Chapter 1683: Stars Shine Brightly

Unsolvable Substitute Marriage: Jiang Fan, Xu Yining

The Lord of Jiangshan Yipin Tower flashed to Jiang Fan's side, gazing ahead and declared, "The Nameless One of Middle-Earth is here!"

The Great Venerable Golden Scale followed closely, shouting dominantly, "The Great Venerable Golden Scale of Middle-Earth is here!"

The Mountain Lord of Qunxing, the Great Venerable Ice Heart, and the Great Venerable Myriad Weapons all shimmered into existence. "All the Great Venerables of Middle-Earth are here!"

"The Heart Demon Venerable of Taicang Great State is here!"

"Ping Tian of Taicang Great State is here!"

"Ming Ye of Taicang Great State is here!"

"Taicang Great State…"

One after another, Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators from Middle-Earth appeared around Jiang Fan. They were guardians defying the cataclysmic flood, sparks illuminating the path in the long night. Each of their "We are here!" declarations forged Middle-Earth's unyielding spine, and their resolute gazes intertwined to form Middle-Earth's indestructible faith.

This was Middle-Earth's final stand. It was also when the brightest stars shone. Groups of magnificent figures, burning themselves for their ideals, illuminated eons of time, leaving behind a legend that would never fade. Even if Middle-Earth were destroyed, their will, like sparks, would spread across all heavens and a hundred realms, eventually igniting the entire cosmos.

The powerhouses from various realms were awestruck. Before the torrent of fate, what formidable will did the Spirit Transformation Venerables of Middle-Earth display? Knowing they were outmatched, they still resolutely fought against fate. Even if they died, they would have no regrets.

The heroic and tragic scene caused many fleeing powerhouses from other realms to halt. "Enough," one said, "even if I return, my homeland will long be destroyed. Let this broken body remain in this foreign land!"

Another declared, "We are all suffering beings living under ancient dark creatures. What difference is there between this realm and that? Let's fight for Middle-Earth; if I die in battle, my people back home will be proud of me."

"As fellow humans, I too shall contribute my meager strength," yet another stated. "I hope Middle-Earth achieves a great victory and is no longer afflicted by the dark creatures."

One by one, the fleeing extraterrestrial powerhouses turned back. Before the fate of all beings, they abandoned their otherworldly identities, initiating an unprecedented alliance battle among all realms, the likes of which had not been seen in eons. At this moment, Middle-Earth's spark ignited a hundred realms!

The Six-Sun Giant Emperor showed a hint of shock. After enduring the baptism of ten thousand years of catastrophe, Middle-Earth's flame of will, far from being extinguished, had grown stronger. What exactly sustained these pioneers, making them advance one after another, like moths to a flame, striking against the firmament of fate?

He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, murderous intent surged like a sea. "This time, Middle-Earth will have no more chances!" he roared. "Kill!!!"

The final battle erupted! Four hundred Giant Kings charged forth magnificently, their footsteps rumbling like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth. For a moment, it seemed as if the very ground began to tilt. A torch seemed to burn in Jiang Fan's eyes as he shouted, "Kill!"

Roar— Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the White Tiger leaped forth. The many Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators, like tiny fireflies, plunged towards the dark, surging tide of bronze giants.

The two sides clashed on a plain. In an instant, several bursts of blood mist exploded. Three Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators were utterly annihilated by the bronze torrent the moment they collided. The Giant Kings, already invincible in physique, became a destructive, world-ending torrent after donning their bronze armor, smashing everything in their path. The flesh and blood bodies of humans were utterly vulnerable before them. The long human battle line was easily torn apart. What awaited them was the giant torrent separating them, then segmenting and surrounding them to kill them one by one.

The Six-Sun Giant Emperor's eyes gleamed coldly. Remembering his daughter's warning, he shouted, "Prioritize killing Jiang Fan! At all costs!" Having said this, he met the human sages charging towards him.

Upon receiving the order, the Giant Kings immediately locked onto Jiang Fan. Because he was at the very front, directly facing the vanguard, he was too easy to spot. "Fifth Army, full assault! Target: assassinate Jiang Fan!"

The Fifth Army, being the closest, charged forward in unison to kill Jiang Fan. "Be careful!" the Lord of Jiangshan Yipin Tower cried out anxiously from afar. Just how wary were the giants of Jiang Fan, to deploy the might of an entire army to kill him! How could he, alone, withstand the attacks of eighty Giant Kings?

The Lord of Jiangshan Yipin Tower wanted to rush to his aid, but he could barely protect himself. The surrounding Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators also faced enemies several times their number, making it impossible to assist. They could only watch helplessly as Jiang Fan, riding the White Tiger, became trapped amidst a group of Giant Kings!

Jiang Fan stood on the tiger's back, his gaze sweeping arrogantly in all directions. Giant Kings, each exuding suffocating, oppressive might, fiercely charged forward in unison. He silently counted the distance between the two sides: a hundred zhang, fifty zhang, thirty zhang, ten zhang. The leading Giant King's spiked club could already reach Jiang Fan, and finally, all ten Giant Kings had stepped within a hundred zhang.

Jiang Fan took out his domain mirror and said, "Princess, enjoy the show. This is my final gift to you giants!"

Princess Zijiang watched the oppressive tide of giants close in to within a hundred zhang of Jiang Fan. She frantically pounded the mirror's barrier, screaming urgently. But her voice could not escape the domain mirror. In the chaotic battlefield, no one noticed her tiny figure within the mirror.

Then, before her eyes, her pupils dramatically constricted. Jiang Fan extended his palm, and a purple pellet appeared in his hand. As he clenched his five fingers, the pellet burst. An incredibly powerful blast of air, sweeping with dense purple poisonous mist, surged in all directions, covering a hundred-zhang radius centered around Jiang Fan.

A horrifying scene unfolded. The Two-Star Giant King closest to Jiang Fan bore the brunt, hit directly by the purple poisonous mist. Its skin immediately corroded, its flesh and blood turned into black water, and even its bones melted. In the blink of an eye, it dissolved into a pool of blood. It didn't even have time to scream! The massive armor, lacking support, crashed down with a thud.

And it was not an isolated case. The ten One-Star and Two-Star Giant Kings enveloped by the poisonous mist all met the same fate. They instantly dissolved into blood, and the clanging sound of their scattered armor hitting the ground resounded densely all around.

Two Five-Star Giant Kings' faces changed drastically. They gathered and commanded, "Beware the poisonous mist! Retreat! Throw your spiked clubs! Unleash your origins! Ranged attack!"

Jiang Fan laughed loudly, "If the mountain will not come to me, then I will go to the mountain! Giants! Welcome to Middle-Earth's hell!"

The White Tiger beneath him let out a low growl, leaping into the center of the Fifth Army. Jiang Fan directly detonated a Smoke Luo Pellet. One-Star and Two-Star Giant Kings within a hundred-zhang radius instantly rotted into mud.

"You ants are seeking death!" a Five-Star Giant King roared in grief and indignation. This poisonous mist was too vicious! It caused no harm to humans, demons, or Asuras, but it possessed devastating lethality against their Ancient Giants. Their proud bronze armor couldn't block the poisonous mist in the slightest!

The White Tiger let out a low growl, nimbly leaping away to another spot. Jiang Fan then detonated another Smoke Luo Pellet. By the time the Five-Star Giant Kings, burdened by heavy armor and with less-than-peak leaping ability, pursued them, they had already moved to another location.

After repeating this several times, within the vast Fifth Army, only five One-Star and Two-Star Giant Kings remained, huddled around the Five-Star Giant Kings, having been poisoned to death.

"Jiang Fan of Middle-Earth!!!" The two Five-Star Giant Kings were utterly enraged. In just over ten breaths, more than sixty giants had been slaughtered!

Jiang Fan glanced at the remaining five One-Star and Two-Star Giant Kings; their bodies trembled violently, and the huge vertical eyes on their armor were filled with terror. At this moment, Jiang Fan was nothing short of a butcher in their eyes! Jiang Fan did not waste time or Smoke Luo Pellets on them. "Go! To the next location!"

Hearing this, the White Tiger leaped towards another army of Giant Kings engaged in fierce combat. Jiang Yitian was among them. His shoulder had been pierced through by a Giant King's long tongue, leaving a bloody hole that made him grimace in pain.

"Damn it, if this young master doesn't show his might, they'll think I'm a sick cat!" he grumbled. "Let you taste the power of the Five-Cup Potent Venom; I guarantee you'll drop instantly, losing all ability to move! This is a treasure that bastard Jiang Fan would dream of getting. You're getting off easy!"

He took out a bottle of black viscous liquid, preparing to scatter it. Suddenly, a cloud of purple poisonous mist drifted over, enveloping a hundred-zhang radius. The eight One-Star and Two-Star Giant Kings in the vicinity instantly rotted into mud.

Jiang Yitian stared blankly. "Six... Six-Cup Potent Venom? No, wasn't this something only a senior Grand Poison Master of my Myriad Poisons Realm could concoct?" His eyes lit up with joy, and he quickly cupped his hands, saying, "Which senior master of the poison path has intervened? This junior, Jiang Yitian, bows to you, senior!"

To encounter a senior master of the poison path in a foreign land—what a rare and delightful surprise!