Chapter 1328: Overpowering All

"Divine Lord Vast!""Heaven and Earth, I Am Unique!""Origin of All Things!"

The three divine manifestations appeared simultaneously as Jiang Fan ascended against the void, soaring into the sky.

Bell chimes resonated, fist light surged like waves, and sword gleams crisscrossed. Illusions of immortal palaces shattered, and golden clouds dispersed. Countless brilliant arcs of light scattered in all directions, illuminating the Sky Bureau Pavilion's dome in a kaleidoscope of colors.

Everyone gazed up, watching this breathtaking scene. From afar, it looked as if a mortal was single-handedly battling the heavens, smashing countless celestial palaces and jade towers.

A moment later, the golden clouds in the sky completely vanished, and three of Dust Mirror's Six Immortal Legacy Seals were broken in succession.

Dust Mirror's face showed astonishment. "This is impossible!" He couldn't believe that his Six Immortal Legacy Seals were powerless against Jiang Fan!

Reluctantly, he again performed a hand seal, unleashing the fourth seal. Jiang Fan looked down at him and, without a word, dived down. Just then, Venerable Dust Mirror's talisman seal condensed and shot towards the sky.

"Annihilate!" Jiang Fan softly exclaimed. The Divine Elephant, Human Emperor Elephant, and Earth Elephant — the three manifestations converged into a golden beam of light, enveloping Jiang Fan as he descended from the sky!

The oncoming talisman seal shattered instantly. Jiang Fan's momentum was undiminished; he carried the golden light and slammed directly into Dust Mirror.

Dust Mirror was both shocked and enraged. "How dare you! No one can stand before my Six Immortal Legacy Seals!" He roared, unleashing the last two seals simultaneously.

Jiang Fan transformed into a golden light, instantly stepping onto the two layers of talisman seals. A sound like tearing fabric was heard. The talisman seals were instantly pulverized. The golden light, now unobstructed, struck Dust Mirror.

The immense impact created a hundred-zhang-diameter crater in the ground. Dust Mirror spat blood and fell into the crater. Jiang Fan then placed a foot on his chest and said lightly: "Is this what you call a King? Perhaps you should return to Washing Moon Lake and continue your cultivation."

The entire scene fell silent. Especially the Eighteen Disciples of Taicang; they found it hard to accept the reality before them. Their former champion, the King among the Eighteen Disciples of Taicang, had been effortlessly crushed by a newcomer. Had the era belonging to the Eighteen Disciples of Taicang truly passed?

Just as Jiang Fan withdrew his foot and turned to leave, Dust Mirror, lying on the ground, had eyes full of humiliation. He had lost even the very power he prided himself on to Jiang Fan! How could he accept this? How could he?

The immense humiliation intensely provoked him. A fierce rebellious intent gradually welled up in his eyes. He couldn't admit defeat! He couldn't!

With a hum, invisible waves radiated from his body. It was his maddening will – "Defiance!" Unprepared, Jiang Fan was instantly assailed by this maddening will! He, who should have been triumphant, spirited, and confident, suddenly felt unbearable humiliation and couldn't face anyone. This was the effect of the "Defiance" will. It inverted his mindset from that of a victor to a loser. And while Jiang Fan was affected by the madness, Dust Mirror, filled with unwilling murderous intent, viciously formed his fingers into a claw and lunged for Jiang Fan's back.

"Brother, stop!" Nangong Xiaoyun shrieked in alarm. On one side was her blood brother, and on the other was Jiang Fan, who had been very kind to her; she wished neither to die. However, Dust Mirror had already gone mad. Moreover, his madness was "Defiance." The more others tried to stop him, the more he would do it. Therefore, not only did he ignore Nangong Xiaoyun, but his attacks became even more ruthless!

The elders' expressions all changed simultaneously. They moved to intervene. But Dust Mirror's attack was too sudden, unforeseen by anyone, and it was too late to stop him. Many people cried out in alarm, as if they already saw the desperate scene of Jiang Fan's chest being pierced by a claw.

But, just as he was about to touch Jiang Fan's back, suddenly, a purple light flashed, severing Dust Mirror's palm! Immediately after, Jiang Fan coldly turned around. Holding the purple sword, he slashed towards Dust Mirror's neck!

"Stop!" The Eighteen Disciples of Taicang, who had rushed over, shouted in unison. How could they stand by and watch Dust Mirror die before them?

Jiang Fan's eyes grew slightly cold. He hadn't intended to kill Dust Mirror, but a lesson was inevitable. If not for his Nascent Soul injury, which allowed him to quickly awaken from the maddening will, he might have already fallen victim to the vicious attack. The sword strike aimed at Dust Mirror's neck was redirected, hitting his forehead with the flat of the blade. With a clang, Dust Mirror's eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

Jiang Fan lightly kicked him, sending him towards the Sky Bureau Pavilion Master and others behind him. "Imprison him and notify Venerable True Word to retrieve him!" Dust Mirror had almost taken his life; Venerable True Word certainly owed him for this.

The Eighteen Disciples of Taicang were not having it. Especially the female prodigy who revered Venerable True Word; her eyes sharpened. "Release him immediately!"

Jiang Fan glanced at her. "Soul Shock Sting!" The female prodigy fainted on the spot without even a groan, and Jiang Fan followed up with a kick that sent her rolling on the ground.

"Sister Lian! Jiang Fan, how could you be so cruel to a woman? I'll fight you!" Jiang Fan looked at the remaining Eighteen Disciples of Taicang and said, "Come at me, all of you."

Fire erupted in their eyes. "Too arrogant!" "One person challenging all of us Eighteen Disciples of Taicang?" "Even a Nine-Aperture Nascent Soul wouldn't dare do this!" "Let's all attack and grant his wish!"

Dust Mirror's defeat had already been a major setback for them, and Jiang Fan's current provocation was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. Immediately, they disregarded their reputation of ganging up on one opponent and charged forward. Jiang Fan took a deep breath; he also wanted to know if he could easily handle a group of Eight-Aperture Nascent Souls without using his killing moves.

"Divine Lord Vast!""Black Sky Eye!""Origin of All Things!""Hell Lotus!"

The Eighteen Disciples of Taicang were not weak, and the cultivation techniques they practiced were very advanced. However, Jiang Fan's every move employed the top-tier cultivation techniques of the Taicang Grand State. The outcome was not hard to foresee.

A moment later, dust rose everywhere, and the Eighteen Disciples of Taicang lay groaning on the ground. In contrast, Jiang Fan's breathing was even, and apart from expending a considerable amount of Nascent Soul power, he was completely unharmed. He had suppressed the Eighteen Disciples of Taicang all by himself!

The elders of various sects looked on with envy. "Talents emerge from generation to generation. A few years ago, it was the era of the Eighteen Disciples of Taicang. Now, it is the era exclusively belonging to Jiang Fan."

The Eighteen Disciples of Taicang were filled with unwillingness; they were Eight-Aperture Nascent Souls, while Jiang Fan was only Seven-Aperture. Yet, they, united, had suffered a crushing defeat. "We still have hope. If we ascend to the Soul Transformation realm first, he will be insignificant!" "That's right, Soul Transformation and Nascent Soul are like heaven and earth apart!" "Given the disparity in our cultivation, we'll reach Soul Transformation first, and then I'll look down on him..."

As they were encouraging each other, demonic energy suddenly gathered in the sky. Six Demonic Venerables, each with a black divine halo behind their heads, descended simultaneously, bringing with them a world-ending pressure.

Venerable Desireless and Venerable Red Dust, leading four other Demonic Venerables, stepped forward and clasped their hands in salute. "Fellow Daoist Jiang, long time no see!"

Jiang Fan paused, then remembered that he had once asked six Demonic Venerables to come to Taicang Grand State to look after his sect. With a smile in his eyes, he clasped his hands and said, "Six Fellow Daoists, welcome to the Sky Bureau Pavilion."

The Eighteen Disciples of Taicang all widened their eyes in shock, filled with horror! What had they just heard? Six Venerables, including two who had experienced the Second Heavenly and Human Decline, were calling Jiang Fan "Fellow Daoist" and treating him as an equal?

A female prodigy shrank her neck and said, "I... I won't look down on him anymore. You can have that opportunity."