Familiar!!?

"Sir, you’re joking. This is our first meeting, how could I be familiar?" Ostend’s body stiffened, quickly smiling.

His heart was uneasy, unable to imagine anything.

The Great Spirit’s top assassin, ranked third on the Red List, and the world’s number one killer, Emperor Jiang, would actually be hiding in such a rundown place.....

Moreover, it seems to have some connection with Zhang Ying!? What kind of bizarre link is this?

The Extreme Realm group of lunatics shouldn’t be at odds with the Great Dao Teaching, right?! How did they end up together!?

It’s just... it’s just that Ostend is currently unprepared, otherwise....

Otherwise, he definitely wouldn’t have run to this place!

The former Sect Leader of the Donglin Sect, died at the hands of this madman!

At that time, he was nearby, watching his teacher in the ultimate state, being killed in five moves by this person, dying on the spot.

"Although my memory is poor and I’ve forgotten many things, my intuition is sharp..." Emperor Jiang said in a deep voice, his eyes constantly scanning the opponent.

"Stay, and wait for me to remember before you go."

"No need to insist, sir, I have important matters to attend to. It was just a misunderstanding before." Ostend’s face stiffened, feeling his ultimate state faltering....

"Since it’s a misunderstanding, you should stay. I’ll help you resolve the misunderstanding. It’s said to spare when possible, what grudges can’t be dissolved in this world?" Emperor Jiang said seriously.

He seemed normal now.

"....." Ostend slowly retreated. If his teacher’s entire family wasn’t killed by this person in front of him, he would definitely believe these words....

"Sir...."

"One more step back and I’ll kill you!" Emperor Jiang’s face suddenly changed.

"..." Ostend didn’t dare to move.

Looking at Zhang Rongfang not far away with a cheerful face, he felt a nameless anger but dared not move at all.

Because he knew.

Though both are Grandmasters...

The one in front of him is different....

An Extreme Realm Grandmaster, holding a top-tier magic weapon.

To seriously engage in combat, killing him might not even take ten moves.

’No problem, I’m not afraid of him, I just don’t want to randomly summon the god!’ Ostend comforted himself internally.

After all, once the god is summoned, he’ll lose more and more humanity....

"Did you worship the god?" Emperor Jiang suddenly noticed Ostend’s hand.

"Yes...."

"What’s wrong with the hand?"

"....Sir doesn’t know either?" Ostend was taken aback, glancing at Zhang Rongfang beside him.

"This is Zhang Ying’s doing! He used some method, making my palm unable to heal."

He thought Emperor Jiang would know, but it seems.... he was unaware...

It indicates that the relationship between the two isn’t as close as he imagined!

As he pondered, Emperor Jiang had already approached and grabbed his hand, squeezing and checking.

"It certainly can’t heal....this feeling...." His eyes slowly brightened.

Then suddenly turned to Zhang Rongfang.

"How did you do it?!"

"I don’t know either.... but previously, I discovered that my blood seems to be poisoned..." Zhang Rongfang naturally didn’t dare to speak the truth.

If he revealed that he absorbed the other’s blood, then.... might instantly be branded as a heretic.

By then, Emperor Jiang might turn and leave.

"Poison...?" Emperor Jiang contemplated, stepping slowly before Zhang Rongfang, circling him, observing carefully.

Swoosh!

Ostend seized the chance, turning to flee.

He didn’t want to stay here a moment longer.

This awful place, running into Emperor Jiang indicates encountering other lunatics from the Reverse Time Society!

He knew Emperor Jiang was a top member of Reverse Time Society many years ago.

When seeing a cockroach in the corner, it signifies a nest of cockroaches in the house!

The same goes for the Reverse Time Society’s Righteous Alliance people!

Therefore....

Ostend’s face was solemn, not even dispelling his ultimate state.

For a grandmaster, the ultimate state can be sustained continuously, without much consumption.

But since ultimate forms are usually odd and distorted, grandmasters often don’t keep them on.

Yet now, he dared not deactivate his ultimate state.

Emperor Jiang is the king of killers! The Great Spirit’s number one assassin!

If targeted by him....

Suddenly, Ostend’s expression changed drastically, shifting sideways to evade.

With a swish, he dodged a white dagger stabbing from behind.

"Sir, wait!! I’m just...."

In an instant, blade light like white ribbons flew from behind.

They were slender, curving, gentle, glowing softly, encircling him from all sides, forming a sphere of light.

Emperor Jiang’s silhouette appeared faintly ahead, through the light sphere, holding the dagger, looking up slightly.

"Temporary release, illusion shattered."

"....!!?" Ostend’s instincts erupted in alarm.

His face changed, pores erupted with air streams.

His Four Qi Four Divine Skills unleashed in full force.

’Secret Assassination! Four Divine Empty Kill!!’

Streams of air spurted out from behind him, converging into a huge thrust.

Ostend thrust both palms forward, one above the other, forming a shape akin to a dragon’s mouth, transforming into a white dragon shadow, which fiercely bit towards Emperor Jiang straight ahead.

In an instant, dragon shadow and blade light collided.

Swoosh!!!

Ostend flashed past Emperor Jiang’s side. His face was stiff...

"Such... such a fast blade..."

"It’s just that you’re too weak." Emperor Jiang sheathed his sword, turned to face him. "However, speaking of it, it seems I haven’t encountered anyone who could make me draw my blade in a long, long time...."

"It’s my... honor..." Ostend plopped to his knees with a thud.

A clear blood line slowly emerged on his neck.

Soon, the blood line spread quickly, growing longer and multiplying, then spreading all over his body.

Poof!!

A burst of blood light, and in an instant, Ostend’s entire body exploded in blood, like disassembled building blocks, scattered all around.

His body was sliced into fist-sized chunks of flesh and blood, which scattered to the ground with the blood, staining the ground red.

"!!?" Zhang Rongfang, who arrived just in time, witnessed this scene.

He instantly recalled his previous encounter with Emperor Jiang, and his heart palpitated.

"I think I might have been a bit heavy-handed..." Emperor Jiang watched this scene, stroking his chin.

"Senior... he... he was a Grandmaster...!" Zhang Rongfang couldn’t help but speak.

He had even prayed to the gods!

"I know, I killed many like him before. Back then, there were lots more small sects than now..." Emperor Jiang recalled, "It was way more chaotic back then, Spirit Generals rampant, gods and Buddhas descending, there were quite a few Grandmasters who prayed to gods.

Later... the Flying Spirit Sect suppressed everything, killed many people, many experts, they killed so many that all sects listened, slaughtered cities until the gods and Buddhas lost their followers.... then peace came...."

"..... What kind of era was that...." Zhang Rongfang was awestruck inside.

"That era was like that, utter chaos, masters everywhere, commoners like grass, later the Flying Spirit Sect treated the commoners slightly better, slowly developing and growing, achieving the status of the top sect among the Spirit People..."

Emperor Jiang reminisced, "Then, it led Spirit People to sweep through other forces, absorbing more and more people, and more and more forces. After such a long chaotic period, the people needed stability. And the gods and Buddhas of Flying Spirit Sect needed people to worship them, they somewhat took care of the people, thus.... it became an emergent trend."

"....." Zhang Rongfang was about to ask more, suddenly his peripheral vision caught something.

The chunks of Ostend’s flesh had actually fused back together, soon wriggling to form a robust body with golden hair and purple eyes!

He had actually come back to life!

"!!?" Zhang Rongfang was about to speak up in alarm.

"Restored, just get back up here." Emperor Jiang glanced at Ostend’s hand.

It still hasn’t restored....

"Sir...." Ostend opened his mouth to say something, but upon being glanced over by Emperor Jiang, immediately closed his mouth, not daring to make any more noise.

Now Zhang Rongfang truly realized the gap between him and Emperor Jiang.

Or rather, from Ostend, he finally understood how great the gap was between him and a Grandmaster.

The three returned to the mountaintop.

The mountain breeze blew, dispersing the last wisp of heat.

"Sit down," Emperor Jiang pointed to the ground. "Rarely meet old acquaintances. Talk carefully about what’s wrong with your hand?"

His words were directed at Ostend.

Having been killed once, Ostend dared not move again.

The opponent didn’t use the power of magic weapons, which symbolized he deliberately left him alive.

If he still didn’t know his place... it would be his own death wish.

Immediately, he began to thoroughly describe the changes he just experienced.

Because he himself didn’t know what happened, it just suddenly occurred during the fight.

So everything depended on Zhang Rongfang now.

Emperor Jiang’s gaze shifted to Zhang Rongfang.

Even if his mind is always on Jun’Er, he can realize the importance of this matter.

Especially since Ostend’s palm hadn’t even restored after resurrection!

This signifies that this damage is permanent!

He understood well what this would mean for Reverse Time Society!

"I also don’t know what’s going on, but... my blood indeed has a certain toxicity that can make one’s entire body wither!" Zhang Rongfang answered with a bitter smile.

"Innate!?" Emperor Jiang asked deeply.

"Innate!" Zhang Rongfang nodded, "It’s a special ability that emerged after I practiced the Celestial Way!"

Celestial Way....

If he had heard this for the first time, Emperor Jiang might have laughed it off.

But now it was different.

If this Celestial Way truly could restrain god-praying....

Then its significance was enormous....

"Can you demonstrate it?" Emperor Jiang thought and asked Zhang Rongfang.

"Of course. How to demonstrate?" Zhang Rongfang stood up.

"Try it on him." Emperor Jiang pointed at Ostend on the side.

The latter’s face changed slightly, forcing out a faint smile.

"No worries, it is my honor to demonstrate such a significant matter for sir!"

Zhang Rongfang was speechless, truly worthy of being a Grandmaster, such composure, such cheek, truly worthy of being a Grandmaster!

Immediately, he stood up, walked in front of Ostend, bit a hole on his index finger, then quickly pressed it onto the latter’s shoulder.

Hissing....

Amidst the faint sound.

Ostend’s shoulder started to lose its sheen, muscles shriveled, blood color faded like a small pit hollowed out there.