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Chapter 602 - 603: Is Jiang Shengtian Fake?

Chapter 602: Chapter 603: Is Jiang Shengtian Fake?

What?

A True Disciple of Kunlun!

Jiang Shengtian’s expression grew solemn. The number of True Disciples of Kunlun was extremely rare, as precious as giant pandas.

True Disciples of Kunlun were all taken under the wing of the top elders in Kunlun, carefully nurtured, with boundless prospects for the future, each one a pillar of the sect!

Clearly, Ye Wudao’s value was even more precious than Li Yi’s!

Kunlun could afford to lose an ordinary elder, but it couldn’t bear to lose a True Disciple!

"Old Thief Jiang, how about we make a deal?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Hmph, let’s hear it!" Jiang Shengtian sneered.

"As long as you release Jiang Shengtian, I’ll let you do as you please! Once Kunlun demands an explanation, with me in your control, Kunlun won’t dare to do anything to you, right?"

Pausing, Ye Wudao continued, "Besides, to take ten thousand steps back, if you catch me and hand me over to the Demonic Sect, hehe, capturing a True Disciple of Kunlun, the Demonic Sect will surely reward you handsomely, right?"

Hearing Ye Wudao say this, Jiang Shengtian felt his heart skip a beat!

Right!

Killing Li Yi would only bring trouble to himself and no real benefit!

But Ye Wudao was different!

He was a True Disciple of Kunlun!

Extremely rare!

With talent seldom seen and formidable strength!

He was probably among the top even among the True Disciples!

Offering up a True Disciple of Kunlun to the Demonic Sect would be a hugely profitable move!

"Ye Wudao, you cannot do this! You are a True Disciple of Kunlun, the future of Kunlun rests on your shoulders. I’m just an ordinary elder from Kunlun’s secret hall, not worth it!" Li Yi shouted.

"Senior Li Yi, you suffered for ten years infiltrating the Jiang royal family to investigate Jiang Shengtian. To exchange my life for yours is worth it!" Ye Wudao replied with a smile.

"You, you’re too naïve!" Li Yi’s eyes filled with tears.

"Hehe, Ye Wudao, you really have a strong sense of loyalty and righteousness. If we weren’t enemies, I would actually admire you!" Jiang Shengtian remarked.

"And you are worthy?" Ye Wudao scoffed.

Jiang Shengtian pulled out a bundle of rope from his body and silently recited an incantation, "Bind!"

Whoosh!

The bundle of rope wrapped around Ye Wudao like a python, tightly binding him.

Ye Wudao immediately began to struggle.

"Don’t struggle, this rope is made from thousand-year-old python skin. The more you struggle, the more painful it becomes!" Jiang Shengtian sneered.

Ye Wudao suddenly felt an intense suffocation as if ensnared by a python and stopped resisting.

Meanwhile, the Grand Demon Lord trapped within the Blood Demon Great Array smirked, "Jiang Shengtian, you dare to bind my disciple?"

"Humph, Grand Demon Lord, you too are a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river—hardly able to protect yourself. Still got time to worry about others?" Jiang Shengtian said sarcastically.

"A mere inferior Blood Demon Great Array wants to trap me?" The Grand Demon Lord said as he had already thought through a thousand ways in his heart to break the array, "I have already deciphered the secrets of this array!"

Jiang Shengtian was inwardly shocked, staring at the light in the old man’s eyes. Could this old fool really break the array?

No!

Impossible!

This was an array created at the cost of tens of thousands of lives, along with millions of Spirit Stones!

It could trap a Ninth Grade war emperor!

"Grand Demon Lord, don’t boast! Your realm is suppressed; there’s no way you could break my great array!" Jiang Shengtian scoffed.

"Hehe, and do you know why my realm is suppressed?" the Grand Demon Lord countered.

"Why?" Jiang Shengtian was stunned. He had heard about the Grand Demon Lord’s suppressed realm but did not know the reason.

"Because... I did it to prevent the heavenly thunder," said the Grand Demon Lord confidently.

What?

To prevent heavenly thunder?

Jiang Shengtian’s body trembled, "Preventing heavenly thunder, could it be that you are also a mighty figure from that realm?"

It was rumored that after reaching the realm beyond that of a war emperor, every move held immense power, and each breakthrough would provoke heavenly thunder!

The descent of heavenly thunder, let alone a Ninth Grade war emperor, even a peak war emperor would perish both in body and path!

"Hehe, Jiang Shengtian, you fool, do you really underestimate me so much? Others provoke heavenly thunder when they break through, but I attract heavenly thunder just by being alive!" The Grand Demon Lord sneered, suddenly releasing a strand of his own true aura!

Boom!

The very moment the Grand Demon Lord released a trace of his aura, the sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning erupted.

Whoosh!

A bolt of lightning, like a dragon, descended from the sky, striking mercilessly upon the body of the Supreme Demon King trapped within the Blood Demon Great Array, as if expressing the wrath of the heavens.

Boom!

With that terrifying sound, the Blood Demon Great Array instantly shattered into pieces.

Even the mighty Blood Demon Great Array could not withstand the power of a single thunder strike!

Within a thousand meters, the earth turned to scorched earth!

Gurgle!

Jiang Shengtian swallowed hard.

"Good heavens, the power of the thunder is too terrifying!"

"Jiang Shengtian, that old guy must be dead, right?"

"Hmph, such a fearsome thunder strike, not even a peak War Emperor could withstand it..." Mangshan Eight Ghosts and others appeared behind Jiang Shengtian.

As the rolling smoke cleared, the figure of a tall, old man was revealed, unscathed, and it was indeed the Supreme Demon King.

Bang!

Jiang Shengtian, Mangshan Eight Ghosts, and the others took a sharp intake of breath.

"Damn, he’s still alive!"

"To withstand a thunder strike without a scratch!"

"How powerful is this old thing?"

Jiang Shengtian’s eyes were filled with deep fear, "People have rumored that after the battle at Blood Dragon Valley, the Supreme Demon King was severely injured and unable to exhibit his true realm! But it turns out that for these thirty years, he only suppressed his realm deliberately to avoid the thunder strikes!"

Jiang Shengtian revealed a bitter smile.

I’m such an idiot!

To have provocatively triggered such a powerful being and to still be clueless!

"Jiang Shengtian, the game ends here!" the Supreme Demon King spoke, his head covered in dense Lei Yun, vaguely containing even more massive thunder strikes.

"Retreat!" Seeing the bad turn of events, Mangshan Eight Ghosts instantly retreated!

"Trying to run? Did I say you could go?" said the Supreme Demon King, and with a stomp of his foot, ’boom!,’ the ground shattered, cracking into a hundred gullies!

"Let’s fight him!" the leader of the Mangshan Eight Ghosts roared, being the most powerful, at the peak of Third-Grade War Emperor.

"Right, we’re going to die anyway, might as well take a bite out of him!"

The eyes of the Mangshan Eight Ghosts were ferocious as they all charged towards the old Mo!

Only to see old Mo slowly raise a finger, wrapped around the tip was a terrifying Nine Serenities flame.

"Nine Serenities Finger!"

Boom!

A loud noise came, and the Mangshan Eight Ghosts were sent flying by the Nine Serenities Finger, their bodies all aflame with a purple fire, falling to the ground, writhing in agony.

"Ahh, the fire on me is so hot!"

"Can’t extinguish it at all!"

"I’m burning to death!"

The Mangshan Eight Ghosts were almost instantly consumed by the Nine Serenities Fire, turning into ash!

A single finger wiped out the Mangshan Eight Ghosts!

The entire Jiang Clan royal family was deathly silent!

"Damn, master is really explosively powerful!" Ye Wudao was incredibly excited, his eyes filled with adoration.

On the other hand, Jiang Shengtian was terrified to the extreme; "This old monster, is too freaking terrifying, I need to run!"

Run!

Jiang Shengtian moved as fast as he could, even at the cost of igniting his lifeblood to boost his speed, which was comparable to a Seventh-Grade War Emperor.

However, his speed was exceedingly slow in front of old Mo, as slow as a snail!

Whoosh!

Old Mo’s body flashed, instantly appearing in front of Jiang Shengtian.

"Supreme Demon King!" Jiang Shengtian’s face was a picture of panic.

Slap!

Old Mo slapped Jiang Shengtian across the face, the slap was like splitting Mount Hua, carrying an overwhelming force.

"Ah!" Jiang Shengtian let out a wail, the mask on his face fell off, revealing an ugly and fierce face, as if scorched by fire.

"Jiang Shengtian!" Old Mo’s eyes flashed with a cold light; "No, you are not Jiang Shengtian, who exactly are you?"