Chapter 164 - Chapter 164: Supreme of the Demon race, Human Race in Disaster

Chapter 164: Supreme of the Demon race, Human Race in Disaster

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With just a glance, Jiang Changsheng suddenly rose and stepped on Wu Song’s chest. His movements were so fast that it surpassed the limit of Wu Song’s dynamic vision.

An unimaginable force came. Jiang Changsheng stepped on Wu Song, forcing him to descend from the sky before crashing into the mountain forest below. He blasted the forest and dust flew everywhere.

“Err… ah..

Wu Song fell to the ground, and his vision turned blood-red. The extremely terrifying pain made him lose his perception of his body, and his blood surged as blood continuously gushed out of his mouth.

I’m dying…

There was only one thought in Wu Song’s mind. He did not expect to lose so quickly.

Evidently, the other party was toying with him just now…

“Is he really in the Three Grotto-heaven realm..

Wu Song thought in despair. At that moment, a warm force surged into his body, helping him regain control of his physique. The blood color in his vision also faded.

He opened his eyes with great difficulty and saw a high and mighty figure. It was the Dao Ancestor.

Jiang Changsheng coldly looked down at Wu Song. His gaze was as if he was looking at an ant on the ground, deeply stabbing Wu Song’s heart.

How many oceans had he crossed and how many continents had he roamed? He had never suffered such a crushing defeat. Moreover, he could not feel any resentment or unwillingness.

The difference was too great!

He did not even have the time to condense his grotto-heaven image.

Jiang Changsheng looked down at him and asked, “Can you tell me in detail about the calamity you mentioned?”

Wu Song was stunned. He did not expect the other party to say such words. However, in order to survive, he could only nod with great difficulty. Soon after, he was carried by Jiang Changsheng and flew towards Longqi Mountain.

From the south gates to the north gates, they had to pass through the capital.

Divine Monk Jia Ye and Zhou Jue witnessed him carrying Wu Song back to the city. Zhou Jue excitedly said, “Master, the Dao Ancestor has indeed won.” Hearing this, Divine Monk Jia Ye did not answer and remained silent.

His heart was in turmoil.

How powerful was the Dao Ancestor?

How long had it been before she easily defeated Wu Song…

He suddenly realized something. Up until now, no one really knew the realm of the Dao Ancestor. They were all guessing based on his achievements.

The Dao Ancestor who defeated an expert in Two Grotto-heaven realm might not really be in the Three Grotto-heaven realm!

The more he thought about it, the more terrified he felt. He could only try his best not to think about it and then rush to the capital with Zhou Jue.

The citizens and martial artists in the city were all looking forward to who had won. When they saw Jiang Changsheng flying over the capital with a person in his arms, the entire city exploded in cheers.

Zhang Ying widened his eyes.

He knew that Jiang Changsheng would win. After all, Jiang Changsheng was in the Three Grotto-heaven realm, but he did not expect him to win so quickly and easily.

At that moment, he had the same thought as Divine Monk Jia Ye.

What realm was the Dao Ancestor in?

Jiang Changsheng quickly flew back to the courtyard and threw Wu Song on the ground. With a wave of his hand, a bottle of medicinal pills flew out from the house. He directly poured the medicinal pills into Wu Song’s mouth. Wu Song choked and coughed violently, but he did not dare to complain in the slightest.

The Sword God jumped down from the eaves and asked curiously, “Dao Ancestor, what realm is he in?”

He could sense that Wu Song was extremely powerful, far stronger than him.

The Sword God breathed a sigh of relief.

If the other party was in the One Grotto-heaven realm, then he would have to shut himself up.

He had always thought that his fighting strength was one of the best among those of the same realm, but Wu Song’s aura just now had frightened him.

Chen Li walked over and sized up Wu Song.

Sensing that he was only in the Heavenly Arrival realm, Wu Song could not help but glare at him, which made Chen Li look displeased.

“While you recuperate, tell me about the calamity of the world. I hope you won’t hide anything and don’t lie. This concerns whether you can leave here alive.”

Jiang Changsheng said. The words “the calamity of the world” attracted the interest of Chen Li, the Sword God, and Bai Qi.

Wu Song took a deep breath and said, “The calamity I mentioned is a calamity that is happening throughout the world. The endless ocean is too remote, so it is reasonable that you don’t know. Only a few large factions in the ocean know about it, and that is, the war between the humans and the demon beasts has begun.”

Hearing this, everyone was even more curious.

Bai Qi could not help but ask, “Can demon beasts really contend with humans?

Wu Song rolled his eyes and said, “Of course. It’s just that the demon beasts around here are weak. Although they couldn’t gather any momentum here, but that doesn’t mean demon beasts are weak. The reason why the demon beasts here are weak is all thanks to the previous Sacred Dynasty. In the past, the Sacred Dynasty sent out a large number of powerful warriors to flatten the demons on various continents and stabilize the ocean.”

“However, the world is so vast that even the powerful Sacred Dynasty does not know how vast it is. A hundred years ago, a new supreme demon was born in the demon race and gathered all the demon beasts in the world. Many savage beasts even gathered together to work for it. In the face of this predicament, the Sacred Dynasty has been struggling for dozens of years. In at most twenty years, the Sacred Dynasty will lose. At that time, the demon disaster will sweep into this ocean and no human force or continent will be able to withstand it.

Don’t you think this is a calamity for the human world?”

Chen Li and the Sword God were shocked, while Bai Qi was somewhat surprised. However, he tried his best to restrain herself and secretly observed the expressions of others.

Jiang Changsheng asked in his heart, “How powerful is the supreme demon he mentioned?”

[Unable to calculate, not within the known range of the system.]

Jiang Changsheng frowned.

He asked, “According to what you said, that demon beasts should be very far away from us. How long will it take for it to reach the Dragon Vein Continent?”

Wu Song sighed and said, “I’m not sure, but humans control spatial stones, and so do the demon beasts.”

Chen Li could not help but ask, “If the Sacred Dynasty cannot withstand it, wouldn’t the human race perish?”

Wu Song answered, “It is indeed possible for them to perish, but that is not necessarily the case. This is not the first time such a calamity has happened in the legends, and the current Sacred Dynasty is not the first sacred dynasty. Perhaps there are other sacred dynasties in the world, or perhaps when the human race is weakening, there will be powerful martial artists who stood out like the Martial Emperors of the past and use their powerful strength to gather the dynasties to unite and build a new sacred dynasty.”

Chen Li continued to ask more questions. Wu Song was originally somewhat impatient, but for the sake of Jiang Changsheng, he had no choice but to answer patiently.

According to Wu Song, there were seventy-two continents in this ocean area, and the Dragon Vein Continent was considered a distant continent.

As Jiang Changsheng listened, he felt that something was amiss. He discovered that the Ancient God Continent was the closest to the Sacred Dynasty.

Didn’t that mean that Mu Lingluo would be one of the first group of people to encounter the demon disaster?

“Have you heard of the Saint Mansion of the Ancient God Continent?” Jiang Changsheng asked.

Wu Song looked at him deeply and said, “Dao Ancestor, as expected, you do not belong to this continent. Even though I have never been to the Ancient God Continent, I have heard of the Saint Mansion. The Saint Mansion is a martial arts force established by the Sacred Dynasty. It is scattered all over the world and specially collects prodigies for the Sacred Dynasty…

Jiang Changsheng’s heart sank. It seemed like he had to let Mu Lingluo leave the Ancient God Continent as soon as possible.

Chen Li asked, “Was that dynasty promoted to a sacred dynasty? They definitely did something to advance, right?”

Wu Song glanced at him and said, “That’s right. Your Great Jing also wants to become a sacred dynasty? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Since ancient times, there has never been a Sacred Dynasty in the ocean.”

Chen Li asked again how to advance.

Wu Song rolled his eyes and said, “How would I know? I’m just a prodigal son who travels around the world and has been drifting all my life. I don’t care about the advancement process of a Luck Dynasty.”

Chen Li no longer paid any attention to him. He turned around and bowed to Jiang Changsheng before leaving in a hurry.

Jiang Changsheng stared at Wu Song and asked, “When do you think the demon disaster will affect the Dragon Vein Continent?”

Wu Song thought for a moment and said, “It will take at least fifty years, or at least a hundred years. The first demon disaster I mentioned will definitely cause all the demon beasts in the world to be excited once the demon beasts break through the defense line of the Sacred Dynasty. At that time, the demon beasts on the Dragon Vein Continent will start to be restless and attack the human dynasties. As demon beasts are very magical, they can sense the will of powerful demon beasts.”

Jiang Changsheng suddenly said, “Sword God, Bai Qi, close your eyes.”

Even though the human and wolf were puzzled, they still closed their eyes. Jiang Changsheng immediately used the Phantom God’s Eyes. Wu Song looked at him and was instantly in a trance.

He repeated the question he had just asked. Wu Song was really honest and did not lie.

Because of this, Jiang Changsheng had a good impression of him, so he did not make things difficult for him. He took out the brush, ink, and paper from the room and asked Wu Song to copy his strongest ultimate technique.

The Sword God was secretly shocked. He did not dare to open his eyes as his imagination ran wild.

Bai Qi was already used to it.

Wu Song’s writing speed was very fast, and it did not take long for him to finish writing.

Jiang Changsheng moved the brush, ink, and paper back into the room and deactivated the Phantom God’s Eye.

Wu Song’s eyes cleared and he looked at Jiang Changsheng.

“When you’ve recovered, you can go down the mountain.”

Jiang Changsheng returned to the Earth Spirit Tree.

The Sword God and Bai Qi opened their eyes. Seeing that Wu Song was fine, they did not dare to say anything else.

“Thank you, Senior!”

Wu Song was pleasantly surprised and continued to circulate his true qi to heal his injuries.

Jiang Changsheng was calculating the time.

Great Jing had to seize the time to unify the continent so that he could deal with the demon disaster that would erupt in the future.

It seemed like Great Jing could not wait any longer.

Jiang Changsheng did not send a voice transmission to Emperor Shuntian because Chen Li had already gone to report this matter.

[In the 10th year of the Shuntian Era, the unaccompanied martial artist Wu Song who roamed the world came to challenge you. You have successfully survived his challenge and obtained a survival reward—Magical Treasure ‘Golden-scaled Jade Leaf’ x6.]

The Second Grotto-heaven realm was indeed different. By fighting Wu Song, the system had given thim three more Golden-scaled Jade Leaves.

Jiang Changsheng’s mood improved and he was one step closer to forming a supreme treasure.

On the other side.

In the imperial study of the palace.

As expected, after Emperor Shuntian learned of this, he turned pale with fright.

Even though he would not live past a hundred years, he did not wish for Great

Jing to perish.

“Did your master leave behind a method to advance to a Sacred Dynasty?” Emperor Shuntian asked in a deep voice.

Chen Li’s master was Han Tianji. He had contributed greatly to Great Jing’s success in its advancement to became a Luck Dynasty, but his martial arts talent was lacking. He could not step past the True God realm and had long passed away. According to him, a person who peeped at luck was the same as an emperor. Even if they broke through, their lifespan would not be as long as a martial artist-

Chen Li nodded and said, “Yes, but it will take time. In fact, Great Jing is qualified enough to advance into a Sacred Dynasty, but it will take time for the luck to settle.”

Emperor Shuntian looked out the window with a calm expression and said, “It’s time for the war to begin.”

“Perhaps this is also an opportunity for Great Jing.”

The next morning.

Wu Song was prepared to leave. He thanked Jiang Changsheng for not killing him. Before he left, he persuaded, “Dao Ancestor, I heard that you have been protecting Great Jing. It can be seen that you have a deep feelings for it, but you had better part with Great Jing as soon as possible. The powerful martial artists in the world are either supporting the Sacred Dynasty or staying away from it and finding other places to live. Great Jing will only drag you down.” Jiang Changsheng closed his eyes and did not answer.

When Wu Song saw this, he did not say anything else and quickly left the mountain..

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