Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm Chapter 525 – Nether River Patriarch: You Actually Have the Guts to Show Up, Jiang He?

Ex… Explosion?

However, the ones exploding themselves were not the foreign Grand Luo who were despairing and had nowhere to run, but their own side which occupied the most advantage?!

What was actually going on?!

Both Wang Hou and the Jade Emperor's clone appeared utterly bewildered.

Up ahead, the tendrils of the Cloudscraper Vine dangled while the willow tree branches swayed.

More pseudo-Overdeities were invoking their mystic treasures to block the violent shockwaves extending from two waves of pseudo-Overdeities who self-destructed.

How magnificent was the sight of thirty Grand Luo self-destructing?

It could have torn apart an entire planetary system.

In fact, the entire Grand Luo battlefield was quaking violently after two waves of thirty pseudo-Overdeities who were equal in strength to Grand Luo blew themselves up, tearing a gigantic spatial rift that was several hundred thousand miles wide.

The ground itself was directly punched through, leaving a profound abyss of insurmountable depth.

Beside the abyss, Lord Skyless of the God race and Moyin of the Demon race were lying on the ground, their frail aura almost fading even as they traded glances of fear.

Both of them had strong backgrounds and were personal disciples of their respective race's patriarchs. Aside from being bestowed innate mystic treasures, they had more than protective mystic treasure.

Moreover, their abilities could match Demi-Saints and they had cultivated secret defense techniques that defied the laws of the world.

And yet…

After two rounds of explosion, their secret defensive techniques and protective mystic treasures were reduced to laughing stock. The horrifying shockwave and tremor had left their spirits almost fading, their vigor basically destroyed.

“No…”

“Why?”

The God and Demon's hoarse and feeble voices could be heard from their mangled bodies.

There was no fear or reluctance to admit defeat, merely a sense of doubting their very own existences…

What the hell!

You had complete advantage!

We were all that was left, and just trying to scare you a little to ensure we had a way out… but you blew yourself up even before we could?!

Even if I, Lord Skyless did not agree to your conditions before, I had already subtly communicated with Moyin…

“Go, bring those two here,” Jiang He flatly said then.

Dumbo whinnied and left in a flash, bringing both Lord Skyless of the God race and Moyin of the Demon race to Jiang He.

Rubbing its paws, it said sinisterly, “Do we kill them before we take them in, or take them in and then kill them?”

“Just kill them right now.”

In the next instant, Dumbo whipped out his spiked mace, then pinned both Skyless and Moyin to the ground and relentless clubbed them until their consciousness were fading and losing all signs of life. They were already on their last legs, and both peak Grand Luo who once dominated worlds were killed instantly by Dumbo's clubbing.

“But…”

The Golden Armor General—the Jade Emperor's clone—said, “Mister Jiang, they would have been more useful alive than dead… we could learn about the secrets their race has kept through them, and exchange them as hostages from the God-Demon alliance for substantial resources.”

“When they're with me, even the dead would talk.”

Jiang He smiled faintly, saying, “Moreover, I don't lack mystic treasures—why would I trade with the God-Demon alliance? I have always done things according to my whim, and I do whatever I find comfortable… eh?”

The look on Jiang He's face changed drastically even before he finished.

He promptly looked up toward the horizon.

The skies which had been torn apart after the sixty Overdeity divinities self-destructed was abruptly quaking, and a profound, mysterious energy abruptly descended while the skies rapidly recovered itself.

Over the horizon, clumps of blessed clouds descended toward Jiang He, shrouding him before he could evade.

Jiang He could feel the incredible authority and energies within it…

Once inside his body, his very physique changed drastically.

Ooom!

A Dao presence erupted around Jiang He.

A Martial Yuan Spirit also flew out from above his head on its own.

What the hell!

Jiang He only had the time to curse once before he was caught in a state of Passive Enlightenment.

“Master!”

Dumbo cried out in surprised and promptly darted toward him.

Wang Hou stopped him, however, and said, “Don't interrupted your master, it's the reward from the Grand Luo battlefield.”

Eh?

Dumbo turned toward Wang Hou with a blank look.

The Golden Armor General then added, “There are many battlefields in the celestial battlefield, each of which is unique. Winning battles here earned certain rewards from each world's authority… the more elites or prodigies you kill, the better your rewards would be.”

Nonetheless, there was a confused look on his black face. “That said, your master had only killed one foreign Grand Luo, while the rest of you killed the others. Why would the rewards all reach him instead?”

He did not know, however…

Dumbo and the others, as well as the pseudo-Overdeities were all planted by Jiang He.

Them killing enemies was no different from Jiang He killing them.

In the distant stars, the patriarchs of the Demon race suddenly rose up with a cold look and left without a word.

Over on the other end, the patriarchs of the God race had not finished playing the round of chess when his expression changed, and he stood up to offer a fist-palm salute at Taishang Laojun before leaving.

Both Saints had clearly 'seen' what happened.

And in the Celestial Court of the Three Realms, the many Grand Luo who was watching the live feed from the Cloud Mirror were at first delighted… before becoming puzzled.

A Grand Luo muttered, “Sixty elites who could match Grand Luo blew themselves up… just like that? Jiang He's side had full advantage, but he would still send his slaves to self-destruct?!”

“Yes… they would have been a peerless combat force, and there were sixty of them… And thirty would have been enough, why did he have to send two waves?”

“Did none of you notice? At Jiang He's orders, all his foreign elite slaves blew themselves up immediately without hesitation…”

“Hold on… why would you notice that?”

A Grand Luo interjected. “His Majesty said that the foreign slaves Jiang He controlled were developed with the Overdeity divinities of western gods… but everyone knows that there were only twelve Overdeities in the western pantheon, and one could only ascend as new Overdeities by cultivating their divinities… so how did Jiang He get as many as more than three hundred Overdeity divinities?!”

“For me, I'm a little curious about the Nine Wise Rock Monkeys… they are born from heaven and earth, and only one Sun Wukong was born before thanks to a Saint's work… how did Jiang He get nine?”

The Grand Luo all erupted in fierce debate, while the Jade Emperor dispelled the Cloud Mirror with a wave.

As such, the Grand Luo did not manage to see the rewards of the World's Authority all landing over Jiang He's body…

Outside the entrance of the Grand Luo battlefield, in the depths of space, the divine minds of the many elites lurking interweaved as they guessed the state of the battle within.

Meanwhile, an asteroid fragment was floating 2 million kilometers away from the entrance of the Grand Luo battlefield, where a Sura elite sat atop cross legged in meditation.

She was incredibly attractive and beautiful, and there was a glint in her eyes as she quietly murmured, “Jiang He… Is he the one whom the Nether River Patriarch wants dead?”

Taking out a jade charm, she sent a message.

At the same time, further within the celestial battlefield, a sea of blood lay flowing among the stars.

An alien creature struggled endlessly within it, and eventually… was reduced to fertilizer for the Blood Sea.

Suddenly, the Blood Sea suddenly shrunk and turned into a Daoist wearing blood-colored robes.

That Daoist turned out to be the Nether River Patriarch, who had a 'chance encounter' with Jiang He before.

Taking out a jade charm and extending his divine mind into it, he could not help exclaiming in delight, “Jiang He?”

“Brat… you dare show up at the Grand Luo battlefield?”

In a flash, the Nether River Patriarch turned into a blood light that disappeared into the stars, a torrential killing intent spreading across all directions as he tore streaks of spatial rifts into the coolness of outer space.

Chapter end