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Even if he doesn't make a move, the second city will kill him; they're already making preparations.
They're not afraid of being killed yet.
They still considered him a junior.
Beidou is famous, but not here.
The third city of the human race.
Jiangnan has returned.
Riding the white tiger, he moved as if he were in an empty field.
They had made preparations well in advance; Jiangnan made no attempt to conceal it, as they had seen it beforehand.
The boundless killing formation pulled into different dimensions.
All around was a boiling murderous intent, a divine order, and a surging tide of destruction.
"I don't want to kill anyone," Jiang Nan said.
"Boy, now you've fallen into a deadly trap," the middle-aged man in front sneered.
"Cherish these last moments."
Chapter 213 The Ancient Road to the Stars Buries Many Bones
"Young man, you should be humble. The road to heaven is never short of geniuses. I have seen all kinds of geniuses, but without growth, they are nothing. Too many die young."
"You will be one of them too."
"The arrogant and conceited one who makes himself a laughingstock."
"You're quite the joker," Jiang Nan said.
"On the ancient road of the stars, geniuses vie for supremacy. Everyone is here to fight, and anyone can be challenged. You say you're keeping a low profile?"
"A few low-key ones," Jiang Nan said.
"Alright, if you want to die, then go ahead and die," Jiang Nan said coldly.
The Jiangnan region erupted, shattering order, destroying everything, shattering killing formations, and breaking through countless dimensional spaces. The people involved were long gone.
The sky seemed to distort for a moment, and Jiangnan and Baihu walked past and disappeared, then reappeared.
That space was a chaotic, hazy, and broken place, filled with the chill of death; nothing was left.
I don't follow the rules; I am the rule.
If you follow my lead, I will too.
Time slips away quietly.
No matter how much the other party made a fuss, Jiang Nan didn't care. He wasn't always on the move; he didn't miss anything along the way that he needed to understand or explore.
Even so, they quickly arrived at the fourth city.
Jiangnan didn't stand on ceremony and rode the white tiger directly into the fourth city.
This time everyone behaved themselves; even when some soldiers saw it, they pretended not to.
Some cultivators saw it, some exclaimed in surprise, some were puzzled, and some recognized the two from Jiangnan.
Quietly moving away is also a way of hoping, to see if a fight will break out.
This time, however, I was somewhat disappointed; there was no collision whatsoever.
The white tiger transformed into a young girl, and the two strolled through the city.
Their strength is such that, if they didn't want to, most people would see them but wouldn't remember or recognize them.
You'll walk right next to them and forget about it afterwards.
This is the highest expression of Taoist philosophy.
It's nice that no one's bothering us.
Every time there's a fight in the city, people keep their distance.
This time it went well.
Finally, it feels alive again. 580
They had traversed the vast starry road and longed to enjoy the city.
An old man walked past the table.
"Is anyone here?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Sit down," Jiangnan said.
"Young master, you recognize who I am."
"Let's talk about the city lord," Jiang Nan said.
"Young master has a good eye."
"Shall we fight?" Jiang Nan asked.
"Why fight?" the old man asked with a smile.
"I am no match for you, young master, and I have no grudge against you. I am merely a protector of the human race at the pass."
"Protect our human race's prodigies from being harmed by foreign races," the old man said.
"Then what are you doing here?" Jiang Nan asked.
"May I have a drink?" the old man asked.
"Let's also see the unparalleled genius of our human race."
"Over time, some of the guardians developed vested interests and became corrupt," the old man shook his head.
"Wherever there are people, there is a world of intrigue. Be careful on your journey, young master."
"You old man, you're quite interesting," Jiang Nan said with a smile.
"Thank you for reminding."
"We are just ordinary protectors. The real power lies with those awe-inspiring beings deep within, such as peak Great Saints or Quasi-Emperors," the old man said.
"Young master, I have a question."
"Tell me."
"What is Tao?"
"And what is your path, young master?" the old man asked.
“My rules are the way,” Jiang Nan said.
"Are there no constraints at all?" The old man was taken aback. Was it really that domineering and powerful?
After having some fun here, the two from Jiangnan set off again.
If there's no physical contact and no hostility, killing can be spared.
Jiangnan isn't a serial killer, nor does he have the time or inclination for that.
This time it was so much easier.
Time slips away quietly.
Having seen countless places in Jiangnan, I now understand why everyone loves walking along the ancient starry sky path.
Not only the former young supreme beings who proved their Dao, but also countless powerful predecessors, throughout countless years, and countless geniuses.
Throughout history, there has never been a shortage of people with extraordinary talents.
Some were also prodigies in their youth, and they might not have been inferior to those who had attained enlightenment in their youth; in fact, they might have been even more amazing. They were just unlucky and ultimately failed to attain enlightenment.
The path trodden by our predecessors, the path of passionate conquest.
Countless geniuses of different eras have left behind traces of growth, battles, and the marks of their paths. These are all experiences that resonate deeply with many.
The ancient road of the human race is equivalent to the traces left by the ancient sages and countless powerful figures of the human race.
Some left behind only traces of their journey, traces of enlightenment and battles; others left behind tangible carvings, imitations of growth and cultivation, and even ancient scriptures, though most were incomplete...
This is the most precious treasure: experience.
Learning from these experiences, I followed in the footsteps of my predecessors and forged ahead.
Our ancestors fought for humanity, overcoming countless obstacles, making the path even more difficult and brutal.
With the guidance and teachings of countless sages, through practical experience, traversing countless stars, and forging one's own path... it's hard not to make progress once you've found your way.
Of course, the path of trials is cruel, and the path of conquest is extremely dangerous, with only the fittest surviving.
The losers either retreat silently or die a miserable death in battle.
The path of cultivation, the path of defying the heavens, the life-and-death battles, fighting for that sliver of opportunity—it has always been like this.
Once you've made a choice, you should be prepared.
Either leave, or don't come at all, and be an ordinary person, an ordinary cultivator.