Myriad Daos of the Heaven

The Great Floating Island spanned hundreds of thousands of meters, its surface exceptionally dense with a mysterious Ancient Spiritual Qi. A faint Spiritual Mist drifted about, swirling endlessly. It looked just like an Immortal Sacred Land, a truly extraordinary sight.

Because the island was flat and open, Jiang Jichen could see at a glance that there were exactly two hundred people on it!

’Heh, what a coincidence. And so confident, too!’

All they had to do was kill his party of four, and they could teleport directly to the second level of the Exquisite Treasure Tower.

A thousand thoughts spun through his mind in an instant, and Jiang Jichen saw right through their plan.

’But by that same token, if I kill four of them, won’t I also be able to enter the second level of the Treasure Tower?’

Jiang Jichen stood proudly upon the massive iron chain, the Bronze Rust Sword already clutched in his hand.

As for the Wandering Dragon Holy Sword, he found he couldn’t draw it, just as he’d suspected. It seemed to be suppressed by the power of the Exquisite Treasure Tower, completely unusable here.

"In a moment, I’ll charge up there alone and cut down four of them. You three wait here. No matter what happens, do not take a single step forward. Once I’ve killed four people, you are to rush onto the Great Floating Island immediately!"

Jiang Jichen secretly transmitted to the three women behind him.

The three women were incredibly sharp; they knew this was the best approach. If they went up, they would be useless and only serve as a burden.

With just Jiang Jichen on his own, he could fight without restraint and unleash his peak performance.

Besides, even if the three of them weren’t here, Jiang Jichen would have had to do this anyway. The only difference is that he would have only needed to kill one person!

The people from the Seven Great Families and Three Major Sects had clearly laid a trap long ago, just waiting for Jiang Jichen to walk into it.

And it was a trap he had no choice but to spring, unless he and his party were willing to give up on entering the next level of the Treasure Tower Space.

Was Jiang Jichen willing to give up the chance to enter the next level of the Exquisite Treasure Tower? Absolutely not!

On the Great Floating Island, of the Seven Great Families and Three Major Sects, only the Kong Family, the Qing Family, and the Blood Refining Alliance hadn’t joined the encirclement. Everyone else was there—and they were all old acquaintances.

The moment Ling Dong of Lingxu Temple recalled the humiliation Jiang Jichen had dealt him, as well as the slaughter of a group of Lingxu Temple disciples, he felt a blazing fire of rage ignite in his heart.

His eyes were venomous as he glared at Jiang Jichen. "Jiang Jichen, you’ve got it wrong. We’re not here to stop you. We’re here to... kill you!"

The second senior brother of the Flowing Cloud Sect, holding his Surprise Rainbow Sword, stood with a carefree air and spoke coolly, "Jiang Jichen, you may have dodged a casual strike from me outside, but I’m afraid you won’t be so lucky this time. Of course, if you’re willing to present the Holy Sword to me with both hands, I might consider staying my own."

Guo Qishan’s voice was laced with hatred. "Jiang Jichen, you’ve slipped away time and again, but let’s see you try to escape now! Today, I will take your head to avenge my brother!"

The others remained silent, but their eyes, all fixed on Jiang Jichen, were filled with hate.

These people—Su Feng, Zhongg Li, Cang Lengshan, Nangong Jinjie, and the rest—were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators of varying realms, from Early to Late Stage. Some had Earth Level Dao Platforms, others were close to achieving a Heavenly Level Platform Dao, and some even possessed... a Pseudo-Heaven-level Dao Platform!

Facing this group of top-tier figures from the Southern Continent’s younger generation, Jiang Jichen remained completely unfazed.

There was not a trace of panic, not an inkling of fear; only confident composure and dauntless courage!

In fact, many who witnessed this scene were already marveling to themselves. They simply couldn’t believe that Jiang Jichen was a Junior Cultivator from some remote Small Country.

Those who didn’t know any better would have assumed he was a peerless, once-in-a-generation genius from some Ancient Sect Holy Land, out exploring the world!

Jiang Jichen looked at them. "Kill me? Nowhere to run? You guys are hilarious. What if I give up on entering the next level of the Treasure Tower Space and just jump down to the Cultivation Arena below? What could you possibly do to me then?"

Hearing Jiang Jichen’s words, the crowd froze for a moment.

It seemed... they had never even considered that possibility!

’But it’s a real possibility. What if... what if Jiang Jichen really doesn’t set foot on the Great Floating Island? What if he gives up the chance to enter the next level and just jumps down?’

"Jiang Jichen, you coward! Don’t you even dare to set one foot on the Great Floating Island?"

"Hmph. What if we agree not to attack you while you’re coming up?"

"If you don’t even have the courage to step onto the island, then your cultivation journey ends here. This brat is nothing to be afraid of!"

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The disciples from the Noble Families and Sects chimed in with insults, goads, and expressions of contempt. They used every trick in the book, seemingly terrified that Jiang Jichen wouldn’t set foot on the Great Floating Island.

"Are you... begging me to come up there and kill you?"

Jiang Jichen scoffed, a playful glint in his eyes.

"You... Jiang Jichen! You only dare to run your mouth from down there! If you’ve got the guts, come up here and fight me for three hundred rounds!"

A talented Young Master from a first-rate Noble Family shouted.

At this, however, the members of the Seven Great Families and Three Major Sects fell silent, watching the scene unfold with cold detachment.

Jiang Jichen raised his sword, flicked the blade, and announced in a clear, carrying voice, "Since you’re all so earnestly begging me to come up, how could I possibly let you down?"

As he spoke, he shot forward like a Barbaric Dragon bursting from the sea, soaring through the air and lunging toward the Great Floating Island.

"As you wish, then. Here I come!"

His body moved like lightning, his Sword Light a silken blur. In a single movement, Jiang Jichen had already bypassed the entire crowd and appeared behind them.

Such speed, such a Body Technique... and that sword. It had already taken the head of the Early-stage Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator at the back of the group, the one who had just called him a coward.

’So fast, so ferocious, so powerful! When did Jiang Jichen become this terrifying?’

In that instant, the same thought flashed through everyone’s mind.

Even without his Holy Sword, Jiang Jichen was still just as powerful, just as domineering!

Even surrounded by the genius disciples of Noble Families and Sects, taking a head was as easy as reaching into his own pocket.

However, this risky gambit instantly threw him into a perilous crisis. It was no different from finding himself in a hopeless situation.

The disciples from the Noble Families and Sects reacted with incredible speed.

Ling Dong, Guo Qishan, Nangong Jinjie, and Cang Lengshan, in particular, all struck at the same time.

This time, these top geniuses of the Southern Continent held nothing back. They cast aside their pride and joined forces, intending to overwhelm and kill Jiang Jichen in a single, combined strike.

They had already experienced how powerful and slippery Jiang Jichen was; they couldn’t afford to miss this opportunity. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Others who hated Jiang Jichen to the bone, such as Zhongg Li, Su Feng, and Weii Qing, also unleashed their full power, sending killing blows hurtling toward him without reservation.

A combined attack from so many geniuses would likely blast even an expert at the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm to smithereens. It was a situation that promised certain death.

Jiang Jichen was merely at the Innate Ninth-Layer Perfect Realm. How could he possibly be an exception?

Standing on the iron chain, Hua Xiaoling and Tang Ni felt their hearts leap into their throats. Their faces turned deathly pale as they were overcome with worry for Jiang Jichen.

Only Yee Youmeng remained steady. She gripped her large machete tightly with both hands, her eyes flickering with an unreadable fire.