Myriad Daos of the Heaven

The scene was overwhelmingly familiar.

"PFFT!"

Before the Nascent Soul Early Stage Realm cultivator could react, the enormous Big Bone Saber sliced open his Qi Sea.

His Spirit Infant was annihilated at the same time.

The formidable Nascent Soul Realm cultivator died a gruesome death right then and there.

But at that very moment, a Mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator set his sights on Little Skeleton.

The Mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator swung his sword.

A vast wave of Sword Qi billowed out, sweeping toward Little Skeleton from behind.

That wasn’t all. Another cultivator, a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm who seemed to be a leader, was also present.

He was Condensing Spirit in his palm, about to strike Little Skeleton.

Jiang Jichen’s eyes narrowed, his expression turning ice-cold.

His figure abruptly vanished. In a silent, merciless instant, he reappeared behind the Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

The Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator had been about to strike Little Skeleton.

But he abruptly sensed danger from behind.

Without hesitation, he unleashed the condensed attack behind him.

"BOOM!"

The space and earth behind him shattered, and a figure was obliterated.

But there was no spray of blood.

It was just an afterimage.

’Not good!’

The Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator cried out inwardly.

But it was too late.

A flash of a blade, like a bolt of white cloth, struck as fast as lightning.

A slash, and blood sprayed!

A head flew into the air, its Spirit Infant shooting out in terror.

"Ah, no! We’re both of the Human Race!"

The Spirit Infant screamed, trembling with the fear of death.

However, Jiang Jichen remained unmoved, his expression not changing in the slightest.

He swept out with the Venerable’s Broken Soul Refining Banner, already in his hand.

"PFFT!"

The Spirit Infant shattered, and the soul of the Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator was devoured by the Soul Refining Banner.

After devouring the soul of the Late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Jiang Jichen noticed the ancient, dilapidated Soul Refining Banner beginning to emit a barely perceptible luster.

It was repairing itself, evolving, growing stronger!

This was, of course, a welcome sight for Jiang Jichen.

And all this had happened in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was still stunned, having yet to process what had happened.

One of their leaders had been taken out by a strange kid at the Spirit Infant Realm who had appeared out of nowhere!

"This strange young man and that Little Skeleton are nothing but treacherous, despicable backstabbers! All Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, come surround and kill him first! The rest of you Spirit Infant Realm Cultivators, surround and kill those Skeleton Soldiers!"

At this moment, a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator bellowed.

He was one of the two leaders of this troop, which numbered over a hundred.

Ten were Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, and the rest ranged from the Mid-stage Spirit Infant Realm to the Spirit Infant Perfection Realm.

Hearing their leader’s command, the remaining eight Nascent Soul Realm cultivators closed in.

They trapped Jiang Jichen and Little Skeleton in the center of their encirclement.

"Haha... Little Gray, does this scene give you a sense of déjà vu?"

And yet, as if he hadn’t even noticed the surrounding cultivators, Jiang Jichen suddenly spoke to Little Skeleton.

His voice carried a heroic, nostalgic tone, but it was mostly filled with the joy of their reunion.

Without a doubt, Little Skeleton was none other than Little Gray.

Jiang Jichen had never dreamed that he would encounter Little Gray the moment he emerged from the Heavenly Dao Void.

’It’s just good that we met!’

As for the reason for this battle?

Jiang Jichen felt no need to investigate.

All he knew was that Little Gray’s enemies were his enemies.

And that man, who had pleaded for his life because they were both of the Human Race!

Jiang Jichen could only scoff in disdain.

’The Human Race? So what?’

’The Alien Races? What of them?’

In his heart, there were only two kinds of people: friends and enemies. Race and realm meant nothing.

Besides, Jiang Jichen had already taken in the whole situation at a glance.

These Human Race Cultivators were clearly being forced to besiege and kill Little Gray and his Skeleton Soldiers.

Further ahead, another group was watching.

They were from the Undead Race.

Jiang Jichen knew well that the Undead Realm was now dominated by the Undead Human Clan, a race of undead with flesh and blood.

The likes of Little Skeleton, beings of only bone, were of the Undead Bone Clan. They were branded as aberrations among the undead and were to be hunted down and killed.

When Little Skeleton saw Jiang Jichen, the pale cyan Soul Flame within its skull began to dance with joy.

"Brother, what are you doing here? Little Gray missed you so much!"

A soft, childish voice echoed in Jiang Jichen’s Sea of Consciousness.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Jichen exclaimed in pleasant surprise, "Little Gray, you can communicate telepathically now?"

"Mhm, once Little Gray reached the Cyan Soul Realm, I could start communicating with my Divine Sense!"

Little Gray’s voice was boyish, both young and adorable.

Jiang Jichen, however, wasn’t concerned about Little Gray’s gender.

His heart was completely filled with joy, and he laughed heartily. "Haha... that’s wonderful! I won’t have to guess what you’re trying to say anymore, little guy!"

Then, Jiang Jichen asked, "What’s the situation here?"

Little Gray sent a telepathic message: "Those bad guys are trying to take over my mountain. Yup, this same group has been chasing Little Gray since we were in the Undead Realm, and they still won’t let me go, even here!"

Little Gray’s words made the situation crystal clear to Jiang Jichen.

Apparently, the Undead Human Clan had discovered Little Gray’s whereabouts.

In the end, they had tracked him to the mountain he now occupied.

And the Undead Human Clan had always viewed the Undead Bone Clan as aberrations, to be killed on sight.

Thus, the local Undead faction had dispatched a team to deal with him.

They were here to destroy Little Gray and seize his mountain.

Just now, the Undead Human Clan had ordered their Human Race followers to surround and kill Little Gray and his band of Skeleton Soldiers.

In the Six Paths Illusion Realm, the Human Race was the weakest.

For the sake of survival and protection, one could see Human Race Cultivators everywhere, following beings from the other Five Realms.

Of course, there were also beings from the other Five Realms who followed the Human Race.

In the Six Paths Illusion Realm, as long as you were powerful enough and possessed your own territory, you could have any kind of follower you wanted.

And those five from the Undead Race were mounted on massive War Beasts, watching from a distance.

"Useless trash! You can’t even kill a single skeleton aberration at the Cyan Soul Initial Realm and one Spirit Infant Realm Cultivator. These followers from the Mortal World are utterly pathetic."

"I’ll give you one hundred breaths to get rid of them. If we have to step in, all of you garbage will be punished!"

one of the Undead Human Clan members said coldly from his perch.

The expressions of the Human Race cultivators turned sour, but none dared to utter a word of protest.

Instead, they prepared to vent the anger in their hearts on Jiang Jichen and Little Skeleton.

"Damn you for getting us scolded!"

"Tear him to shreds!"

"Yes, kill him quickly! It’s the only way to complete our mission!"

...

The eight Human Race Nascent Soul Realm cultivators roared furiously as they closed in for the kill.

Jiang Jichen sneered. ’These people don’t dare to defy the Undead Human Clan.’

’They let themselves be driven and enslaved like a pack of common slaves.’

’And now they want to redirect all their pent-up frustration and anger onto me.’

’What a bunch of pathetic sycophants.’

’No backbone at all. Just a bunch of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong.’

Jiang Jichen would show no mercy when killing people like them.

Just as before—even when his opponent had shamelessly cried out that they were both of the Human Race in his dying moments, Jiang Jichen had killed him all the same.

"Little Gray, let’s go on a rampage and kill to our hearts’ content!"

"Okay, Brother!"

Facing the eight Nascent Soul Realm cultivators closing in to kill them...

...Jiang Jichen and Little Gray charged forward fearlessly to meet the attack.