Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1199 - 838 Criticism from within the Human Race_2

Chapter 1199: 838 Criticism from within the Human Race_2

The next moment, the two separated, and the Yi Clan’s old ancestor was shaken back step by step. His arms, gripping the Innate Spiritual Staff, burst into countless pieces of flesh and blood with "pop, pop" sounds.

"How can he be so strong?"

The Yi Clan’s old ancestor couldn’t believe it as he looked at Jiang Chen. His full-strength attack was already comparable to that of Great Divine Transcendents. Why couldn’t it harm Jiang Chen, and instead, was easily broken by him?

"This is impossible!"

At first, he couldn’t believe it, but then, fear filled the Yi Clan old ancestor’s heart. Jiang Chen was so strong; how could he possibly win? If they continued to fight, he feared he would end up like the One-horned Ancestor.

"Right, it must be the Upper Qing Saints who have taken action. That’s why I can’t defeat Jiang Chen. Flee, I must leave this place, otherwise, even I will be slain by the Upper Qing Saints."

The Yi Clan’s old ancestor was afraid. He couldn’t believe that Jiang Chen could be so powerful; therefore, he increasingly believed that it was the Upper Qing Saints secretly assisting Jiang Chen.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of the Saints?

No longer daring to entangle with Jiang Chen, the Yi Clan’s old ancestor spread his wings and was about to escape into the void, leaving the area.

But just then, Jiang Chen’s next attack arrived. The grand fist light broke through the air with an incomparable majesty, even causing the void itself to stagnate.

If the previous punch was Jiang Chen using his full strength, then this punch’s power had already exceeded his own limits.

In the distant Beijulu Continent, the Cycle Divine Palace awakened from its quiescence, billions of starlights intertwining into countless Star Rivers, winding through the void.

The power of this Divine Artifact, spanning layers of space, poured ceaselessly into Jiang Chen’s body, causing the light of his punch to become even more dazzling and its power to grow stronger, gradually transforming toward the level of Primordial Chaos.

Targeted by this punch, the Yi Clan’s old ancestor felt there was no escape. Knowing he couldn’t get away, he stopped thinking of fleeing and raised the Innate Spiritual Staff to resist with all his might.

However, at this moment, even the Innate Spiritual Staff, a premium Innate Spiritual Treasure, couldn’t withstand Jiang Chen’s punch. In the face of that absolute power, it was struck away, many fine cracks appearing on its surface, and its spiritual light subdued.

"Ah..."

The Yi Clan’s old ancestor roared, struggled, and gave his all, releasing more than a dozen strongest Divine Abilities. His wings flapped repeatedly, the Dao Rhyme of Yin and Yang flowed, merging into one, as if to destruct all beings.

But it was in vain.

Jiang Chen’s punch, powered by the Cycle Divine Palace, would require even Great Divine Transcendents to exert their full efforts, let alone someone at the Great Perfection level of a Quasi-Saint.

Pop—Pop—

In the ensuing sounds of annihilation, the Yi Clan old ancestor’s Divine Abilities and spells, along with the other protective Magic Treasures he had pulled out, were all penetrated. In the end, even his body was blasted apart with a boom.

His Innate indestructible True Spirit tried to surge up and escape, but the fist light was everywhere, like an endless true fire spreading and engulfing his True Spirit, intent on burning it to ashes.

This time, Jiang Chen was determined to kill to establish his authority, so he didn’t mind employing some of his trump cards to swiftly annihilate his adversary.

The One-horned Ancestor was a powerful late-stage Quasi-Saint, while the Yi Clan’s old ancestor was even stronger, having completely vanquished his three corpses and stepped out of the River of Time and Space, a master at the Great Perfection level of a Quasi-Saint.

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Chen would find it difficult just to defeat them, and it would require a great deal of effort, let alone slaying them.

But, to better establish his authority, Jiang Chen chose to resolve the battles quickly. So, when dealing with the One-horned Ancestor, he used the Witch Clan’s supreme treasure, the Duotian Shenfan, and directly collected the One-horned Ancestor’s shattered flesh and True Spirit with this treasure.

The Duotian Shenfan is an Innate Treasure that can isolate inside from outside of Heaven and Earth. Once the One-horned Ancestor was taken in, it was as if he had fallen, so his presence completely disappeared from the outside world.

The Yi Clan’s old ancestor was stronger than the One-horned Ancestor, and to slay him, Jiang Chen utilized the power of the Cycle Divine Palace.

Compared to when he confronted Donghuang Taiyi, the power of the Cycle Divine Palace had ascended another level, receiving an overall enhancement, which allowed Jiang Chen to succeed with one blow and annihilating the Yi Clan’s old ancestor.

Whoosh...

Once again, a strand of purple-black divine light appeared, swept over the scattered flesh and Innate True Spirit of the Yi Clan’s old ancestor, and collected them all.

Suddenly, the purple-black divine light also vanished from sight.

In terms of the power of slaughter, the Pangu Banner in the hands of the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was considered first. Following that, were the Slaying God Spear in the hands of the Demon Ancestor and the Witch Clan’s Duotian Shenfan.

And this wisp of purple-black divine light was emitted by the Duotian Shenfan. The moment the One-horned Ancestor and the Yi Clan Ancestor entered it, their fates were sealed, and they were doomed to fall. Even if a Saint intervened, their ending could not be changed.

"Upper Qing Saint..."

"I am not willing..."

At the moment before the Yi Clan Ancestor was to be taken by the Duotian Shenfan, his Innate Indestructible True Spirit suddenly issued a reluctant thought.

Then, within the Chaos World, the presence belonging to the Yi Clan Ancestor disappeared at an unimaginable speed. At the same time, at the Original Source of Heaven and Earth, the Dao imprint that represented him quickly dimmed and then burst with a "pop."

The Yi Clan Ancestor had fallen!

A formidable Quasi-Saint at the Great Perfection Level had just easily perished.

At this moment, the powerful beings of the Prehistoric World, who were paying attention to this battle, were all shocked. Then, when they thought of the reluctant thought the Yi Clan Ancestor had issued before his death, their expressions grew even more peculiar.

First, they looked at Jiang Chen with uncertainty, then raised their heads to look in the direction of the Golden Turtle Island, out in the chaotic void beyond the world.

The Yi Clan Ancestor wouldn’t have called out the Upper Qing Saint’s name for no reason. Could it be that the Upper Qing Saint really took action?

If that was the case, then everything made sense, explaining why the Yi Clan Ancestor and the One-horned Ancestor fell so swiftly. A Saint’s intervention, eliminating a Quasi-Saint, would that not be easy?

But this shouldn’t be right, even if a Saint stood up for his own disciple, he shouldn’t have done so sneakily. What would direct intervention change?

Moreover, if it were truly the Upper Qing Saint who took action, why hadn’t they sensed anything out of the ordinary? Even more, where were the other Saints to prevent it?

"What are you all looking at me for?"

"Whether I acted or not, aren’t you all clear on this matter? Or are you saying that you are all blind and cannot see anything?"

Out in the chaos beyond the world, the Upper Qing Saint, along with other Saints and many great transcendents from the Mystic Sect, were watching this battle. On seeing them direct suspicious glances at him, he couldn’t help but speak out.

The people of the Prehistoric World might doubt him, but why should those beside him doubt him? If he had really taken action, could he have eluded the gaze of so many?

"Haha, Upper Qing Brother Dao, don’t be angry. It’s all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Everyone laughed it off and withdrew their gazes. Indeed, it was not the Upper Qing Saint who took action, of this they were certain.

It was precisely because of this their shock grew even greater. How could Jiang Chen be so strong, killing a Quasi-Saint as if he were cutting vegetables...

"Duotian Shenfan!"

The Saints had sharp eyes and immediately recognized the Duotian Shenfan, then understood why Jiang Chen was so powerful. Nonsense, holding an Innate Treasure in hand is like possessing a Saint. How could he not be strong?

"Last time Jiang Chen went to the Netherworld, it was indeed not simple; he established contact with the Witch Clan..."

The gaze of the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign suddenly deepened. The stronger Jiang Chen became, the more disadvantageous it was for him. If Jiang Chen was already so powerful, how could his disciples compete with him?

Fortunately, the Slaying Immortal Swords are also Innate Treasures; otherwise, they would truly have no chance at all.

...

"Who?"

After collecting the Yi Clan Ancestor into the Duotian Shenfan, Jiang Chen was about to pursue along the path of Gong Zu’s escape, but at that moment, he suddenly perceived a prying gaze and could not help but frown and ask.

"It’s me!"

"Jiang Chen, you have gone too far."

"Meddling with the myriad clans is one thing, after all, those who die are outsiders. But you dealt with your own people so harshly. Don’t you think that’s a bit too much?"

"They were living beings, living humans!"

As Jiang Chen’s voice fell, a towering figure emerged from the shadows and appeared in his line of sight.