Demonic Flames Soared Skyward, Ten Thousand Miles Sank into Gloom

The vast Lingluo Sea.

Across the rolling azure waves, a streak of startling brilliance pierced the sky, leaving mottled clouds aglow in its wake.

Jiang Sheng rode the clouds above the azure swells, pondering all he had seen and heard at the Tianhe Dao Sect.

The Jiuzhou World, the Dahuang World, the Canghai World—in the face of these three great chiliocosms, Daoist Ziji was simply not worth mentioning.

Compared with the Wood Origin World, the Star-Beckoning World, and even the Zhoushan World, Qianyuan True Lord of the Jiuzhou World, Daoist of the Four Seas of the Canghai World, and Zhengqing of the Tianyuan Sacred Sect—if these three joined hands, they would surely become a thorn in the Shanhe Daoist Sect's side.

"According to Ming Xian, he and Daoist Zhengqing of the Tianyuan Sacred Sect are old rivals who know each other inside out. Zhengqing will have someone to deal with him."

"That leaves Daoist Qianyuan and Daoist of the Four Seas for Senior Brother Xuanyi and me."

"Qiankun Dao Sect, huh..."

Jiang Sheng murmured softly. He was intensely interested in the Qiankun Dao Sect. If opponents truly had to be assigned, Jiang Sheng was willing to cross swords with the Qiankun Dao Sect.

After all, this was hardly the first or second time the Qiankun Dao Sect had pulled strings from behind the scenes.

Once here in the Tianyuan World, and again in the depths of Chaos...

Jiang Sheng remembered it clearly. Xiangyu Immortal Monarch and he had nearly lost their lives inside that desolate beast's belly.

"Qiankun Dao Sect."

"It was one thing when I could not find you before. Since I have the chance to meet you this time, we should properly settle who stands higher and who falls lower."

Jiang Sheng pondered in secret, and his rainbow-transformation