Chapter 1967: Chapter 2011: Reactions from the Hundred Realms of All Heavens

Southern Heavenly Realm, Imperial Court.

In the vast Bone Hall, six Giant Emperors and ten Inferior Sages stood lined up on one side.

On the other side was a group of Asura Clan, their bodies shrouded in Yin Qi, their figures graceful.

A vortex revolved on each of their foreheads; they were all Dark Asura Emperors who shook the current age!

There were as many as a full ten of them!

At the Sage level, putting aside Yun He Li Xian who had lost his physical body, they had a full twenty-five Sages!

Adding the Nine-Day Giant Emperor and the Nine Prison Asura Emperor, that made twenty-seven!

The Central Tribe Emperor revealed a trace of dissatisfaction: "Weren’t we promised that all the Asura Emperors would come?"

"Why are Lord Nine Prison Asura Emperor and the Empress not here?"

This concerned the life and death of the entire Southern Heavenly Realm; the absence of any one Sage could affect the outcome of the war.

The Dark Asura Emperors’ faces were expressionless.

The matter of the Empress having disappeared in the Lower Realm’s Central Earth was still being kept secret from the outside.

Among them, the one with the highest cultivation was a Five Prisons Asura Emperor, who said unhurriedly:

"Central Emperor, with our twenty-five Emperor Level powerhouses, isn’t that still enough?"

"Central Earth has only six or seven Sages at most; even counting the Great Wine Sacrifice, that’s just seventeen or eighteen."

"Aren’t you worrying too much about nothing?"

The Central Emperor’s huge vertical pupils slowly narrowed as he sighed:

"I would very much like to be worrying about nothing."

"But Central Earth isn’t made of fools. Since they dare to counterattack us, they must have tremendous confidence."

Hearing this, the Five Prisons Asura Emperor fell silent.

Recalling the brutal losses the Dark Shura Clan suffered in Heavenly State, he couldn’t help but knit his brows tightly.

The present-day Central Earth was even harder to chew than a thousand years ago.

Both the Hunyuan State battlefield and the Heavenly State battlefield had displayed terrifying destructive power.

Especially that Young Emperor and Jiang Fan, each more monstrous than the last.

The Young Emperor had, without warning, detonated the strike of a Three Calamities Realm Sage, directly wiping out all more than two hundred Asura Kings who had descended upon Central Earth, along with several thousand Asura Clan warriors.

If not for the Nine Prison Asura Emperor blocking most of the attack, even an Asura Emperor might have fallen.

However, compared to the Young Emperor, that Jiang Fan was even more ruthless.

In the battle where the main force of the Ancient Giants was buried, more than half the credit belonged to Jiang Fan!

Not long ago, he had even successfully infiltrated the Heavenly Realm and rescued over a hundred Angel Leaders.

In passing, he had also killed a Giant Emperor!

This fellow was the Great Emperor of the Southern Heavenly Realm!

The Five Prisons Asura Emperor drew in a light breath and pondered: "The problem shouldn’t be too big."

"It’s only been a month since the end of the Ancient Giant War. No matter how great Central Earth’s abilities, they can’t gather more than ten Emperor Level powerhouses in such a short time, right?"

The Giant Emperors and Inferior Sages sank into thought.

How precious was the power of a Sage?

Any one Sage was an incomparably precious mainstay to every world; where in the Heavenly Realm could they find so many Sages?

The Central Emperor said indifferently: "Let’s hope their plan to counterattack the Heavenly Realm is merely bluster."

"If it’s real..."

"Hmph! I have ways to ensure that none of them return alive!"

Rumble—

Suddenly, the great hall shook violently.

To be precise, the entire Southern Heavenly Realm was trembling.

The Southern Heavenly Realm seemed to have been struck by an unimaginably terrifying force; the whole world tilted.

Nature’s spiritual energy went berserk, volcanoes erupted, and the world barrier encasing the Southern Heavenly Realm let out cracking booms.

Just as heaven and earth were thrown into turmoil—

At the base remnant of that Purple and Cyan Immortal Mountain ten thousand miles from the Imperial Court, a vast amount of purple-green light burst forth.

The tilting Southern Heavenly Realm felt as if some colossal object had been set upon it; it quickly returned to level, and the chaotic world rapidly calmed.

"Central Emperor, has our world been attacked by some kind of powerful force?"

The Netherworld King asked in shocked doubt.

The Central Emperor’s eyes narrowed, his voice incomparably icy:

"What was bound to come has finally come!"

"Let’s go!"

"As a reward for their stepping into the Heavenly Realm, I will not allow a single one of them to leave alive!!"

A strand of icy cold light shot from his eyes, blasting the space into a patch of Void!

Northwest of the Hundred Realms of All Heavens.

A vast world hung alone in the dark Void, like a sun illuminating all directions.

Dozens of Small Worlds revolved around it as their center, distributed in its surroundings.

Looking down from above, it resembled a star system.

The Great World was the star that provided light; the dozens of Small Worlds were the planets that relied on it for survival.

The scene was extremely spectacular!

And this was one of the Four Great Worlds: the Martial Vault!

It ruled over a vast region of Void and was an undisputed hegemonic giant!

At this moment, in the heartland of the Martial Vault.

Before a huge ancient well, thousands of Magic Artifacts burst out from within, suspended in the clouds.

The lowest among them were Low Grade Spiritual Artifacts, with Top-grade Spiritual Artifacts everywhere.

There were also many top-grade Spiritual Artifacts.

There were even world-shaking Magic Artifacts radiating the pressure of Quasi-Realm Artifacts!

Ten Martial Vault powerhouses at Great Venerable Level were using powerful Divinity Transformation Power to nurture them, keeping their spirituality undying.

On a nearby terrace.

Jian Qingmei stood with her hands behind her back, supervising them with meticulous care. When they had all been nurtured once, she said:

"Ninth Martial Vault nurturing complete, proceed to the Tenth Martial Vault!"

It turned out that armories displaying countless Spiritual Artifacts were not limited to a single one!

Just as she was about to leave, a youth whose features resembled hers somewhat emerged from illusion into reality; his cultivation had also reached the Sage Realm.

The difference was that he bore a powerful bloodline aura distinct from Jian Qingmei’s.

"Big Brother." Jian Qingmei raised her brows slightly. "Why have you come back?"

"Weren’t you carrying out a secret mission?"

So, the man before her was her elder brother, Jian Wuchou.

One of the most outstanding young leaders of the current Martial Vault, he possessed a mysterious Saint inheritance and already held an important post in the Martial Vault, wielding immense authority.

His looks could be called handsome, but his temperament was overly sharp, giving one a sense of bristling edge.

"It’s been completed." Jian Wuchou said expressionlessly.

Jian Qingmei did not ask in detail; any secret mission that required Jian Wuchou to personally act must be of great importance.

"Big Brother came for me?" she asked.

Jian Wuchou looked at her. "You’ve met that Jiang Fan from Central Earth?"

Jian Qingmei was not surprised.

There were not many peers whom Young Master Xiang would praise; Jiang Fan was one of them.

And Jian Wuchou... in Young Master Xiang’s mouth had only earned a single evaluation: "acceptable."

How could he not care about Jiang Fan?

"I’ve met him." Jian Qingmei said.

Jian Wuchou’s gaze grew even sharper. "What level of strength?"

Jian Qingmei shook her head. "Hard to say."

"Speaking purely of cultivation, even a hundred of him wouldn’t be your match, Big Brother."

"But if we’re talking methods, you might not be able to kill him."

"Maybe even..."

She paused, then said with some uncertainty: "I feel it’s possible that you might die at his hands, Big Brother."

As a witness to the great battle between Jiang Fan and the Young Emperor, the strongest impression Jiang Fan had left on her could be summed up in one thing.

Endless methods!

So many that even she felt lingering fear!

And that had been Jiang Fan engaging the Young Emperor head-on; if he resorted to schemes, the Young Emperor might have lost even more miserably.

Jian Wuchou’s black hair bristled upward, and his pupils took the shape of two small golden swords.

"He can kill me?"

"I... am about to open the Nine Veins of the Virtuous Realm!"

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