Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1206 - 842 Races that Only Know How to Blame_2

Chapter 1206: 842 Races that Only Know How to Blame_2

"And at its core, there was an immortal brilliance flickering, that was Dao light, immortal light, indestructible light."

"Bathed in the radiance of immortal Dao light year-round, even a pig would be able to cultivate to the realm of an Innate Dao Monarch."

"Indeed, being ranked among the top ten among myriad races means none is simple; each one has a profound foundation."

Gazing at the Light Realm before him, Jiang Chen felt deeply moved. Although this place was far from comparing to the Human Race’s Ancestral Land, when looking across the entire Three Realms, it still ranked as a top-tier Cave Heaven Blessed Land with very few equals—a truly rare and excellent locale.

In the Light Realm, although the Light tribe had set up a grand formation to prevent outsiders from prying, their formation was too weak to stop Jiang Chen’s gaze. With just a glance, he had seen through its entirety, leaving no secrets hidden.

"Light Ancestor, you move quickly indeed; to summon so many helpers in such a short amount of time."

Jiang Chen did not rashly enter the Light Realm but stood outside, smiling as he shouted toward the inside.

What he saw was clear; the current Light Realm was akin to a dragon’s den and a tiger’s lair, filled not only with the Light Ancestor but also five or six peers of the same caliber and more than ten Quasi-Saint level experts.

Combined, these experts amounted to over twenty Quasi-Saints—a force not even a Saint could afford to ignore.

Confident as he was, Jiang Chen did not have the arrogance to believe he could take on twenty Quasi-Saints by himself.

Truly, one-on-one, none of these experts would be a match for Jiang Chen, but in a life-and-death battle, who would talk about fairness? The strategy was to use every means available—joining forces rather than fighting alone was a given.

Moreover, the real fear was not over twenty Quasi-Saints joining forces, but them forming a formation.

Formations truly are miracles of this world, allowing the weak to possess the power to contend with the mighty.

Over twenty Quasi-Saints joining forces to form a formation would be a dire situation even for Great Divine Transcendents, who, once trapped, faced an inescapable downfall. United, their power was sufficient to slay Great Divine Transcendents.

Knowing full well that a trap lay ahead, Jiang Chen naturally would not foolishly leap into it.

"Human King, you’ve gone too far!"

Seeing that their intentions had been exposed by Jiang Chen, the Light Ancestor and others no longer pretended but directly dismissed their disguises and stepped forward, berating Jiang Chen to his face.

"What wrong did the One-horned Ancestor commit? What wrong did Ancestor Yi commit? Both have greatly contributed to Heaven and Earth; merely for criticizing you, they suffered your venomous hand, meeting their demise in both body and soul."

"Jiang Chen, do you hold even an ounce of reverence for this Heaven and Earth? If you did, how could you dare to stain your hands with the blood of its meritorious servants?"

The Light Ancestor stepped forward, speaking with an air of righteousness, as if Jiang Chen’s slaying of the One-horned Ancestor and Ancestor Yi was a crime heinous beyond forgiveness.

No, it wasn’t as if—it was indeed so.

Jiang Chen indeed bore guilt for killing the One-horned Ancestor and Ancestor Yi, an indisputable fact, and one Jiang Chen himself could clearly sense. After he had killed them, the sin energy in him surged at a fearsome rate.

In just that short span, the nine Sin Treasure Wheels behind Jiang Chen had nearly doubled in power, almost equaling the Merit Gold Wheel.

This was not good news for Jiang Chen; if the power of the Sin Treasure Wheel overtook the Merit Gold Wheel, his multitude of sins would immediately be perceived by the Heavenly Dao, and a terrifying heavenly punishment would descend upon him.

However, gaining such an immense sin energy after killing the One-horned Ancestor and Ancestor Yi was indeed beyond Jiang Chen’s expectations.

But upon reflection, it made sense; after all, the two were individuals who had contributed to Heaven and Earth, aiding the Heavenly God in quelling the Fierce Beasts’ chaos, with considerable merit attributed to their names. Jiang Chen killing them naturally incurred guilt, earning sin energy was an inevitable consequence.

"By this logic, if I wish to refine the Sin Treasure Wheel to complete fruition, there’s no need to devastate heaven and earth—I just need to slay Quasi-Saints or even Great Divine Transcendents."

"In these times, those who can manage to cultivate to the level of Quasi-Saints, who doesn’t have ample merit? The higher their cultivation, the more merit they possess, an inevitable truth."

"After the Taoist Ancestors achieved unity with the Tao, those without merit found it more than a hundred times harder to cultivate to the realm of Great Divine Transcendents,"

Those who killed beings who had acquired merit could gain karma, and this allowed Jiang Chen to see a shortcut to quickly refine his Sin Treasure Wheel to full completion; similarly, the Duotian Shenfan needed to kill to restore itself, making these two paths overlap.

In other words, Jiang Chen did not need to do anything in particular; he just needed to methodically repair the Duotian Shenfan, and in doing so, naturally he would be able to refine the Sin Treasure Wheel to a high level of accomplishment.

"Spare me the superfluous talk. What will your Ten Thousand Races do? Whether or not the One-horned Ancestor and the Winged Ancestor should have been killed, I have already done so, what can you do about it? Expect me to give their lives back?"

Jiang Chen did not dwell on this with the Light Ancestor; at their level of strength, who did not have merit? While it is important, sometimes it is of no significance at all and does not prevent one’s death.

If those with merit could not die, then there would not have been so many strong beings meeting their end in the Prehistoric World.

"You..."

The Light Ancestor and the others were left speechless by Jiang Chen’s words.

Indeed, regardless of whether someone could be killed, now that it has been done, what could they do? It was certain to blame Jiang Chen, but expecting him to atone for killing the two was clearly impossible.

As the Human King, how could he compensate the Ten Thousand Races with lives? Should the dignity of the Human Race be abandoned? Even if Saints were to come, they would not dare to make such a claim; it would be tantamount to an endless feud with the Human Race.

If he could not compensate with lives, what then?

The Light Ancestor and the others thought for a moment and suddenly realized a sad truth: even though Jiang Chen had killed the Winged Ancestor and the One-horned Ancestor, they were helpless against him. Besides accusations, there was no other course of action.

This is the helplessness of weaker races; the weak do not have a voice. The Human Race is strong, the Ten Thousand Races are weak, and if the Human Race oppresses them, they can only endure it.

"Enough, Human King!"

"Let’s call it even with this matter, how about that?"

A being who looked indistinguishable from the Human Race stepped forward from behind the Light Ancestor and spoke to Jiang Chen.

The grand Light Realm had only one Quasi-Saint, the Light Ancestor. As for the strong beings behind him, they were the elders of other races from the Ten Thousand Races alliance, who had come specifically to back the Light Ancestor so they could unite their strength and expel Jiang Chen.

There was no other choice; the strength of the Ten Thousand Races was not a match for the Human Race. Even the Celestial Race, ranked first among the Ten Thousand Races, was no match for the Human Race and could be easily annihilated.

Hence, under the suppression of the Human Race, the Ten Thousand Races had to unite and form an alliance to jointly confront the Human Race. It was for this reason that the Ten Thousand Races barely possessed the power to stand against the Human Race.

The pact of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance was mutual support in times of distress; that is, regardless of which race the Human Race attacked, the other races should immediately come to their aid upon hearing the news, to prevent the targeted race from being annihilated by the Human Race.

After the formation of the alliance, the effect was clear; it had been a long time since the Ten Thousand Races had faced the extinction of any of their kind. However, today, after years of peace, the Ten Thousand Races suddenly faced another crisis of extinction.

Before the other elders of the Ten Thousand Races could react, Jiang Chen, with the swiftness of lightning and too fast for ears to perceive, successively slew the One-horned Ancestor and the Winged Ancestor, severely weakening one side of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

And after killing these two, Jiang Chen was not yet satisfied and chased into the Light Realm, intending to exterminate the Light Ancestor as well.

How could the experts of the Ten Thousand Races bear this?

The deaths of the One-horned Ancestor and the Winged Ancestor had already dealt a heavy blow to the Ten Thousand Races; if the Light Ancestor were to die as well, it would be an unbearable agony.

If Jiang Chen were allowed to continue killing like this, with the experts of the Ten Thousand Races decreasing one by one, how could they continue to stand against the Human Race? It would be better for the Ten Thousand Races Alliance to just disband.

Therefore, barely having escaped back to the Light Realm, when the other races’ elders received the news, they rushed over one after another.