Chapter 1009: Who Am I? Smiling San Sheng

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The dragon skeleton was still in the center of the palace.

Only eight pillars were left in the grand palace, but it was still majestic.

At that moment, Tong Shou’en and the others were lying in front of the palace.

They were on the verge of death.

They could die at any moment.

On the other side, Gu was also lying on the ground, but her injuries were not as grave as the other three.

“What?” Jiang Hao opened his eyes and looked at Tong Shou’en in confusion. “What happened to you?”

Although he had hoped that these people would help him fend off the danger, he had never thought that they would go so far.

They had said they would go through fire and water for him.

He was surprised and moved.

“To die for you… is my honor.” Tong Shou’en looked at the person beside him weakly.

Jiang Hao laughed. He stood up and said, “Thank you. I’ll remember you gratefully. But it’s not your time yet.”

“Smiling San Sheng?” Yun Changhe frowned. “At the Immortal Ascension Platform?”

“I just advanced. It’s not stable yet,” Jiang Hao said with a smile as he held the folding fan.

“Are you going to resist us?” Yun Changhe asked.

“Who am I? Smiling San Sheng.” Jiang Hao put away the Yin-Yang Bracelet and looked at the dozens of people in front of him. “Do you know who these people lying on the ground are?”

“You are Smiling San Sheng from The End of All Things. The people on the floor are the Saint Bandits,” said Yun Changhe. “That doesn’t seem to be related.”

Although the person in front of him made him feel strange, he could increase his chances of winning by taking him by surprise.

“Wrong!” Jiang Hao’s eyes filled with eagerness.

“I, Smiling San Sheng, am a good person. These people on the ground were helping me. I naturally have to return the favor and stand up for them.”

“Stand up for them? How do you plan to do that?” Yun Changhe sneered.

“It’s very simple.” Jiang Hao smiled.

“Then, do it!” Yun Changhe said without hesitation.

In an instant, several people surrounded him.

However, Jiang Hao disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was standing in front of Yun Changhe. A long saber pierced into his body.

The knife went in from the stomach and came out from the back.

Yun Changhe, who had intended to retreat, was stunned.

“To stand up for them, I should naturally kill all of you.” Jiang Hao laughed out loud.

Then, under Yun Changhe’s shocked gaze, he held the Heavenly Blade and slashed at his neck.

His head was severed.

In an instant, a great battle erupted!

Gu wanted to intervene. “Hold on! Our people are almost there.”

However, she realized that Smiling San Sheng had no intention of defending himself. Instead, he was charging into battle with his long saber.

It frustrated her. He was too impulsive.

But she was stunned.

He waved his long saber.

The blade rose and fell, and another head was severed.

Smiling San Sheng was not happy. He could pierce through the crowd and kill a person every ten steps.

Dozens of people surrounded him. Jiang Hao looked at them, and his figure gradually became blurry.

It was strangely wandering in the crowd.

The blade was covered in purple energy, and the Mountain Sea Seal surged.

He stabbed some and beheaded others.

Someone was sent flying by his kick, and then his spear pierced through another person’s body.

The laughter spread in all directions.

It was as if he was mocking everyone’s incompetence. He was showing off a little.

The number of people of the Fallen Immortal Clan decreased.

The people of the Heavenly Saint Sect roared in rage. They all joined hands and unleashed their strength.

The terrifying power shocked Gu.

However, Jiang Hao only raised his Heavenly Blade.

He used the second form of the Heavenly Blade, Mountain Suppression.

The blade rose. Then, he slashed down.

Crash!

Boom!

The people of the Heavenly Saint Sect were turned into puddles of blood.

This scene shocked Gu. However, this was not the end, but the beginning.

Liao Yingrong and the others were shocked at the scene. They knew that what this person lacked was time.

Such willfulness and talent were unparalleled in the world.

When the laughter died down, the surrounding was littered with corpses, and no one was left standing.

A white-robed scholar stood upon the corpse and looked around with a folding fan in his hand.

No one was his match.

At that moment, Gu had yet to regain her senses when she saw the other party suddenly turn to look at her.

“Were you implying just now that you intended to tell me how to do things here?” he asked.

“No.” Gu lowered her head.

“That’s good.” Jiang Hao smiled. “In this place, whatever I say goes.”

When there were no more enemies left standing, Jiang Hao arrived in front of the dragon skeleton.

It was different from before. He saw it.

There was a possibility of breaking through the shackles. However, he needed to recuperate.

“Wait for me for a while,” Jiang Hao said calmly.

Then, he sat down cross-legged and used all his remaining cultivation.

He wanted to be at his peak.

At the same time, Gu tried to activate the divine item, but she realized that she could not do it.

The place was still suppressed by power.

There was no possibility of breaking it.

It made Gu feel helpless.

Outside, the people of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe sat cross-legged in front of the altar.

The dragon blood surged in the altar, and there was also the aura of the immortals.

At that moment, the surrounding power suppressed it.

An old man who was originally at the core suddenly opened his eyes in disbelief.

“Yun Changhe is dead?”

“Looks like something big has happened inside. Do the Saint Bandits have the strength?”

They had paid a lot for this plan to succeed.

Regardless of whether it was outside or inside, they had to have the advantage.

But Yun Changhe was dead.

It meant that they had less advantage.

It was unbelievable.

The people outside did not know what had happened.

He had called the others.

The response they received was that the Saint Bandits had gotten what they wanted.

There was no more news.

However, their people had already gone in. It would not take long for them to control the situation inside.

“Elder, should we send someone in?” asked a young man.

“No need.” The old man shook his head. “Yun Changhe is dead, which means that the person inside is not as simple as we thought. The situation is out of control. No matter how many people go in, it will be useless. We can only continue to use this altar to suppress the divine item. Go and see if the people of the Heavenly Saint Tribe can lend us a hand.”

“Alright.” The young man nodded.

The old man lowered his head and looked at the altar.

His eyes were filled with determination.

“No matter who it is, no one can stop us from walking toward glory. The Human Emperor is long dead, and the Xuanyuan Clan is no longer the same as before. The Dragon Clan has also disappeared. No one can stop us,” the old man muttered to himself.

In just a short while, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe sent many people to cooperate with the Fallen Immortal Clan.

At that moment, the Clan Leader looked outside and said, “A storm is coming. Get everyone ready.”

There were too many people who did not wish for them to regain their glor

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