploding in his ears. His eyes went dark. And once they went dark, they never brightened again. Long Xiang Si easily penetrated his heart, tearing apart the key points of his demon body. Right in front of Lion Shan Wen, enduring the Lion’s Roar divine ability, he forcefully slew this dog-eared demon race warrior who possessed Divine Arrival cultivation! Even Chun Yu Gui,

Could not help but be surprised!

And Jiang Wang, who had accomplished such a feat, simply stared at the lion race Heaven Sea King, clad in golden battle armor with a dignified expression, and slowly pushed the dog-eared demon race’s corpse off his sword.

His voice, like thunder and haze, rose again, calling out, “You come.”

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