Chapter 2232: Empty Spear, When Will Dawn Break

Winter has already arrived.

The New Wild Continent begins to snow.

When Xue Gui established the rules for this land all those years ago, he set up four seasons and divided day and night, all following the present world. The climate also follows that of the Middle Domain.

However, this year's first snow in the New Wild Continent is actually a bit earlier than in Jing Country.

The snow began to fall, and then fell fiercely. Overnight, inside and outside the Great Wall, countless trees bloomed like pear blossoms.

Ji Zhao Nan walks on the snowy ground, almost merging with the color of the snow.

Jiang Wang casually flicks out a wisp of flame, and the Shura corpse lying on the ground burns to nothing, even the bloodstains are burned away – but the accumulated snow is undamaged.

This control over Samadhi True Fire is truly divinely inspired. But placed on Jiang Wang, it’s nothing worth praising either.

Gan Chang An, drifting in the air, shifts his gaze from that wisp of flame, imagining himself as a kite flying without freedom.

Yes. The string is in Ji Zhao Nan’s hand.

He has gloriously become the bait within this team.

With his Shen Lin level cultivation, by "scratching his head and posing," he lures those Zhan Shura, Yi Shura, and of course the final target is still Evil Shura.

Since the drawing of swords and bending of bows last time, Huang Ye Yu hasn't crossed the Great Wall again – if the human race's encirclement was real, then coming back would be very dangerous. If the human race's encirclement was just a delusion, then being forced away by several Dong Zhen cultivators is also somewhat embarrassing for him.

The Shura race and the human race's Yan Dao strong ones are all guarding their respective large base camps, concealing their own Dao principles while spying on the opposite side's absolute peak. Any flaw exposed by any Yan Dao can instantly lead to them being torn to pieces.

Along the long frontline stretching out from Yu Yuan Great Wall, armies clash and defend every day.

And those mountain forests, hills, and gaps have become the arena for the lone strong ones of both sides to contend.

This is the tenth day their small Chang An team has been hunting. They've had basically no harvest. A team like theirs wouldn't consider small-scale Shura warriors as a harvest... it’s not worth their time.

What can decide the victory between the Chang An small team and the Champion small team is still only the head of an Evil Shura. Gan Chang An is more accustomed to calling it a "True Shura."

Of course, given that De Zhen Zhi Shura are also not fools, recently roaming hunters have been very cautious. This competition is probably still going to continue for a long time.

It tests not only strength, but also luck.

Ji Zhao Nan and Jiang Wang consistently think Gan Chang An's luck is better, so they named the team "Chang An."

They also used this name to persuade him to be the bait.

Gan Chang An, drifting in the air, suddenly moves left and right, his spiritual awareness spreading across the ground, searching tirelessly for traces.

"The Shura aren't coming this way at all, not even a bird is seen." Despite his hard work, he doesn't forget to communicate a message in his subconscious sea: "Either they're afraid of us, or... big ones are coming."

Communicating in the subconscious sea is safer than any sound transmission method. This is to avoid having any Evil Shura with particularly keen ear awareness, or some special Yu Yuan treasure, from being able to grasp their intelligence in advance.

Ji Zhao Nan, with his armor and cold face, doesn't speak, but his grip on his gun is tighter than anyone else’s. Although they are in the same team, he may not give up the opportunity to kill the enemy.

"Then that's even better." Jiang Wang gives timely encouragement: "If we can lure an Evil Shura, Brother Gan, you should receive the first merit!"

Gan Chang An possesses the Shen You divine ability. Before Shen Lin, his soul could leave his body, "wandering like a god," and interfere with reality using soul power. To a certain extent, he can even control an opponent's soul.

One should know that general cultivators only reach this stage in Dong Zhen after refining their spirit into god, and then they have the step of "yuan soul leaving the orifice, patrolling the human world."

Shen You can achieve a similar effect in the early stages of cultivation. At the time of Shen Lin, his soul relying on Shen You is even more comparable to a real person's yuan soul.

It is precisely by relying on this strong advantage in soul power that he has the qualification to compete for the world's first Shen Lin.

In Jiang Wang's understanding, Gan Chang An's advantage in this respect is extremely similar to the initial Wang Chang Ji. Only, Wang Chang Ji relied entirely on his own understanding of the soul to reach this stage.

Thinking of Wang Chang Ji, the leisurely strolling Jiang Wang, is inevitably a little emotional.

He and Wang Chang Ji have actually met very few times over the years. To be precise, they have only seen each other twice in the White Jade Capital restaurant. That person is like a divine dragon – you see the head but not the tail, deeply diving into the bitter sea of the mundane world, yet wandering outside the human world.

He has left almost no traces in this world.

And he never uses the Tai Xu Illusion Realm.

Occasionally, one or two letters will be sent to the White Jade Capital restaurant, never with a return address. The content of the letters is also very brief, saying they are some You Ming related intelligence – one day, sooner or later, they will re-enter You Ming, although it is still very far away.

When picking the champion in the Yellow River, Jiang Wang only saw Zhuang Gao Xian's back. At that time, he was still only in the inner mansion realm, but he already knew that one day he could complete his revenge.

Now a world-famous real person, Zhuang Gao Xian’s soul and spirit have been scattered for a long time, yet the throne of the White Bone Honored God is still not seen.

From ancient times to the present, transcendence is hard to seek.

He has seen too many stunningly talented people stop before that point. This is a journey destined to be long.

"Heard that after this Yu Yuan trial ends, you will go challenge Li Yi?" Idle is idle, Jiang Wang, while holding the Yan Fu Sword Prison in his palm and deducing sword arts, asks Ji Zhao Nan.

Ji Zhao Nan is a bit speechless: "How is it that before I've even set out, you all already knew?"

He clearly only told Wang Yi Wu about this matter!

"Chong Xuan Zun told me," Jiang Wang decisively sells his colleague.

Gan Chang An also interjects: "I listened to Qin Zhi Zhen's lecture."

Ji Zhao Nan casually shakes a gun flower, blooming like snow: "Do you hold meetings in your Tai Xu Pavilion like aunts and uncles at the alley entrance, each with a plate of melon seeds and peanuts, cracking them while chatting?"

Jiang Wang originally wanted to retort, but this is indeed a fact.

The Tai Xu meeting has never been formal from the beginning. Every time it is noisy, not much better than a vegetable market.

"We call this having life breath," Jiang Ge Yuan says: "How does that sentence go – Brother Gan?"

"《Wan Shi Fa》 has a word, can be humble below it and know humility also!" Gan Chang An speaks readily: "Precisely because the Tai Xu Ge Yuan are simple in their hardships and close to the market, they can understand the suffering of the common people and solve the worries of the world! The Tai Xu Ge Building is not an air building from the beginning, not a facade. Every brick and tile is public opinion and public heart. Every table and chair is truly heavenly reason and human emotion. What the Ge Yuan are cracking are not melon seeds and peanuts, clearly it is the various states of the common people, the various tastes of life!"

"Very good. Very aware." Jiang Ge Yuan expresses approval: "Next Tai Xu Ge Yuan, I have high hopes for you."

Gan Chang An sticks to the forest and flies, his expression cold and solemn, his eyes sharp, showing the military quality of a Great Qin scout rider, yet in his subconscious sea he laughs heartily: "I thank you in advance!"

Ji Zhao Nan is too lazy to listen to them singing a duet and walks directly forward.

Jiang Wang chases a few steps again, but doesn't say anything else. He won't be so conceited as to think he can guide Ji Zhao Nan's life, although he has a judgment in his heart about the outcome.

Ji Zhao Nan suddenly asks: "Jiang Ge Yuan, how do you compare yourself to Li Yi?"

Jiang Wang ponders for a moment: "I am still looking at his back."

Gan Chang An's posture is unaffected, but his heart suddenly surges with great waves! Everyone knows Li Yi is strong, but they don't know how strong Li Yi is. All the legends about Li Yi in the past are not as weighty as this sentence. Because the person who said this is the recognized first heavenly pride of the present world.

Ji Zhao Nan yet laughs: "Don't say such humble words just to persuade me."

A person like him has a clear understanding of himself and absolute confidence in his own judgment. He will not blindly follow anyone's opinion.

He looks back at Jiang Wang: "After the battle in Tian Jing City last time, Master returned and talked about you, saying that Jiang Qing Yang, this brat, usually looks steady, youthful and old, but when he goes crazy, he's truly different, crazier than Dou Zhao, more arrogant than Chong Xuan Zun – how could you, Jiang Qing Yang, say such words?"

"Army God adult truly misunderstood me, how am I as rude as them." Jiang Wang doesn't say two words, first steps on those two, then deliberately says: "Ge Yuan Li Yi's power is beyond doubt. I once couldn't remotely see him, now I can slightly see his back... this is already the result of so many years of cultivation without slack, hard work without stopping, can be considered a slight stroke of luck."

"When he picked the champion in Dong Zhen, you were still in the inner mansion," Ji Zhao Nan smiled, and asked again: "If at that time in Tian Jing City, Li Yi was blocking in front of you, what would you do?"

"This kind of thing won't happen," Jiang Wang says: "We are both Tai Xu Ge Yuan. I represent the Tai Xu Ge in doing things, he will only support me."

Ji Zhao Nan has already gotten his answer and steps forward on the snow: "I once thought, except for a few of us master-brothers, there were no more proud talents in the world – after many winds and frosts, then I knew there were many proud names in the world! Jiang Qing Yang, initially, the three of us rode horses out of Lin Zi, all wanting to defend the first champion for Great Qi. But even strong as Chong Xuan Zun, also met Dou Zhao. My long gun was held empty even longer, never weeping in the morning! Only you created history."

"At that time, I watched you from below the stage, happy for you. When I myself couldn't go on stage, how could I not sigh against my shadow, life for several decades, I have let down this youth with my gun."

"I am not someone who is unaware of death. But men don't speak lightly, and scholars have a time to act. I rely on this spirit to gain true, after gaining true, can I put down this spirit?"

"To contend for victory with Li Yi, I have no chance of winning. If I contend for life and death, I have less than half a chance. This time I came to the Yu Yuan trial, just to push this less than half chance to half. With such a battle, I will not have wasted this truth."

Great Qi Army God Jiang Meng Xiong, in his lifetime, accepted five disciples, two died, three survived.

Chen Ze Qing inherited the Army God's military strategy, Wang Yi Wu bore the Army God's killing fist, but the old people of Lin Zi say that Ji Zhao Nan is still the most like the Army God in his youth. Because his killing nature is the fiercest.

Today, Gan Chang An just knows where the fierceness lies.

Only having less than half a chance of winning, yet daring to go fight for life and death!

Jiang Wang says: "You have made many preparations."

Ji Zhao Nan drags his gun and walks, not looking back: "I have prepared three guns. One gun is 'True Wushuang' which you brought back from Tian Yu world; one gun is 'Wu Wo' passed down by Master; and one gun is the accumulation of my many years of battlefield wars, it is my lifetime's cultivation industry. I want to see Li Yi with these three guns. After three guns, I will have no regrets in life or death."

"What is the name of the last gun?" Jiang Wang asks.

Ji Zhao Nan says: "Gui Chu."

Jiang Wang thus understands, Ji Zhao Nan indeed already has a death wish. Rao Bing Zhang of True Wushuang could not return, that Ji Zhao Nan who put down his long knife and picked up the Shaohua gun, yet wants to carve Gui Chu with the gun's edge.

He bears the will of Rao Bing Zhang's Wushuang, bears the integrity of the Qi people who dare to die, bears the unyielding courage of Jiang Meng Xiong.

This Dong Zhen battle is inevitable.

At that time, flying snow in the forest, all sounds were silent. Ji Zhao Nan and Jiang Wang almost simultaneously stopped their steps.

They didn't move, only transmitted one sound in their subconscious sea — "A big one came."

Gan Chang An flies low in the air, his spiritual awareness spreading across the ground, putting on the full posture of a human race heavenly pride hunting alone.

Ji Zhao Nan and Jiang Wang left no trace on the snow. These past ten days they have completely concealed their whereabouts, wiping away all traces with Samadhi True Fire. This was precisely to wait for the big fish.

The winter cold seeps into the bone, and the snow is three points deeper.

Gan Chang An acts as if he is unaware, deliberately making his actions more concealed, as if approaching that team of Shura cavalry outside the mountain forest. He uses the posture of a predator to dispel suspicion, allowing that dark yellow sparrow to confirm that he has been targeted by the mantis catching the cicada.

Then at a certain moment...

A wisp of cold wind brushes the treetops.

A terrifying pressure suddenly descends.

The latent Evil Shura suddenly strikes, a vague figure bulging from the wind, probing out a semi-transparent palm, suddenly gripping the rules of heaven and earth, viciously grabbing towards Gan Chang An —

At the same time this palm was probed out, it was already pierced by a gun's edge. Fresh blood splashes out, the blood's veins instantly bulge, supporting a ferocious figure with these tree-shaped veins.

This thing has a hundred pupils, every single pupil, all at a key node of a vein, making the veins fly and dance like fleshy whiskers, but quickly filled with flesh. The blood pupils also bulge out from the body.

All hundred pupils open, instantly heaven and earth are in a great fog.

Such a distinct feature, precisely the Evil Shura strong one who has recently been hunting human race scout riders, notorious for his ferocity — Wu Gu Du.

He is still in human form, but his veins bulge out, his muscles are contorted, and his blood pupils are terrifying.

His palm has clearly been pierced, but his body has already pulled a distance from Ji Zhao Nan. His eyes can confuse cognition, and his voice is like a night owl howling: "Good, very good. I just knew it wasn't that simple!"

Ji Zhao Nan, wearing snow armor, flies in the fog, his figure stretched, ape arms and bee waist, suddenly showing the "beauty of a full bow." The thick fog is the background, this body is walking in a painting.

"Do you know if it's too late!"

He stabs backwards —

Heaven and earth are like a dream, the future has already arrived.

A bright light beam of snow, rotating and expanding, violent killing intent drives away everything, including the thick fog of Dao principles, shining a piece of light on the snowy ground.

The white expanse is not snow, it is all gun light!

Nearly half of Wu Gu Du's hundred pupils explode open!

Foul pus liquid bursts open, but his figure disappears. Dim light, dim shadow, concealing his aura and body.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Ji Zhao Nan's eyes are red with killing intent, he leaps into the air, his body becomes a flowing light, already pursuing according to his killing intent.

Gan Chang An raises his hand high and calls out: "Brother Ji, stop! Don't pursue a cornered bandit!"

He is angry, anxious, and helpless, and can only leap up and follow behind Ji Zhao Nan.

However, Wu Gu Du concealed his body and aura, escaping into the wind, continuously turning in the old forest, yet he still couldn't shake off Ji Zhao Nan's pursuit. Occasionally they exchanged blows in the air, but they were all firmly suppressed, making it difficult for him to escape for a long time. Finally, in a mountain valley, he was thrown back by a single blow from Ji Zhao Nan and fell to the bottom of the valley.

Yet at the moment he fell dejectedly to the ground, he suddenly turned back!

Fresh blood and pus liquid flowed on his two-zhang-high body, making him very wretched and ugly. Yet he stared viciously at Ji Zhao Nan descending from the sky, a ferocious grin on the corner of his mouth: "Ji Zhao Nan – may you know that a person can calculate a tiger, but a tiger can also calculate a person?"

Ji Zhao Nan grips his long gun tightly, showing due caution: "You recognize me?"

Wu Gu Du laughs: "When were our Shura race still ancient? Dealing with despicable people with despicable means, times have changed! I am very familiar with you!"

Along with his wild laughter, from the mouth of the valley, from under the trees, from behind the stones... three Evil Shura walked out, one holding double knives with lightning-shaped arrow tails, one wearing tree armor with red light in his pupils, and one with a sharp head, square eyes, and bone guns for arms.

They were like three high walls, sealing off this mountain valley. Their powerful breaths intersected in one place, surging like a sea.

Very obviously, this was a counter-ambush.

Gan Chang An's hunting in these past days had already entered Wu Gu Du's sight. He keenly judged that there must be an ambush behind Gan Chang An. Hence, he used his body as bait, coming for a counter-fishing operation.

"This person is very beautiful, let's divide him up and eat him in various positions," Wu Gu Du was smug and complacent, his body turning into a whirlwind: "I will go meet that small Shen Lin who might be lost —"

A huge, fluff-dancing demon palm slapped down from the empty air.

The entire space let out a wail of unbearable heavy burden.

This group of whirlwinds that had just leaped up was scattered on the spot, turning into Wu Gu Du spitting blood nonstop. He lifted his head, shocked to see —

Outside the mountain valley, two Dharma images reaching five hundred zhang high had appeared unknowingly.

One was a demon ape, one was an immortal dragon.

They both lowered their heads to overlook, covering the sky of the mountain valley. As if they were great statues existing in this mountain valley forever.

And Jiang Wang, with a long sword hanging from his waist, slowly floated down from between the opposite demon ape and immortal dragon. From this, he also walked out of Wu Gu Du's ever-deceived knowledge!

Jiang Wang had followed him from beginning to end, and he had been unaware from beginning to end. His subconscious warning was killed before his main body.

Within the mountain valley, it was silent for a time. Including Wu Gu Du, the four Evil Shura were all silent.

"Looks like you all aren't despicable enough," Ji Zhao Nan shook his long gun, grinning to expose his white teeth — "Now, who is it that is surrounding whom?"

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