Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 80 Demon Saint Ji Meng!

Everyone sorted out the remains of the fallen immortals and brought them back to the nearest tribe. Of course, many of them were swallowed by monsters and not even their bodies were left.

However, the human race nowadays is completely united, and the humans above the Xuanxian level are the elite of the entire race. Suiren and others know the exact number and will definitely not miss any.

After doing all this, Jiang Haofeng sat cross-legged on a mountain above the border, looking into the sky.

Now, we have reached the final step.

The next battle will determine the final outcome.

In the ancient times, in the final analysis, strength is still the key. The demon race is strong while the human race is weak. It just so happens that the human race has something the demon race needs, so the human race wants to preserve the human race and change the demon race's mind.

Jiang Haofeng thought about it and found only one way, which was to use the power that was enough to make the entire demon clan fear him. To put it bluntly, it was to use the saint's skin.

Besides, do the human race, which is now insignificant and cannot even find a quasi-saint in the entire clan, have any other chances in the face of the huge demon race?
No, the biggest bargaining chip of human race is the saint!

This is an unequal war. The human race has only one trump card. If it can be used well to scare the Demon Emperor and shock Emperor Jun, then the human race will naturally be at peace.

If we can’t suppress it, we’ll have to retreat back to Zhonghuang Mountain.

A mighty divine power comparable to that of heaven and earth swept out, and in an instant, all the human beings felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them. Even Suiren, Dachao, and Zhisheng, the three powerful late-stage Daluo Jinxian, had solemn expressions.

Among the crowd, only Jiang Haofeng entered with a calm expression.

Feeling the mighty divine power in the void, Jiang Haofeng stood on the top of the mountain like a rock, completely unaffected by the surrounding aura.

Jiang Haofeng's cultivation has reached the peak of the Golden Immortal, and he is practicing the complete version of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. He has perfected the sixth level of the complete version of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. In terms of cultivation alone, Jiang Haofeng is definitely the strongest among those below the Quasi-Saint, much stronger than the ordinary peak Golden Immortal!

Coupled with a number of perfect-level magical powers, whether he can fight with the quasi-saint is another matter, but it is easy to block the momentum of the quasi-saint!
Mysterious red and blue light flashed in Jiang Haofeng's eyes, and a figure fell into Jiang Haofeng's sight.

Dragon head, human body, bird claws!

Demon Saint Ji Meng!

One of the ancient dragon warriors, an ancient strongman who survived three great catastrophes!
Sure enough, the demon clan sent out at most one of the Ten Demon Saints. Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Xihe, Kunpeng, Fuxi and other top masters of the demon clan would not act easily.

As Ji Meng's figure in the air continued to approach, the pressure in the void continued to increase, and the entire world changed. The originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if the heaven and earth were angry!
Ji Meng's huge body stood in the dark clouds, looking at the human immortals below.

"The human race slaughtered my demon soldiers and killed my demon gods. Today, I will seek justice for my demon race!"

As soon as the words fell, lightning and thunder flashed in the void, heavy rain fell, dark clouds rose in the sky, and the sky seemed to have a hole, and endless rain poured down from the void.

As the rain fell, the ground was corroded into large holes, the grass and trees withered, the flowers and fruits died, and the immortals put up magic shields, but as the rain fell, the magic shields became mottled at a speed visible to the naked eye and were about to break. The immortals were shocked and immediately used the Taiqing Immortal Light to protect their bodies. As the rain fell, the immortal light also became dim. Although it was stronger than the magic shield, it was still nothing in front of the rain.

The rain from the sky poured down as if there was a vast ocean pouring down from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the earth had sunk hundreds of meters and several mountain tops were flattened.

After a few breaths, the human Xuanxian present could no longer hold on, and the heavy rain in the void still showed no sign of stopping.

Jiang Haofeng had almost finished his observation and with a flip of his hand, a scroll appeared in his hand.

Fairy light is lingering above the scroll, and the scroll bearing is like white jade, shining with mysterious light inside, containing endless mysteries.

Jiang Haofeng raised his hand and threw it. The scroll unfolded instantly, and a scroll as long as a person appeared in the void.

A golden mysterious light shone above the scroll, and a rich power of the Great Dao rose. As the mysterious light flashed, the wind stopped and the rain ceased. The thick dark clouds in the sky completely dissipated, and the sun hung in the sky, with bright sunshine shining down.

At the same time, the scroll in the void closed and fell into Jiang Haofeng's hands.

The best innate spiritual treasure - Qiankuntu, is a magic weapon used by the ancient Taiqing saint to understand cause and effect.

This map has no attack or defense capabilities, it can only trap people, and it can only trap one person at a time. It seems to be restricted everywhere, with few functions, and is far less powerful than some comprehensive magic weapons.

But this is, after all, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Even without other functions, this last function is extremely powerful!

Anyone below the level of a saint can be included in it, and once included in it, there is no possibility of escaping without external help!
Yunxiao, who was at the peak of quasi-saint status, was captured by Saint Taiqing using this diagram and suppressed under the Qilin Cliff.

Although Jiang Haofeng's cultivation was not high enough to allow this diagram to display its full power and he could not trap a quasi-saint at the peak stage, he could easily trap Ji Meng, who was at the early stage of quasi-saint.

Jiang Haofeng slowly opened the scroll, and saw that the originally empty scroll now had many more things. Thick dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and heavy rain was sweeping down like a pouring rain from the sky.

And in the midst of the dark clouds, a huge figure was floating in the sky, with a dragon head, a human body, and bird claws!

The heavy rain suddenly stopped, and the eyes of the human race fell on Jiang Haofeng. Those who were fortunate enough to have heard the teachings of the Sage Taiqing knew that the treasure in Jiang Haofeng's hand was the Qiankun Diagram that the Sage used to understand cause and effect. As for the cultivators who grew up in the later period, they stared at Jiang Haofeng with curiosity.

To be precise, it was the Qiankuntu in Jiang Haofeng's hand. What kind of treasure was this that had such power? The scene of devastating destruction and such terrifying power were actually contained in this thin scroll.

It’s really amazing!
"The Qiankun Map is so powerful!" Dachao's eyes lit up and he looked at the scroll in Jiang Haofeng's hand in shock.

"The treasure of a saint is naturally extraordinary!" Jiang Haofeng said with a smile.

"Everyone, I'm going to the Demon Court to talk to the demons and see if we can resolve this cause and effect and stop fighting between the two races." "Although my human race has won twice over the demons by chance, they were all small fights and the demons haven't yet shown their true strength. The demons can dominate the prehistoric world, which is definitely not comparable to the current human race." Jiang Haofeng said as he looked at the human immortals around him.

(End of this chapter)