Chapter 1702: Farewell Wang Chongxiao

Having decided, everyone immediately rushed to the Sky-Connecting Black Pillar located at the Manichaean sect's site.

As a great demon of the Five Heavenly Declines, White Tiger led the group, surging upwards along the Sky-Connecting Black Pillar.

Just one hour later, they reached the top.

Jiang Fan looked around; the Southern Heavenly Realm was still rich in spiritual energy, and its mountains and rivers were magnificent.

There were still nine suns above them.

As he was observing his surroundings,

suddenly, a feather imbued with the power of merit floated down from the sky and landed on him.

Everyone's eyes widened in unison.

Great Venerable Red Devil exclaimed in astonishment, "Me...merit? The Heavenly Realm is bestowing merit upon you?"

"Am I seeing things?"

Icefire Demon Lord's eyes widened as he said, "Senior, you're not seeing things; it is indeed merit."

"And it's a huge amount of merit."

"In this catastrophe of our Central Land, few might be able to accumulate this much merit."

True Word Venerable and the others also stared at Jiang Fan in bewilderment.

The sudden arrival of merit completely bewildered everyone.

It wouldn't be strange for the Central Land to bestow merit upon Jiang Fan.

But for the Heavenly Realm to bestow merit, was this not turning the world upside down?

Jiang Fan himself was equally confused.

He hadn't done a single good deed in the Heavenly Realm. If merit were to be given to anyone, it certainly shouldn't be him, right?

Gazing at the merit he couldn't accept, which eventually entered the body of the little Qilin, he too looked bewildered:

"Don't look at me," he said, "I don't understand what's happening either."

The group exchanged bewildered glances.

After a long moment of stunned silence, Jiang Fan suppressed the unease in his heart and said, "Let's ignore the merit for now."

"Let's hurry on our way; the Sky-Connecting Black Pillar won't last much longer."

He dared not delay, took out a map to ascertain their position, and immediately directed White Tiger to charge forward.

As they had speculated, the Southern Heavenly Realm was desolate in many places, with hardly any ancient giants present.

After traveling for half an hour and crossing a large tribe's territory, they finally encountered a small giant tribe.

Inside were only some elderly giants and smaller giants about seven or eight zhang tall.

Sensing Jiang Fan's arrival,

both the elderly and the smaller giants picked up their mace clubs and ferociously hurled them.

Heart Demon Venerable said darkly, "They're just old, weak, women, and children, yet they're still so vicious?"

Shu Buxu, who had spent a considerable time in the Heavenly Realm, squinted his eyes and said, "The giant race are all soldiers; there's no such thing as old, weak, women, and children among them."

"They are all the most brutal hunters in the world; if you give them a chance, they will devour you."

A flicker of understanding crossed True Word Venerable's eyes.

She finally understood the true meaning of Jiang Fan's counterattack on the Heavenly Realm.

If these small giants were not annihilated and given enough time to procreate, a thousand years later, they would still bring catastrophe to the Central Land.

Everything Jiang Fan did was to create peace for generations to come.

As Jiang Fan watched the overwhelming barrage of mace clubs being thrown, there was no trace of pity in his eyes.

Purple Lightning appeared in his hand, and he swung out a thousand-zhang sword qi through the air, severing all the giants in the entire tribe at the waist.

The small tribe, which had just been clamorous, turned utterly silent as it was utterly annihilated.

Jiang Fan expressionlessly put away his sword and said, "Continue on our way."

The group felt a slight chill.

When Jiang Fan faced giants and when he faced his own people, it was like two extremes.

Towards his own people, he was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Towards giants, he was like a reincarnated Asura, utterly eradicating them!

Along the rest of the way,

they successively encountered over a dozen small tribes, each one identical.

Regardless of age, they all ferociously attacked them.

The outcome was self-evident; they were all annihilated by the purple sword qi.

Two hours later,

they finally saw in the distance the Sky-Connecting Black Pillar that led to the State of Gui Xu.

Although it was flickering unsteadily and on the verge of collapsing, it was still usable.

Everyone's expressions relaxed.

They made it in time.

If the Sky-Connecting Black Pillar had collapsed, their group would have been trapped in the Heavenly Realm.

However, just as everyone was preparing to rush over, a faint, ethereal voice drifted towards them.

"No one fights, no one snatches; everyone makes money in harmony."

"Huh!!!"

Jiang Fan's eyes widened.

Wasn't this Wang Chongxiao's classic scamming slogan?

He thought he had misheard.

No, how long had Wang Chongxiao been in the Heavenly Realm? He hadn't died yet?

And he was still alive and kicking, continuing to swindle people!

"Why is there a human voice?" Great Venerable Red Devil asked in surprise.

True Word Venerable and the others immediately thought of the unlucky person Jiang Fan had left in the Heavenly Realm.

Wang Chongxiao!

This fellow had truly been miserably scammed by Jiang Fan, and Jiang Fan had repeatedly impersonated him to oppose the ancient giants.

It was obvious what kind of life this fellow had been living in the Heavenly Realm.

They all looked at Jiang Fan with strange expressions.

"Cough, cough..." Jiang Fan gave an awkward laugh and said, "Senior Red Devil, that's my sworn brother, Wang Chongxiao."

"I've been looking for him everywhere; I didn't expect him to come to the Heavenly Realm."

Great Venerable Red Devil nodded slightly, but the voice that immediately followed from a distance made her expression turn strange as well.

"Rest assured, I, Jiang Fan, am a man of my word."

"If I deceive you, may I, Jiang Fan, be struck by lightning and die a terrible death."

True Word Venerable and Yue Mingzhu, who knew the inside story, covered their mouths and chuckled.

These two fellows, their scamming tactics were identical.

When doing good deeds, they claimed their own name.

When doing bad deeds, they impersonated the other.

Jiang Fan's face darkened.

No, when he impersonated Wang Chongxiao, he never swore such a terrible oath!

"Everyone, please wait here for a moment," he said, "I'm going to meet an old friend."

After speaking, he gripped the divine wood, and simultaneously cast the "Selfless Dust Purging Art," stealthily approaching.

A massive fissure appeared.

Faintly visible deep within was the spatial barrier of the Heavenly Realm.

This was left behind earlier when eight Grand Wine Sacrificers charged into the Heavenly Realm and battled the Nine-Sun Giant Emperor.

Through the fissure, an ancient snow-white tower buried deep underground came into view.

Wang Chongxiao and two Dark Asura Kings stood around the ancient tower.

At this moment, Wang Chongxiao had a divine halo behind his head, indicating he had already attained the God Transformation Realm!

There was a clear flame imprint on the divine halo.

Like Jiang Fan, he had also reached the First Decline of Heavenly Beings.

The two Dark Asura Kings were not simple figures.

This was because both of them were Five-Crowned Asura Kings.

Their faces were aged and their eyes were sinister; clearly, they were not benevolent individuals.

The three of them were gazing at the ancient tower.

More precisely, it was a bell tower.

Only the top of the tower remained, embedded in the earth.

Beneath the shattered roof, there was a ten-foot-tall snow-white great bell.

It was inscribed with complex patterns, and even after being buried for ten thousand years, streams of light still continuously flickered within the patterns.

A one-eyed Five-Crowned Asura King gasped, "Jiang Fan, you really didn't lie to us!"

"The Angel Race's defensive realm artifact from ten thousand years ago, the Immortal King's Undying Bell, is truly here!"

"Although it was severely damaged in the battle that year and further eroded by eons of time, it is still a quasi-realm artifact."

Another Five-Crowned Asura King's eyes burned with fervor, unable to hide his excitement.

"It is said that when the Immortal King's Undying Bell was complete, it could absorb the laws of human sages, the curses of Giant Emperors, and the karma of Asura Emperors."

"It suppressed many realm artifacts across the Three Realms, its power unmatched in its era."

"Now that it is damaged and a mere quasi-realm artifact, I wonder if it still retains its ability to absorb."