Chapter 1378 - 1378: The Frightened Daoist Saint

The versions of the news coming back from outside were all over the place.

Some said Ye Ling had been attacked by a mysterious Sect, some said it was just one person who made a move.

There were even versions claiming it was done by the Ten Directions Alliance.

It left Yuan Guang Daoist Saint completely baffled.

But there were two points everyone agreed on: Yimeng Daoist Saint really was killed, and Ye Ling really did collapse.

So…

Everyone looked at Jiang Cheng with an utterly incredulous expression.

"It was really you?"

He had clearly met Jiang Cheng many times already, yet right now his eyes still looked like he was seeing a ghost.

"Who else?"

Brother Cheng deliberately played it down.

"Such a tiny, insignificant little battle achievement—would I really need to pretend it was mine?"

This is still a "little" achievement?

Everyone present didn't even know what they were supposed to say anymore.

They all knew this guy was putting on airs, but the problem was his act was way too convincing.

This "little achievement" directly reshaped the power structure that Yunmi Dao had maintained for hundreds of billions of years.

The collapse of Ye Ling would create a huge power vacuum within Yunmi Dao, and what followed would be a long, chaotic struggle.

And all of this had been accomplished by just one person.

If they hadn't all stayed in the Ice Palace these days and known Jiang Cheng had just gone out to "face" Ye Ling, they simply wouldn't have believed such a ridiculous thing.

"How is that even possible!"

"A result like that…"

"That's just insane!"

The truth was he really didn't need to join the Ten Directions Alliance.

He didn't even need teammates from the Ice Palace itself.

One person was enough to resolve everything alone.

He and they weren't even on the same level at all.

Could this guy actually be a Celestial Emperor without a Celestial Dao Supreme Treasure?

Everyone thought back to how they'd just been pointing fingers at a "Celestial Emperor," mocking him behind his back in all kinds of ways, and suddenly felt their faces burning with pain.

They weren't worthy, okay?

Only, a new issue was also right in front of them.

How do you even pull off such a ridiculous battle achievement?

"Yimeng Daoist Saint had over a million Ye Ling troops with him—the Shengyuan Red Cloud's bonus was insanely terrifying. How could you possibly have killed him?"

Even though he now knew Jiang Cheng had taken care of the enemy alone and that this was the truth, Yuan Guang Daoist Saint was still trying to find some so‑called loophole, anything to prove he wasn't as strong as he seemed.

Like maybe he'd pulled some trick? Set some kind of trap?

Well, fine—he himself couldn't even think of a trap that could kill a Daoist Saint.

"You'd better think about your life in the Ice Palace from now on."

Brother Cheng couldn't even be bothered to explain, just patted Yuan Guang Daoist Saint's shoulder and gave him a look that said "take care of yourself."

Then, robe sleeves fluttering, he flew off into the depths of the Ice Palace.

As a lofty Daoist Saint, it had already been many years since anyone dared lay a hand on Yuan Guang.

But this time, he didn't even dare make a peep.

He could only stare blankly at Brother Cheng's departing back.

"He really killed Yimeng? How did he do it?"

This time, the ones he questioned were the three Bone Kings and the three Corpse Kings.

The Golden-Winged Bone King nodded.

"It really was him, and he's even stronger than you think."

Without waiting for Yuan Guang to keep pressing, Zhan Yan Corpse King directly brought out a Memorial Immortal Artifact.

"Watch it slowly yourself."

He'd left himself that little backup of recording Brother Cheng's performance at the time.

Unfortunately, the power of those two sword strikes had gone overboard, completely altering all the Immortal Power in the surroundings.

Even though Zhan Yan Corpse King had been standing extremely far behind Jiang Cheng, he had still been massively affected, so the recording ended up very chaotic and blurry.

Even so, it was already more than enough.

Yuan Guang Daoist Saint, several high‑level Daoist Venerables of the Ten Directions Alliance beside him, and the Sect Leaders of several other Sects all crowded around.

Right after that, they saw the image of Jiang Cheng alone facing a force of a hundred and twenty thousand from the Nether Race and Undead Race.

"That's really Yimeng Daoist Saint!"

"How do you even fight that?"

"He's by himself—this is just suicide!"

Their sarcastic commentary disappeared very quickly.

Because they saw Jiang Cheng's first sword.

Everyone's jaw dropped clean off—including Yuan Guang Daoist Saint's.

When he saw Yimeng Daoist Saint being obliterated in that instant, this Daoist Saint who stood among the strong in the Primordial Immortal Realm actually shuddered all over, feeling an inexplicable chill.

And after the second sword was swung, his eyeballs practically bulged into egg shape.

There were no enemies left ahead at all, and the recording ended right there.

The Disciples around them were still chattering away in shock, but the higher‑ups of the Ten Directions Alliance and the other Sects felt a cold chill running up their spines.

Especially Yuan Guang Daoist Saint—his hair was literally standing on end.

Thinking back on those scenes he'd just watched, he only felt that even standing here right now was not safe at all, that he could die at any moment.

Jiang Cheng needed just one move to wipe out Yimeng Daoist Saint with the bonus of a hundred and twenty thousand people.

Then what about wiping him out?

How many moves would that take?

Now that was a genuinely profound question…

Gong Qing hadn't been "fortunate" enough to watch the battle recording from that Memorial Immortal Artifact, but she remembered clearly that agreement between Lord Jiang and Yuan Guang Daoist Saint.

"Now that our Supreme Palace Master has cleanly and decisively smashed Ye Ling, that's something your Ten Directions Alliance couldn't accomplish."

"That should be enough to prove our Ice Palace is stronger than your Ten Directions Alliance, right?"

"According to the agreement, shouldn't your Ten Directions Alliance now do the opposite and join our Ice Palace?"

Yuan Guang Daoist Saint cursed inwardly: since when was your Ice Palace stronger than the Ten Directions Alliance?

Without Jiang Cheng, you're trash.

The one truly stronger than the Ten Directions Alliance is only that man.

Before he could speak, Elders and Disciples from the Ten Directions Alliance and other Sects nearby all jumped out.

"What kind of joke are you cracking?"

"Our Ten Directions Alliance, join you? Where do you get the confidence to say that?"

"You've got some big dreams."

Even though Jiang Cheng and Yuan Guang had made an agreement earlier, it didn't really carry any binding force.

That sort of offhand verbal promise, if you go back on it then you go back on it.

In their view, having the Ice Palace join the Ten Directions Alliance was something they could consider; having the Ten Directions Alliance join the Ice Palace was absolutely out of the question.

"You know what kind of Power we have and what kind of Power your Ice Palace has—how do those words even come out of your mouth?"

"Have some shame!"

"A million‑level Sect joining your broken little temple—you really think big…"

The noisy, intense mockery was suddenly cut off by a heavy shout.

"All of you, shut up!"

Yuan Guang's face was ashen as he swept his gaze over the Ten Directions Alliance Disciples before him.

"Since when is it your place to dictate how our Alliance acts?"

Everyone fell silent instantly, not daring to make another sound.

In their hearts, though, they were thinking: anyway, you definitely won't agree to that ridiculous proposal—we're just voicing your decision in advance.

Then they saw Yuan Guang Daoist Saint speak with a solemn expression.

"Joining the Ice Palace is a major matter—we'll need some time to discuss it."

Gong Qing nodded, indicating she understood.

"We can wait."

After the two of them each left, the whole place exploded.

What did that mean?

What was Yuan Guang Daoist Saint trying to say with that line just now?

For a ridiculous proposal like the Ten Directions Alliance joining the Ice Palace, shouldn't he have flatly rejected it on the spot?

They could actually discuss it?

Could it be this might actually become reality?

"How could it be like this?"

"I don't agree!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Have us join them? Is that Ice Palace even worthy?"

"If Alliance Leader Yuan Guang agrees, then what you and I think won't matter anyway…"