Wu Shattered Star River

Nalanda Mountain, atop a certain peak.

This peak was quite steep, almost vertical, and over twenty powerful figures stood at its summit.

Apart from four or five who were sitting in the middle resting, the remaining powerhouses stood around the edge of the cliff, constantly attacking the demons and monsters surging upwards.

There were many demons and monsters, a dense, dark mass as far as the eye could see.

These demons and monsters couldn't fly; they were crawling up the steep mountainside, their eyes flashing with a ghostly red light, scarlet tongues constantly flicking from their mouths, and the sharp thorns on their backs gleaming coldly.

Their attacks mainly relied on their sharp claws, and the evil, chilling aura emanating from their bodies could also affect the cultivators on the mountain. Moreover, the poisonous thorns on their backs could shoot out, exceptionally sharp and powerful. If struck, even King-level experts on the mountain would be sent flying.

The monsters were of all kinds, all without exception creatures of the Netherworld, exuding the aura of the Netherworld.

The cultivators on this mountain were from the Heavenly Court, nineteen King-level experts in total. Among them, eleven were from the Human Race, while the rest were talented elites from races such as the Desolate Race and the Flame Race.

In the middle of the mountain, a woman in a purple dress was sitting cross-legged, holding a sharp sword. She had beautiful features, an elegant demeanor, and an innate, indescribable noble aura.

She was the Eighth Princess, Zhang Wanning, the most beloved granddaughter of the Sacred Mother of Yaochi.

Sitting beside Zhang Wanning were Lü Qiupi and two other young men with powerful auras.

One of them had only one eye, and it was a vertical eye. He was Yu Shaojin, the grandson of the Heavenly Emperor of the Imperial Heaven. The other was from a peculiar race, with handsome features. He was Ying Ji, the grandson of the Earthly Emperor of the Terrestrial Heaven.

Both Yu Shaojin and Ying Ji were renowned experts of the younger generation in the Heavenly Court, their fame no less than that of Jiang Jiuye.

“Eighth Highness!”

Lü Qiupi said, “Our progress in clearing this area is a bit slow. If this continues, Shen Wuhun, Xue Xiao, and the others will definitely reach Heavenly Lake before us.”

Yu Shaojin nodded and said, “I feel that the probability of the Other Shore Flower appearing at Heavenly Lake is as high as eighty percent. I caught a glimpse from afar; there's a patch of snow-like brilliance at the bottom of Heavenly Lake. That's the radiance emitted by a rare treasure…”

“The problem is, what can we do?”

The Eighth Princess said with an indifferent expression, “Are we supposed to go deep alone, striking straight at the enemy's lair? There are Emperor-level demons and monsters near Heavenly Lake. If we get entangled and fall into a bitter fight, we won't even be able to retreat.”

Ying Ji's eyes were cold, and he snorted, “It's all the fault of Xu Lu and Jiang Jiuye. They refuse to join forces with us; otherwise, we wouldn't be so passive. After we return, I will definitely report them. Fighting amongst ourselves at home is one thing, but to be so disunited when we're out here?”

“It has nothing to do with Jiuye and the others!”

Lü Qiupi sneered and said, “It should be because of Jiang Han. Jiang Han is with Yinghuo, so Xu Lu and Zhao Wuchen naturally have to follow them. Jiang Han doesn't want to join forces with us, so Jiuye and the others are probably in a dilemma.”

“Jiang Han…”

The Eighth Princess murmured coldly, but said nothing more, only saying in a deep voice, “Continue attacking. Anyway, it will take at least two or three months to clear everything completely. Let's see what happens then. Lü Qiupi, go take the lead for a while and let them take turns resting.”

“Alright!”

Lü Qiupi and the others said nothing, bursting forth and replacing several cultivators, beginning to fiercely attack the demons and monsters surging up the mountain.

Although there were many of these demons and monsters, including some King-level demons, they didn't pose much of a threat to them. They could easily withstand them and slowly clear them away.

Not only on the Heavenly Court's side, but the same was true on the side of God King Mountain and the Heavenly Demon Cave.

The God King Mountain side occupied a mountain peak, taking turns to clear the demons and monsters. Not only were there members of the God Race here, but also some powerful figures from races under the God Race's command, adding up to more than thirty King-level experts.

The Heavenly Demon Cave also had more than thirty people, all taking turns to quickly clear the demons and monsters. In a way, the Demon Race and demons were somewhat similar, but they didn't have the aura of the Netherworld.

While the God Race and Demon Race on the mountains were fighting fiercely against the demons and monsters, Jiang Han and the others at the foot of the mountain were quite comfortable.

They found a cave, and then Lu Xingyu set up several immortal arrays: a defensive immortal array, a maze array, and an illusion array.

Unless Emperor-level demons or monsters came over, they definitely wouldn't be able to sense their aura.

Emperor-level demons and monsters were all near Heavenly Lake, which was very far from here, unless cultivators deliberately lured them over.

The cultivators of the three forces were engaged in a bitter battle, unaware of their arrival, so they were temporarily safe.

Of course, they didn't let their guard down, taking turns to arrange for someone to lurk outside on guard, so that they could react to any situation at the first moment.

Jiang Han began to cultivate in seclusion!

Anyway, with nothing to do, he simply sat down to refine the inheritance of the Star Saint God, quickly refining those runes.

He had communicated with Fairy Yinghuo using immortal talismans. Fairy Yinghuo had informed him that she had taken Jiang Li and the others far away from the Bitter Sea and found a hidden valley.

Fairy Yinghuo had taken out a treasure to cover the surrounding area. This treasure was very powerful, not only having defensive capabilities but also being able to isolate auras. They were now very safe.

Jiang Han trusted Fairy Yinghuo, and moreover, the entire Nalanda Secret Realm, apart from those few dangerous areas and Nalanda Mountain, was safe.

As long as Fairy Yinghuo and the others didn't run around, they wouldn't encounter danger.

Time passed quickly. Jiang Han had been rapidly refining the runes. If he refined them with all his strength, he could refine about one every five or six days.

These runes were actually the ancient god's inheritance. They not only contained the ancient god's understanding of heaven and earth but also a large amount of the ancient god's origin.

Refining was not the same as comprehending; it was like Jiang Han had opened a book and memorized the words inside. He would still need to spend a lot of time to comprehend these words.

Jiang Han didn't care about the words inside for the time being, not rushing to comprehend them. What he cared about was that a large amount of ancient god's origin would dissipate while refining the runes.

Jiang Han circulated all the ancient god's origin throughout his body, allowing his physical body to absorb it and rapidly enhance it.

Ten days, twenty days, forty days!

Jiang Han had refined eight runes, and adding the ones he had refined before, he had refined almost twenty runes.

The twenty-odd runes had strengthened his physical body several times over. On this day, his body trembled violently, and a large amount of purple blood surged out within his blood, his blood boiling once again.

Then, a powerful aura spread out, alarming everyone in the cave.

“God of War bloodline?”

Everyone felt inexplicably suppressed, a fear coming from the depths of their souls. They exchanged glances, secretly shocked. Was Jiang Han's God of War bloodline about to fully awaken?

The current God of War bloodline was already extremely terrifying, able to suppress them all.

If Jiang Han were their enemy, relying on the God of War bloodline and the Shengxu Blade, even if they all had powerful treasures, they would probably all be killed by Jiang Han in the end, right?

“This God of War bloodline is really perverted…”

Xu Lu curled her lips. She had been somewhat unconvinced by Jiang Han before, but now she was completely convinced.

Although Jiang Han was a pseudo-immortal, with the God of War bloodline, as long as he kept enhancing his physical body, his future combat power could easily be comparable to that of an Immortal Emperor.

Although the upper limit of body cultivation was low, and the possibility of becoming a Heavenly Emperor-level expert was almost non-existent, how many Emperor-level experts were there in this world?

Being able to have combat power comparable to an Immortal Emperor was already very good. Although they were all talented elites, could they all break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm with one hundred percent certainty in the future?

Among the eight experts present, none of them had the confidence to break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm with one hundred percent certainty.

Moreover, although the upper limit of body cultivation was low, Jiang Han was young, and now he stood at such a height, with Jiang Henshui behind him.

There were countless natural treasures in this world. If Jiang Han kept searching, refining, and enhancing himself, who could be sure that he would have no chance to become a Heavenly Emperor in the future?