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Holy City

"It's finally over."

Looking at the once again peaceful skies above the holy city, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

This level of confrontation, involving not only the Holy Lord, but also the Dao-Slaying God King and even Saints, was still too stimulating for Little Karami, who was not even at the Fourth Extreme Realm.

Even from a distance, it was somewhat frightening.

"Thank you for your help, Holy Son of Yaoguang."

"That's how I survived this ordeal."

Jiang Taixu looked grateful and bowed to Wang Gan in thanks.

"God-King, there's no need for thanks. This matter is also directed at me."

"And aren't we part of the same holy land faction?"

Wang Gan's lips curled into a smile as he looked at Jiang Taixu.

"Is the God-King also going back on his word?"

Wang Gan heard it clearly: Jiang Taixu had just called him the Holy Son of Yao Guang, not the Holy Master of Tian Xuan.

Jiang Taixu gave a wry smile, somewhat helplessly saying,
"I am ultimately the God King of the Jiang family, and it is difficult for me to leave the Jiang family."

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Wang Gan waved his hand, knowing that Jiang Taixu was, after all, surnamed Jiang and was a god-king of the Jiang family. It was impossible for him to completely break away from the Jiang family and join his Tianxuan Holy Land.

It's unrealistic unless Jiang Taixu willingly gives up his imperial bloodline.

"God King, there is no need to worry. You can join my Tianxuan Holy Land as a guest elder. You don't need to completely leave the Jiang family."

"All I need is for the God-King to step in and support my Holy Land at crucial moments."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Taixu cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Holy Lord."

Even without taking action, a god-king of Jiang Taixu's caliber is an absolute deterrent, enough to become the foundation of a holy land.

Having dealt with Jiang Taixu, Wang Gan looked at the spoils of war before him.

A huge amount of pure source resources originating from the Holy Lord, Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman, and Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron!
The pure source naturally went to Ye Fan's Holy Body, a bottomless pit of wealth.

The ancient emperor Fu Wang dared to curl a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.
It seems that Wang Teng made a move, or rather, the Wang family should be more accurate.

After all, as the successor of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor, Wang Teng would not give the Chaotic Ancient Emperor's imperial weapon to outsiders so easily, nor would he be so petty as to use someone else to deal with him.

Only those shallow-minded fellows in the Wang family would cooperate with the ruthless man's faction to try and eliminate him, the rising star on the road to becoming emperor.

However, Wang Gan welcomed the fact that he had obtained half of the Emperor's Weapon for free before even defeating Wang Teng.

As for the Wang family's score, once he defeats Wang Teng, those forces that dislike the Wang family will be devoured without him even having to raise his arm.

"Another Imperial Weapon..."

"So, does that mean you have three Emperor-level weapons?!"

Upon seeing the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman and the Black Gold Cauldron with Dragon Pattern, Ye Fan couldn't help but marvel.

"Moreover, isn't this dragon-patterned black gold cauldron an imperial weapon of your Yao Guang Holy Land? How could it be used by someone else?"

"still."

Ye Fan's expression revealed a hint of horror.
"Is your master planning to make a move against you?" Wang Gan's lips twitched. He wasn't going to talk about these things with Ye Fan, since the matter of the Ruthless Lineage was too sensitive.

"This is a historical issue left over from the Yao Guang Holy Land, so mind your own business."

"In short, there are bad people in the Yao Guang Holy Land."

Wang Gan put away the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, intending to find a way to obtain the ruthless person's inheritance and then erase the ruthless person's methods from it.

Otherwise, there are ruthless methods involved. Ruthless people are like planting mines in imperial weapons. At crucial moments, they can make the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron uncontrollable and might just strike him.

"Fortunately, a sage from the Ruthless lineage died, and the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron is no longer here."

"The ruthless faction is probably feeling the pinch, but they'll be able to stay quiet for a long time."

Wang Gan was not surprised by the ruthless lineage's move.

Whether it was out of covetousness for a prodigy like him by the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, or out of desire to take control of the Yao Guang lineage, the moment Wang Gan became the Holy Son of Yao Guang, he was destined to clash with the Ruthless lineage.

Even the previous generation's Holy Son of Yao Guang was just an appetizer. After all, the Ruthless lineage is ruthless and unscrupulous, and they are least afraid of resorting to underhanded tactics against their enemies.

"In the face of absolute power, everything is a paper tiger."

Wang Gan's lips curled into a smile.

He went to great lengths to have Wei Yi protect him, precisely to guard against this.

The combined power of the Great Sage and the Emperor's weapon is still far beyond the norm in the Beidou cultivation world; even a Quasi-Emperor would be no match for them.

Such combinations usually only appear during times of darkness and turmoil, or when a great sage is on his deathbed, wielding imperial weapons to clear obstacles for his own side in order to ensure thousands of years of peace.

Just as Wang Gan finished sorting out his gains, a wild and arrogant voice suddenly came from the sky above the Holy City.

"Where is Wang Gan?! Fight me!"

"This time, I have emerged from seclusion after overcoming numerous hardships and passing through the three great heavenly gates of the Great Sage Tianpeng. My divine skills have reached perfection, and I am determined to wash away the shame of the last time!"

A golden light streaked across the sky, transforming into the form of the Golden-Winged Roc King.

This time, the Golden-Winged Roc King's aura surged, his physical body resembled a dragon, and his momentum was unrestrained. Clearly, he had made great progress in the Dragon Transformation Realm!

The Sixth Transformation of the Dragon!
"Wang Gan! Last time you were at the sixth stage of the Dragon Transformation realm, and I am now at the same level! How about it?!"

"Let's see how you maintain your advantage in terms of cultivation level!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King laughed triumphantly.
"Moreover, I have mastered the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique left behind by the Great Sage Tianpeng, and have firmly established myself in the Seven Forbidden Domain! Even if you are an Eight Forbidden Genius, you still have to fight me first!"

But immediately, the Golden-Winged Roc King realized something was wrong.
Because he arrived so ostentatiously, shouting a challenge to Wang Gan over the Holy City, yet no one came to witness the ceremony?! Wasn't anyone discussing it?

In the past, as the number one prodigy of the demon race, the Golden-Winged Roc King was always the center of attention, but why is the entire Holy City unusually quiet this time?!
Even in many gazes, there was a hint of pity and mockery?!

Even Wang Gan sighed upon seeing this, feeling a bit sorry for the Golden-Winged Roc King.

It's no wonder that everyone looked at the Golden-Winged Roc King as a clown. The battle between kings and saints had just ended, what was so interesting about a mere dragon-transformation cultivator like you?

Having witnessed a battle at the Sendai level, the people of the Holy City probably find the so-called battles between Dragon Transformation cultivators rather uninteresting now.

Wang Gan couldn't blame the Golden-Winged Roc King for this; the guy had definitely been in seclusion these past few days, oblivious to everything happening around him, and probably didn't even know about the God King's resurrection.
All I can say is that he was unlucky!
Wang Gan sighed, flicked his finger, and the Chaos Holy Light Divine Ring transformed into one hundred and eight small worlds.
In the blink of an eye, the Golden-Winged Roc King didn't even have time to react before he was firmly imprisoned by the divine ring, unable to move an inch.

"this"

The Golden-Winged Roc King stared wide-eyed in disbelief, feeling the irresistible power, which clearly did not belong to the Dragon Transformation Realm.

"You've broken through to the Sendai realm?!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" (End of Chapter)