My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

Jiang Daoxuan waved his hand casually, and the holy power surged, and in a moment it turned into a majestic clone.

The clone sat quietly in the center of the secret room, enveloped in holy light, with a majestic and vast aura, and a tendency to suppress all directions.

Wu Hai's face was pale, he lowered his head, and didn't even dare to breathe.

"Senior, I dare not have any other thoughts..."

Jiang Daoxuan ignored this person.

He turned slightly and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Soon, silence returned to the secret room.

But that clone was like a divine power coming to the world, with an imposing aura that was unstoppable.

Wu Hai stared at the ground, tears streaming down his face, and whispered something mixed with regret:

"If there is an afterlife...I will never do such a foolish thing again..."

..........

Shortly after.

Jiang Daoxuan's figure passed through the sky of Xuantian Realm, overlooking the land.

Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"The spiritual energy is abundant and flows smoothly, but due to incomplete rules, it is difficult to break through to the Great Sage."

"It seems that the Saint King is the pinnacle of cultivation in this world."

"This is very similar to the world I live in."

His heart moved slightly, and the gap between the two worlds gradually emerged in his mind.

The world he lives in has a long heritage and profound foundation. Many holy places, sects, and dynasties in the Central Region have the inheritance of great saints.

Even some of the top celestial forces in the four realms have had great saint ancestors.

In comparison, although the Xuantian Realm has rich spiritual energy, the number of strong people accumulated is far less than that of the Five Realms because the Taoist tradition has been cut off.

"If the Human Emperor had not come across the boundary to rescue us and laid the foundation for the inheritance of the Taoist tradition, I'm afraid that by now, even a cultivator of the Saint King level would be hard to give birth in this world..."

Jiang Daoxuan shook his head and put his thoughts aside.

Then it locked onto the coordinates left by Ye Luochen and flew straight towards a desolate mountain range.

There was spiritual energy everywhere, but there was no one there, as if someone was deliberately avoiding it.

When he arrived, Jiang Daoxuan's mind moved slightly, and he instantly felt a slight fluctuation in space.

As expected, ripples of space-time energy were heard from a hidden place deep in the mountains.

The aura carried the ancient Taoist rhyme, echoing the message left by Ye Luochen.

"It seems like this is it."

Jiang Daoxuan nodded lightly.

Immediately, he waved his hand casually, and the holy power spread out in the air like water waves.

As the breath circulated, the space in front gradually twisted, and a vortex-shaped light gate slowly appeared.

Jiang Daoxuan smiled slightly and stepped into the illusory light gate.

My vision was distorted and the world was spinning.

After a moment, the vision gradually returned to clear.

What lies before my eyes is an extremely desolate world.

The sky was dark and yellow sand was floating like a thick curtain.

The ground was covered with broken stones and dead bones, as if it had experienced millions of years of wind and frost.

The traces of time are clearly visible on every inch of land.

call--

The sound of the wind was low and long, mixed with a strange feeling of suffocation.

Jiang Daoxuan walked slowly forward and looked around.

There was a hint of evil in the air, and a faint smell of blood lingered.

Broken bones were scattered and stones were shattered, as if there had been countless killings here.

"This place actually carries such a strong murderous aura... Could it be an ancient battlefield?"

Jiang Daoxuan continued walking, glancing at the huge rock beside him.

These stones are cracked and mottled, and there is still a strange power remaining on their surface that is completely different from the Yuan force, the holy force, and the power of heaven and earth.

He touched it lightly with his fingertips, his mind churning, "These traces...are the work of a foreign land."

"It seems that the predecessor of this relic should be a battlefield where aliens invaded Xuantian Realm three million years ago."

Thinking of this, Jiang Daoxuan frowned slightly.

"If my guess is correct, Chen'er entering this place would be extremely dangerous. At least it's not as safe as he said."

He shook his head and sighed: "This silly child..."

Just then, a rustling sound came from behind.

He turned around immediately, his eyes cold, and with a movement of his holy power, his pressure spread out like a mountain.

"Who?"

He was answered by a low roar.

Yellow sand rolled ahead, and several pairs of strange red eyes gradually emerged.

Jiang Daoxuan glanced coldly, his eyes becoming sharper.

As the dust cleared, the hidden figure gradually became clear.

More than twenty monsters slowly crawled out of the sand, their bodies looking hideous and ferocious.

They have huge bodies, covered with dark red scales, and the scales exude a gray and evil aura.

Each monster has two curved horns on its head, a distorted and ugly face, and dark red eyes, as if containing endless resentment.

Jiang Daoxuan frowned slightly and said calmly, "Are these...exotic monsters?"

He recognized at a glance that these monsters were formed by evil spirits and resentment, and were the legendary demons from foreign lands!

They have a strong aura and are at least at the Saint level.

There are also three monsters emitting the oppressive aura of a Saint King, standing among them, like the leader of a group of demons!

One of the Saint King-level monsters growled and stared at Jiang Daoxuan.

Its limbs are thick and covered with deep cracks, and dark red liquid flows under its scales, revealing greed and fanaticism.

The next moment, it let out a ferocious roar and pounced towards Jiang Daoxuan like a black lightning!

Jiang Daoxuan sneered, his expression unchanged.

"You really don't know your own limitations."

Before he finished speaking, he moved his fingers slightly, and a sharp sword energy broke through the air.

The sword light was like a rainbow, splitting the air and instantly cutting off the monster, turning it into a dark red blood mist that dispersed into the yellow sand.

"Roar--"

When the other monsters saw this, the red light in their eyes became even more intense.

They growled, unwilling to see their companions killed, and pounced on Jiang Daoxuan, forming a terrifying siege.

Jiang Daoxuan looked indifferent and smiled coldly. He did not take a step back, but slowly raised his hand. Several holy powers condensed at his fingertips and turned into bright stars.

His eyes were cold and his tone was calm, yet it revealed endless majesty.

"A mere monster, are you worthy enough to act so presumptuously in front of me?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, sword energy shot out like a cold silver thread.

Swah——

In an instant, bright red blood mist filled the air.

All the monsters seemed to be ripped away from life in an instant. They fell to the ground with a loud bang and turned into fragments scattered all over the ground.

Just as Jiang Daoxuan was about to stop, an extremely powerful pressure suddenly came from the front.

The pressure was so strong that it even made the surrounding space feel heavy.

Jiang Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked around, only to see a huge figure slowly emerging from the shadows in front of him.

It was a half-human, half-beast monster.

His body was as huge as a mountain, with knotty muscles on his shoulders, a ferocious face, two horns on his head, and his eyes were filled with a cold green light, revealing a sense of tyranny.

"Hmm? Great Sage realm?"

Jiang Daoxuan's eyes focused, and he immediately realized the power of this monster.

Even though the opponent had scars on his body and looked a little weak, the pressure he exerted was obviously greater than that of the Saint King.

Jiang Daoxuan's expression was calm. He slowly raised his right hand, and his holy power gradually condensed, ready to attack at any time.

However, at this moment, the monster suddenly spoke, its voice low and harsh like the friction between iron and stone.

"I am the Demon King of Shiyue!"

"Human... How dare you trespass into my territory... You're courting death!"