Chapter 2155: Chapter 2199: Qiqi’s Power

Jiang Fan’s brows twitched slightly.

The implication was that there was a newly acknowledged Heavenly Dao candidate who possessed the qualification to step into the Saint Realm.

Moreover, from the moment this person rose, the Widow Wolf fell.

It meant this person had seized the Widow Wolf’s opportunity... and might even have taken his life.

"Who is this person?" Jiang Fan couldn’t help asking curiously.

Saint Realm...

Ever since the Daqian Divine Kingdom shattered ten thousand years ago, there hadn’t been any news of anyone breaking through to the Saint Realm, right?

First, because the Dao Slave suppressed the heavens; whoever dared break through to the Saint Realm, the instant their aura surfaced, their death date would arrive.

Second, the Saint Realm was as hard to reach as the heavens themselves. To reach this step, talent, perseverance, opportunity, fortune—none of these could be lacking.

If the Heavenly Dao acknowledged that he had the potential to enter Saint Realm, he was definitely extraordinary.

The Heavenly Poison Sage stroked his beard and said, "His name is Huangfu Niming, and he comes from... inside a World Artifact."

Hm?

Jiang Fan’s eyes showed a look of surprise. "From a World Artifact?"

He even thought he’d misheard.

Here, "origin" should refer to where one was born.

How could someone be born inside a World Artifact?

Besides, the surname Huangfu was extremely rare.

The Heavenly Poison Sage said, "It’s said he’s of the Asura Clan."

Wait!

Jiang Fan’s pupils trembled!

Born from a World Artifact, and bearing the double surname Huangfu—that hadn’t felt familiar yet.

But if you added the Asura Clan...

A name roared into his mind.

Asura Saint Son!!!

That fellow, eight hundred years ago, because Dongfang Canyue was trapped in the Attic World Device, had no choice but to give birth to him inside it.

And the imperial family of the Asura Clan seemed to especially favor double surnames.

For example, the Dark Shura Clan used the double surname Dongfang!

As the Bloodthirsty Shura Asura Saint Son, it was entirely possible his surname was Huangfu!

Given that fellow’s colossal schemes, plotted over hundreds of years...

If it were someone else with hope of entering Saint Realm, he might still harbor doubts, but the Asura Saint Son... really might be capable!

The Heavenly Poison Sage said, "Come, come, I’ll introduce you to each other."

"You two are both proud sons of heaven. Once you meet, you’ll definitely appreciate each other."

Jiang Fan waved his hand without thinking. "Forget it. My identity is sensitive right now; it’s not suitable to make a splash."

The Heavenly Poison Sage only now came to his senses.

Jiang Fan had, with one battle, been sealed as Marquis, dominating the heavens; he was at the height of his fame, with trouble flocking to him.

What’s more, he carried the Peace Monument; that thing was deadly.

Lightly stroking his beard, he said, "Then we’ll keep calling you Wang Chongxiao. Let’s go!"

With that, he grabbed Jiang Fan’s arm and used Instantaneous Movement to leave.

Jiang Fan’s face was full of awkwardness.

His hobby of impersonating Wang Chongxiao, had it already spread from the Southern Heavenly World all the way to the northern heavens?

The sky curtain.

A nine-colored, resplendent great hall, brilliant and dazzling.

Yet every glazed tile, every floor stone, contained terrifying poison.

That Three Calamities Realm Great Sage, cloaked entirely in nine-colored poison fog—just the meditation mat beneath him contained a poison so fearsome it could slaughter a Sage’s soul!

Jiang Fan’s soul felt searing pain just from glancing at it.

At this moment, the great hall held no fewer than fifty Sages!

Forty from the Poisonous World, and ten reinforcements from the Black Abyss Realm.

Jiang Fan swept his gaze over them and couldn’t help sucking in a cold breath.

The Poisonous World had suffered losses under the invasion of the Ancient Dark Creatures, yet even so it still had forty!

In peak condition, wouldn’t that mean they had over fifty?

Worthy of a mid-sized world; it was completely on another level from the small worlds he’d visited before.

As for the Three Calamities Realm, the Poisonous World likely had more than just the one present.

"Widow Wolf Sage, did your honored father, the Mad Wolf Sage, give any instructions?" The Three Calamity Realm Great Sage asked slowly.

The Widow Wolf Sage said, "My father asked me to pass a message to the Soul Poison Sage: the Black Abyss Realm and the Poisonous World are like neighboring waters, no more than half a day’s journey apart."

"Naturally we should stand together, joining forces to resist the Martial Vault’s overbearing behavior."

As he spoke, he took out a Jade Box covered in powerful Sealing runes.

Even a Sage’s gaze couldn’t penetrate it.

"Inside the Jade Box is a wisp of my father’s soul. He’s leaving this soul in the Poisonous World in exchange for mutual trust between the two sides."

The Poisonous World Sages’ eyes all trembled.

Soul, that which concerns one’s very life—if it fell into the hands of a strong expert on the soul path whose Heart Skill was not upright, there were countless ways to use a mere wisp of soul to soul curse the I.

For the sake of alliance, the Mad Wolf Sage actually didn’t hesitate to hand his vital weakness over to the Soul Poison Sage!

Such sincerity was truly beyond expectations!

The Soul Poison Sage did not accept it. His pair of sharp eyes pierced through the purple fog and fell upon him.

His voice carried a trace of authority. "Has something happened in the Black Abyss Realm?"

The Widow Wolf Sage showed a puzzled expression. "What makes you say that?"

"I want you to answer me! Yes, or no!" The Soul Poison Sage’s voice grew even more commanding.

The pressure shook the bodies of the nine Sages from the Black Abyss Realm; the Widow Wolf Sage finally couldn’t withstand it and said:

"Soul Poison Great Sage is perceptive. Our Black Abyss Realm... has indeed suffered a calamity."

"Of our five Three Calamities Realm cultivators, only my father remains, and even he is heavily injured."

What?

The hall instantly fell deathly silent; even the sound of breathing vanished.

Jiang Fan’s pupils shrank as well.

The Black Abyss Realm’s five Great Sages—only one injured remained?

Did the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis go over and slaughter them?

Even the Soul Poison Sage’s nine-colored poison fog jolted violently, revealing an aged face filled with horror.

The Soul Poison Sage said gravely, "What happened in your Black Abyss Realm?"

Everyone finally understood.

These nine Wolf Clan Sages before them weren’t here to form an alliance; they were clearly here to beg for aid!

Realizing he could no longer hide the truth, the Widow Wolf Sage could only confess honestly. "Sigh, it’s my father’s fault."

"When he was trading with Qiqi of the Sin Realm, he discovered she was playing tricks, so he thought to teach her a lesson."

"Who would have thought he’d end up enraging Qiqi, get beaten half to death himself, and have the other four Three Calamities Realm seniors captured."

"She said she would sell them off as compensation for her spiritual damages."

At these words, the hall grew even more silent.

No one could believe their ears.

Qiqi alone had swindled away four Three Calamities Realm experts from the Black Abyss Realm?

The most stunned of all was Jiang Fan.

His jaw hung open, refusing to close; he simply couldn’t believe what he was hearing, muttering, "She’s that strong?"

The air remained frozen for a long time before slowly dispersing.

The Soul Poison Great Sage took a deep breath, once more hiding himself within the nine-colored poison fog, and said in a shaken voice:

"I knew Qiqi’s origins were extraordinary, but I didn’t expect her to be this terrifying!"

Jiang Fan’s heart stayed shocked for quite a while.

That little black-skirted girl he’d first met, in the Heavenly Human Five Declines, turned out to be a hidden peak-level powerhouse?

But thinking it over carefully...

Where did Qiqi come from?

The Sin Realm!

That was the territory of the Seven Lords of Chaotic Ancient, the darkest place among the Hundred Realms of All Heavens!

Qiqi, in the Heavenly Human Five Declines, could roam there unhindered—how could she be simple?

Thinking of how he’d tricked Qiqi several times, and then recalling how he’d "borrowed" the Array Stone not long ago, he couldn’t help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He’d basically been dancing back and forth in front of the gates of the underworld several times.

After a long while, the Soul Poison Great Sage regained his composure and said, "So, you’re hoping our Poisonous World will aid you?"

The Widow Wolf Sage cupped his fists and said, "We ask our Dao friends of the Poisonous World to extend a helping hand. We are currently suffering from other worlds taking advantage of our crisis, and our survival is hanging by a thread."

Hearing this, the Sages all looked toward the Soul Poison Sage.

The Black Abyss Realm was their long-standing ally; at the critical moment of a realm’s survival, in principle they ought to give aid.

Jiang Fan listened without interjecting.

But the baby he’d been holding in his arms all this time had somehow woken up.

A pair of blue eyes, carrying a strange look, glanced at the Widow Wolf Sage, and he muttered softly:

"Uncle, this person is really weird."

"What he’s saying with his mouth isn’t the same as what he’s thinking inside."

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