Chapter 138: Thousand Voice Pupil, Myriad Life Art

Jiang Yan couldn’t empathize with these two brothers, but he was deeply intrigued by the Heroic Spirit Abundant Domain they mentioned.

“I never expected the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground to have such a treasure trove for cultivating Spiritual Power. No wonder so many people risk the contamination of baleful Qi to venture in.”

Jiang Yan didn’t think Yuan Tianjiao had done anything wrong.

It was only natural for those with strength to monopolize resources—unfortunately, that privilege was reserved solely for the strong.

But now, Jiang Yan had arrived.

It was time for that tyrant to step down!

“Lead the way.”

One of the brothers hesitated and said, “If we team up with you to defeat Yuan Tianjiao, how about giving us two spots in return?”

Bargaining.

Jiang Yan shot them a cold glance. “Who said I’m teaming up with you?”

“You…”

The two stared at him in disbelief. “Are you planning to burn the bridge after crossing it?”

Jiang Yan shrugged, and the Chaotic Void Domain abruptly expanded.

Countless blades gathered above their heads.

“Lead the way.”

Within the gloomy Domain, two hearts pounded rapidly.

Sweat dripped from their foreheads, and their faces twisted with regret.

They had thought Jiang Yan, who slew the Demon Lord to rid the world of evil, would be a righteous man.

But now it seemed… this guy was even more selfish and ruthless than Yuan Tianjiao!

“Damn it, these Geniuses are always so cold and heartless!”

Yet, those who recognized the situation were the wise. They had no choice but to yield.

“Fine, we’ll take you there.”

Soon, the two brothers accompanied Jiang Yan to a vast valley.

The outskirts of the valley were desolate, barren to the point where not a blade of grass grew. Anyone passing by would likely walk straight past, never imagining that a treasure trove like the Heroic Spirit Abundant Domain lay within.

“Yuan Tianjiao is inside, and… he’s already at the True Intent Realm. Are you really not going to team up with us?”

They tried to bargain once more, only to be met with Jiang Yan’s merciless refusal again.

Helpless, they could only leave.

What if—just what if Jiang Yan and Yuan Tianjiao fought to a stalemate? Could they then seize a share of the spoils?

Holding onto this hope, they turned back as Jiang Yan entered the valley, hiding in a concealed high ground to lie in wait.

“This Jiang Yan is even more ruthless than Yuan Tianjiao. For now, let’s wait for them to fight. Once they’re both weakened, we’ll jump out and give them a scare.”

“Brilliant plan, brother.”

Below, Jiang Yan had already stepped into the range of the Heroic Spirit Abundant Domain.

With a single step inside, he felt his Spirit Platform expand. Whispers of lingering souls echoed in his ears—a strange mix of comfort and chaos.

[System Log Updated]

“You have been attacked by Wraith Essence.”

“Your Spiritual Power has slightly increased.”

“Your Spirit Platform has been contaminated.”

“Your resistance has slightly improved.”

Even without cultivating, his Spirit Platform had already undergone subtle changes. Compared to the faint spiritual energy outside, this place was a world apart.

“Halt! Who goes there?”

Jiang Yan hadn’t taken more than a few steps when he saw a tall, slender man standing ahead.

“Are you Yuan Tianjiao?”

“My name is Meng Xing. State your business directly.”

Meng Xing’s tone was hostile, clearly wary of Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan didn’t think this could be settled through negotiation, so he struck first, unleashing dozens of Saber strikes at Meng Xing.

Saber Qi sliced through the air and descended like meteors.

“Damn it! You have no honor!”

Meng Xing’s pupils contracted as he drew his sword to block.

But with a crisp, shattering sound, the blade snapped, and Meng Xing was sent flying backward from the heavy blow.

After being attacked, he immediately erected a barrier in front of him, absorbing all subsequent damage and barely managing to save his life.

“Senior Yuan, we’re under attack!”

He roared, then lunged toward Jiang Yan.

“As long as I hold out until Yuan Tianjiao breaks through his seclusion, we can join forces to defeat this man!”

Holding onto this belief, he spurred half of his Martial Intent into a sudden burst. A clear sword cry echoed through the sky.

Sword held aloft, descending with a cry!

A massive sword plunged downward, carrying the Martial Intent attack unique to a True Intent Realm expert—truly profound.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the giant sword fall, a layer of Shadow Ink protective Qi shield automatically rising around him.

Boom!

Yet, amid flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder, the long sword screeched incessantly, scraping against the Qi shield and producing sustained sparks.

As the dust settled and the sword’s cry faded, Jiang Yan’s figure slowly became visible.

The protective Qi shield was slightly worn but quickly repaired itself, looking exactly as before.

“What!”

Meng Xing’s pupils contracted violently, and he immediately made a decision.

“Yuan Tianjiao, better you die than me—I’m making my exit first!”

A Phantom Image of a long sword rapidly enlarged, and Meng Xing swiftly leaped onto the giant sword, preparing to flee.

Already soaring into the sky, his face lit up with joy as he arrogantly looked down at the ground.

“Whoever you are, provoking a disciple of the Myriad Pottery Academy will not end well for you. From now on, if you continue to stay in the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground, we will impose a lifetime expulsion on you!”

With that, he fled into the distance.

“Yan Thunder Destruction Slash!”

But then, a piercing roar echoed from the sky behind him. Meng Xing witnessed the most shocking scene of his life.

Boom!

A cloud of blood mist exploded in the air.

“Holy shit! This guy’s gone berserk—let’s get out of here!”

The two brothers watching the battle from the mountain were instantly on high alert and quickly retreated from the area.

“Yan Thunder Destruction Slash!”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Dozens more thunderous saber strikes shot out, instantly obliterating the two in an endless sea of lightning, without even a single cry of struggle.

With the nuisances and opportunists gone, Jiang Yan sheathed his saber and turned his gaze toward a barrier at the center of the Heroic Spirit Abundant Domain.

Inside the barrier, a man sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a hazy, shimmering light. An indescribably profound Aura emanated from his body.

Boom!

An invisible ripple exploded from the man’s body. Jiang Yan frowned slightly, feeling a momentary dizziness in his mind.

Finally, the barrier dissipated, and the man opened his eyes.

He looked at Jiang Yan, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes.

“To actually kill Meng Xing—it seems you have some skill.”

His tone was indifferent, and beneath the surface, his emotions remained calm, showing no significant reaction to the event.

“Unfortunately, Meng Xing died protecting me, so…” Yuan Tianjiao’s voice turned cold. “I must ask you to die as well, to spare me any trouble.”

“Yan Thunder Destruction Slash!”

Saber Qi surged forth, but Yuan Tianjiao deftly dodged it, casting a disappointed glance at Jiang Yan.

“It seems you’ve chosen to make me take action personally.”

He soared into the air, his black-and-white eyes instantly replaced by two dazzling divine lights.

“Thousand Voice Pupil, Myriad Life Art!”

“Martial Intent: Counterfeit Reality!”

“Heavenly Meteor!”

As he spoke, a deep rumble echoed across the clear sky, and a massive meteorite plummeted downward.

Martial Intent!

Jiang Yan hadn’t encountered Martial Intent since his last defeat at the hands of that True Intent Realm senior in the Myriad Stars Tower.

Yuan Tianjiao was the second True Intent Realm opponent he had ever faced.

“Martial Intent capable of disrupting Celestial Phenomena—quite impressive.”

The meteorite scraped against the air, igniting flames as it chased after Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan drew his saber and rose, his Domain fully unleashed as he charged straight ahead.

With a thunderous roar, the meteor collided with the saber blade. Jiang Yan cleaved the rock apart with a single slash, then descended, dozens of streaks of Saber Qi following in his wake.

“Thousand Voice Pupil, Myriad Life Art.”

“Body Control!”