Saint Falls

"You Jiang Imperial Clan have hidden in the Spirit Realm all year round. You must be afraid that news of there being no Great Emperor in your clan will leak out! Hahahaha!" Lin Hao laughed without restraint.

One night, he had accidentally overheard people within the Jiang Domain discussing how the Emperor's Path had now been severed, there were no Great Emperors left in the world, and the Imperial Clans were no longer what they once had been!

He did not know who had spoken, but afterward, he had carefully investigated within the Jiang Domain and discovered that there had not been the slightest trace of information about a Great Emperor for nearly ten thousand years.

Most importantly, while consulting ancient records, he had discovered that one had to become Emperor within the Heavenly Profound Realm. One could not become Emperor in the Spirit Realm, which meant that becoming Emperor would inevitably become known to the outside world.

Thus, Lin Hao believed that the so-called Imperial Clan had no Great Emperor. Without a Great Emperor, how could it still be called an Imperial Clan?

Most of Central Province's resources flowed into the Jiang Domain, which had also caused resentment among the other factions. A Great Emperor had once kept them down, but now that the Imperial Clan had no Great Emperor, someone ought to come forward and fight for those resources.

The gazes of the people present flickered as they looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming smiled faintly. "You should think about yourself first. You don't think Saints can't die, do you?"

"Unless at least five Lesser Saints come, none of you can keep me here!" Lin Hao said confidently.

Jiang Ming gave a derisive snort.

"Young Master Jiang, I have arrived late!" The voice arrived before its owner did.

The newcomer was none other than the City Lord of Sky Martial City!

"You are?" Jiang Ming asked as he looked at the unfamiliar man before him.

"My name is Feng Shang. I am the current City Lord of Sky Martial City!" the man answered solemnly.

"Oh? What business do you have with me?" Jiang Ming asked.

"Lin Hao harbors rebellious intentions. He enjoys the Jiang Domain's resources, yet refuses to behave himself. I have come specially to assist Young Master Jiang in capturing this man!" Feng Shang said, cupping his hands.

His ancestors had once told him that the Jiang Imperial Clan was incomparably powerful. Even all of Central Province combined could not compare to it; a starving camel was still bigger than a horse.

He would not foolishly believe that the Imperial Clan remained hidden because it was afraid!

What was more, his ancestors had once served the Imperial Clan and had plainly stated that, no matter the time, following the Imperial Clan was the wisest choice.

"Oh? Then go capture Lin Hao," Jiang Ming said.

"Yes!"

"Even if you became a Saint before I did, so what? We are both Lesser Saints. How can you possibly keep me here?" Lin Hao said with confidence.

Without another word, Feng Shang took the battle with Lin Hao into the sky.

He had originally believed Lin Hao to be a member of the Imperial Clan and had treated him with courtesy. Who would have thought that this man actually harbored rebellious intentions?

He used the cultivation resources provided by the Jiang Domain, then turned around and stabbed them in the back. Feng Shang despised people like this the most.

Jiang Ming's golden eyes were profound as he watched the battle in the air. Both men knew they could not defeat the other, and neither had even used the power of laws.

Lin Hao's actions struck him as strange. There had to be some sinister figure guiding him from behind the scenes; he just did not know which faction it was.

The six Sacred Lands and eight Saint Clans all might know that the Emperor's Path had been severed.

"Brother Jiang, have the experts from your clan not arrived yet?" Xuan Wuying suddenly stepped forward and asked.

Jiang Ming glanced at him. "You guess!"

Xuan Wuying fell silent.

"Is it really impossible to become Emperor?" Xuanyuan Tian hurriedly asked. His goal had always been to become Emperor.

"You guess!"

Xuanyuan Tian was so angry that he could not act up. "You guess whether I'll guess!"

After waiting for a while, Jiang Ming suddenly thought that Lin Hao was merely a discarded pawn as well. He waved his hand. "Capture him!"

Just as everyone was still puzzled, ten black-clad Lesser Saints emerged from nearby and directly surrounded Lin Hao.

"You said fewer than five couldn't capture you. I specially found ten. Satisfied?" Jiang Ming said with a smile.

Lin Hao's face turned livid as the power of laws surged around him.

"This is bad, he's going to self-destruct!" Feng Shang cried out in alarm. A Saint's self-destruction was enough to destroy Sky Martial City!

The ten Lesser Saints joined forces, and a formation took shape.

Star-Guard Formation!

Lin Hao's self-destruction was completely sealed off by the formation, and the outside world did not suffer the slightest damage.

Seeing this, Feng Shang let out a sigh of relief.

"Many thanks, Young Master Jiang!"

Jiang Ming waved his hand. "Xuanyuan Tian, I'll attend your wedding!"

"As for the quotas to enter the Jiang Domain, the seven of you can go together. Just say I sent you. My name is Jiang Ming!"

After saying that, Jiang Ming left. Once the main character had departed, everyone else scattered as well.

Gambling house.

"Where are my spirit stones?" Jiang Ming tapped the table and took out his betting receipt from the gambling house.

"Esteemed guest, please wait a moment." The man at the counter hurried into the rear courtyard.

"Boss, this is bad! Jiang Ming has come to collect his winnings!"

"Then give them to him!"

"But he wagered one hundred thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Just give them to him! Do you think you can afford to offend the Imperial Clan?"

"Yes!"

By the time Jiang Ming left the gambling house, he was already carrying a heavy storage bag.

Three days later.

Sky Martial City, City Lord's Manor.

"When is Xuanyuan Tian's wedding?" Jiang Ming asked as he sat in the City Lord's seat.

"Five days from now. It will take nearly three days to travel there from Sky Martial City," Feng Shang said.

Jiang Ming nodded.

"City Lord, someone outside is looking for Young Master Jiang," a servant reported.

"Let her in," Jiang Ming said before Feng Shang could speak.

Not long afterward, a graceful figure in white entered the City Lord's Manor. It was none other than Ouyang Yuegui.

"May I ask what Fairy Ouyang wants with me?" Jiang Ming asked with a smile.

Feng Shang wisely took his leave.

"I heard that Young Master Jiang is going to attend Xuanyuan Tian's wedding. It happens to be on the way, so I came specifically to invite Young Master Jiang to travel with me." Ouyang Yuegui smiled faintly, stunningly beautiful.

"Sure. When do we leave?" Jiang Ming agreed without even thinking.

"When would it be convenient for you, Young Master?"

"Any time works for me."

Ouyang Yuegui nodded. "Then we shall set out tomorrow!"

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Ming asked when he saw Ouyang Yuegui still standing there.

"No." Ouyang Yuegui shook her head.

"Then what are you still doing here?"

"Young Master Jiang truly doesn't understand romance."

"I'm afraid it's poisoned."

"What poison?"

"Nothing."

Seeing that Jiang Ming did not wish to say more, Ouyang Yuegui could not force him. Everything had to be taken slowly.

After saying goodbye, she left the City Lord's Manor.

Jiang Ming's gaze flickered as he watched her retreating figure.

If he remembered correctly, Moonlight Sacred Land was not on the way to Sky Martial City.

The next morning.

"Young Master Jiang!"

The moment Jiang Ming stepped outside, he saw Ouyang Yuegui standing nearby. He raised a brow. "Fairy Ouyang, what are you doing at my door so early in the morning?"

"Young Master Jiang, you can call me Yuegui," Ouyang Yuegui said softly.

"Alright, Fairy Ouyang."

"Young Master Jiang, can we set out now?" Ouyang Yuegui asked quietly.

"Mm, let's go." Jiang Ming nodded.

Before long, Jiang Ming boarded Moonlight Sacred Land's immortal ark. This immortal ark also had another name: the Moonlight Immortal Ark.

The Moonlight Immortal Ark was more than twice as large as Wu Er's flying vessel, like a fortress in the sky, yet it was no slower.

There was not the slightest jolt during flight. Presumably, many high-grade formations had been engraved upon the Moonlight Immortal Ark.

On the immortal ark.

There were quite a few Nascent Soul and Core Gathering disciples, more than a dozen Tribulation Transcendence cultivators, and even two Lesser Saints had been dispatched. It truly was worthy of being a Sacred Land.

"Young Master Jiang, this is Elder Wu, and this is Elder Liu." Ouyang Yuegui briefly introduced the two Lesser Saint elders to Jiang Ming.

The two smiled faintly at Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming nodded, his expression calm, but did not speak.

"Young Master Jiang, come with me. This is the room prepared for you." Ouyang Yuegui led Jiang Ming into a luxurious room.

"Isn't he just from an Imperial Clan? Was there any need for the Saintess to be so polite, even personally receiving him? Not even the Sacred Land's Holy Son gets this treatment."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Look at how arrogant he is. He didn't even greet the elders."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Quiet!!" A Tribulation Transcendence cultivator frowned, and the area instantly fell silent. He could only sigh at how these youngsters did not know the height of heaven or the depth of earth, daring to discuss the Imperial Clan.