Jiang Han raised his eyes and glanced at the Yao Chi Saint Lord and the elders behind him, whom he had met not long ago. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, which was considered a greeting. His smile seemed plain, but it seemed to contain endless deep meanings that were hard to fathom.

“This… This is the complete chapter of the Western Emperor Sutra!” The Saint of Yao Chi turned her eyes away from Jiang Han. When she saw the five large pieces of scarlet characters on the stone wall, her expression froze at first, as if she was frozen. When she carefully read the contents of the characters, her face suddenly showed astonishment. In that astonishment, there was also an irrepressible excitement and excitement. Her eyes were wide open, as if she had seen the most precious treasure in the world. After the shock and surprise, there was more excitement. Her hands trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with joy and anticipation.

“Holy Lord, I never thought that the scripture we have been looking for would be here! Finally, we found it!” The elders behind the Holy Lord Yao Chi were also full of surprise and joy. Their eyes were shining with excitement, as if their years of hard work had finally paid off. They whispered to each other, their words were full of desire and awe for the Western Emperor Scripture.

“Since you are here, let’s comprehend it together and complete the incomplete parts.” Jiang Han glanced at Yao Chi Saint Lord and others, and spoke calmly. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to have an irresistible power that echoed in this space.

The Holy Lord of Yao Chi nodded heavily, turned to look at a person behind him, and said anxiously: “Go back and gather all the elders and ask them to come to the ancient land immediately!” After receiving the order, the person quickly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky. The speed was so fast that it was amazing.

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“Does anyone know where the Hongjun Patriarch is? The Jiang family is offering a huge price to find him!” In a busy market in the East Desert, a cultivator shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice stood out in the noisy market and attracted many people’s attention.

“Why is the Jiang family looking for Hongjun Patriarch? Is it for the Jiang family’s God King?” Someone in the crowd whispered, with a curious look on his face. The Jiang family’s God King’s reputation is well-known in the East Desert. When they heard that the Jiang family’s search for Hongjun Patriarch might be related to the God King, everyone couldn’t help but be filled with doubts and speculations.

“Ancestor Hongjun, hehe, I know where he is!” A shrill voice came from the crowd, and a thin monk showed a smug smile on his face, as if he had mastered some huge secret.

“You are the only one who knows? The Jiang family’s sky-high price is not easy to earn. If you cheat them, I’m afraid the consequences will be bad.” A burly monk next to him snorted coldly, looking at the thin monk with suspicion on his face, his eyes full of disdain.

“Your old lover is from Yaochi Holy Land, could it be that Patriarch Hongjun is now in Yaochi Holy Land?” Someone else joked, and the crowd suddenly burst into laughter. In this noisy atmosphere, the news about Patriarch Hongjun spread quickly to every corner of the Eastern Wasteland, attracting countless cultivators to inquire and search for him.

Three hours later.

In front of the Yaochi Ancient Land, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. The five secret treasures in his body banged one after another, as if five bombs exploded at the same time, turning into thousands of flames and rushing into the mark on the cliff. The flames burned fiercely, with powerful power, illuminating the entire space red.

“Master, I’ve practiced it once. At this level, it seems that as long as there is a constant source, I can break through without any bottleneck.” Ye Fan looked at Jiang Han and spoke seriously. His voice was full of confidence and excitement. After this practice, he had a clearer understanding of his own strength and saw the hope of a breakthrough.

“Not bad.” Jiang Han nodded with satisfaction, his eyes showing admiration. It must be said that Ye Tiandi’s comprehension is indeed beyond ordinary people, which is amazing. Just as the other party said, in this realm, the ancient saint body has a huge advantage with its unique physique. As long as there is enough source as support, it can break through all the way and be unstoppable.

Looking around, dozens or even hundreds of Yao Chi elders were sitting cross-legged, their five secret treasures releasing a glowing light, illuminating their faces like a dream. They were immersed in the perception of the Western Emperor Sutra, with focused and pious expressions on their faces, as if they had merged with this world.

“Big brother!” At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice came, breaking the silence. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a cute little girl jumping towards them.

“Grandmaster, that’s Xiao Tingting!” Ji Ziyue’s eyes lit up, her little tiger teeth sparkled, and a bright smile appeared on her face. She immediately stepped forward and gently held Jiang Tingting in her arms, her movements were gentle, as if she was holding an invaluable treasure.

At this moment, Xiao Tingting’s clothes were no longer tattered and patched clothes, but a white gauze skirt that fluttered in the wind like a blooming white lotus. Her hair was neatly combed and tied into two cute little braids with pink bows on them, making her look particularly playful and cute. Her face was rosy and her eyes were bright and clear, like two black gems. She looked like a fairy from a fairy tale.

“Xiao Tingting, why are you here?” Ye Fan walked up to her, gently kneading Jiang Tingting’s face, and asked lovingly. His eyes were full of love, and he looked at Xiao Tingting as if he saw his own sister.

“Brother Yifei said he was happy to see you. Tingting missed you, so she followed him.” Jiang Tingting said with an innocent expression. Her voice was as clear as a silver bell, echoing in this space, making people happy.

Hearing this, Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue looked at Jiang Yifei suspiciously, with questioning eyes. They couldn’t help wondering why Jiang Yifei brought Xiao Tingting here. Was it just because Xiao Tingting wanted to see them? “Ancestor, to be honest, I came here to ask you for a favor. The ancestor of my Jiang family more than 4,000 years ago, the God King Jiang Taixu, was found in the Purple Mountain not long ago, but his life is in danger, and some top forces outside the East Wasteland have also learned of this news. There are some hostile forces who want to kill the God King.” Jiang Yifei took a few steps forward, looking serious and sincere. There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in his voice, and his eyes revealed his concern for the family.

“On behalf of the Jiang family, I beg the old ancestor to help us save the God King and the Jiang family from danger!” At this point, the young man in white, Jiang Yifei, knelt down in front of Jiang Han with a plop, clasped his fists, and looked at Jiang Han sincerely. His eyes were full of expectation and pleading, as if Jiang Han was the only hope of their family.

“God King Jiang Taixu…” Jiang Han murmured, with a complex light flashing in his eyes. Then, he slowly stretched out his hand, lifted Jiang Yifei up, and looked into the distance, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he said, “Get up, I will go with you to take a look.” His voice was calm and firm, as if he was announcing an irreversible decision.

“Thank you, ancestor!” Jiang Yifei was stunned at first when he heard what Jiang Han said, with an expression of disbelief on his face. After reacting, his face was full of excitement, and tears of joy flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he did not expect that this Hongjun ancestor would be so easy to talk to and agree to his request so easily. He even thought about how to borrow the relationship with Tingting to ask again after being rejected by the other party, but he did not expect things to go so smoothly. He stood up and thanked Jiang Han repeatedly, his heart full of gratitude.

Under the divine city, a deep and mysterious underground palace is hidden. In the underground palace, the Dragon Pond is like a bright pearl, emitting a soft and strange light. The pool is crystal clear, the water is milky white, as smooth as milk, and a rich fragrance wafts out, filling the entire underground palace, as if carrying a healing power. However, in this seemingly peaceful Dragon Pond, the dry body is motionless, and the vitality seems to be completely extinct, like a dead tree forgotten by time, silent and sad.

“How strong a willpower must have been to support the God King ancestor to achieve this?” The head of the Jiang family stood quietly in front of the Hualong Pond, his eyes fixed on the dried body in the pond, his eyes full of deep respect. In his eyes, there was both a remembrance of the God King’s past glory and helplessness in the face of the cruel reality before his eyes. Jiang Taixu, the former God King of the Jiang family, once left countless legends in this world with his heroic appearance. His name once made countless people in awe, and his style once illuminated the entire Jiang family’s sky. But now, the ruthlessness of time and the tricks of fate have left only this endless sadness, which makes people sigh.

Since ancient times, beauties lament their old age, and heroes are not allowed to see their hair turn white. The unpredictable fate always catches us off guard. The former hero is now struggling on the brink of life and death. The glory of the past and the desolation of today form a sharp and cruel contrast.

“Master, the God King’s body is almost dead, and his divine consciousness is about to be wiped out. I’m afraid he is in this state…” A great elder frowned, his eyes full of worry. His voice trembled slightly, as if he was carrying the heavy burden of the entire family. Even though there is a divine spring and a life-saving medicine, the situation of the God King is still not optimistic. It is like a lone boat in a storm, which may be swallowed by the surging waves at any time.

“For the past three days, we have been using elixirs to treat him, but there has been almost no effect.” Another heavy sigh echoed in the silent underground palace, like a tragic song of fate. Every attempt was accompanied by the ignition and collapse of hope, making everyone feel heavier.

“Although Yifei bought a pot of holy spring water, the medicinal power of the spring water is too strong. The God King is so weak, I am afraid that if he uses too much, he will not be able to bear it.” Jiang Yun shook his head slowly, his face full of helplessness and entanglement. The holy spring water was originally the dawn of hope, but now it has become a double-edged sword. If he uses too much, he is afraid that the God King will not be able to bear it, and if he uses too little, he is afraid that it will be useless. He was in a dilemma for a while, not knowing how to choose.

“Looking at the current situation of the God King, the last trace of life may disappear at any time. We have no other choice.” The head of the Jiang family took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. After a little hesitation, he finally gave an instruction: “Continue to inject the holy spring water.” This is a race against time and a gamble of life and death. They can only go all out and hope that the holy spring water can become the last straw to save the God King.

After receiving the instructions, the nine old men with snowy hair sat around the Hualong Pond again. Their faces were full of the vicissitudes of life, but their eyes were full of determination and perseverance. The jade gourd filled with the holy spring water was suspended above the Hualong Pond, and the crystal droplets slowly fell like pearls. At the same time, a stream of innate divine light rushed out of the heads of the nine old men. The divine light was dazzling and carried their lifelong cultivation and hard work. It melted into the liquid, refined into innate essence, and carefully immersed in the dry body of the old God King.

The body of the God King Jiang Taixu was too weak, like a candle in the wind. They could only work together to refine one drop at a time, injecting vitality into Jiang Taixu’s body bit by bit. This process was difficult and long. The refining of each drop of the divine spring water consumed a lot of their spiritual power. Gradually, the nine old men turned pale as paper, and their bodies were about to fall, as if a breeze could blow them down. But they still gritted their teeth and persisted, with an unyielding light in their eyes. For the God King and the Jiang family, they were willing to give everything.

clang–!
Suddenly, a sharp metallic sound rang out, like a huge bell, ringing continuously, resounding throughout the entire city. This sound seemed to have a power that penetrated the soul, making people tremble with fear. The huge underground palace was strongly shaken, and the faces of the Jiang family monks around the Hualong Pond changed instantly, their eyes full of fear and vigilance.

“This aura is specifically targeting the Dragon Transformation Pond!” A cultivator shouted in fear, his voice trembling. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the Dragon Transformation Pond, as if there were endless dangers hidden there.

“Oh no, a top master is attacking us!” another monk also exclaimed, his body unconsciously tensed up, ready to deal with the impending crisis at any time.

“Who is this? Hengyu Divine Furnace is located in the Hualong Pond, and he dares to offend. Could it be those people from Zhongzhou?” Everyone was talking about it, full of doubts and worries. Hengyu Divine Furnace is the treasure of the Jiang family. It has an extremely powerful power that can deter any enemy. But now, someone dares to openly provoke. How confident is the power behind this?

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Including the head of the Jiang family and the powerful Jiang Yun, everyone frowned and looked solemn. Since the enemy dared to offend, they must be confident and have a way to retreat safely. They knew that this crisis was not ordinary and a fierce battle was inevitable. (End of this chapter)