Chapter 1924: Chapter 1967: Obstruction
In other areas, she might only be guessing.
But the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquisâs pursuitâJiang Fan absolutely wouldnât be wrong about that!
The Netherworld King said, "Zijiang, I told you, I saw his corpse."
Princess Zijiang laughed. "Is the corpse still around now?"
The Netherworld King hesitated for a moment and said, "It was taken by the Sleeping Emperor."
"And where is the Sleeping Emperor?"
"He should be hiding somewhere, finishing digesting the treasures on Jiang Fanâs body, right?"
"âShould beâ? Hahahaha..." Princess Zijiang shook her head, smiling, and said:
"The Sleeping Emperor wonât be coming back. Heâs already died at Jiang Fanâs hands!"
What?
The Central Emperor showed a look of shock. "Youâre certain?"
After the sneak attack in Central Earth, Sage Yun He had already lost his physical body; the Heavenly Realm had lost a Sage Realm combatant.
If they lost another Giant Emperor, the loss would be far too devastating!
Princess Zijiang clasped her hands behind her back, certainty filling the giant vertical eye on her forehead:
"Donât doubt it! Heâs definitely dead!"
The Central Emperor said, "This matter is no small thing. Donât make such absolute statements without evidence."
Qingyun Liuxian said in a deep voice, "The Giant Emperor possesses an almost indestructible body. Even if Jiang Fan were still alive, he couldnât kill him!"
Princess Zijiang said, "You people understand Jiang Fan far too little."
"An ordinary Divinity Transformation Realm canât kill a Giant Emperor."
"But he absolutely can, because he has a complete Angel Blade. Killing a Giant Emperor would be a breeze!"
What?
Only then did the Central Emperorâs expression turn truly grave; even his voice grew gloomy. "Youâre sure Jiang Fan isnât dead?"
"Iâm certain!"
Princess Zijiang looked toward the Netherworld King and continued, "Remember that spear strike from the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis?"
The Netherworld King said, "Of course I remember. The target was me; it almost dragged Jiang Yitian down with me."
Princess Zijiang shook her head. "That blow wasnât about killing you; it was meant to kill Jiang Yitian!"
"More precisely, to kill Jiang Fan, who had transformed into Jiang Yitian!"
"Because, on Jiang Fanâs forehead, there was a brand left by the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis!"
Bang, bang!
At that last sentence, the Giant Emperor and the Inferior Sages all sprang to their feet.
Even Qingtian Liuxianâs eyes burst with sharp light:
"Before the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis kills a predetermined target, he indeed leaves a âdeathâ brand on that person."
"In that case, his sudden appearance over the Heavenly Realm and his strike at the Netherworld King make perfect sense!"
Everyone simultaneously turned to look at the Netherworld King.
The Netherworld King had recruited Jiang Yitian, taken the blame for him, and even withstood a Blood Spear strike.
In the end, Jiang Yitian turned out to be the Jiang Fan he most wanted to kill!
"Heh-heh... heh-heh-heh..."
The Netherworld Kingâs shoulders shook; he laughedâlaughter born of extreme fury.
Especially when he thought of how heâd taken that Blood Spear strike for Jiang Fan, felt full of guilt toward him, and even specially compensated himâhe laughed so hard his whole body trembled.
"Hahaha, hahahahahaha..."
"Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan! Hahahaha!"
"My good brother! You really worked me over!"
The Netherworld King suddenly let out a roar; his golden pupils turned blood-red like a crimson moon, and a chilling killing intent erupted all over his body:
"None of you move. Iâm going to kill him with my own hands!!!"
Boom!
Roaring, his massive body leaped forward, springing toward Jiang Yitianâs cave abodeâno, toward Jiang Fanâs cave abode!
Staring at the tightly shut stone gate, he kicked it to pieces and shouted:
"Jiang Fan! Come die!"
However, there was no one inside the stone gate; even the ten beautiful female Asura were nowhere to be seen.
"Where is he?"
The furious Netherworld King snapped his gaze around and discovered that not far above the Royal Court, Jiang Yitian had an arm around a female Asura, with another seven or eight clustered around him.
They were laughing and chatting as they flew into the distance.
With a single glance, he recognized where Jiang Yitian was headed.
It was the only nearby weak point in space, which a One Calamity Realm expert could slice open.
"Hmph! Trying to run?" The Netherworld King immediately realized Jiang Yitianâs intent. With a tap of his toes, his body shot out as if by Instantaneous Movement.
The laughing, chatting Asura women were instantly scared into scattering in all directions.
The Netherworld King Instantaneously moved to the front of Jiang Yitian, his terrifying fist wind smashing fiercely toward him.
He had thought Jiang Yitian would dodge, but the latterâs face went slack with dullness, letting the punch land squarely on his body.
With a muffled puff, his body was smashed open on the spot; toxic blood spurted wildly, and his eyes dimmed to lifelessness.
The No.1 Shadow Guard mask on his face also fell off, revealing Jiang Fanâs real face.
"It really is Jiang Fan!"
The Netherworld Kingâs rage-twisted face was full of shock, but sensing that Jiang Fanâs life had vanished, he looked at his own fist in puzzlement:
"He died that easily?"
Swoosh, swoosh, swooshâ
The Giant Emperor and the Inferior Sages all flashed over as well.
Seeing Jiang Fanâs true face on Jiang Yitianâs features, they all showed looks of surprise.
Yun He Li Xian laughed in anger. "I was wondering why Jiang Yitian was so displeasing to this old man. So he was that little beast Jiang Fan all along!"
"Well killed, well killed! Hahahaha!"
The Central Emperor stared at Jiang Fanâs face, his expression dark. "So it really was him!"
"And we actually let him slip into the Heavenly Realm right under our noses, outrageous!"
Yun He Li Xian stroked his beard and said, "We have to thank Princess Zijiang for promptly yanking him out, or weâd still be in the dark."
"Fortunately, this time heâs truly dead."
However, Princess Zijiang was staring at Jiang Fanâs Poison Body, shaking her head slightly:
"Someone who can be killed this easily absolutely canât be Jiang Fan!"
"At least, not his true body!"
Her gaze swept around them, but aside from themselves in the sky, there were only a few panicked Asura women fleeing in all directions.
Princess Zijiang hadnât paid them much attention at first.
But when she noticed two of the Asura women running toward the nearby weak point in space, her heart jolted.
"Those two Asura women are suspicious!" Princess Zijiang immediately warned.
Swoosh, swoosh, swooshâ
Everyoneâs eyes instantly turned in that direction, and they immediately realized the pairâs behavior was strange.
Yun He Li Xianâs eyes flashed with sharp light as he stared at the female Asura on the right, the one in a purple long dress, and cried out:
"She has a problem!"
"There are traces of an Illusion Technique on her. Stop her!"
The Central Emperorâs pupils contracted slightly, and he struck out without hesitation.
But Qingtian Liuxian moved first. Narrowing his eyes, he sneered, "Heh-heh, let me handle this."
"As a man of his homeland, Iâm sure heâd rather this Virtuous one see him off on his journey!"
The Moonlight Sword he used as a walking stick suddenly slashed forth.
A thousand-zhang sword light cleaved into the purple-clad Asura woman; with a miserable groan she turned into a mist of blood.
From the blood mist, a multicolored longsword slowly emerged.
It was none other than the Thousand Illusion Sword.
"The Sleeping Emperorâs Thousand Illusion Sword!" The Central Emperor grabbed the Thousand Illusion Sword across the air with one hand, his face dark. "The Sleeping Emperor... has truly fallen!"
"Jiang Fan! Your death wouldnât even begin to pay for this!"
The Giant Emperor and the Inferior Sages were all alarmed as well.
Not even during the Ancient Giantsâ great war had a single Giant Emperor fallen; yet in this time of peace, one had actually been killed by Jiang Fan!
Yun He Li Xian said discontentedly, "Qingyun, that sword of yours made it far too easy for him!"
"That little beast should have been chopped into eight pieces!"
While everyone was noisily lamenting the Sleeping Emperorâs fall, only Princess Zijiang narrowed her eyes.
She still held to her earlier judgment.
Someone who could be killed so easily would not be Jiang Fan!
Just then, she suddenly noticed that Qingtian Liuxianâs earlier strike hadnât only killed the purple-clad Asura woman.
It had also, unintentionally, opened a thin, long spatial rift.
And the other female Asura who had gone to the weak point in space along with the purple-clad one was flying toward the rift, a sack clutched in her hand.