This was destined to be a victory without any sense of ceremony.
Because Jiang Ke’er knew that even if she won, no one would cheer for her. Waiting for her were only those furious, vengeful blades.
And the only thing she could do was, before those blades descended and before the medicine’s effect wore off, leave as many unpleasant memories for the Human Clan as possible.
Those several thousand grandsons who just cursed at me… I remember you all.
Come to Underworld Province to keep my teammates company.
In an instant, after gathering the scattered souls of Jie Shui, A Miao, and Gan Ruanruan from the center of the arena into her inner world, Jiang Ke’er charged like a madwoman towards the spectator stands.
Yu Wenhua Ji was stunned—he had long been prepared to kill the Bagpipe Squad the moment they won. The Honored Ones were already deployed around him. But before he could even order the Honored Ones to act, Jiang Ke’er had already whooshed into action on her own!
So fast that neither he nor those Honored Ones could react in time!
Qiao Xiaoxian watched the gust of wind that swept over the spectator stands with a bitter smile, suddenly pulling out nine pre-drawn Blood Contract Yellow Papers.
She slashed her wrist and waved both hands, blood arrows shooting out like a high-pressure pump, rapidly filling the blood injection zones…
She actually used the moment when those Honored Ones were focused on Jiang Ke’er to instantly contract the remaining nine unclaimed Grade 8 Artifacts!
She stowed away the temporarily uncontractable Wheel of Reincarnation.
On the other side, including her own Falling Night, ten Grade 8 Artifacts activated simultaneously!
They charged straight at Yu Wenhua Ji!
Yu Wenhua Ji thought Jiang Ke’er was crazy enough, but Qiao Xiaoxian was even crazier.
Money Power was pushed to its absolute limit at this moment! The feat of ten Grade 8 Artifacts activating at once, even with Yu Wenhua Ji and his guards defending with all their might, pummeled them miserably, leaving them no time at all to deal with Jiang Ke’er’s absurd act of slashing through the audience!
As for the single Honored One chasing Jiang Ke’er, that Honored One found to his shock that he, a dignified Honored One, couldn’t keep up with Jiang Ke’er’s speed at all! He could only eat her dust from behind!
Too absurd! She was being suppressed by three major cultivation realms!
Yu Wenhua Ji, furious and humiliated, roared, “Kill them immediately!”
At the same time, from the direction of the Nine Palaces Chamber of Commerce headquarters, several figures with terrifying auras arrived in an instant.
Unlike the Honored One chasing Jiang Ke’er, who held back for fear of harming the surrounding spectators, these figures raised their hands and unleashed explosive, massive Spiritual Power Bombs! They blasted towards all possible directions Jiang Ke’er could move!
Their faces were expressionless. Their only goal was to kill Jiang Ke’er.
“Since you’ve come, don’t think about leaving. You’ve killed so many Dao Seats of our Tribulation Immortal Hall… you’ve danced around long enough.”
Yet Jiang Ke’er only smiled calmly, not even turning her head, directly summoning the Underworld Province Cauldron.
Hiding inside the Underworld Province Cauldron, the Honored Ones’ bombs instantly turned into illusions that brushed past her, unable to cause any damage at all.
After dodging a wave of bombardment, Jiang Ke’er left the Cauldron.
The surroundings were filled with spectator corpses… but, she hadn’t killed them.
With the strength of these Honored Ones, they clearly could have intercepted Jiang Ke’er to reduce casualties, but they didn’t.
Perhaps it was already a habit. Every one of them had more lives on their hands than Jiang Ke’er… In the Cultivator Realm, the strong rose by killing. They never held the slightest pity for the lives of the weak.
But they would demand pity from others.
“Shameless demonic talent! Hiding among the crowd to create chaos! Their deaths are all on your head!”
Jiang Ke’er always thought of herself as a good kid who wouldn’t even curse at someone’s mother, but at a time like this, she felt a strong urge to do just that.
But Jiang Ke’er didn’t speak.
The turbulent currents stirred up by the explosions filled the arena. Jiang Ke’er suddenly realized she could use the smoke and dust to judge the direction of airflow from a distance to some extent.
Well then, let’s play the villain.
A fierce wind once again chased behind her. Ignoring the threats from the Honored Ones in the sky, she swung her sword towards those spectators whose faces she remembered.
Infamy?
Whatever.
I’m the bad guy anyway.
I’m a demonic talent.
I’m a calamity.
I’m the poisoner.
Hmm, there’s really nothing to explain.
Whatever you call me… I’ll just act the part.
The Nebula Dharma Aspect took this opportunity to shimmer and erode behind Jiang Ke’er’s back.
But the Fox Demon Manifestation, unwilling to be outdone, poured all its power into assisting Jiang Ke’er in maintaining high computational power while simultaneously trying its best to repair Jiang Ke’er’s damaged brain.
Jiang Ke’er felt a throbbing pain in her head.
At the same time, her body had reached its limit from prolonged high-speed movement, her joints nearly breaking.
But she still shot through the spectator stands like a streak of light, and then… suddenly leaped up, charging at an Honored One!
She had only one chance.
In the sky, with nothing to push off from, her speed advantage couldn’t be utilized. So, only this initial leap attack could unleash her perfect speed.
And that… was a speed even an Honored One couldn’t react to!
“Take this! My Style·Unique Super Ultimate Move—”
“Ordinary Attack!!!”
All of Jiang Ke’er’s spiritual power was drained in that instant, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long, massive, pale white sword light that slammed headlong into a certain Honored One!
That Honored One didn’t even have time to change his expression before the sword light was upon him.
“Enough.”
A figure flashed instantly in front of that Honored One, intercepting Jiang Ke’er’s sword strike for him.
The sword light split into two halves, flying above and below the Honored One.
The entire circular Divine Land Cup Arena, along with the spectator stands, was brutally torn apart, leaving a gigantic chasm!
That Honored One’s heart pounded with terror, feeling he had truly been just one step away from death! But the opponent was only at the Five Elements Realm!
Jiang Ke’er sighed, looking regretfully at the man before her.
Such a sword strike, yet it was still caught single-handedly by this man.
The man’s sleeve was embroidered with the emblem of the Tribulation Immortal Hall. He grabbed Jiang Ke’er by the neck.
Jiang Ke’er struggled to speak, “Are you… the Third Seat? Second Seat? Chief Seat? Or that old turtle bastard?”
“Second Seat,” the man replied flatly.
Instead of panicking, Jiang Ke’er smiled.
“Soon…”
A fleeting glint of cold light made the man cautiously withdraw his hand. Qiao Xiaoxian, with ten Grade 8 Artifacts floating around her for protection, charged before him.
Among them, the wheelchair artifact disassembled into countless sharp blades!
Qiao Xiaoxian grabbed hold of Jiang Ke’er and fled, darting and dashing towards the arena’s exit.
“Naive… Since you’ve come, how could you possibly escape?” The Second Seat sneered, raising his hand to form a seal.
Around the arena, red light flared!
The glow of a barrier…
“Pfft~”
…fizzled out like a fart.
Qiao Xiaoxian also froze for a moment, looking at Jiang Ke’er in surprise. “Did you do that?”
“Not me,” Jiang Ke’er shook her head, equally puzzled.
“It was me!”
Si Lian’s figure appeared soundlessly behind the Second Seat. By the time the Second Seat heard the voice and his expression changed drastically, it was already too late!
Si Lian’s hand pierced straight through his chest, clutching his still-beating, crimson heart tightly in her palm!
“Silly child,” Si Lian’s eyes were red, clearly having cried hard recently, “How could I possibly let you face this alone!”
Squelch—
Si Lian crushed the Second Seat’s heart with a heavy squeeze.
But that wasn’t all.
Her appearance was like some kind of signal.
In the sky, dark clouds suddenly swirled into a vortex!
The center of the vortex slowly became transparent. The scenery of another world appeared within the vortex, as if a passage to another world had opened.
But that so-called other world was all too familiar to Jiang Ke’er.
Jiangdu City.
Under the sunlight, the golden light reflecting off a city full of armor seemed to forge the city from gold.
Demon Race soldiers stood beneath the Celestial Monitoring Instrument, arrayed in neat formations, weapons gripped firmly in their hands.
They had long been impatient.
They envied Jiang Ke’er, envied the Bagpipe Squad for being able to land every punch and sword strike on the flesh and blood of their enemies, on their arrogant, inflated souls!
“You have defended the Demon Race’s dignity. Now, it’s our turn!”