Jiang Xueyi, the root of disaster

Having thought everything through, Jun Wudao finally understood all the doubts and questions he had harbored before.

"With a golden-finger grandpa teaching and protecting him, no wonder he dared to storm the Jun Clan with an early Divine Power Realm cultivation-and even succeeded in wiping us out!"

Killing intent filled Jun Wudao's eyes, and a violent presence swept out from him.

That old bastard could be called the chief culprit behind the destruction of the entire Jun Clan. Without his help, Su Fan, with his current abilities, could never have wiped out the Jun Clan!

Like Su Fan, that old bastard had earned a place on Jun Wudao's must-kill list.

A long while later, Jun Wudao suppressed the fury and killing intent in his heart and asked inwardly:

"System! Can the Asura Legion's cultivation be unsealed ahead of time?"

"Ding! No, Master. The lower realm's starry skies cannot accommodate their unsealed existence!"

The system's mechanical electronic voice sounded in Jun Wudao's mind, devoid of all emotion.

Jun Wudao said nothing upon hearing this. He remained utterly calm.

The answer stirred no particular reaction in Jun Wudao. After all, they were a million beings at the great perfection of the Supreme Realm. It was only natural that the lower realm could not accommodate them once unsealed.

He had only asked casually in the first place!

He had asked merely because he wanted to use the million unsealed Asuras to crush and kill Su Fan's golden-finger grandpa outright.

After all, he did not know what realm that grandpa had previously reached, nor how much strength he could still unleash now.

Gathering his thoughts, Jun Wudao shifted his gaze and murmured:

"It seems that if I want to kill that old bastard, I still need to slaughter sects and exterminate clans first to increase my strength..."

"For now, raising my own strength is still the surest path. Su Fan, we'll meet again very soon..."

Although he now possessed a million-strong Asura Legion, Jun Wudao knew full well that to forge iron, one must first be strong oneself!

Slaughter was what he ought to be doing now!

At this thought, Jun Wudao could not help smiling and remarking mildly:

"The True Self System? I think it's more like a slaughter system. To grow stronger, I have to slaughter. Heh! Quite inhumane, but I like it. Slaughter all living beings and establish my true self. Interesting!"

Then Jun Wudao raised his dark eyes toward the outside of the hall. His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space and reach the distant other shore, a cold glint flashing through his shadowed eyes.

"Jiang Xueyi... I'll start with you and the Star Divine Sect, then..."

Jun Wudao had no intention of sparing Jiang Yixue either!

Despite knowing that she was already betrothed, she had behaved without restraint and fallen in love with someone else. Worse still, on the very day of her wedding to him, before the entire Desolate Domain, she had tossed out the words, "I'm sorry, he's the one I love," and eloped with Su Fan, utterly humiliating Jun Wudao and the entire Jun Clan before the whole Desolate Domain!

Without her unfaithful conduct, how would the Jun Clan have incurred the enmity of the son of destiny?

Jiang Xueyi was the root of the evil that had led to the Jun Clan's destruction!

Cold glints filled Jun Wudao's dark, fathomless eyes. He involuntarily clenched his fists so tightly that they creaked, giving off crisp sounds of bones cracking.

"Heh... Mutual love?"

"Why say nothing sooner or later, but insist on humiliating me and the Jun Clan on the wedding day?"

"You were the root of this disaster. Everything one does comes at a price. I, Jun Wudao, am no saint who can erase gratitude and grudges with a smile."

The indifferent, emotionless words left Jun Wudao's mouth. At once, utterly frigid killing intent filled the entire palace, and the surrounding temperature plummeted!

Cold light flickered in his eyes.

With a thought, he willed it.

The Nine Nether Rebirth Boat abruptly changed direction. With a boom, a thunderous roar like that of an enraged dragon erupted, and the Nine Nether Rebirth Boat instantly became a shadowy nether dragon, swiftly traversing the extradimensional space at an indescribable speed.

The endless surrounding space poured madly to either side like seawater parted by a ferry, as though stars were clustering around the moon.

"Hum, hum, hum."

The Nine Nether Rebirth Boat hurtled through extradimensional space at an unimaginable speed.

"As one of the Desolate Domain's five pinnacle powers, the Star Divine Sect should be more or less equal in strength to my Jun Clan. The million Asuras are all currently at the perfection of the Divine Body Realm. As experts who were at the great perfection of the Supreme Realm before being sealed, and as cheat characters supplied by the system, they should all be able to fight above their realm."

Inside the Nine Nether Hall, Jun Wudao still sat quietly on the demonic dragon chair, lightly tapping his head with his fingers, a faint question in his dark, profound eyes.

Jun Wudao had neither seen nor asked about the full combat strength of the million Asuras, so he still had his doubts. But he did not care!

Because in this battle, Jun Wudao did not intend to have the million Asuras act. He would do it himself.

There were three reasons!

First was his anger toward Jiang Xueyi and the Star Divine Sect.

Second, he wanted to test his own strength, and the Star Divine Sect was a fine target.

Third, this was a grudge between him, Jun Wudao, and Jiang Xueyi and the Star Divine Sect!

Of course, if his strength proved insufficient, he would naturally have the million Asuras enter the fray. Whatever the outcome, the Star Divine Sect had to be destroyed!

"The Star Divine Sect does, after all, have Divine Soul Realm experts presiding over it. To be safe, I should first slaughter a few of its subordinate cities!"

It would not be too late to destroy the Star Divine Sect after raising his strength first.

With a plan in mind, Jun Wudao stopped deliberating. He slowly rose to his feet and said mildly:

"Slaughter brings improvement. Such a simple, brutal method is... not bad!"

"This is also a good chance to try the slaughtering divine ability recorded in the first level of the Heaven-Battling Forbidden Canon."

As he spoke, Jun Wudao strode out of the hall. Since he already had a plan, there was no need to give it any further thought. He might as well use that time to take in more of the Nine Nether Rebirth Boat's netherworld scenery.

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

When he emerged from the hall, the Asuras guarding all four sides outside bowed respectfully in greeting.

Jun Wudao nodded slightly and continued walking through the dim, netherworld-like warship. All around him was desolation, eeriness, and gloom, without a trace of life.

At a glance, the entire space was filled with a netherworld quality. Desolation filled his vision, without the slightest vitality. A faint air of dusk shrouded the warship's entire world, as though this were an eerie prison, a sinister land, a region of terror that made one's hair stand on end and sent chills down one's spine.

Jun Wudao walked on like this, the many evil presences suffusing his surroundings setting him off like an unrivaled demonic god, suffocating and terrifying.

At every place he passed.

Asuras bowed respectfully, one after another.

He was like an unrivaled Devil Master receiving the homage of ten thousand fiends.

Finally, Jun Wudao reached a dark-red pavilion and sat down. His dark, fathomless eyes surveyed the surrounding netherworld scenery. After a long while, he murmured:

"It lacks a little vitality."

"And a few people to attend to me."

For such an enormous warship, a little lack of vitality was nothing. After all, its world was lifeless because that was simply its nature. But a lack of attendants would not do.