Chapter 472 The real descendants of the Jiang family
Hearing the words of the black-robed creature, Jian Yihai was not angry. Instead, he bowed respectfully and then slowly left the bloody space.
When Jian Yihai left, he saw huge waves rising in the sea of blood in front of the black-robed creature.
A "rumbling" sound came from beneath the sea of blood.
The sea of blood all over the sky condensed into the shape of a monster, standing on the sea of blood and floating in mid-air.
"The Jiang family has appeared?" the monster asked in a thick voice.
"Still looking for information," the black-robed creature replied flatly.
"They guarded the seal for so many years, and now the seal is about to be broken. No matter where they are hiding in the ends of the earth, I will cut their entire family into pieces."
"The seal is about to be broken. When the seal is broken, it will be the day when our vampire clan comes back."
The monster in the sea of blood looked up to the sky and roared.
"If it weren't for the Divine Ancestor back then, we would have been the rulers of this continent for generations to come."
"Wait slowly, the great emperor of this generation has not yet appeared, the destiny has not yet been formed, everything will return to the end of the mythical age.
The gears of history will turn again," the black-robed creature said, minding its own business, as if talking to itself.
"No one can stop it. The torrent of Shiki's revival will destroy everything."
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In the morning of Bajian City, Xu Zimo, who was practicing, was woken up by a knock on the door.
"Who?" He opened his eyes, slowly exhaled and asked.
"Sir, I'm here to bring you breakfast," the person outside the door replied.
"Come in," Xu Zimo said calmly.
As the door opened, a young man wearing a blue coarse cloth walked in.
There was a lot of food on the plate that the young man brought. He put the plate on the table and smiled.
"Sir, please use it slowly."
Xu Zimo glanced at the young man with interest and saw that the young man was looking at him.
Then he smiled and said, "Am I that handsome?"
"No, it's just that there are rumors that you are a descendant of the Jiang family. I'm curious to see," the young waiter said with a smile.
"You must be fake!"
"Isn't the waiter like you also a fake?" Xu Zimo replied.
"I have never seen a warrior in the Zunmai realm work as a waiter in a restaurant."
The young man didn't panic when he heard that Xu Zimo saw through his realm at a glance.
Instead, he smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just a casual cultivator, I just came here to take a look."
"Let me guess your identity," Xu Zimo raised his head slightly and said.
"Either you are the one sent by the three sects to kill me, or you are the real descendant of the Jiang family, right?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about," the young man looked a little stunned, then shook his head and replied.
"Maybe you don't understand what I said," Xu Zimo smiled nonchalantly.
Then he took out the inheritance given to him by the Sword Immortal Jiang Yun.
The moment the sword seal appeared, Wu Geng's sword intent was filled with it.
Xu Zimo said: "Maybe you don't recognize this sword seal either. It's a pity."
The moment the sword seal appeared, the young man's expression changed drastically.
His pupils shrank sharply and he looked at the sword mark very solemnly.
Then he looked at Xu Zimo and asked, "Who are you?"
"Shouldn't you tell me who you are first?" Xu Zimo replied.
The young man's face was gloomy and he was silent for a long time.
Just then he replied: "You guessed it right, I am a descendant of the Jiang family."
"This sword seal was given to me by your ancestors," Xu Zimo said.
"I will not enter the place inherited by your ancestor before. I promised him to pass this inheritance to his descendants."
"Ancestor," the young man murmured in a low voice.
"You said you are a descendant of the Jiang family, at least you have to provide enough proof, otherwise you will forget about this inheritance," Xu Zimo replied.
The young man was slightly silent and finally said.
"Give me some time and I will prove it to you."
"Okay, just don't make me wait too long," Xu Zimo replied.
"I hope you didn't lie to me," the young man looked at Xu Zimo deeply, then turned and left the room.
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Looking at the young man's leaving figure, Xu Zimo ate the breakfast on the table.
He previously spread the news in Ba Sword City, saying that he was a descendant of the Jiang family and even held the inheritance of the Sword Immortal.
Its main purpose is not the three sects, but the real descendants of the Jiang family.
Because no matter what, the descendants of the Jiang family will show up to see him.
After all, it was about the inheritance of Sword Immortal Jiang Yun, and they didn't dare to be careless.
Moreover, this young man only has the Zunmai realm, so he is probably not a core figure in the Jiang family.
So he left this time just to go back and discuss things.
Xu Zimo is not in a hurry, the inheritance is in his hands, as long as he finds the real descendants.
He doesn't care about other things, so it doesn't matter to him what happens to the Shixue Space.
He is not a savior, nor does he have such a great heart.
The atmosphere in Bajian City during this period is a little weird!
The frequency of the three sects' activities in the city seems to have become much less frequent, not as frequent as before.
It seems that the disciples of the three sects are rarely seen again, and even the fights between them have stopped.
Although this change is very subtle, the residents in the city can still feel it.
At the end of summer, the sun exerts its remaining brilliance.
The originally lush green leaves gradually turned yellow.
Autumn has slowly begun to draw its golden curtain.
In the early morning of this morning, the breeze blew past the Shenjian Mountain in the distance, picking up a few wisps of dust and gently falling on the top of Bajian City.
A man wearing a golden robe slowly walked down from the Excalibur Mountain.
Carrying a long sword on his back, he slowly walked towards Sword City, almost taking one step at a time.
At the same time, far to the north of Ba Sword City, an old man walked towards the direction of Ba Sword City in the breeze and facing the morning light.
He carries seven long swords on his back and has two big characters written on the back of the green robe he wears.
"Tianyi."
To the west of Bajian City, a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe was also walking towards him step by step.
His figure is ethereal, as if between void and reality.
One moment it was far away, and the next moment it was several miles away.
He was carrying a scabbard on his back. There was no sword in the scabbard, which was very strange.
But his whole body was like an unsheathed sword. Every time he took a step, Wu Geng's sword energy was wrapped around him.
It is difficult for ordinary people to feel this sword energy.
Only those who are very sensitive to the sword's intention will find that the sword's intention in the man carrying the scabbard is getting stronger and stronger.
He was gathering momentum, and it was hard to imagine what the scene would be like the moment this thick but sharp sword intent burst out.
At noon on this day, people from three different directions arrived at the gate of Bajian City at the same time.
The three of them looked at each other and chuckled insincerely.
"You are here too," Jian Yihai said with a smile.
"It seems that your Excellency takes this incident very seriously and even asked us to investigate it at the same time."
