Inside the Floating Land world, a great war continued.

Jiang Wang and Xi Ming joined forces to fiercely attack Fire Palace.

The Net Ritual was transcending the corpses.

Bai Yu Xia moved through the buildings of the Fire Tribe, occasionally cutting down several lunging red corpses, seemingly searching for something.

Despite Jiang Wang’s unparalleled killing power, Xi Ming’s endlessly emerging mechanisms, and even an eight-winged ink warrior joining the attack, Fire Palace surprisingly swayed but did not fall. It remained impregnable!

Inside the Fire Shrine, the totem spirit, presumably the Fire Tribe’s witch chief, spoke from afar: “With Mister Linchuan’s ability, he cannot even break it. Could it be that this world-ending demon dragon has mastered some evil technique and has already restored its power by slaughtering my million clansmen?”

The talk of a world-ending demon dragon had already spread throughout Floating Land with the help of King Qing.

They all knew that this demon dragon was injured.

“Absolutely impossible.” Jiang Wang seemed indifferent to the remaining power of the Fire Tribe watching from the sidelines. Amidst the rain of his sword techniques, he still found time to answer: “This demon dragon’s injury is to its true king origin. Plundering more vital blood is not enough to restore it. If restoring Cave True level power was so simple, he wouldn’t have needed to expend so much effort and lay out such a large war situation.”

Flame Flower Burn City crashed down again—

“Are you right or not, Ao Kui?!”

Ao Kui, who usually enjoyed and was skilled at arguing with Jiang Wang, remained silent.

No matter how Jiang Wang talked to him, whether with mockery or scolding, Fire Palace remained silent.

If not for the thread of cause and effect still pointing here, if not for the power fluctuations of Ao Kui still within Fire Palace, one might almost think he had already fled far away.

“We chatted for three years! Such deep friendship, you old mudfish! You say you won’t chat, and you won’t chat? Before, it was morning lessons and evening questions, now you pretend to be deaf and dumb?!”

Jiang Wang cursed loudly, each sword colliding with Fire Palace as if he were never tired.

His Samadhi True Fire attached even more firmly to the blood light barrier of Fire Palace. With the passage of time and the accumulation of knowledge, its destructive power continuously soared.

It should be said that time was on their side, but Ao Kui’s silence undoubtedly intensified a sense of unease.

Xi Ming, who was very sensitive to the operation of Yuan Force, had already discovered the problem at this point: “The defense of Fire Palace and these red corpses are already linked as one. Our attack, instead, accelerates the formation of red corpses. After the red corpses form, they strengthen the defense of this layer of blood light barrier. Simply put, our power is being transformed by this array into source energy, not causing much substantial harm.”

The trembling blood light barrier that seemed about to fall was fundamentally Ao Kui’s trick. He had almost slaughtered the entire Fire Tribe and formed a great array with a million blood corpses. How could it be broken so easily?

“We haven’t touched the defense limit of this layer of light barrier… but the transfer of power must have a limit, right?” Jiang Wang instantly restrained his furious posture and calmly asked.

“His array is too ancient, not entirely the same as the current world’s array system. I’m trying to analyze it, but progress is slow,” Xi Ming said. “Perhaps we have to wait until all these corpses become red corpses, then we can get the answer.”

The entire million population of the Fire Tribe lying dead here – what a long project that would be!

“Is there a way to block the transfer of power?” Jiang Wang asked again.

Xi Ming said: “It will take time to research.”

Good old Ao Kui, truly not simple, with too many tricks! Making it impossible to attack or not attack.

Jiang Wang stopped his sword. Xi Ming and his puppets also hovered in the air above the palace.

For a time, only the chanting voice of the Net Ritual continued.

“These blood corpses are the key,” Jiang Wang analyzed. “Solve them, break the cycle. Without a way for power to transfer, this array can naturally be broken.”

Xi Ming raised an eyebrow: “Makes sense.”

Saying this, he flipped out a copper box, just about to search for a suitable mechanism puppet.

Although there were many corpses here, with the richness of Mohist techniques, it wasn’t impossible to quickly solve them.

Jiang Wang raised a hand and pressed him from a distance: “Don’t rush. Although we see these blood corpses as the key, that might not be what Ao Kui wants us to see. This thief is cunning. Rashly destroying the corpses could easily lead us into his trap.”

“After three days apart, one should look at things with new eyes. It’s only been a few days since we last met,” Ao Kui’s voice finally sounded from within Fire Palace. “You, this foolish brain, actually have such smart moments!”

Jiang Wang said flatly: “Having been deceived by you old thieves many times, we young people naturally also need to grow.”

“Then what do we do?” Ao Kui’s voice said. “You don’t touch these blood corpses, how do you solve my Heaven Slaughter Ten Thousand Absolute Array? You don’t break the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Light Barrier, how do you kill me? You don’t want to see an old friend—uh! Mm… Don’t kill the messenger, you little brat, you’re shameless and despicable! Sneak attacking me while chatting!”

Jiang Wang, without changing his expression, hid the Ear Immortal: “Long time no chat, just sparring a bit on the way of listening, that’s all. Don’t say it so badly.”

The old dragon said angrily: “If you do this again, I won’t chat with you!”

Just listening to their dialogue, it really didn’t sound like two great enemies who wanted to decide life and death.

Xi Ming looked towards Jiang Wang. Jiang Wang made a gesture for a temporary stop.

His tone was intimate and concerned: “Even if I ignore you now and wait outside for ten or eight years, you hide in this turtle shell without resources, lacking spiritual medicine. When can you recover? Wait until these blood corpses rot away and the great array ebbs, aren’t you still going to die? Have you thought about how to handle it?”

After Jiang Wang’s first communication with the Wang Quan tribe, he had grasped the kingly way of this world.

Ao Kui, who had lost the possibility of gathering faith and borrowing momentum, finally showed his ferocious face.

He didn’t compete with Jiang Wang and the others for discourse power in the Floating Land world, nor did he snatch the trust of the Floating Land human race – that was, of course, what he was good at, but he had no need to gamble like this with six human race prodigies. Especially in his exhausted state, he still had to guard against these prodigies coming to his door at any time.

Body weak, insufficient military force, no way to make a fair move. Then overturn the board and don’t play!

He had roamed the universe for so many years, what situations had he not seen?

People, themselves, were resources!

The living could become part of power, and the dead could also contribute power.

Jiang Wang borrowed the power of the Floating Land human race.

He then used the corpses of the Floating Land people!

If you can’t drive the living, then drive the dead.

The million dead in the Fire Tribe were just the beginning. The changes in this Heaven Slaughter Ten Thousand Absolute Array were also just one of his accumulations from his long life.

He didn’t compare himself with spoken disdain. In his heart, he never underestimated Jiang Wang. If Jiang Wang was really that useless, then what was he, this wise man of the dragon race, kicked into the dust by one kick and losing the Star Lord position? If Jiang Wang was really that stupid, how could he have been trapped in prison for a full three plus years before finding an opportunity?

His life and death struggle with Floating Land as a cage was truly taking Jiang Wang as an opponent.

Of course, facing this somewhat immature little friend, he would definitely still win the final victory.

But no matter how early he had expected it, entering the Floating Land world for less than two days and the contention of the Floating Land human race had already declared its end… This point still exceeded his expectation.

Originally, he had still thought the worst result would be a tie, each side deceiving one side. At most, there would be a great war of Floating Land’s hundred races, playing a bit of a proxy war game. And also to see what strategies Jiang Wang had.

Jiang Wang having come to Floating Land and having ties with the Wang Quan tribe was his first unexpected point.

Jiang Wang finding Holy Hunt Mountain’s speed was his second unexpected point. Much faster than he had imagined! He hadn’t even had time to arrange everything and throw out lines to lure!

So the heat wasn’t enough, everything wasn’t mature.

He had to prematurely trigger the Ten Thousand Images God Annihilation. While hiding key information, he conveniently made a move.

Holy Hunt Mountain collapsed because of Jiang Wang, and the nine totem spirits of the Floating Land human race died at Jiang Wang’s hand. Who was that world-ending existence?

He precisely wanted to use such facts to re-compete with Jiang Wang for the support of the Floating Land human race and contend for discourse power in the Floating Land world.

He wanted to be the savior god dragon, and Jiang Wang was the world-ending demon star!

But Jiang Wang was clear-headed and restrained, he didn’t directly kill the nine totem spirits, only captured them. The Net Ritual even more dispelled the hidden disaster he had buried on the totem spirits, so this move didn’t take effect.

Even more, with the cultivation of the Net Ritual and the way of cause and effect, they traced all the way here and directly started interfering with his plan in the Fire Tribe.

He of course knew that Jiang Wang would absolutely not wait outside for him for ten or eight years, and he absolutely did not have ten or eight years’ time. Not to mention, that bald fellow Guan Yan would come to his door at any time.

He also had to decide quickly!

“Why need ten or eight years?” Ao Kui coldly laughed. “If I have three or five years, I can also recover myself! At that time, you might have to run a little faster.”

Jiang Wang nodded: “It seems at most you still have three or five days to recover your power—what is in Fire Palace? Compared to other tribes, there must be a very special place here. That is the reason you chose this place.”

He asked this question, yet did not wait for Ao Kui’s answer. Instead, he pressed down with one palm to isolate the sound inside and outside Fire Palace.

“Brother Xi, please, with Fire Palace as the center, empty out the heaven and earth Yuan Force within the surrounding three feet and prohibit its circulation. I want to make him hide in barren land.”

“Little Saint Monk, please transcend these blood corpses and drive them away from the cover range of this Heaven Slaughter Ten Thousand Absolute Array.”

While issuing orders, Jiang Wang directly flew towards Fire Shrine.

“Fire Jade Ling, speak with me!” He shouted outside Fire Shrine. “What is this demon dragon looking for when it comes to your tribe?”

Inside Fire Shrine, there was a piece of silence.

People subconsciously looked towards the tribe chief.

The world-ending demon dragon actually had something to seek in the Fire Tribe?

The absolute majority of people did not know about this matter. The absolute majority of people, until death, all thought today was just an innocent disaster. After all, when a world-ending demon dragon extinguishes the world, where does it need reasons?

But there were so many tribes in the Floating Land world, only the Fire Race had thirty-six tribes. Why did the world-ending demon dragon precisely come to the Fire Tribe first?

The gazes of the tribe people were like thorns stabbing at her body. Fire Jade Ling sat dully on a stone chair, lowered her eyes and brows, silent and unresponsive.

Jiang Wang said again: “Do you know what makes me feel most uncomfortable coming here today?”

He held his long sword in his hand, standing outside Fire Shrine. His killing intent was not restrained but naturally appeared: “That pair of eyes saw a scene… which actually became reality. I never believe in fate, and I hate those who think they can delineate the fate of others even more. I said I wouldn’t let that kind of thing happen, but you didn’t tell me the truth from the beginning.”

Fire Jade Ling covered her face with her hand, her trembling voice squeezed out from the gaps between her fingers: “He is looking for… that pair of eyes!”

The Qing Fire Tribe, holding the current kingly power, was still singing and dancing in peace.

Although there was the terrifying saying of a demon dragon extinguishing the world, the current King Qing was the savior lord, powerful armies from various departments had already assembled, and mysterious visitors from the blue sky were running around…

Everything would be fine.

Flowers would still bloom, Tian Shu Star would still rise, the copper color of the sky was only temporary—

Temporary?!

“The origin of fire is greatly declining! As shown by the kingly power… the Fire Tribe is destroyed!”

Inside the King Hall, King Qing’s sideburns and beard almost exploded, his eyes full of ferocity: “That demon dragon has already started to act!”

This was an emergency secret meeting. In the hall, besides King Qing, there were only the great general Qing Fire Yuan Chen and the witch chief Qing Fire Guan Wen.

Facing King Qing’s inquiring gaze, the new witch chief, although wearing a mask, showed clear tension in his body: “Or else… ask Mister Linchuan?”

Truly a straw man! What was the difference from that Qing Fire Qi Ming?

Qing Fire Yuan Chen glanced at him and said: “Mister Linchuan has led people to Holy Hunt Mountain.”

King Qing’s voice rose: “Holy Hunt Mountain is also gone!”

Qing Fire Yuan Chen was greatly shocked: “When did this happen?”

“Just now, not long after the destruction of the Fire Tribe.” King Qing paced back and forth, his manner anxious and ferocious, his shadow on the wall gesticulating like claws and teeth: “Tribes near Holy Hunt Mountain should also send messages over soon.”

Just behind King Qing’s ferocity was an unspeakable fear.

Even Qing Fire Yuan Chen, famous for his bravery, was inevitably somewhat nervous: “Then Mister Linchuan and the others… are they still alive?”

If Zhang Linchuan and the others had already failed in their fight with the world-ending demon dragon, was the destruction of the Fire Tribe the beginning of the world-ending demon dragon’s revenge?

King Qing suddenly stopped: “Mister Linchuan’s dragon-hunting team, isn’t there still one person left in your mansion? She must be clear! Summon her—no, I’ll go ask myself!”

Qing Fire Yuan Chen immediately stood up: “This general will clear the way for you.”

The three of them strode outside. King Qing suddenly turned back, looking at the witch chief: “Besides discovering the great decline of the fire’s origin, can you still see any information from it?”

The witch chief shook his head: “No.”

“With the danger of the world ending imminent, will the origin not have any revelation?” King Qing suddenly raged.

He was also somewhat anxious and grasping at straws.

Qing Fire Guan Wen nervously said: “King, the origin god is without ‘I’. This is the first lesson I learned on the path to becoming a witch chief.”

Since the origin god was without ‘I’, and since will did not exist, it naturally would not give any revelation.

King Qing ultimately knew that this matter could not be blamed on him either. He suppressed his anger and turned: “Did adult Bamboo Book leave any insights for this situation?”

Qing Fire Guan Wen stiffly continued to shake his head: “Adult Bamboo Book’s true successor Qing Fire Qi Ming is already gone. He left too many manuscripts, I still haven’t finished reading…”

“Worthless thing! How did I let you get into the shrine!” King Qing finally couldn’t hold back and kicked him over.

He turned and strode away with Qing Fire Yuan Chen.

Qing Fire Guan Wen rolled several times on the ground, his exaggerated mask hitting the floor bricks with clang clang sounds.

Like the dirge of this grand hall.

The guards standing solemnly at the front of the hall, armored and helmeted, stood without speaking, neither daring to chase after King Qing’s back, nor looking at the witch chief’s embarrassment, so they looked up at the sky—

Under the gradually accustomed yellow copper colored sky, at some unknown time, the clouds had already turned blood color.

Thanks to book friend “West Wind Does Not Stop” for becoming this book’s alliance leader, for the 471st alliance of Red Heart Patrolling Sky!

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