Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Jiang Wang swiftly turned around, his sword slicing open a crack in the sky!

“There are not just one like me. There are many who surpass me, like the bright moon hanging high!”

The snow-bright sword edge flowed with crimson fire lines, forcibly severing the aura from the True Monster, making Quan Yingyang’s large hand grasp through nothing but air!

With this one strike, Jiang Wang distanced himself by another thousand feet.

“Not willing to give up until you hit the wall?” Quan Yingyang chuckled softly.

An endless stream of light instantly converged in front of Jiang Wang. The contraction of light, the encircling light, formed a tall wall! It connected with the vast sky above and the boundless earth below, stretching endlessly left and right.

No matter which direction Jiang Wang flew towards, the wall of light extended that way. He simply decided to crash head-on.

The Sword Immortal unified the Five Mansions, and at the Absolute Summit, crashed a sword against the mountains!

The wall of light only rippled with circles centered on the point where it was struck by the sword.

Jiang Wang himself suffered internal injuries, his organs torn apart!

Without pausing, he used the recoil to turn and head right, if the wall of light was endless, he would head toward the endless.

Quan Yingyang simply swung his sleeve, countless streams of light formed into knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, and more, chopping towards Jiang Wang face-to-face. Against the wall of light stood a wall of weapons, vaguely appearing as if thousands of experts at the Demon King level were using their ultimate moves, jointly targeting the unparalleled genius of the Human Race.

Jiang Wang curled up and crashed directly into it!

Merely at the God-approaching level, the peak combat power periods of the demon clan and human race are not the same.

Limited by the lifespan, if a human has not achieved Divine Arrival by the age of fifty, it is generally considered that they are unlikely to achieve significant accomplishments. If one has not reached Divine Arrival by sixty, it is generally impossible to cross the Heavenly Human Separation. This is because, after fifty, the vitality of humans starts to decline. Of course, history has its exceptions, but the reason they are called “exceptions” is precisely because they are rare.

The demon clan, on the other hand, is born with long lifespans, and those who claim kingship at two or three hundred years old are common.

The newly listed kings on the Heavenly List are all young Demon Kings under a hundred years old. Jiang Wang is not the top combatant at the Divine Arrival Layer, only able to suppress somewhat by relying on the Eternal Youth Spring and the Knowledge and Hearing Bell. Even if he sweeps through the newly ranked Demon Kings of the Heavenly List, one cannot truly say the demon clan lacks geniuses.

Yet, even speaking thus, offering such self-consolation.

Quan Yingyang still must admit, this Jiang Wang indeed is a top-level genius character.

So remarkable that even as a True Monster powerhouse, he is reluctant to kill him immediately, wanting instead to see more about the martial armament of the Human race from this young man… how the newly developed Dao Technique fares, how the Divine swordsmanship performs, and how the young Human race fight.

As a marquis of the Hegemony Country, who was acclaimed as the champion of the Yellow River, one could say he represents the cutting-edge vanguard of the Divine Arrival power of the Human race. Observing him could indeed bring some insights.

The truth of the True Monster is truly hard to find, any gain is a significant gain.

Of course, at this time, the numerous sets of demon clan martial arts he summoned should also dazzle this genius of the Human race. However, what is taken to the grave cannot be counted as a gain.

In those knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, among the myriad and various sorcery of the demon clan encircling, Jiang Wang resembled a bird diving into a thorny forest.

Continuously advancing, continuously getting its wings scratched.

Those clumps of flying blood, how they resemble the blood feathers of a bird homesick!

Yet even as the blood feathers fall, the bird continues forward!

Clang clang clang clang.

The bell’s sound plays like a tune of a broken formation.

Jiang Wang, in his mastery of swordsmanship, drenches it in blood at this moment. The crimson golden eyes that flowed with immortal light saw nothing else at this moment, only all sorts of weapons, all sorts of moves…

Then counter the moves!

The unparalleled genius who had been memorialized by the Human race as a town builder while he was trapped in Frost Wind Valley, at this moment unleashed his combat genius.

His body moved like a dragon swimming, his sword spun like lightning.

When he finally slaughtered through all the streamed weapons, emerging blood-soaked from the thousand-weapon formation.

Quan Yingyang paused for a moment, then remarked from across the river: “With such performance, the true transmission of the Buddhist Family, the females of the Spider Family, can die without regret!”

Another wave of his hand connected a brand new wall of light, joining perpendicularly with the previous wall!

Bang!

The blood-drenched genius of the Human race surged with crimson fire all over his body, as if the bloody human turned into a fiery man, crashing a human-shaped gap directly through this light wall, thus breaking out beyond the wall.

Why is it that the Knowledge and Hearing Bell rings?!

Quan Yingyang could no longer remain calm, swiftly retreating into the light.

Then a flash of streaming light emerged on Jiang Wang’s path, yet Jiang Wang had already shifted away a step earlier!

“Stay!” Quan Yingyang spread his arms wide as a sea of streaming light exploded.

The sea of light roared, enclosing this genius of the Human race within.

Up, down, left, right, front, back, all were light.

One light wall could be broken, what harm can a sea of streaming light do?

Seeing Jiang Wang became momentarily sluggish in the sea of light, each move slow, his breath rising and falling, his vitality rapidly depleting…

At this moment, a terrifying wave erupted from the distant Divine Mountain, a heaven-shaking battle was underway.

The voices of countless deities rose and fell—

“Tiger Taisui! Turn back from the brink!”

“Return from the strayed path!”

Moreover, the Heaven Demon Dharma Altar ignited with sky-reaching flames.

Jiang Wang suddenly turned back, raised a hand to throw a hidden weapon, burning with scarlet blaze, flying frost wind, teeming with killing intent: “Quan Yingyang! Today I will curse you to death!”

Although Quan Yingyang had no fear, he cautiously shattered it from a distance with a point of his finger.

Only at this moment did he realize what he had shattered.

It was a blood-red, diamond-shaped, crystal-like vertical pupil.

His composure, his aloofness, his looking down from above… all vanished.

For a moment, his eyes almost tore out: “I must ensure you live a fate worse than death!”

A terrifying force exploded with him at the center.

But in the depths of the sea of light, the bell rang!

The Wu An City of Shenxiao World was calling the Wu An City of the Civilization Basin.

In the midst of it all arose a great connection.

It was the greatness of the Heavenly Demon offering itself as an altar to protect its race, and the greatness of the Human race succeeding generation upon generation, passing on the flame.

Between greatness and greatness, there was a shared link, a common path—

Jiang Wang’s figure in the sea of light began to blur, thus stepping into the possibility of reaching from here to there!