Chapter 251: Chapter 250: Grandmaster Jiang Is the Number 1 Prodigy of the Same Generation
At the moment of his death, Feng Li felt like a blade of grass in a gale—utterly helpless, a sense of powerlessness surging from the depths of his soul.
Even though he was a peerless prodigy on the verge of the Peeping Dao Realm, with a track record of killing a Human Race Grandmaster from a lower realm, the Grandmaster he now faced was anything but ordinary, and this was no common battlefield.
Though Jiang Qiu was only at the Initial Tier of the Peeping Dao Realm, his Twin Celestial Realm Cultivation Technique exuded a pressure nearly equivalent to the Dao Entry Realm. As the deadly Spear Intent descended, raging flames from all directions dispelled the cold currents. Feng Li’s Spirit Charm was thrown into chaos and his senses were scrambled, leaving him unable to discern the source of the killing intent.
SWISH—
Not until the Dragon Roar Spear Intent tore through the air, shattering his gale barrier, did countless motes of flame erupt from within his body. He was blown to pieces like a bomb, furious flames surging toward the sky.
The spectating experts were still reeling from the shock.
"..."
Cangyuan’s body had already begun to merge with the spatial rift he’d opened, his figure gradually vanishing into the vortex. But his wide, trembling eyes revealed he still hadn’t fully processed what he’d just seen.
’The mission Lord Chen gave me has failed. I couldn’t block Jiang Qiu’s attack. Feng Li, the greatest genius of the Kunlun Demon Clan, is dead.’
’Dead...’
In the blink of an eye, Cangyuan and the rest of the Kunlun Demon Clan had vanished from the Northern Boundary. But the fragments of Feng Li remained, raining down upon the earth below.
"HISS—"
Following a collective, sharp intake of breath, the wary gazes of the experts from every faction converged on Jiang Qiu’s face. Their Grandmasters discreetly pulled their own prodigies further behind them.
If even someone as strong as Cangyuan couldn’t block Jiang Qiu’s Spear Intent, few among them dared to take that gamble.
They all faintly sensed the pressure of a Realm emanating from him—this was not the kind of power a normal Peeping Dao Realm expert should possess.
Moreover, with that cast Dragon Form, he could likely even fight a Dao Entry Realm expert and match them in physical might.
The leaders of some factions were only at the Initial Tier of the Dao Entry Realm; facing such an aura, they couldn’t help but swallow nervously and tremble with trepidation.
Even Zhu Weiyi, standing guard by Jiang Qiu’s side, stared wide-eyed, casting a surprised glance at him and sighing inwardly. ’Cangyuan’s physical body is terrifyingly powerful, yet he couldn’t block that Spear Intent. What kind of heaven-defying fortune did he stumble upon in the Secret Realm?!’
The moment the Spear Intent had pierced through Cangyuan’s body to lock onto Feng Li, he had been shocked beyond measure. Now that the battle was over, he was simply speechless.
SWISH—
Suddenly, spatial vortexes opened one after another. Without so much as a word, the other Demon Race factions began leading their people and fleeing the Northern Boundary.
After all, humans and demons could never coexist. A fragile peace was only possible when they were locked in a stalemate.
But now, even the mighty Kunlun Demon Clan had retreated, their top genius slain. Staying behind would just be asking for trouble.
Given Jiang Qiu’s menacing aura, as if he were picking out demons to execute, what if their own prodigy had offended him inside the Great Secret Realm? Wouldn’t they be completely done for?
’Flee now, think later!’
As the demons fled, the human factions began making their own plans. One by one, they politely congratulated Jiang Qiu on his victory in the Chosen One’s Contest, his Dragon Body Casting, his ascension to the Peeping Dao Realm, and his slaying of Feng Li from the Kunlun Demon Clan.
"Truly a heaven-blessed prodigy. With Grandmaster Jiang here, the crisis facing Xia Country might just be resolved."
"Everyone says that Demon King Chen of the Kunlun Demon Clan is the reincarnation of an Ancient Demon Emperor, but I’d say Grandmaster Jiang is every bit his equal."
"Grandmaster Jiang, Grandmaster Zhu, we shall take our leave. Now that the Great Secret Realm has concluded and our people are out, we’ll be on our way. Farewell."
"Farewell."
The leading Grandmasters of the major factions all cupped their fists in salute. Looking kind and benevolent, they departed the Northern Boundary with broad smiles, their own peerless prodigies in tow.
The only exception was Archbishop Airey of the Western Church. His face was cold, his gaze fixed and vacant as if he were senile, yet he still managed to force out a few raspy words of praise. "Congratulations. Grandmaster Jiang can truly be called the foremost prodigy of his generation..."
Jiang Qiu glanced at the archbishop’s old face, his gaze then falling upon the blond-haired Yu Ri behind him. His expression was impassive, his eyes as deep as an abyss.
THUMP~
In that instant, Yu Ri’s heart lurched. The very blood in his veins seemed to shudder, as if an ant were facing a True Dragon.
During his twenty years in the Northern Boundary, he had targeted Jiang Qiu and even plotted with the Demon Race of Cold Heaven Cliff to annihilate the North Snow Tribe. The tribe members themselves hadn’t initiated the conflict; their role was mainly to "clean up."
’The grudge for destroying a tribe shouldn’t be that big a deal,’ he reasoned. ’What peerless prodigy would grow attached to a bunch of primitives from some savage world? Still, it was a fact that my actions hindered Jiang Qiu’s progress.’
’And that’s not even mentioning how I was the one who initiated a fight with him later at the North Sea Palace during the ancestral inheritance...’
Recalling these events from the Secret Realm, Yu Ri—a candidate for Saint Heir of the Western Church since birth, a man who had never known defeat—felt fear creep into his heart. In that moment, he was terrified that Jiang Qiu would open his mouth and say his name.
SWISH—
Sensing their Saint Heir’s body trembling slightly, the eighteen surrounding Golden Armored Church Knights, all at the Peeping Dao Realm, spontaneously raised their shields. They formed a protective barrier around him, guarding against threats from all directions.
Archbishop Airey’s eyelid twitched. Stepping in front of the formation, he waved his hand to open a spatial vortex and hurriedly led his people away, not daring to linger a moment longer.
Of all the factions present, the Western Church undoubtedly possessed the greatest combat strength. Their eighteen Golden Armored Knights had earned a formidable reputation through bloodshed.
A Great Secret Realm had once emerged in the West. Like Kunlun and Sang Island, it should have given rise to a powerful Demon Race and produced a Demon King to unite the Western Demon Clan.
Ultimately, however, the Great Secret Realm was suppressed by the Western Church. Rumor has it the Demon King himself was beheaded!
In the current state of the world, Xia Country was under attack from two fronts and could barely defend itself. The other top factions were all plagued by surrounding Demon Race forces to varying degrees. The Western Church’s domain was the only true sanctuary left for the Human Race.
’Even if I don’t know the full extent of the world’s recent changes,’ Jiang Qiu thought, ’I know that before we entered the Great Secret Realm, the Western Church was always the strongest power in the West. They just lacked a major Demon Race threat nearby, giving them fewer opportunities to display their might. They couldn’t have been much weaker than Xia Country; we were probably on equal footing back then.’
’It’s true that I can’t kill Yu Ri right here in front of Archbishop Airey just because of what happened in the Northern Boundary. That would certainly offend the Western Church, which would be bad for Xia Country.’
’Of course, with the home-field advantage I have here, it would be easy to destroy Yu Ri’s physical body. I doubt Archbishop Airey could stop me.’
’But there’s something strange about the Western Church. Their path of Cultivation is especially unique. It’s said the Sun God they worship protects their souls, so a complete kill might not be possible.’
’But, if I truly want him dead, he will die sooner or later.’
Withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Qiu looked down upon the thawing, snow-melted lands of the Northern Boundary as a curious thought sprouted in his mind. ’Why does the Northern Boundary feel so different from other Secret Realms?’
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