Northern Desert.

The Demonic Cult.

Jiang Yinghua held the message from the Tianji Pavilion about the major event in her hand and read through the details of the battle between Jiang Yuan and Feng Yi.

There was a flash of deep shock in his eyes.

"It surpasses the Saint's attack and kills Feng Yi with one strike!"

"This is too unbelievable!!"

Jiang Yinghua's blood-red lips moved up and down as she muttered to herself, with a mysterious look flashing in her eyes.

A few breaths passed.

She raised her hand and waved.

Boom——

With a loud bang, the heavy stone door in front of her opened instantly, which also meant that her retreat was temporarily over.

"Someone come!"

"Meet the Master!"

Outside the heavy stone gate, a maid quickly walked towards Jiang Yinghua and bowed to her.

"Send this to the Saint!"

Jiang Yinghua swung the jade talisman in her hand, which contained the message from Tianji Pavilion, and instantly flew in front of the maid.

"Yes, Master!"

The maid bowed and responded, then respectfully took the jade talisman and retreated towards the door in small steps.

Tianhe Holy Land.

Mei Yingxue opened the message from Tianji Pavilion in her hand and scanned it with her mind.

His expression was extremely surprised! After a few breaths, his fluctuating emotions slowly calmed down.

Then she smiled.

"Not bad! Such a talented young man is worthy of my disciple's admiration!!"

Feng family.

In the ancestral temple.

Bang——

"hateful!"

One of them slammed his hands on the table, and there seemed to be anger bursting out of his eyes.

"Second brother, don't let your anger cloud your mind!"

The man sitting on the main seat spoke lightly.

Hearing this, the man just now said: "Brother, Feng Yi and Feng Yu are both your children! The two most outstanding geniuses of our Feng family were brutally killed by Jiang Yuan. This hatred is irreconcilable!"

“Be careful with your words!!” Sitting on the main seat, the current patriarch of the Feng family spoke slowly.

Then he continued, "Don't mention this again! This is all a dispute between the younger generation. My two sons died at the hands of the younger generation. It was their fate and it was their own fault!!"

"Brother, you..." The man looked at the man on the main seat in disbelief, and instantly saw pain in his brother's eyes.

Then, the person in the main seat looked up at the ceiling and slowly closed his eyes.

The whole place was suddenly silent, and everyone felt a heart-wrenching pain.

After several breaths, the person in the main seat slowly opened his eyes and looked at everyone present calmly.

There was no longer any expression in his eyes, as if the person just now was not him.

He glanced at the Feng family elders present and said calmly, "Let's leave this matter at that. After leaving the ancestral temple, no one is allowed to mention the word revenge again!"

"You must understand one thing. If a family wants to survive in the world, it must not provoke. Don't provoke people who shouldn't be provoked!"

"Jiang Yuan is a person we must never mess with!"

"Everyone must give up this thought. This cause and effect must stop here! Do not talk about revenge anymore!"

"So the death of Feng Yu and Feng Yi was just a dispute between the younger generation! Jiang Yuan was much younger than them, so they couldn't win. It was because they were not as skilled as others, and they couldn't blame anyone else!"

"Do you understand?"

Although his tone was calm when he said the last four words, everyone present felt a tremor in their hearts.

This is the pressure from the Saint of the Ninth Heaven.

All the elders nodded slowly and immediately: "Understood!!"

"Second brother, say something!" The man in the main seat looked at the man with an angry face.

Feeling the majesty of his eldest brother and the gaze falling on him.

The man with an angry face nodded slowly: "I understand! Big Brother!!"

The person in the main seat immediately nodded with satisfaction.

"That's good! Everyone must remember what I said today. In the future, our Feng family must also act cautiously and must not show off!"

"Yes, Patriarch!!!" Everyone nodded and responded with their heads down.

Nanling Mountains.

On an open-air mountain.

Nine half-human, half-demon figures with terrifying auras sat around a huge stone table.

They were holding a banquet here, and the stone table was filled with fragrance.

There are both fine wine and fruits as well as barbecued delicacies.

But if you look closely, it's chilling.

Those steaming delicacies were actually human-shaped foods with hands and feet.

From under the mountains, one could faintly hear the sound of humans cursing.

The Nanling Demon King with a human body and a roc head quietly glanced at the other eight great saints on the stone table.

If these eight great saints were to go out, any one of them would be able to cause three of the five major domains to tremble.

Each of them has reached the ninth level of Demon Saint and is only one step away from the pinnacle of the human realm.

"You all know this, right? Jiang Yuan's attack power has surpassed that of an ordinary saint. Feng Yi, the top genius of the human race, who is invincible under the saint, was killed by Jiang Yuan with one attack! What do you think of Jiang Yuan now?"

A stranger with green vertical pupils swallowed a human-shaped food into his stomach with his snake-like tongue. He licked his lips and spoke.

"We must not keep this boy. With his current performance, he will definitely reach the pinnacle of the human realm and attain the supreme Dao fruit in the future."

"Yes!" Immediately, a man with pus-filled face and eyes bulging like copper bells nodded and continued, "Once Jiang Yuan enters the Supreme Realm, it will be a disaster for our clan! The balance between the two clans will be completely broken by him."

The Nanling Demon King, who was sitting on the main throne, nodded slowly.

"You two Dao brothers are right! If Jiang Yuan enters the Supreme Realm, I will definitely not be his opponent! Everyone will be in great danger at that time. I believe you all know Jiang Yuan's growth history."

The other eight great saints of the demon clan all nodded.

"Emperor Peng is right! Once Jiang Yuan enters the Supreme Realm, we will all be in danger, no one will be an exception!"

"Yes! Moreover, this boy has a strong murderous heart and likes to treat my people as delicacies. The most terrifying thing is that he has some kind of talent, and our powerful flesh and blood bodies will become his nourishment for growth."

"Emperor Peng, just tell me, what should we do now? If we have to take action, then we should do it as soon as possible!"

"That's right! Once this boy attains sainthood, it will be countless times more difficult to kill him!"

Seeing that the eight top saints of the demon clan responded one after another, the Nanling Demon King nodded with satisfaction.

Then he said, "I have a plan. When the time comes, the noble Son of God Babatan will send two demon fairies to fight with us. The Black Feather Great Sage who follows him will also fight with us. The immortal weapon controlled by the Son of God Babatan will be lent to me!"

"Son of Babatan?" A white-haired ape with a simple face and a thunder god's mouth looked confused.

Although this scene seemed funny, no one dared to laugh. Even the other great saints of the demon clan did not dare to smile.

Because no one wants to provoke this supreme sage among the demon race, this Great Sage Hun Tian is an extremely terrifying existence in the Western Wilderness.

He had fought against Jiuling Yuansheng in the past and they were evenly matched in the end.

When Jiuling Yuansheng was in Nanling, he competed with the Golden-Winged Dapeng Emperor on the same stage and even surpassed him at one point.

If it weren’t for the Golden-Winged Roc King who completed the breakthrough first and entered the Supreme Realm.

The situation in Nanling might be completely different.

It is precisely because of knowing the powerful deeds of this Great Sage Hun Tian that no demon saint dares to laugh at him.

The next moment.

The Great Sage Hun Tian came back to his senses immediately: "The Babatan Son of God that Emperor Peng was talking about, is it the pure-blooded Suanni Son of God from the Ancient Divine Mountain?"

The Golden-winged Great Peng Emperor of Nanling Demon King nodded slowly and said, "It is that noble son of God. He comes from the Ancient Divine Mountain. His mother is the ruler of the Ancient Divine Mountain, the supreme being!"

"With his help, killing Jiang Yuan will be a piece of cake!"

Hearing this, Great Sage Hun Tian nodded and said, "Okay! Then I'll do as Emperor Peng said. For the sake of the righteousness of the race, I will participate in this battle!"

“I’m joining in too!”

“I’m joining in too!”

“I’m joining in too!”

“.”

The other seven people nodded.

Seeing this scene, the Golden-Winged Roc’s face was immediately filled with joy.

"For the sake of racial justice, everyone, drink a glass with me!"

After these words were spoken, the other eight supreme demon saints raised the wine glasses in their hands which were as big as wooden barrels.

"For racial justice!"

"For racial justice!"

"For racial justice!"

"." - As the news from the Tianjiao battlefield spread, all major forces in the five regions and four seas were shocked.

Even the deeds of Shu Xiaoxiao, a newcomer to the Supreme List, did not cause much waves.

In the past, if a girl in her twenties was listed on the Supreme List, it would be enough to shock the world.

All major forces will extend olive branches to Shu Xiaoxiao and even want to marry her.

Because such a powerful genius is simply a living legend, the growth of such a genius is the guarantee for the long-term prosperity of the family and the power.

However, when people learned that Jiang Yuan had come to this point and that the girl was Jiang Yuan's maid, no one dared to have such thoughts.

Any covetousness towards Jiang Yuan's maid would greatly offend Jiang Yuan.

No one wants to make an enemy with such a genius.

The more powerful the force or the larger the family, the more rational the decisions they make will be and the more they will weigh the pros and cons.

Jiang Yuan has reached this point so quickly, and no one knows what level he will reach in the future.

That was at the young age of twenty, and he was able to deliver a blow beyond that of an ordinary saint simply by relying on his own strength.

And this may not be Jiang Yuan’s full strength.

They immediately realized that Jiang Yuan's rise was unstoppable.

It is conceivable that with this kind of strength and his progress in practice, it won't be long before he enters the realm of saints and attains sainthood.

Once you reach this level, it is almost impossible to die unexpectedly.

With this kind of performance now, once he reaches the pinnacle of the human realm and attains the supreme Dao fruit, he will not be comparable to the supreme being like the Nanling Demon King.

His power is so strong that he must be ranked among the top supreme beings of ancient and modern times.

Perhaps they can all fight against the immortals like the ancient emperor!

In this situation, no one wants to offend a future powerful person.

The battlefield of geniuses.

Suddenly a figure appeared in the distance and Jiang Yuan was instantly attracted to it.

Because even though he was far away, he could still see the golden aura lingering around that genius.

He was suddenly delighted. After killing this person, he would have enough luck power to give birth to that low-level innate luck seed.

Another moment passed.

The power of luck +94.

As the man approached and his mind moved.

The wisps of golden mist gathered towards his panel like smoke.

Jiang Yuan then looked at his panel.

[Power of Luck]: 151 strands

Although he now only has 151 strands of luck power on his panel, this number is not large, but it is enough to meet his needs and allow him to directly give birth to the seed of low-level innate luck.

The next moment.

Jiang Yuan's mind moved, and a familiar prompt instantly appeared in front of him.

[You can consume twice the power of luck to promote the birth of this low-level luck seed, so that it will bloom immediately. Do you want to consume 100 strands of luck power? ]

【yes!】

Jiang Yuan said secretly.

In an instant.

He saw the power of luck on the panel rapidly decreasing, and then poured into the low-level luck seed.

With the watering of the power of destiny, he also felt the breath of seeds breaking and growing vigorously.

After a few breaths.

Everything was calm, and a prompt appeared in front of Jiang Yuan again.

[Currently stimulating low-level luck seeds.]

[Low-level luck seed is successfully activated, you gain new innate luck: outstanding six senses (green)]

[Excellent Sixth Sense]: Possessing an extremely sharp sixth sense, he can detect danger in the dark in advance.

Jiang Yuan: “.”

He was speechless for a moment, then took another look at his panel.

[Innate Luck]: Heaven rewards hard work (red). The Taoist master is still alive (red). Turn disaster into blessing (red). Outstanding six senses (green). Great boxing and kicking (green). Seeing the green innate luck appear on his panel, Jiang Yuan sighed again and then closed his panel.

(End of this chapter)