Everyone gathered the bodies of the fallen immortals and brought them back to the nearest tribe. Of course, many had been devoured by demon beasts, leaving not even corpses behind.
But the Human race's Visible Lineage was now completely united. The Human Immortals above the Profound Immortal realm were the elite of the entire race, and Suiren and the others knew their exact numbers. None would be overlooked.
After finishing all this, Jiang Haofeng sat cross-legged atop a great mountain above the border, gazing into the sky.
Things had reached the final step.
The coming battle would determine the final outcome.
In the Primordial World, strength ultimately decided superiority. The demon race was strong while the Human race was weak, and the Human race happened to possess something the demon race needed. If they wanted to preserve the Human race and change the demon race's mind—
After thinking it over, Jiang Haofeng found only one way: borrow a force powerful enough to make the entire demon race wary. To put it bluntly, he would borrow the Sage's name.
Other than that, did the Human race, which could not even gather a single Quasi-Saint from its whole race, have any other chance against the enormous demon race?
No. The Human race's greatest bargaining chip was the Sage!
This was an utterly unequal war. The Human race had only one trump card. If they used it well enough to frighten the Demon Emperor and deter Di Jun, the Human race would naturally remain safe.
If it failed to deter them, they could only retreat back to Central Phoenix Mountain.
A vast divine might, comparable to heaven and earth, swept forth. In an instant, the Human race felt as though a mountain had been placed upon them. Even Suiren, Da Chao, and Zhisheng, the three late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortals, wore grave expressions.
Among them, only Jiang Haofeng's expression remained unchanged.
Feeling the vast divine might in the void, Jiang Haofeng stood atop the mountain like an immovable boulder, completely unaffected by the surrounding aura.
Jiang Haofeng's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm. Moreover, he cultivated the complete Nine Revolutions Profound Art. With the sixth level of the complete Nine Revolutions Profound Art perfected, Jiang Haofeng was absolutely among the strongest beneath Quasi-Saints in terms of cultivation alone, far stronger than ordinary peak Grand Luo Golden Immortals!
Coupled with his perfected divine abilities, whether he could exchange a few moves with a Quasi-Saint was another matter, but resisting a Quasi-Saint's aura was effortless!
Red and blue mystical light flickered in Jiang Haofeng's eyes as a figure entered his sight.
Dragon head, human body, bird claws!
Demon Saint Ji Meng!
One of the ancient Dragon race's generals, an ancient powerhouse who had lived through three calamities!
Sure enough, at most, the demon race had dispatched one of the Ten Directions Demon Saints. Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Xi He, Kunpeng, Fuxi, and the other peak demon race experts would not act lightly.
As Ji Meng's figure in midair drew closer, the pressure in the void steadily intensified. Wind and clouds churned across heaven and earth. The once-clear sky filled with rolling black clouds that blotted out the sun and sky, as though heaven and earth were enraged!
Ji Meng's enormous body stood amid the black clouds as he looked down upon the Human race immortals below.
"Human race, you slaughtered our demon soldiers and killed our demon gods. Today, I shall seek justice for my demon race!"
As his words fell, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the void. Torrential rain poured down as black clouds surged across the sky, as though a hole had opened in the heavens and endless rainwater spilled from the void.
The rain fell, instantly corroding large holes into the earth. Grass and trees withered, flowers and fruits shriveled. The immortals hurriedly raised barriers of magic power, but as the rain fell, those barriers became mottled at a visible rate and were on the verge of shattering.
The immortals were greatly alarmed and immediately used Grand Pure Immortal Light to protect themselves. As the rain fell, even the immortal light dimmed. Though it was somewhat stronger than barriers of magic power, it was still nothing before this rain.
The torrential rain poured from the sky as though a vast, boundless sea had overturned overhead. In the blink of an eye, the ground had sunk several hundred meters, and several mountain peaks had been forcibly shaved flat.
After several breaths, the Human race Profound Immortals present could no longer hold on, yet the torrential rain in the void showed no sign of stopping.
Jiang Haofeng had observed enough. With a turn of his hand, a scroll appeared in it.
Immortal light swirled around the scroll. Its spindle resembled white jade, while mystical light flickered within, containing endless profundities.
Jiang Haofeng raised his hand and tossed it. The scroll instantly unfurled, and a painting one person's height appeared in the void.
Golden mystical light gleamed across the painting as dense power of the Great Dao rose from it. With a flash of mystical light, the wind ceased and the rain stopped. The heavy black clouds in the sky completely dispersed, the great sun hung overhead, and bright sunlight shone down.
At the same time, the painting in the void rolled itself shut and fell into Jiang Haofeng's hand.
The Ultimate Innate Spirit Treasure—the Qiankun Diagram, the Magic Treasure once used by the Grand Pure Sage to understand karma.
This diagram had no offensive power and no defensive use. It could only trap people, and only one person at a time. It seemed restricted in every way, with few functions, far inferior to some more versatile Magic Treasures.
But it was, after all, an Ultimate Innate Spirit Treasure. Having forsaken all other functions, its final ability had become extraordinarily powerful!
Anyone beneath the Sage realm could be taken into it. Once trapped inside, without outside assistance, there was absolutely no possibility of escape!
Back then, Yun Xiao, a peak Quasi-Saint, had been captured by the Grand Pure Sage with this diagram and suppressed beneath Qilin Cliff.
Although Jiang Haofeng's current cultivation was insufficient to unleash the diagram's full power, and he could not trap a peak Quasi-Saint, trapping an early-stage Quasi-Saint like Ji Meng was effortless.
Jiang Haofeng slowly opened the painting. The once-empty scroll now contained many things. Thick black clouds rolled across its skies, and torrential rain that seemed capable of toppling heaven swept down.
Within the clouds, a massive figure floated in the sky—dragon head, human body, bird claws!
The rain suddenly vanished, and the Human race's eyes all fell upon Jiang Haofeng. Those fortunate enough to have heard the Grand Pure Sage's teachings knew that the treasure in his hand was the Qiankun Diagram the Sage used to understand karma. As for the cultivators who had risen later, they stared at Jiang Haofeng with curiosity.
More accurately, they stared at the Qiankun Diagram in Jiang Haofeng's hand. What kind of treasure was this, to possess such power? That scene of destroying heaven and earth, along with such a terrifying mighty expert, had actually been taken in by this thin painting scroll.
It was truly incredible!
"The Qiankun Diagram is actually this powerful!" Da Chao's eyes lit up as he stared in shock at the scroll in Jiang Haofeng's hand.
"A Sage's treasure is naturally extraordinary!" Jiang Haofeng said with a smile.
"Everyone, I am going to the Demon Court to speak with the demon race and see whether we can end this karma and have both races cease their conflict. Although our Human race was fortunate enough to defeat the demon race twice, they were merely small skirmishes. The demon race has yet to display its true strength. The demon race was able to dominate the Primordial World, and it is certainly not something the current Human race can compare to." Jiang Haofeng looked at the Human race immortals around him and spoke.
"Haofeng, it's too dangerous!"
Zhisheng was immediately startled and spoke at once.
"That is the Demon Court, the core of the demon race. There are more than twenty Quasi-Saints within it..."
Seeing Zhisheng's anxious expression, Jiang Haofeng smiled at her.
"It'll be fine, Zhisheng. Don't worry."
"Have you forgotten?"
"I have merit protecting me. In the Primordial World, there are very few who dare kill me. If I truly provoke them, at worst, I will merely be suppressed."
"If the two races cease their conflict, then what does it matter if I go to the Demon Court? If they do not, then even if I stay away from the Demon Court, the demon race will still come to kill us!"
As his words fell, Zhisheng fell silent. Haofeng was right. If the two races continued fighting, there was no difference between this place and the Demon Court. No matter where they hid, the demon race would come after them.
"Everyone, wait for my good news!"
Jiang Haofeng swept his gaze over them, smiled, and put away the Qiankun Diagram with a turn of his hand. Grand Pure Immortal Light burst from his body as he transformed into a streak of golden light and shot through the air, soaring straight into the nine heavens!
With the support of perfected Earth-Traversing Golden Light, even without employing martial arts, Jiang Haofeng's speed had reached the Grand Luo Golden Immortal level.
The golden light pierced through the clouds, streaking across the sky like lightning. It crossed billions of miles of void, passed through the raging layer of astral winds, and an imposing heavenly palace appeared before him.
Endless palaces stood atop the clouds, stretching beyond sight. Before him stood a gigantic heavenly gate that connected heaven and earth. Hundreds of armored demon soldiers guarded both sides of the gate.
Each of these demon soldiers possessed formidable auras, and every one was above the Golden Immortal realm. The leader's aura was vast as the sea, his surging presence washing through the void. He was clearly a Grand Luo Golden Immortal-level demon god, and a peak Grand Luo Golden Immortal at that.
Golden Immortals as soldiers, Grand Luo Immortals as generals. As expected of the ancient Demon Court, its strength was truly formidable!
"Who goes there?"
Seeing Jiang Haofeng approach through the air, the Grand Luo realm demon god flicked his spear. The aura of a peak Grand Luo swept forth as he shouted.
Standing before the heavenly gate under the gazes of the demons, Jiang Haofeng slowly spoke.
"Haofeng of the Human race, here to visit the Demon Emperor!"
"Please announce me!"
His voice carried far through the sky. For a moment, every demon across billions of miles heard Jiang Haofeng's words. Vast auras rose one after another within the Demon Court as countless demon race experts stood atop the clouds, looking curiously at Jiang Haofeng.
"Enter!"
A domineering voice sounded from the void.
At the same time, everyone in the Demon Court immediately bowed toward the source of the voice.
Before the heavenly gate, the peak Grand Luo guard commander withdrew his spear. "Follow me!"
With that, he took the lead into the demon race's territory, and Jiang Haofeng did not delay as he followed closely behind.
A moment later, a crimson palace appeared before them. The entire palace was scarlet, adorned with golden patterns. Three ancient Dao characters were engraved before the hall, reading: Demon Emperor Palace.
Jiang Haofeng did not hesitate and stepped directly inside.
Within the great hall, Di Jun, dressed in a gold-and-crimson robe, sat on the main seat. Mysterious Dao intent permeated his body, and an incomparably domineering aura filled the entire imperial palace.
The pressure of that aura was so immense that even Jiang Haofeng felt tremendous strain, as though a mountain weighed upon him. Compared to the Ji Meng from before, the Di Jun before him was like heaven and earth apart!
In a daze, Jiang Haofeng seemed to see a towering existence standing amid the endless starry sky, with countless stars revolving around him.
Jiang Haofeng was secretly shocked. Was this the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array?
"Haofeng? You do have some nerve!"
Di Jun examined the Human race man who had dared come alone to his Demon Court, his expression blank as he spoke.
At a glance, he could detect nothing. The man was shrouded in mist. He presumably had some supreme treasure protecting him, at least a High-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.
"This Demon Court is not a dragon's pool or tiger's den. Why shouldn't I come?" Jiang Haofeng said calmly.
"A dragon's pool or tiger's den?"
"What does a dragon's pool or tiger's den amount to?"
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