Chapter 1662: Great Slaughter in All Directions

Lingxu Zi smiled, saying, "He just needs to survive until the end, until the catastrophe unfolding in the Central Lands concludes. The Central Lands must have sent him with great confidence that he can survive until the very end."

The woman frowned, saying, "Your Central Lands is, after all, a world that once obtained a Ceasefire Stele. Are you really so dispirited this time?"

She still felt pity for Lingxu Zi, who was on the verge of decay.

Lingxu Zi chuckled hoarsely: "The Central Lands paid an immense price to achieve that three thousand years ago. How can the Central Lands today afford to pay such a price again?"

Hearing this, the woman sighed faintly: "If he were to give the Ancient Wasteland Token to your Young Emperor of the Central Lands, there might still be hope. The Young Emperor is the son of a Three-Calamity Sage, with unparalleled strength, capable of competing with figures like Yun Wanxiao and Liu Bianhuang. If he came, while it's not certain he'd get first place, his performance would at least be better than Jiang Fan's, not merely having hunted four by now..."

"Huh? How did it become fourteen?" When the woman inadvertently looked at the white dot representing Jiang Fan, the number four on it had somehow changed to fourteen!

Lingxu Zi was also stunned. He quickly looked over, exclaiming in surprise: "He killed ten just while we were talking?"

The woman's face was filled with doubt: "He must have used some kind of law, right? That's truly reckless. If he uses up his laws now, how will he survive the next round?"

At this moment, Jiang Fan's number changed again. From fourteen, it suddenly jumped to twenty-four. Then, the numbers continued to surge: Thirty, forty-six, sixty...

The woman's eyes widened: "What is he doing? Did he bring a whole set of laws to the Ancient Wasteland Hunting Grounds? Shouldn't the Sages of the Central Lands be busy with the great war? Do they still have the energy to spare so many laws for him?"

What truly petrified her was that Jiang Fan's numbers showed no sign of stopping their ascent. Each time, the number surged, by at least eight, and sometimes by over a dozen or twenty.

Lingxu Zi was utterly shocked: "Even Prince Xiang isn't this fast! What is going on?"

The slovenly middle-aged man, reclining on his throne, seemed to gaze past the crystal, directly at Jiang Fan on the ground, taking in his every move. Originally cynical, he suddenly sat upright, leaning slightly forward, a hint of solemnity appearing in his eyes: "Am I seeing this correctly? It's actually this kind of Dao! If those prehistoric old Sages in the Divine Capital knew, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to rest easy."

On the ground, Jiang Yitian watched as the Ancient Blood Demon Kings, which he had laboriously poisoned and injured, exploded one by one like watermelons crushed by a carriage wheel. He stood rooted to the spot, completely bewildered.

"Is this the power of a domain? No, this is too domineering, isn't it? As long as there's a slight injury, the injury itself detonates the entire body?" He then reacted, looking towards Jiang Fan's hidden location, and stomped his foot, exclaiming, "You scoundrel, why are you stealing my kills instead of hunting your own?"

Jiang Fan revealed himself, feigning surprise: "I thought Brother Jiang was being chased by Ancient Blood Demon Kings again, so I just stepped in to help. So, it seems I misunderstood."

"It's you?" Hearing the voice, Jiang Yitian immediately recognized it as the cloaked individual who had conned him out of his *True Scripture of Poison Origin*. What astonished him even more was that the aura emanating from the person before him was merely that of a Heaven-Human First Decay! Although he didn't know why the divine ring was hidden, the cultivation level was definitely Heaven-Human First Decay! He had once believed Jiang Fan to be a Heaven-Human Second or even Third Decay being.

Jiang Fan said, "It is indeed I. How has your cultivation of the *Selfless Dust Cleansing Art* progressed, Brother Jiang? You must have made significant progress, I presume."

Jiang Yitian felt a pang of guilt, but seeing Jiang Fan's youthful face, similar to his own age, he didn't want to lose face, so he puffed out his chest: "Of course. It's just a mere invisibility art; what's so difficult about it? What about you? How is your cultivation of the *True Scripture of Poison Origin* coming along?" He asked with a half-smile. If Jiang Fan had tried to concoct poisons, he would surely have discovered the trap he had laid.

To his surprise, Jiang Fan expressed gratitude, saying, "Brother Jiang, your righteousness is profound. For bestowing upon me such an extraordinary poison scripture, I, Jiang, am deeply grateful, both on my own behalf and on behalf of the Central Lands."

Jiang Yitian frowned. Had Jiang Fan still not discovered the trap within? Thinking this, he felt a little disappointed. He had actually hoped to see Jiang Fan frustrated and exasperated.

He smiled meaningfully: "You'll thank me even more once you've studied this scripture."

"Farewell."

"Wait!" Jiang Fan had no intention of wasting time chattering with him. He immediately took out a small divine ring and said, "I found a treasure that can replenish domains. I'd like to trade some materials from the Ten Thousand Poisons Realm with Brother Jiang."

Jiang Yitian's pupils contracted. He immediately recognized the item and said excitedly: "Good, what materials do you want?" With this to restore his domain, he could refine another batch of the Five Gu deadly poisons.

So, the two began to haggle on the spot. A short while later, Jiang Fan's pockets were bulging with a dozen or so storage artifacts. Meanwhile, more than half of Jiang Yitian's spatial storage artifacts, which had been hanging all over him, were gone.

Holding the divine ring in one hand, he glared at Jiang Fan's retreating figure with the other: "That damn black-hearted dog! A single broken law, and he took more than half of my materials! Why doesn't the heavens strike him down? Just you wait! I'll take first place with this small divine ring, and you'll regret this day!"

As for Jiang Fan, he went straight to the next densely populated area of Ancient Blood Demon Kings, and without a word, unleashed a flawless domain that radiated in all directions. Any one-star Blood Demon King that was injured immediately exploded. As for the severely injured two-star Blood Demon Kings, he manipulated the Three-Crowned Asura King Puppet to finish them off.

"You're asking for death!" roared a Heaven-Human Fourth Decay expert, who was strenuously hunting nearby, immediately erupting in rage.

Jiang Fan decided to let the White Tiger also appear. It was already the final sprint, no need for further concealment. The moment the White Tiger's massive twenty-foot body appeared, the opponent's face drastically changed, and he instantly became much more polite and civilized. He cupped his hands and smiled gently, "Our meeting is by fate. I shall cede this place to you and seek elsewhere. Farewell, farewell."

With the White Tiger present, many troubles could be avoided. Glancing at the scattered Blood Demon Kings around, Jiang Fan ignored them, withdrew his puppet, and immediately rushed to the next location. Thus, Jiang Fan rampaged ahead, while the White Tiger promoted civility from behind. In their wake, after initial sporadic curses, peace would quickly descend upon the area.

Soon, Jiang Fan exhausted his ten domain uses. The number on the crown above his head, as expected, reached one hundred. A phantom white light beam, ten *zhang* long, appeared. But this was far from enough. He took out a small divine ring, absorbed it, instantly refilled his domain uses, and resumed his slaughter.

About fifteen minutes later, Lingxu Zi's grizzled beard trembled, and his face was beaming with smiles: "Over four hundred! Only behind Prince Xiang, Yun Wanxiao, Liu Bianhuang, and the Heavenly Sword siblings! My Central Lands can actually fight its way to fifth place by itself! This brings too much honor to our Central Lands!"