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The whole process shattered in an instant, and it was only an instant.
The Golden-Winged Roc King was repeatedly struck down, quickly weakening and turning from initial pride to frantic escape.
The two fought with such overwhelming force that many other experts of the same level noticed it.
Jiang Nan did not continue the pursuit, partly because several auras were watching him and had even locked onto him.
Then, three more deadly attacks came crashing down upon them.
One is the Heaven-Locking Array Pattern, the Heaven-Slaying Killing Array.
One was a palm strike as powerful as a tsunami, shattering everything in its path.
A Dao diagram as vast as the Milky Way, which he wanted to include.
All of this is due to the power of a sage.
Some of the methods are obvious even without much observation; they are all methods that have been seen before, methods used by holy sites.
There are definitely members from the Feathered Divine Dynasty, other holy lands, those families with whom they have grudges, and the other two as well.
Jiangnan's momentum was unstoppable, showing no fear whatsoever.
With a single fist technique, one can shatter the palm strike.
With a halberd in hand, he pierced through the Milky Way.
Then, with incredible speed, he pierced through the Heaven-Locking Array and arrived in front of the person in a single step.
It created a hidden void for people.
This was an old man with white hair, coldly watching as killing intent array patterns gathered around him once more.
Before it was fully condensed, Jiangnan was still in front, and then everything behind him exploded.
The array patterns were distorted and chaotic.
They separated in an instant; the white-haired old man withdrew, and Jiangnan also left.
I just left, but there are still constant dangers around me.
However, none of them caught up; there was just a blurry image over there, and then nothing happened.
"A bunch of old fogies, no good at all," Jiangnan said disdainfully.
He snorted coldly and chased after them.
Not only these three, but there are many more.
These three were simply the first to make a move.
"This ancient tomb was left behind by a quasi-emperor, and it doesn't feel like an ordinary quasi-emperor." Jiang Nan was also analyzing the ancient tomb ruins as he traveled through time and space.
He had sensed before that there were many areas with dangerous array patterns, places that even he couldn't just wander into recklessly.
He can't, and neither can these guys.
"Where is it even more dangerous that even a saint could be tricked?" Jiang Nan wondered, searching.
However, these old guys are all very shrewd.
It's not easy to fall into a trap.
Those ahead walk at a leisurely pace, while those behind can only eat dirt.
Even if both are transcendence, he is faster, especially in reversing speed.
Even exceeding the speed of light requires acceleration; when he accelerates, he reverses curves, and becomes even faster.
This is the advantage of having strong blood and energy and perfect movement techniques.
You've simply reached a certain level of attainment; it's just that you've transcended it at a faster pace.
Old folks.
However, they should not be underestimated; once you reach that level, it becomes fundamental.
He's still a little short of reaching the required level.
Even saints have varying strengths; among the nine heavens, there are probably some formidable ones as well.
Be extra careful, lest some cunning old fox, someone above saints, strike out of nowhere.
If this kind of guy goes too far, it'll cause big trouble.
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"Huh?" Jiang Nan grinned.
Stepping down, you arrive at the bottom.
Not only did we find a great place, we also met some people.
Things are changing.
"Amitabha, junior brother...you, how did you get here?" The little chubby monk in white robes in front of him was none other than Zhencheng.
He had previously brought many enemies, and she wanted him to help her share the burden so she could escape.
I brought mine too, let's go together.
"Go to hell with your junior brother." Jiang Nan's face turned dark.
I wanted to beat him up as soon as I got to Jiangnan.
The little monk in white was very slippery; he turned and dodged away, leaving a mess of space in Jiangnan.
He's been studying this place for ages.
Jiangnan was clear at a glance, and he walked past it as well.
"Junior brother...hehe, alright, if you don't want to join my Buddhist sect, I won't force you." He smiled sincerely.
“Brother Jiang, you are truly gifted and very suitable to enter my Buddhist practice.”
"Get lost," Jiang Nan said. "You're all fake monks, aren't you?"
“What have they been swindling and cheating over there, or how many graves they’ve dug up? Give me 90% of it, and I’ll let bygones be bygones,” Jiang Nan said.
"Junior brother, you've misunderstood me."
"You still call me junior brother? I'll kill you."
"Wow, Brother Jiang, stop! There's an unparalleled killing formation here..." Zhencheng jumped away again, the space in front of him folding and twisting.
"How's the formation research going?" Jiang Nan asked.
"Still researching it, Brother Jiang. You seem to know a thing or two about this too, why don't you join in?" he said sincerely with a smile. "If we brothers work together, we're sure we can dig up this grave..."
"Hehe, not fellow disciples, but brother, Brother Jiang, okay?" Zhencheng saw that Jiangnan's expression was unfriendly.
"So, you won't die easily?" Jiang Nan asked.
"What do you want to do?" Sincere and wary.
"Be careful, don't hang up. I'll have to hold you down and dissect you for research later."
"Don't get beaten to a pulp, leaving nothing behind," Jiangnan kindly reminded him.
"What do you mean, damn it..." Zhencheng said, suddenly looking up.
Outside, there was boundless killing intent; the sky had collapsed, darkness had descended, and terror and destruction were everywhere.
"Junior brother, no, brother, elder brother... I'm just a half-saint, with small arms and legs. I didn't mean to last time. Who knew those old guys would come chasing after us?" Zhencheng was about to cry. "You can't do this."
"My enemies are alright, but yours... who the hell can stop you?" Zhen Cheng's face turned green.
These are saints everywhere.
Believe in yourself, you can do it.
"If I say you can do it, then you can do it." Jiang Nan smiled, then his figure blurred and disappeared.
Sincerity also continuously throws out a bunch of life-saving trump cards, and even tries to shake the void, or even escape through time and space.
Then everything collapsed, crushing him out, even his trump card was shattered.
There's no way they can escape.
"Wow, seniors, big shots, you've got it wrong. I'm Zhencheng, a simple, handsome, and lovable little monk. That treacherous, cunning, and lewd little devil has already run away... Go after him!"
"Don't let him get away."
"He went over there, hurry and chase after him!"
"The little thief from Jiangnan ran down there."
“That little bald guy deserves to die too, daring to steal from my sacred ancestral grave.”
“I’ve been loitering around my ancestral graves and scouting the area a few times before.”
"My family is the same."
"They snatched my family's little girl and even beat her until she cried..."
"Kill them all."
"Break this place down."