Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1384 - 933 Hot Blooded Sacrifice Star Road_2

Chapter 1384: 933 Hot Blooded Sacrifice Star Road_2

One after another, they jumped out, ran in front of him, and accused him, demanding he stop the revival of Ancient Martial Arts.

What was the reason?

It was because they were afraid!

What a bunch of trash, to reach their level of cultivation and yet fear a cultivation system.

Jiang Chen couldn’t imagine how these people had cultivated to become Quasi-Saints and even Great Divine Transcendents. There were never invincible divine abilities or unbeatable cultivation systems, only invincible people. If they couldn’t understand even that, what dao were they cultivating?

True powerhouses were fearless. Although Ancient Martial Arts was strong, it was nothing special to the truly powerful. A powerful person, even with the weakest cultivation system, could become invincible.

And the weak, even with the strongest cultivation system, couldn’t achieve invincibility.

Like these people in front of Jiang Chen, whose potential had already been exhausted, fear had taken root in their hearts, and they would never advance further in this life. So, offending them didn’t put any pressure on Jiang Chen at all.

...

"Pfft!"

Laughter came from behind Jiang Chen; it was Cai Zhaoji who couldn’t hold it in any longer and let out a laugh.

Behind her, laughter echoed throughout Heaven and Earth, coming from all directions.

The Great Divine Transcendents who were paying attention to the battle were also amused by Jiang Chen’s words and couldn’t hold back their laughter.

As Great Divine Transcendents, they didn’t have many scruples, laughed loudly, and their sneers were not concealed in their laughter.

The laughter of the crowd was like a knife piercing the hearts of these powerhouses, shredding their pride and causing their faces to twist horribly.

Realizing something was wrong, Cai Zhaoji hurriedly stifled her laughter, but it was too late. The strong ones in the sky had already taken notice of her.

How can you say these people aren’t trash when they’re looked down upon by others? Even though they were furious inside, they still didn’t dare to offend those Great Divine Transcendents who were laughing. Instead, they vented their anger on ordinary mortals.

The brave, when angry, draw their swords against those stronger; the cowardly, when angry, strike at those weaker.

"Wretches, daring to cancel us, die!" Someone stretched out their hand, aiming to kill Cai Zhaoji with a single point.

An unimaginable oppressive force enveloped her, shocking Cai Zhaoji into a pale, suffocating state in an instant.

But the next moment, the pressure by her side suddenly vanished, with Jiang Chen standing in front of her, looking at the one who had made a move.

Boom!

In the starry sky, infinite starlight converged, forming a dazzling Innate Divine Thunderbolt that struck down from the heavens.

Amidst the thunderclap, shadowy figures of the Sun, Moon, and Stars manifested, along with the lingering presence of mountains, rivers, and lands. All phenomena of heaven and earth were encompassed within it.

Innate Primordial Divine Thunderbolt, an ultimate divine thunder that emerged spontaneously with the rotation of the Cycle of Stars, wielded the might of Primordial Chaos.

Boom boom boom!

The thunderbolt struck down, and a radiant burst of lightning engulfed the assailant. In a mere instant, it destroyed both his body and his Innate Indestructible True Spirit.

Such was the terror of the Primordial Might, able to slay a mid-stage Quasi-Saint with a single strike.

Near this person, many Quasi-Saints wanted to come to the rescue, but before they could make a move, the battle had already ended.

It was too quick. Before Jiang Chen made his move, who could have anticipated a mid-stage Quasi-Saint being killed by him in an instant?

So naive indeed!

When Jiang Chen said his strength was weak, it was but a humble remark. His current power, while claiming to be unrivaled in the Prehistoric World might be an exaggeration, certainly placed him among the top ten.

"What are called countless in the Prehistoric World who can overcome him," refers to the realm, not strength.

"Ancient Martial Arts is the orthodox of the Human Path!"

"Even if Saints stood before us, the Taoist Ancestors arrived in person, they could not declare Ancient Martial Arts as a forbidden study. What are you all, to dare define Ancient Martial Arts?"

"No one has ever banned Ancient Martial Arts, nor can anyone accomplish such a feat. Don’t think that with a bit of power, you can do whatever you wish. You all still fall far short."

"And moreover, this Heaven and Earth aren’t up for you to control; within Chaos, there are Taoist Ancestors, there are Saints. The Heavenly Realm has the Jade Emperor, the mortal world has me, and the Netherworld has Mother Earth..."

"The vastness of this Heaven and Earth does not afford you the privilege to speak."

Jiang Chen’s tone became increasingly indifferent, and in the eyes of those powerhouses, he suddenly seemed immensely towering, as grand as the cosmos itself, his sacred aura flowing, forbidding them to look directly, shifting their gaze subconsciously away.

Even if the Ancient Martial Arts truly were a taboo, it was not for them to define.

There must be a proper order to things; they were neither Saints nor the supreme beings of Heaven and Earth—by what right could they delineate good and evil for others?

Jiang Chen alone possessed the authority to define the Ancient Martial Arts, for he was the supreme sovereign of Heaven and Earth, recognized by the Heavenly Dao as the ruler of the Prehistoric World.

"Three breaths!"

"I give you three breaths’ time to vanish from my sight. If you do not leave within three breaths, then never leave at all."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen stepped forward, walking towards the crowd’s direction.

"One!"

With the first count, Jiang Chen had left Luoyang City.

"Two!"

With the second count, Jiang Chen had left the Nine States and arrived before the assembly of powerhouses. At this point, they still hadn’t moved, their faces writhing with internal struggle.

They wanted to leave, but having come with such bluster, to now slink away in such an anticlimactic fashion would be utterly disgraceful.

"Three!"

With the third count, the strong figures before Jiang Chen vanished entirely.

Face was important, of course, but it ultimately wasn’t as critical as their own lives; thus, they chose to leave before the third count fell.

"With all races like this, how could they contend with the Human Race? When the new era is firmly established, it will be time for the Human Race to pacify all others."

Watching the retreating figures, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke out.

As soon as the words were out, the backs of those departing froze for a moment, and their shoulders trembled slightly.

Evidently, they were all formidable beings from other races, wishing to turn back and retort, but feeling the almost imperceptible aura emanating from Jiang Chen, they ultimately suppressed the anger in their hearts.

They simply could not defeat Jiang Chen.

"Today, I wish to revive Ancient Martial Arts. Gentlemen, does anyone object?"

After driving away those powerhouses, Jiang Chen, with his hands clasped behind his back, suddenly called out in a clear voice.

Though the sound was not loud, it instantly spread throughout all of Heaven and Earth.

No one responded; even those with dissatisfaction in their hearts would not choose this moment to stand against Jiang Chen and provoke his ire.

Many were well aware that with Jiang Chen’s current momentum, he had the heavens’ support in all his endeavors and could not fail. To oppose him now would be to oppose the prevailing trend, a sure route to a bad end.

Henceforth, even Saints would temporarily avoid Jiang Chen’s sharpness for fear of being harmed.

Those who had confronted him earlier failed to grasp even this and deserved the humiliation by Jiang Chen, becoming a laughingstock throughout the Prehistoric World.

"Now that the Ancient Martial Arts are being reinstated, as the progenitor of martial arts, how can I show no sign of support? With my fervent blood, I shall pave the way for the future of Martial Dao."

Suddenly, the voice of the progenitor of humanity echoed between Heaven and Earth.

The next moment, people saw an elder appear above the divine demon passageway, his presence filled with kindness, love, courage, and integrity.

Although no one had seen him before, at the sight of his face, they felt a surge of blood in their chests, unable to help but exclaim two words: "Suirenshi!"

With these words, everyone understood that this person was the source of the Human Race’s bloodline, the founder of human civilization, Suirenshi.

Then they saw Suirenshi take out a stone knife, slicing open his own chest, allowing his fervent blood to flow out, forming an endless Sea of Blood, staining the entire starry path red.

The starry path bathed in blood did not appear tragic but instead grew more sacred; the starlight mixing with blood essence, the mighty flow of vital energy, turned the path from illusion to reality, creating a true road that exuded an ancient aura.