My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Chapter 300: Purple Cloud Palace, Disparity

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In less than three breaths, eight Qiangliang warriors of the Great Paragon Realm had all died, leaving only minced meat on the ground.

The king of the Qiangliang Race was still enduring the impact of the Golden Scale Treasure Tree. He was severely injured, and ghastly white bones could be seen on his body.

“Who on earth is he…”

The king of the Qiangliang Race looked up at Jiang Changsheng in shock and anger. From the beginning to the end, he didn’t even see Jiang Changsheng’s true appearance.

The resplendent golden light was like the barrier between mortals and gods, preventing his eyes from breaking through.

At that moment, he thought of the warning left behind by the Imperial Race. So it was true. Even though the Qiangliang Race had expelled the Human Race, the Human Race had still returned. Furthermore, there was actually such an expert overseeing them.

The king of the Qiangliang Race had a gloomy expression on his face. He was powerless to resist.

He felt extremely aggrieved in this battle. The other party’s strength far exceeded his, suppressing him to the extent that he could only passively defend. He had never fought such a battle before. In the Great Wilderness, even in the face of powerful existences he could not defeat, he could still fight them evenly for a long time.

At that very moment.

In the sky, Jiang Changsheng removed the Purple Crystal Gourd from his sleeve and shone it down. Strands of purple light burst out from the Purple Crystal

Gourd and a powerful suction force enveloped the king of the Qiangliang Race.

He was already an arrow at the end of its flight and was powerless to resist. He could only close his eyes and accept the results of his death.

Not only would he die, but the people he brought with him would also die.

Very soon, his body that was larger than a mountain suddenly shrunk and entered the Purple Crystal Gourd.

Jiang Changsheng put away the Purple Crystal Gourd and turned to look in the direction of Great Jing’s army. He used the Heaven and Earth Change Divine Power again and put down the floating island so that Great Jing’s army and Barren Province City could land again.

After doing all this, he flew away and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Those warriors of the Qiangliang Race who were still alive trembled as they could not believe their eyes.

“The king is dead?”

“How is that possible… How can there be such a powerful existence in the

Human Race…”

“Run!”

“Run, the Qiangliang Race has lost this battle!”

More and more warriors of the Qiangliang Race woke up from their stupor and fled in all directions.

The sunlight pierced through the sea of clouds in the sky and sprinkled down, shining on the desolate and bleak battlefield. The surviving Great Jing soldiers felt as if they were in a dream.

Guan Tongyou landed on the ground and sat on the spot. He took out medicinal pills from his storage ring and began to heal his injuries.

This despairing war ended soon after the Dao Ancestor took action. Most of the people were still immersed in the previous shock and could not extricate themselves.

Many martial artists had the same thought.

Was practicing martial arts really useful?

Could it be compared to the world-destroying powers of immortal gods?

When Jiang Changsheng returned to the courtyard of Longqi Mountain, Bai Qi and Jiang Tianming immediately came over and asked about the situation.

“The Qiangliang Race is indeed powerful, and this is not all of their strength. In the future, humans will have to face the attacks of the Qiangliang Race. Moreover, not only are they powerful, but they also have a lot of races under them.”

“Tianming, practice martial arts well. Great Jing needs you, and the hope of the Human Race is also on you.”

Impressive!

It was just right for him.

Jiang Changsheng took out the Purple Cloud Palace and a ball of purple energy appeared in his palm.

The Purple Cloud Palace was not in the shape of a palace. It could change into anything. Everything depended on its master’s wishes.

Jiang Changsheng began to refine the restrictions and discovered that the restrictions inside were much more complicated than in the previous magical treasures he gained. It also involved the power of karma. Instead of feeling vexed, he was pleasantly surprised.

Previously, when he refined Hell to recognize him as its master, he had comprehended the power of karma. Even though he could not completely control the power of karma, at least he had already started understanding it.

Just like that, days passed.

When Ji Wujun, Ye Xun, and the others returned, Jiang Changsheng was still in his room.

It took him half a month to successfully make the Purple Cloud Palace recognize him as its master.

When he walked out of the room, everyone immediately stood up and looked at him. He took the lead and said, “Don’t flatter me. I’m already tired of listening to praises. Just train in peace.”

Ji Wujun and Ye Xun smiled awkwardly and sat down again. They began to talk about the situation after the war.

Jiang Changsheng turned around and his eyes narrowed. In an instant, his house disappeared and he released the Purple Cloud Palace, turning it into an ordinary Daoist temple. He placed it on the spot where his house was without taking more space into the courtyard.

The Daoist temDle was not biz. When he was strong enough, he would reveal the full appearance of the Purple Cloud Palace. If he could place it in the sky, it would be even better.

Everyone was accustomed to his methods, so they were not surprised.

Ye Xun continued. The war with the Qiangliang Race had lasted for less than a day, but the number of casualties were extremely tragic. At least a million soldiers had died, and the number of those wounded was even more incalculable. However, the harvest was also huge. The corpses of those Qiangliang warriors were the greatest spoils. Once they distributed the spoils, the martial artists could rely on the Heaven-Deriving Martial Law to greatly increase their strength.

However, it was impossible to distribute the spoils to all the martial artists. The Emperor was prepared to reward them based on their merits, but one thing was for sure. The higher their status, the more flesh they would receive.

“Great Jing is not strong enough.”

Jiang Changsheng sighed and walked into the Purple Cloud Palace. He wanted to test the effect.

When they saw him enter the temple, the people in the courtyard looked at each other.

Ji Wujun sighed. “Indeed, this war has awakened Great Jing and us. But to be honest, in the face of this Qiangliang Race, the Sacred Dynasty will also have a difficult time, not to mention that the Qiangliang Race has yet to come out in full strength.”

Ye Xun originally wanted to talk about how powerful the Dao Ancestor was, but when he thought of his sorry performance on the battlefield, his heart sank to the bottom.

When he entered the Daoist temple, Jiang Changsheng saw a praying mat. Other than that, there was nothing else. He released all the things he had put away in the house and arranged them one by one. Then, he sat on the praying mat.

“Eh? The speed of absorption has increased.”

As soon as Jiang Changsheng circulated his energy, he felt the magical effect and was pleasantly surprised.

He began to cultivate and found that his mind was much sharper than before. Those confusing parts were easily resolved.

As expected of a survival reward brought about by a Heaven and Earth Emperor realm expert. Comfortable!

On the other side.

Shuntian City, palace, imperial study.

Jiang Han sat at the table with a gloomy expression. The war had ended, but the troubles that followed were not over yet. The death of millions of soldiers needed to be appeased, and there were countless wounded soldiers who needed to be treated and dealt with. Most importantly, the distribution of the corpses of the Qiangliang Race. Many vassal kings, generals, and aristocratic families had participated in the war. Even the Jiang Family had made things difficult for him.

However, these were nothing!

Most importantly…

The strength of his ancestor!

Even though half a month had passed, Jiang Han would think of his ancestor’s destructive power when he closed his eyes.

He realized a terrifying thing, and that was that the entire Great Jing together could not contend against his ancestor.

The difference in strength between Great Jing and his ancestor was widening and their relationship was getting slowly estranged!

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