The younger generation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had begun to mature, and the older generation was working hard as well. Very good.
When The Descent arrived, that brat Wang Changsheng had been preparing to transfer his assets. In the end, Meng Tianzheng, Shi Hao, and several others joined forces and thoroughly plundered the Wang Family in a single battle.
The Wang Family's remaining nine dragons were all wiped out. More importantly, Wang Changsheng had been exposed. He did not seem to be of the Wang Family's bloodline. The rumors of the Longevity Calamity, along with the appearance of the Longevity Sword—held by Jiang Ming's woman, who did not acknowledge Wang Changsheng and instead took the initiative to slash at him—
All of it exposed one fact: something was wrong with Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng was straightforward as well. Knowing he could not win, he simply chose to make peace and rushed into the depths of The Descent.
Jiang Ming walked between heaven and earth, and his condition had never been better.
The key was that after entering the Red Dust Immortal Realm, his shackles had suddenly vanished, and his cultivation had sped up.
Next, he only needed to focus on breaking through to the Immortal King Realm.
With Jiang Ming's breakthrough, Dao rhythms circulated around him. The Twelve Ancestral Witch Divine Forms behind him became much more solid, their circulating Dao rhythms growing ever more mysterious and unfathomable.
At his brow, a Black Lotus occasionally appeared and slowly revolved, giving off a faint purple radiance. Each time it emerged, even the strange and ominous dark mist lay dormant, not daring to stir as though it feared something.
Jiang Ming quietly waited for everything to settle. He was incomparably serene. No matter what, everything was good.
This was