A Regional Domain-level Faction had already been wiped out.
In other words.
Had all the Kuroda Family's Grandmasters died?
He looked at the translucent text beside the archetype field.
Even if all their Grandmasters died, the Kuroda Family is a warrior clan of the Eastern Wu Kingdom. Surely that doesn't count as being wiped out...
Wait!
The five warships earlier, and now this pavilion—the pirate warriors here belonged to either the Hase Family or the Kuroda Family.
So, with all their Grandmasters dead and most of their elites gone, this Regional Domain-level Faction... counted as wiped out?
Jiang Jingnian's gaze briefly froze, then he burst into laughter.
All three Swordsmanship Masters of the Kuroda Family had fallen at his hands.
And beyond that, taking everything into account.
The Eastern Wu Kingdom elites he had killed on this island alone numbered over a thousand.
Losses on such a scale.
The Hase Family had endured in the Eastern Wu Kingdom for nearly two thousand years and stood foremost among its court nobility. Perhaps it could still bear them.
But the Kuroda Family, its vassal.
Had effectively been struck from the ranks of the warrior clans.
His Grandmaster's great vow.
Was finally beginning to be fulfilled!
"Roar, roar...!!"
The pitch-black, muscle-bound beast Jiang Jingnian had become slowly straightened, threw back his head, and let out deafening laughter.
Only, his laughter.
When it emerged from his jagged maw.
Sounded like an enormous mass of black flesh trembling incessantly, producing a terrifying resonance that set everything around him rumbling.
This bizarre sight.
"Huh? This..."
Startled even Qian Youcai beside him into showing concern.
He looked at the black beast, whose wounds still trailed black smoke, his face full of hesitation. "Dao Lord Jiang... are you all right?"
Qian Youcai was certainly shocked by Jiang Jingnian's