Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1661: Chapter 1699: Central Earth Strikes Back

The Heavenly Sword sneered as he took out the unused Small Divine Ring and said coldly:

"Then what is this?"

Eh?

Qiqi’s eyes widened with surprise, "Where did you get that?"

The Heavenly Sword replied with a stern face, "Where else could it come from?"

"Other than your deceitful disciple, who else could it be?"

"He tricked me into believing there were only two Divine Rings in the world, so I spent a fortune to purchase it."

"But just as he left, you, the master, appeared to continue the deception!"

Disciple?

Qiqi opened her small mouth, stammering, "When did I have a disciple?"

"And when did I ever say there were only two Divine Rings?"

Tian Qin’s pretty face was also covered with a cold expression:

"Senior Qiqi, is there any point in hiding like this?"

"Your disciple was forced under your coercion to sell the Small Divine Ring at an exorbitant price."

"Do you think you can deny it with a simple claim of having no disciple?"

Qiqi opened her small mouth wide, wanting to refute, but the Small Divine Ring in the Heavenly Sword’s hand could only have come from her.

After hesitating for a long time, Qiqi asked, "What does my disciple look like?"

The Heavenly Sword huffed, "How would he dare show his true appearance? He was in an Invisibility State, accompanied by a monstrous being of the Heavenly Human Five Declines, plus he sounded very young, like a youth."

Qiqi started counting on her fingers.

Invisibility? Jiang Fan could do that.

A Heavenly Human Five Decline creature? The White Tiger she nearly beat to death? Jiang Fan was there.

A youth? Jiang Fan fits the description.

Has a Divine Ring? Jiang Fan still fits.

Dare to impersonate her disciple? Jiang Fan could do that.

Crafty enough to extort a fortune? This was something Jiang Fan could indeed do.

In summary, it’s Jiang Fan!

Qiqi laughed in anger.

Haha.

"No wonder I’ve been asking around, and no one wants my Divine Rings. So Jiang Fan has already completed all the deals."

"No wonder others look at me with hostility; Jiang Fan has drained their resources dry!"

As she laughed, Qiqi began to tremble all over.

"You little rascal!"

"You do your own business, leaving me with no business to do, fine."

"But you still impersonate my disciple? You take all the benefits, and I bear all the insults!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She was so angry that she nearly blacked out, and she staggered mid-air.

"Jiang Fan! Central Earth’s Jiang Fan!!!"

She screamed skyward, falling into a state of total madness:

"Get out here!"

"Get out here!!!"

On the other side of the battlefield.

Having completed the trade of the twenty-eighth Small Divine Ring, Jiang Fan showed a satisfied smile.

"Today’s business is really good."

"What a huge harvest!"

He traded with the various realms and received countless resources, secret treasures for advancing the Nascent Soul Realm, and powerful medicines to enhance Nascent Soul Cultivation.

He even acquired significant treasures not found in Central Earth, which could help late-stage Nascent Soul Martial Artists perfect their path and increase awakening chances.

Besides, he also obtained the Pill Recipe for a Seventh Grade Great Pill!

Yes, the Pill Recipe to elevate from the Divinity Transformation Realm’s First Decline to Second Decline.

Not only that, but he also acquired numerous ingredients for refining.

As long as he could stably refine the Seventh Grade Great Pill, he could produce them in large quantities.

For the war-torn Central Earth, these precious resources were like a timely rain, able to quickly restore vitality.

"These Small Divine Rings are truly a gift from the heavens."

"Thank heaven, thank heaven..."

Jiang Fan!!!

A faint scream seemed to come from the far end of the battlefield, but it was soon drowned out by the battlefield’s noise.

Jiang Fan lifted his head, listening for a while, frowning slightly: "Was it an auditory illusion?"

"Or is someone thinking of me?"

Shaking his head, Jiang Fan stood up to his full height, gazing out at the vast battlefield.

After this period of war, the Ancient Blood Demon Tide and sixty powerful beings from various realms had engaged in intense battle.

Many Blood Demon Kings were wounded.

At this moment, his attention was drawn to a part of the battlefield.

Dozens of Blood Demon Kings were chasing a person who was Jiang Yitian.

He wasn’t troubled by the Beast Tide’s outbreak; on the contrary, he seemed to thrive.

Due to the dense Beast Tide, when he unleashed his potent poison, a large group of Blood Demon Kings would succumb. Once enough fell, he’d swiftly return to finish them off.

He had only the cultivation of the Heavenly Human Two Declines, yet the number on the crown above his head reached an astonishing 150!

Jiang Fan hadn’t seen many others across the battlefield with a higher number.

Additionally, he noticed that when Jiang Yitian’s tally reached one hundred, a faint fifteen-zhang white pillar of light appeared above his head.

It was visible even from afar.

Looking towards the directions of the Heavenly Sword, Liu Bianhuang, Yun Wanxiao, and Young Master Xiang, the four light pillars grew taller and more brilliant, indicating their increasingly formidable achievements.

The most formidable was Young Master Xiang, whose pillar extended a hundred zhang high, emitting dazzling white light!

He was followed by Yun Wanxiao, whose thirty-zhang high pillar had become solidified.

Young Master Xiang stood unmatched, like a walking pillar of light across the battlefield, leaving death and destruction among Blood Demon Kings in his wake.

His pillar grew visibly!

Jiang Fan looked at the number "4" above his head and suddenly felt a long-absent fighting spirit.

This competitive spirit last appeared during the nine sects’ rivalry with peers on the Continent.

Since leaving the Nine-Sect, few equals remained among his peers.

Watching today as prodigies his age fought across the battlefield, a sense of heroism welled up within him.

He set his sights on the collection of Blood Demon Kings near Jiang Yitian, his gaze suddenly sharp, and laughed:

"It’s time for us from Central Earth to take action!"

In the deep sky.

Inside a majestic floating hall.

On the ground lay a square crystal, reflecting the entire scene of the Ancient Wilderness Hunting Ground.

In the hunting ground, amidst the dense red tide, were several dozen white light points.

Each white light point bore a mark of origin and name, indicating the remaining contestants.

The red tide naturally represented the Ancient Blood Demon Kings.

Some white light points projected pillars of light into the sky, undoubtedly denoting people like Young Master Xiang.

A middle-aged man with a smile, slightly disheveled hair, and unkempt beard reclined on the highest throne of the hall.

On either side of the hall stood Divinity Transformation Realm experts, holding their breath.

Their cultivations differed, but they shared one common trait.

They had all previously overseen the Linlang Hunting.

Among them was Ling Xuzi, who had overseen the Linlang Hunting of Taicang State!

However, his situation looked even more dire than before.

Back then, Ling Xuzi’s Divine Ring was dim, his body decaying with a foul odor, indicating he was already in the state of the Heavenly Human Decline Tribulation.

Now, his decline worsened.

His body continuously oozed pus, and his life force was weak and dull.

He gazed at the crystal projection, at the light point marked "Central Earth’s Jiang Fan," his eyes filled with anticipation.

Standing next to him was a female Venerable of the Heavenly Human Three Declines.

Her Divine Ring was bright, her body exuding a subtle fragrance.

She glanced at Ling Xuzi beside her, frowning slightly:

"Old Ling, did you never tell him that the outcome of the Ancient Wilderness Hunt also affects your life?"

"Only if he wins representing Central Earth, can you, as the overseer of the Central Earth Linlang Hunting, receive rewards and break through the Heavenly Human Decline Tribulation."

Ling Xuzi smiled and shook his head: "Compared to the survival of Central Earth, what is my life worth?"

The woman looked at Jiang Fan’s light point and, noticing the number "4" on it, shook her head:

"But he cannot uphold your hope for Central Earth."

"With only a moment left for the Ancient Blood Demon Tide, no matter how vast his Divine Skills, he can’t turn the tide."