trike, like a scholar's brushstroke, has a touch of elegant and unrestrained artistry.There was a renowned scholar named Xu Fang.Once, they pointed at the mountains and rivers, wielded authority with...Even with a thousand reasons, feigning cowardice, considering the overall battlefield situation... not daring to fight is not daring to fight. Whatever you say is a sign of weakness. The more you say, the more embarrassing it becomes. So the demon army side simply remained silent.

This time, the goal is to fight a protracted war focused on controlling the intensity. It's not worth deploying top-tier true demons just because of Jiang Wang's provocations – during the Shenxiao period, the strength of celestial demons would be even more crucial. The cultivation of top-tier true demons is the key factor in this situation.

As for the three of Qilin, their faces... Cheng Zhen has been around for so many years and hasn't even been able to single-handedly kill Jiang Wang. When they are scolded in the face, all they can do is endure it.

The flag fluttered in the wind, and Jiang Wang quickly flew away from Choulong Bridge, soaring over the civilized basin.

Thinking back to when I was fleeing east and west in the demon world, being chased by Yin Yang of Shenxiao across the heavens and earth. Even with the Fountain of Immortality and the Bell of Knowledge in my grasp, I barely clung to life... Truly, what a difference from today!

To know the truth about the six real demons being slain is a rare occurrence, and in your eagerness, you may very well fall prey to the demons themselves.

Therefore, Jiang Wang chose to leave temporarily.

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He also had no intention of recklessly charging into battle to kill any particular true demon – last time, it was Xiu Yuan who had seized the battlefield advantage, and he had suddenly descended to snatch the opportunity. Now, with so many eyes watching and the Heavenly Demons pressing down on them, if he charged into their ranks, he would find it difficult to get out alive.

Suiming City is located in the heart of the Civilization Basin, it is where the human civilization's fire originated in the Tianyu world.

This grand city, built by the ancient emperor, was constructed around the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons. It was the ancient emperor himself who led his army into the Demon Realm, withstanding the frenzied onslaught of the demon race, inch by inch, without retreat.

The outer walls were engaged in battle, while the inner walls built fortifications. In this inextinguishable blood and fire, brick by brick, Suiming was built!

From the fire of innovation, every inch of land was cultivated with blood, making it so solid. For countless years, the flames of war never ceased, and civilization remained ever-burning, illuminating the fertile plains of our present civilization.

The Gate of Ten Thousand Demons is located in the very center of Suiming City.

That was a gigantic luminous sphere, surging with primordial chaos, suspended high above the solemn altar. It breathed forth azure lightning and violet electricity, crimson flames and ash-grey smoke, and sometimes it would manifest as an ancient and imposing stone gate.

That gate gives one such a vast feeling, that even the entire world of Tianyu can't compare to it.

But Qin Changsheng, who sat at the door like a stone sculpture, was also impossible to ignore.

A saber rested across his lap, a wide-brimmed hat shading his face. He wasn't from a noble family or a renowned school. Because he was frail and sickly as a child, his parents had the simplest hope for him: that he would live a long and healthy life.

He only practiced swordsmanship, specializing in a single sword technique. And in the martial arts-oriented Qin Empire, he forged his own path.

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Jiang Wang glanced at Qin Changsheng, seeing that Qin Changsheng was too lazy to even raise his eyes. He simply pretended not to see him and quickly turned away.

Qin Changsheng's voice rang out behind him: "Impolite!"

Jiang Wang walked even faster: "I have an urgent matter, I'm in a hurry. I will definitely visit Qin Zhenjun next time!"

Qin Changsheng sneered twice: "When the first proud person of the human race came to the Demon Realm, he walked through the main gate of Wan Yao. He walked in grandly under the gaze of all people. How come when leaving, he has to take a back door Could it be that he's afraid of the people from Jing Guo"

Jiang Wang turned without looking back and said, "I just like trying new things!"

All the powerful figures in the world had a secondary entrance on the gate of Ten Thousand Demons, a privilege granted during the reign of Emperor Jingqin.

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That was a high platform in the distance, representing the five gates of Qin, Chu, Qi, Jing, and Mu. Each gate was a phantom light and shadow, suspended above, and one could see its entrance with just a glance.

Jiang Wang glanced at the extraordinarily splendid Chu country gate, then turned and walked into the Divine Rune Honored Mu country's Ten Thousand Demons Gate.

Although I haven't seen Wen Yu yet, it won't affect my visit.

Before the gates of the Myriad Demons, True Man Jiang went to see Helian Yuyi specifically, obtaining a decree from him—this esteemed member of the Great Shepherd Sect and representative of the Shepherd Kingdom in the war against the demon realm, while repeatedly refusing to help Jiang Wang entice true demons, was very enthusiastic about sending Jiang Wang into the grassland.

The initial assessment is subtle, almost imperceptible, and it's over quickly.

Wearing a divine robe and with eyes that seemed bottomless, Tuhu stood not far from the door, his hands resting before him, a smile on his face. Stepping out of the door, they met each other.

This is a solemn hall, with many secret divine script handwritings hanging on the walls.

Jiang Wang glanced back in confusion, but held himself back and didn't ask.

"What, strange" Tu Hu smiled and said: "The Gate of Ten Thousand Demons is right here in Minshi Temple. Don't you know"

Jiang Wang didn't know if the person before him was a human Tù Hú or a divine Tù Hú. He could only sincerely sigh: "High Priest, you have so many responsibilities and work so hard!"

Tu Hu smiled and said, "Maybe you're saying I'm nosy."

"What do you mean" Jiang Wang feigned astonishment. "You're the second most respected person on the prairie to me, I'd be happy if you meddled in my affairs more!"

Tu Hu didn't bother asking who was first, not giving the kid a chance to flatter him from afar. He just looked at him and said, "Cut the crap. What brings Real Person Jiang to the grasslands"

"I come to aid the grasslands border defense, fighting for the billions of subjects of the Great Pastoral Empire!"

"Well said!" Tu Hu patted his hand in approval, looking at him kindly: "For the sake of the billions of people in the Great Pastoral Empire, you should go back first. Our campaign to sweep through the border wasteland has been temporarily halted. There will be no fighting in the near future."

"Well, then..." Of course Jiang Wang wouldn't turn back. He strode out, saying: "It doesn't matter if there's no war. I'll go take a look myself, patrol around. I'd like to be a guard for the human race, check the gaps and make up for the shortcomings of the line between life and death."

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Tu Hu followed suit, encircling him and shook his head. "I'm telling you, it took a lot of effort to leave Tianjing City and return from the Demon Realm after all that running around. Shouldn't you go see your family and friends first, talk about missing each other Why do you have to go to the desolate borderlands You really are destined for hardship, aren't you"

In the capital city of Tianjing, with support from all sides and the Taixu Alliance agreement as proof, Jiang Wangcai was given a relatively fair opportunity to face off against the Six Heavenly Verities. He couldn't let this support be wasted on the ground.

So after killing Ban Xia, his first words were, "Open the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons for me."

He wanted to let everyone know that this was the right decision and that he could handle the support.

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He never felt fairness was bestowed upon him. He trusted in his own strength, confirmed his own efforts, and was also grateful for all sincere support.

He roamed the demon realm, searching for opportunities everywhere. This made the True Monarchs guarding the city of Suiming quite annoyed, and several military commanders of hegemonic nations in the demon realm would feel a headache whenever they saw him...what was his reason

Isn't it to live up to this fairness against the Jing Kingdom

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There are no weaklings or fools. Wherever they are placed, they are respected figures, the backbone of a clan. Everyone knows how difficult it is to kill them. Six True Demons, Six True Immortals, and Six Asuras – their targets are impossible to achieve overnight – but at least he is doing his best to accomplish this, fulfilling his promise.

Jiang Wang didn't say these things.

He looked at the High Priest of Mu Guo, his voice suddenly rising: "I came to the grasslands to visit my relatives and friends, and by the way, kill a few true demons. The grasslands are where my family is, my brother Zhao Rucheng, my sister-in-law Helan Yunyun - I am related to Emperor Mu!"

"Humph!"

A cold snort echoed from outside, and Zhao Ruocheng pushed open the door and said, “Stop with all this nonsense. When you went to Tianjing City for a duel, didn't you even tell me”

Jiang Wang glanced at his face, then lightly jumped behind him, landing on the increasingly beautiful and atmospheric prairie noblewoman.

“Wow!” He greeted her enthusiastically, a radiant smile on his face: “It’s been so long! You look even more beautiful.”

Helan Yunyun pressed her temples, a smile playing on her lips: "Brother Jiang is the first proud son of the Human Race, don't try to coax me with your words!"

Zhao Rucheng chased after Jiang Wang, questioning him: "I got married, am I not your brother anymore"

Jiang Wang's ears seemed to only hear one side, he completely ignored Zhao Ru Cheng and warmly said to Helian Yunyun: "This is the recognition from the first pride of the human race, there is no more beautiful woman on the grassland than you!"

Helen chuckled, her eyes crinkled with amusement: “You say it like that... and I almost believe you!”

Zhao Ruchen stuck close to Jiang Wang, “Jiang Lao San, you’re playing dumb, what do you—”

Helen Yun grabbed him aside, causing him to stumble. "What do you mean, Zhao Rucheng I'm talking to Brother Jiang, why are you always interrupting!"

Zhao Ruocheng widened his somewhat injured peach blossom eyes, staring blankly there. Before the wedding, you Helin Yunyun wasn't like this...

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Helen Yun smiled brightly at Jiang Wang: "Brother Jiang, you've worked hard in the demon world. I've prepared good wine and just slaughtered a spirit beast to welcome you back!"

"Oh. Sister Yunyun is truly hospitable!" Jiang Wang sighed, with a tinge of regret in his voice, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't have the pleasure of drinking this cup."

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"How are you" Helen asked with concern, "Are you injured somewhere in the demon realm Feeling unwell"

"This...this is hard to say, you know, your big brother Jiang doesn't like talking bad about people behind their backs. Forget it, forget it, just go back home, don't worry about my business—" Jiang Wang said, looking at Tu Hu with great distress and embarrassment.

Then Helian Yunyun turned to Tu Hu, smiling and asking, "High Priest"

Tu Hu shook his head and smiled, waving his hand. "Let's go, let's go."

Huo Lianyun was very polite and stepped aside to invite, "Brother Jiang, please go first."

"Hey, come with me. Let's walk and catch up," Jiang Wangyi extended his hand to invite her.

The two of them politely walked towards the palace exit.

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Jiang Wang patted Zhao Ruchen's shoulder, leaving a heavy and meaningful transmission—

“Come on, Xiao Wu.”

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Zhao Ru'cheng raised his hand and slapped, intending to hit his third brother. But he missed... He couldn't help but clench his teeth tightly. Indeed, he had to work harder! He was already trying very hard, but he needed to try even harder!

There are three parts to wine, and the intention is slightly tipsy.

Jiang Wang drew his sword and left Yiyang Palace.

He wouldn't really let himself indulge in comfort. Meeting Xiao Wu, whom he hadn't seen in ages, and seeing how his married life was going, that would be enough.

Even if he hadn't made preparations for the banquet beforehand to accommodate his siblings, he wouldn't have eaten a single bite.

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Life has its own vastness, and the journey through wind and frost never ends.

“Why aren’t you drinking anymore” A person stood not far from the palace gates, wearing a thick, long cloak and a robe, covering themselves completely.

He had probably been standing there for a long time, but only when he spoke did he come into existence. Or perhaps he was just a mark, a landmark before this moment. Now, he is truly powerful.

The members of Taixu Pavilion, Cangming are they.

Jiang Wang's footsteps never stopped: "Three cups of wine, enough to satisfy a lifetime."

"I didn't expect Jiang to have such a poor tolerance for alcohol," said Cang Ming with a smile.

Jiang Wang glanced at him: "My tolerance isn't at the table."

“Where is it” Cangming asked.

"Awake and swallow the vast sea, drunkenly push open the gate of heaven!" Jiang Wang stood up abruptly, walking into the night sky.

Cang Ming pursued, "Jun Hailiang, how do you seek intoxication"

Jiang Wang's figure was gone, but his clear voice lingered, echoing through the long night: "When humans drink wine, how about swords drinking blood To truly kill foreign races is the life of a real person in this world—today we fill golden goblets and wield our blades to the fullest!"

"A man's word!" Cang Ming, who was rarely passionate, said with a hint of fervor: "I shall go with you!"

He then also drew his bow and chased after him closely.

Two real people shuttled through the night, one in front of the other, crossing the prairie. They quickly flew to the line of life and death.

Out of respect for the bloodline that delineates life and death for this human race, Jiang Wang descended. He casually summoned a cavalryman from the Mu Guo army: "Although your superior has certainly been notified, I will reiterate it to avoid any oversights - Jiang Wang will immediately cross the line of life and death to eliminate demons. There will inevitably be disturbances in Bianhuang, so please have the Bianhuang garrison prepare in advance and not be caught off guard."

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The cavalryman roared in response, then lit his torch, brandished its flame high, and galloped away excitedly. Oh, God of the Azure Diagram, the first pride of humankind! The great task is entrusted to me!

Cang Ming fell beside Jiang Wang, stepping on the edge of the last greenfield, calmly looking at the yellow sand ahead.

Jiang Wang gazed into the distance, relying on his past experience to estimate the demonic energy. He said in a low voice, "You arrived just in time this time. To be honest, why are you following me"

“I'm afraid they'll go mad.” Cang Ming stated simply.

Indeed, the border war has been going on for too many years, and the demon race is by no means weak. If we were to injure the demon race, it would be hard to say what might happen. Having a powerful cultivator from the 牧 Kingdom here could help coordinate their military forces, which would be very convenient. Furthermore, they are both members of the 太虛閣, so communication would be smooth.

Jiang Wang nodded, already about to leave, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you starting to wear gloves now"

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At this moment, Cang Ming was slowly reaching out from under his robe with both hands, carefully putting on gloves - a pair of white leather gloves that were incredibly delicate and radiated a holy aura. On the wrist area, there was also an intricate, tiny divine script inscription. It was impossible to decipher its meaning.

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It's rare to see Cang Ming so formal.

"I'm afraid you'll go mad." Cang Ming said.

Jiang Wang had nothing to say. So, he took a step across the line of life and death, flying directly downwards at high speed! His speed was so fast that even the sound of his movement exploded, but all the sounds were absorbed by him.

Out of nowhere, a bolt of lightning struck. A streak of blue light shot from that boundary between life and death, stretching endlessly into the distance.

Before Cang Ming could even finish putting on his gloves, all he saw was a swirling cloud of sand rising high into the air. He couldn't help but activate his spiritual energy, which shimmered briefly before disappearing.

The illusory realm of vast emptiness, the primordial space, where people walk like shuttles.

Although transactions between Tai Xu practitioners are not open, their communication is indistinguishable from reality. Many people are too lazy to leave the house, and three or five friends, thousands of miles away, can gather together in an instant.

Zhao Tiezhu strode down the street, his demeanor arrogant and domineering. —Although his true identity as Huang Sheli had been discovered, before the heavy sum of money he'd spent on their friendship, the sentimental Huang chose to gently sweep it under the rug. Even after becoming a member, he proactively helped cover it up.

How considerate this is!

Although Zhao Tiezhu's money pouch was empty, his courage grew bolder. In this ethereal realm, he had someone to rely on! He was still one of the Nine Pavilions!

He just kept going back and forth, arguing with several people. But even after all that, he still felt unsatisfied, like something was missing.

Until he bought a gladiatorial ticket, watched half a boring gladiator fight, and cursed loudly during the process but received no response, he realized that something was missing.

And what about the people who were spitting with him

Jia Fugui hasn't been in touch for a long time. Half a year ago, he left a letter saying he was going to study in a mysterious place and would have a surprise when he came back. He hasn't appeared since then.

And Shangguan...Shangguan has also been out of touch for about a month.

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Although someone of their status sometimes has to attend to matters, and may not have time to come to the illusory realm for three or five months, this is also common.

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But the three swordsmen of Hongmeng are only left with the most handsome one, which is a bit lonely.

Back in his own space, a place where there was only a meditation cushion and a bamboo desk, even turning around felt difficult. Zhao Tiezhu, who had grown accustomed to the spaciousness of Hua House Building, couldn't help but grumble again. He thought about when Taixu Fantasy Realm could finally be funded with Spirit Stones, he would definitely expand the space generously.

He captured a paper crane, laying it flat on his writing desk. He then picked up his brush, every movement precise and elegant, befitting a nobleman's etiquette. He summoned the most meticulous court official, one known for finding even the smallest flaw, but they couldn't find a single error.

His grandfather had always insisted on his studying from a young age, saying that "a gentleman is like jade," and he held himself to strict standards. Even when no one was around, he sat very straight. With a warm smile, he began writing a letter——

"Shangguan, you turtle son! Where did you get buried, don't even say a word Even when I burn paper, I don't know which direction to face!"

November 1st, pray for a guarantee.ang Linchuan after all!It's absurd, but not entirely unconvincing.At least Jiang Wang couldn't figure out why Zhang Linchuan would lie and say he wasn't Zhang Linchuan."I think I can still remember wh...