I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

However, Zhunti did not expect that Jiang Wang's teleportation would also sever the Seven Treasures Tree's lock.

When Patriarch Bodhi arrived at Flower Fruit Mountain, he found only an empty mountaintop; Jiang Wang had long since vanished.

He held the Seven Treasures Tree, his brows furrowed, and muttered to himself, "Master, where exactly did Jiang Wang go?"
Why can't even Myo-ju sense it?

Heavenly Court, Peach Garden.

With a flash of golden light, Jiang Wang's figure appeared from the void.

He looked around and saw that the peach trees in the garden were lush and the peaches were crystal clear, emitting an enticing fragrance.

The garden was shrouded in ethereal mist, its spiritual energy so rich it was almost tangible. Several patrolling celestial soldiers, spears in hand, strolled by casually.

A hint of mockery flashed in Jiang Wang's eyes as he shouted, "Freeze!"

He raised his hand and pointed, causing ripples in the void, and an invisible force instantly enveloped the entire garden.

Heavenly soldiers, celestial maidens, and even the birds and beasts in the garden all froze in place, like sculptures.

"The peaches of immortality in Heaven are indeed as good as their reputation."

Jiang Wang stepped forward slowly, his gaze sweeping over the peach trees, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Since we're here, how can we not take something with us after all this trouble?"

With a thought, dozens of clones appeared behind him, each looking exactly like him and exuding the same aura.

These clones, like locusts swarming across the land, rushed towards the peach tree with incredible speed, picking only the ripest peaches.

Jiang Wang stood leisurely to the side, his hands behind his back, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

"These peaches must be of the quality that ripens only once every three thousand years. If I refine them all, it will be enough to advance my cultivation level again."

Jiang Wang murmured to himself, the image of the Jade Emperor's expression upon learning that the Peach Garden had been looted flashing through his mind. "Tsk, the Jade Emperor's old face must be turning purple with rage, right?"

The clones moved extremely quickly; in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, most of the ripe peaches in the garden had been picked.

Jiang Wang waved his hand, and all his clones returned to his main body. In his hand, there was a storage ring, which was full of crystal-clear peaches.

He nodded in satisfaction and was about to leave when he heard a whisper in his ear.

"Senior Brother Xuandu, I heard that Feng Meng has clues about the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique. The Jade Emperor has ordered a thorough investigation. What do you think about this matter..."

His voice was clear and resonant, tinged with respect.

Jiang Wang's heart skipped a beat. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that behind a peach tree not far away, Grand Master Xuandu was talking with a Taoist in a green robe.

Xuan Du had a gaunt face and deep eyes. Upon hearing this, he said indifferently, "Feng Meng is just a rogue cultivator. How could he possibly comprehend the profound Nine Revolutions Profound Technique?"
However, since the Jade Emperor has given the order, we must investigate the truth.

The Taoist in the green robe whispered, "But if it really is Jiang Wang who obtained the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, I'm afraid..."

"Jiang Wang?"

Xuan Du's eyes flashed, and his tone became colder. "If it really is him, humph, how dare a mere transmigrator covet such a supreme method?"

If this is verified, he will be utterly terrified!

Jiang Wang, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.

The secret of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique has been discovered by the Heavenly Court, and even by "time travelers."

All three words have been revealed!
His mind raced, and a murderous intent rose within him: "Feng Meng... it seems this future threat must be eliminated immediately, otherwise, I, Jiang Wang, fear I will never have peace!"

He moved swiftly, silently approaching the two, his palm condensing spiritual light into an invisible sword aura, exuding a chilling killing intent.

Xuan Du seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head, shouting, "Who!"

Jiang Wang sneered, his figure suddenly appearing, his sword energy like a rainbow, piercing straight at Xuan Du: "Grand Master Xuan Du, today I will use you as my first target!"

Xuan Du's expression changed, and he raised his hand to summon an ancient bronze mirror. The mirror shone brightly, barely blocking the sword energy.

He said in a deep voice, "Jiang Wang, it really is you!"

The Nine Revolutions Mystic Art is now within you!

Jiang Wang did not answer, but his sword energy rose again, each move ruthless and filled with killing intent.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist in the green robe exclaimed in alarm, "Senior brother, be careful! This person's methods are unpredictable!"

Xuan Du sneered: "So what if it's strange?"

"You will not leave Heaven today!"

The bronze mirror in his hand shone even brighter, transforming into a curtain of light that enveloped Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang's gaze was icy as he said in a low voice, "So what if it's the Heavenly Court?"

Today, I, Jiang Wang, will fight my way through!

With a sway of his body, he unleashed the full power of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, his aura as heavy as a mountain, and amidst the crisscrossing sword energy, he actually tore apart the light barrier.

"Xuandu, prepare to die!"

Jiang Wang let out a long roar, his sword light flashing like a dragon, aiming straight for Xuan Du's head.

The Taoist in the green robe exclaimed, "Senior brother, retreat quickly!"

Xuan Du remained calm, twirling the bronze mirror in his hand, and shouted, "Jiang Wang, you are too arrogant!"

A beam of golden light shot out from the mirror, striking Jiang Wang directly in the chest.

Jiang Wang sneered, and the Meteor Ring in his palm flashed, forcefully absorbing the golden light into it.

He moved swiftly, his sword energy like a rainbow, his killing intent soaring to the heavens: "Xuandu, you will surely die today!"

The battle instantly intensified, spiritual energy surged in the Peach Garden, and sword light and golden light intertwined, causing the peach trees throughout the garden to rustle.

Jiang Wang knew that if this battle was not resolved quickly, it might attract even more powerful figures from the Heavenly Court.

He gritted his teeth and activated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, his aura rising steadily, and his sword energy becoming increasingly fierce.

Xuandu was gradually losing ground and roared angrily, "Jiang Wang, how dare you act so presumptuously in the Heavenly Court! The Jade Emperor will not let you get away with this!"

Jiang Wang gave a cold laugh: "Jade Emperor?"
When he finds out I've looted his peach orchard, he'll probably be so angry he'll vomit blood!

His sword energy condensed, transforming into a hundred-foot-long sword beam, which slashed fiercely towards Xuandu.

"boom!"

As the sword light fell, Xuan Du's bronze mirror shattered, and he himself was knocked back dozens of feet, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The Taoist in the green robe exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Brother!"

Jiang Wang gave his opponent no chance to breathe, his figure moving like lightning as he lunged forward, his sword energy aimed straight at Xuan Du's throat: "Xuan Du, your path ends here!"

Just as the sword energy was about to touch Xuandu, a vast pressure came from the depths of the Heavenly Court, accompanied by an angry shout: "Jiang Wang, how dare you!"

Jiang Wang was startled, recognizing it as the Jade Emperor's voice.

He sneered, his sword energy unwavering: "So what if he's the Jade Emperor?"

Today, no one can save him!

With a flash of sword light, Xuan Du's head flew high into the air, his blood splattering and staining the peach blossoms on the ground red.

The Taoist priest in the green robe was utterly horrified and stammered, "You...you killed Grand Master Xuandu!"

Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and stood there, his gaze icy: "You're next."

He swayed and lunged straight at the Taoist in the green robe.

The latter was terrified and turned to flee, crying out, "Jade Emperor, save me!"

Jiang Wang snorted coldly, and the Meteor Ring in his palm shone brightly again, transforming into a stream of light that instantly absorbed the green-robed Taoist into it.

He said coldly, "Trying to run?"
It's not that easy.

In the distance, the Jade Emperor's oppressive aura grew ever closer, and Jiang Wang knew he could not linger.

He looked around and saw that the Peach Garden had been completely looted. He nodded with satisfaction: "This trip was worthwhile, Jade Emperor. When you find out all this, you'll probably be furious."

He flashed, activating his one-way pass, his entire body enveloped in golden light, and instantly vanished from the Heavenly Court. Behind him, the Jade Emperor's furious roar echoed through the heavens: "Jiang Wang!"
"I, the Emperor, will tear you to pieces!"

Hearing the angry roar, Jiang Wang smiled mockingly: "Tear him to pieces?"
"Jade Emperor, you should take care of your peach orchard first!"

As the golden light faded, he appeared in a deserted wilderness, his presence completely concealed, leaving no trace.

Jiang Wang stood at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, his robes fluttering in the wind, the mountaintop shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

He looked up, but there was no appreciation in his eyes, only a strong sense of crisis swirling in his heart.

"If Xuandu finds out anything about me and it reaches the ears of the Taiqing Sage, or even alarms the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my life."

He muttered to himself, his tone resolute, "Either kill Feng Meng, destroy his soul and spirit, and eliminate any future trouble; or... take him away and hide him."

He took a deep breath, his magical power surged, and the laws of space quietly operated around him, causing the air to distort slightly, as if an invisible hand had torn a crack in it.

The next instant, his figure vanished into thin air and teleported to the top of Shouyang Mountain.

The mountaintop was empty, with only the whistling wind. Jiang Wang closed his eyes and concentrated, his divine sense spreading like a tide in his sea of ​​consciousness, searching for the entrance to the human race's secret realm.

"found it!"

Jiang Wang opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on a seemingly ordinary boulder.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the power of space transformed into an invisible blade. Ripples spread across the surface of the boulder, and a dark blue spatial gate slowly emerged.

Without hesitation, he flashed into the room.

Within the secret realm, the spiritual energy was like mist, so dense that it almost condensed into droplets.

Jiang Wang looked around and saw continuous green peaks, babbling streams, and spiritual herbs everywhere. In the distance, cranes were dancing gracefully, making it seem like a fairyland.

He had no interest in appreciating it. He frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "What a secret realm. The spiritual energy is so abundant. No wonder it can nurture so many human powerhouses."

Unfortunately... suppressed by the sages, and further compounded by the Investiture of the Gods, humanity no longer possessed any extraordinary power to protect it.

His divine sense spread like a net, quickly covering the entire secret realm, and soon locked onto a tribe.

The village is nestled in a valley, with wooden houses scattered about, wisps of smoke rising from chimneys, and figures moving about in the distance.

Jiang Wang's figure flickered, and the next moment he appeared above the tribe. Looking down, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes: "Three thousand people, each with extraordinary cultivation. There are three Quasi-Saints, dozens of Grand Luo Golden Immortals, and the rest are all Golden Immortals or above."

The human race truly possesses profound cultural heritage.

He flashed and landed in front of a wooden house.

Inside the room, an elderly man with white hair sat cross-legged, exuding a profound aura; it was Feng Meng.

Jiang Wang pushed open the door and entered, cupping his hands in greeting: "Greetings, Senior Feng Meng."

Feng Meng opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning, and looked Jiang Wang up and down before asking in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Why have you trespassed into my human race's secret territory?

Jiang Wang didn't waste any words and said directly, "Senior, to be honest, I came here to take you away."

Although this place is a secret realm, it is also a prison. Under the watchful eye of the sage, you cannot wait for freedom.

I know you have seen me before. If this news leaks out, my life will be in danger. I hope you will understand.

Upon hearing this, Feng Meng frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Young man, you are quite frank."

Unfortunately, I have already told my clansmen that I had seen you.

Now the entire tribe knows of your existence, what will you do?

Jiang Wang's heart sank, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He had intended to take Feng Meng away quietly, but the news had already spread.

He composed himself and asked, "Senior, would you like to leave this secret realm?"
Or rather, are there any members of the tribe willing to go with me and regain their freedom?

A complex light flashed in Feng Meng's eyes as he slowly said, "Freedom...who doesn't want it?"

Although this place is full of spiritual energy, it is, as you said, a prison.

We have been trapped here for thousands of years, never seeing the light of day.

The tribespeople were already weary; if they could go out, who wouldn't want to see the light of day again?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang nodded and said, "In that case, please gather your clansmen, senior. I have a way to take you away."

Without asking any further questions, Feng Meng got up and walked out of the wooden house, calling out loudly, "Clan members, gather quickly in front of the ancestral temple, we have important matters to discuss!"

Before long, three thousand clansmen gathered in front of the ancestral temple in the center of the valley. Men, women, young and old, each of them exuded an extraordinary aura.

They looked at Jiang Wang with curiosity and wariness in their eyes.

A burly man draped in animal skin stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Elder Fengmeng, who is this person?"

Why are we being gathered here?

Feng Meng looked at Jiang Wang, signaling him to speak.

Jiang Wang stepped forward and said loudly, "Everyone, my name is Jiang Wang. I am here today to lead you out of the secret realm and regain your freedom."

Although this place is nice, it is not a place to stay for long. The sage has keen eyesight and will sooner or later discover that this place is unusual.

If you believe in me, then follow me!

A commotion arose in the crowd, and some whispered among themselves: "Leave the secret realm?"

Is it really feasible?

"This person's origins are unknown; how can we trust him so easily?"

"But if we stay, will the sage really let us go?"

Seeing this, Jiang Wang knew that empty words were not enough to gain people's trust.

With a thought, an ancient-looking ring appeared in his hand—the Meteor Ring.

He proclaimed loudly, “If you do not believe me, I can testify.”

This ring contains a small world, which can accommodate you for a temporary refuge.

I will first invite one person to appear, and then you will all know whether it is true or false.

He activated his magic, and the Meteor Ring flashed, revealing a graceful figure—it was Chang'e.

Chang'e, dressed in white with an ethereal beauty, appeared and smiled slightly, bowing to Jiang Wang and saying, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, thank you for bringing me out."

An uproar erupted in the crowd. Someone recognized Chang'e and exclaimed, "That's Chang'e, the fairy of the moon palace!"
Wasn't she trapped in the Moon Palace?

"This person can even rescue Chang'e; he truly has amazing skills!"

"In that case, I believe him!"

Upon seeing this, Feng Meng nodded and said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, Jiang Wang is a trustworthy person."

If you wish to leave, enter his monastery and seek temporary refuge!

The clansmen exchanged glances, finally made up their minds, and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Wang activated the Meteor Ring, which shone brightly, and the three thousand people turned into streams of light and disappeared into the ring.

Feng Meng was the last to step in. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Jiang Wang and said, "Young man, my human race owes you a debt of gratitude."

Jiang Wang smiled slightly, put away the Meteor Ring, and was about to leave when he suddenly sensed a powerful aura coming from the entrance of the secret realm.

His heart tightened, and he whispered, "Xuan Du!"
They arrived so quickly!

At the entrance to the secret realm, ripples spread through the space, and a figure stepped out—it was Grand Master Xuandu.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe, exuding a vast aura and with piercing eyes. He scanned his surroundings and said in a deep voice, "How can the human race's secret realm be completely empty?"
Where is Feng Meng?

His divine sense surged like a tide, covering the entire secret realm, but he found nothing. His expression changed drastically, and he muttered, "Not good!"
Something unusual has happened here; we must report it to our master immediately!

Jiang Wang concealed himself, standing at a distance, observing coldly. (End of Chapter)