Chapter 627 - 625: Hardly a Man

Chapter 627: Chapter 625: Hardly a Man

The Holy Mountain Ninth Hall was the hall of the Saint Venerable.

But for a thousand years, no one had seen the Saint Venerable.

No one knew if the Saint Venerable was still in the Six Paths Illusion Realm.

For an invincible overlord like the Saint Venerable, a thousand years was enough time for him to grow to an unimaginable realm.

If he was no longer in the Six Paths Illusion Realm, he must have already reached a realm far beyond Supreme.

But if he was still in the Six Paths Illusion Realm, even though his cultivation would be suppressed to the Nascent Soul Realm, his power would surely be boundless.

After all, a thousand years ago, the Saint Venerable could sweep away any expert in the Six Paths Illusion Realm. He was, in the truest sense, the number one powerhouse there.

After a thousand years, he would only be stronger!

Jiang Jichen was a rising star, and even if he had reached the same realm of power the Saint Venerable possessed back in the day, the one-thousand-year gap in their cultivation was an insurmountable difference.

At this moment, watching Jiang Jichen’s lonely figure step toward the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall, all sorts of thoughts arose in everyone’s minds.

But no matter how they looked at it, the crowd couldn’t see any possibility of Jiang Jichen defeating the Saint Venerable.

Of course, if the Saint Venerable wasn’t there, that was another matter!

The Holy Mountain Ninth and Tenth Halls were forbidden grounds.

For a thousand years, no one had set foot there.

Especially the Holy Mountain Tenth Hall. It could even be said that no one had ever set foot there for as long as the Holy Mountain had existed.

No one knew what was there!

Legends only said it held the Holy Mountain’s unknown reserves.

Jiang Jichen was like a solitary traveler, leaving the world with nothing but a retreating figure for them to gaze up at in awe.

However, Jiang Jichen was in no hurry to reach the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall. Instead, he ascended step by step, his feet landing on the very nodes of the world’s pulse.

His mind was serene, his state profound and mysterious!

He was now adjusting his condition, recovering the energy he had previously expended.

Others might not know if the Saint Venerable was still there.

But how could Jiang Jichen, now the closest to the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall, not sense the peerless master of the same realm hidden within?

Whether or not he was the Saint Venerable, he was definitely the most powerful person Jiang Jichen had ever seen in the Six Paths Illusion Realm.

That person possessed a heavenly might, their power boundless.

He exerted a pressure on Jiang Jichen like mountains crashing down upon him, and with it, a true mortal threat.

The person in the hall gave Jiang Jichen only one impression: power, and more power!

But no matter how strong the enemy ahead, nothing could stop Jiang Jichen’s advance.

He was fearless!

At the Peak of Ninth Layer of Golden Body Refining, he dared call himself invincible beneath the rank of Saint.

’So, why fear a fight?’

As he advanced step by step, his tranquil aura began to rage.

His fighting spirit, which had subsided, now surged with every step.

Slowly, as Jiang Jichen trod upon the nodes of the world’s pulse, his previously weakened aura grew powerful once more.

This was a process of recovering his strength, but it was also one of gathering his momentum and battle intent.

In a battle between the strongest experts of the same realm, one could not be careless in the slightest.

Because a single mistake could mean the difference between life and death, victory and defeat.

Jiang Jichen was now adjusting himself to his peak condition.

Time passed, and Jiang Jichen drew ever closer to the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall.

The crowd around the Holy Mountain held their breath, their expressions grave as they stared at the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall.

Their eyes held both anticipation and fear!

For the Saint Venerable was the legendary, invincible figure of the Six Paths Illusion Realm.

At that moment, the crowd also noticed a change in Jiang Jichen.

Behind him, the very sky roiled with wind and clouds.

His aura was so powerful it stirred the heavens.

The entire Holy Mountain trembled, unable to bear the sheer intensity of Jiang Jichen’s battle intent and fighting spirit.

Only now did the crowd truly realize the extent of Jiang Jichen’s power.

Everything he had done on his way up had not been a display of his true power.

Perhaps, for Jiang Jichen, sweeping through the first eight halls with such irresistible force had been merely a warm-up.

Now, the real life-or-death battle was about to begin.

Finally, Jiang Jichen took the last step and landed before the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall.

BOOM!

As his final step landed, Jiang Jichen’s aura and battle intent, which had condensed to their absolute limit, erupted violently, unleashing a heaven-storming tempest.

Boulders and ancient trees were torn from the mountainside and sent flying.

Jiang Jichen stood amidst the chaos, staring coldly at the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall. His voice, like world-shaking thunder, echoed throughout the Celestial Universe.

"I have come today to stand upon the Holy Mountain Peak and slaughter all who dwell here!"

"Come! You in the hall! Let us fight!"

Jiang Jichen’s words were utterly provocative and intensely thrilling.

As he spoke, he punctuated his challenge with a powerful punch.

From his fist, an infinite golden light blossomed, like an undying sun, illuminating heaven and earth.

BOOM!

The Holy Mountain trembled and the void shuddered. With a deafening roar, the massive Holy Mountain Ninth Hall exploded, utterly annihilated and reduced to level ground.

"This..."

Seeing this, the crowd’s hearts pounded and their breath grew short.

At that moment, Jiang Jichen was like a Celestial God descended to the mortal world, obliterating the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall with a single punch.

His dominance was absolute, the scene itself explosively intense.

What an overwhelmingly powerful declaration of war.

He didn’t ask for permission. He simply destroyed his opponent’s palace and arrived before him to demand a fight!

Smoke and dust now filled the sky above the palace ruins.

But gradually, the crowd saw a figure walking out of the endless smoke and dust of the ruins.

This was a young man clad in a golden robe.

He possessed an otherworldly air and an elegant temperament.

Even amidst the billowing dust of the ruins, not a single speck sullied his robes.

He was like a banished immortal, descended from the heavens to the mortal realm.

His gaze was as placid as water, yet it held a natural, Supreme majesty, like the very might of the Celestial Dao.

He was slender and exquisitely handsome, and his every movement carried a natural, heavenly authority.

No words were needed; a single glance at him inspired an innate desire to worship.

Without a doubt, this was the Saint Venerable!

The legendary number one figure in the Six Paths Illusion Realm for the past thousand years.

He now stood before Jiang Jichen, the corners of his lips curling into a cold, indifferent smile.

Like a Divine Spirit gazing down upon mortals, his voice was melodic, yet utterly devoid of emotion.

"Jiang Jichen, I have heard of you!"

"But you are a mere mortal. What right do you have to challenge me?"

"You destroyed my palace. For that, I sentence you to Eternal oblivion," said the youth who had appeared.

His voice seemed to carry the weight of some profound, mystical law.

Upon hearing it, the surrounding crowd felt a natural urge to obey, unable to muster even a shred of resistance.

It was as if they would willingly die if the Saint Venerable commanded it.

Jiang Jichen, however, grinned and cursed, "Fuck, you talk a lot of shit. ’Mortal’? Mortal my ass! Let’s just fight it out and see who lives or dies. All this dithering... you’re not much of a man, are you?"

Cursing, Jiang Jichen attacked without another word, lunging ferociously at the Saint Venerable.

His dominance was absolute, his imposing presence boundless!

Only when they heard Jiang Jichen’s curses echoing across the heavens did the crowd snap out of their stupor, their backs instantly drenched in cold sweat.

A wave of terror washed over them!

Just now, they had been bewitched by the Mental Power hidden in the Saint Venerable’s voice!