t; he was kneeling before the tablets of his ancestors.The shadow said, “Hēilíng went out. I don't think it's right. Shouldn't we…Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!"Let him go,"...Jiang Wang having traveled all over the place for so many years, he could be said to have visited every corner of the heavens. Among all the fleeting joys and sights, he was most passionate about collecting delicacies—he had a gluttonous younger sister at home, so as an elder brother, he had to do it too.

And even if it were placed amongst all the world's delicacies, Huangliangtai's food could still be called the best.

After all, besides Duke Yuguo Qu JinKui, I haven't heard of a second person who is the pinnacle of cooking.

Even the culinary skills of Grand Qi Prince Jiang Wuhua were exceptional, with delicacies at Chang Le being renowned as the finest in Linzi. People of Qi considered it a privilege to partake in them. However, they still paled in comparison to the exquisite feast of Huangliang.

The Huangliang Pavilion feast was in high demand, every table being tightly packed. It was a coveted pleasure among officials and dignitaries of the Chu state, renowned as “the finest taste in the world,” truly satisfying "every craving."

But whenever Jiang Wang returned to Chu, he was always able to enjoy a feast—this had to be praised as Zuo Guangshu's skill in finding a wife.

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The Demonic Clan's strategic focus has shifted, making demon hunting in the Border Wasteland a difficult and fruitless endeavor. Jiang Wang was about to relocate, detouring through Yu Yuan, seeking to eliminate Zhen.

From wandering the desolate edges of the mortal realm after being expelled from the demon world, to fighting on the borders of Mu and Jing, then finally reaching Yu Yuan. In a way, Jiang Zhenren has become someone both demons and monsters despise. One wonders if the Asura would welcome him.

The entrance to Yuquan is nothing but Qin and Li.

Generally speaking, people go to Yuquan for trials by passing through Qin Jing and entering through Wugu Pass. When Li Guo was still the Snow Country, it always closed its borders and did not open the entrance to Yuquan to the outside world. Now that Hong Junyan has returned and established a new dynasty in the northwest, actively engaging in international exchanges, he has also opened the entrance to Yuquan, inviting cultivators from all over the world to come for trials.

But for Jiang Wang, he of course had to go to a more intense war zone, so Qin Guo Wu Guan was a better choice. On the way there, visiting his relatives and friends in Nan Yu and Chu was also a matter of obligation.

Left Guangshu was not like when he first came to Chu, with thousands of cavalry welcoming him. Nowadays, even writing a letter would be considered enthusiastic, and greeting him at the door would be quite intimate.

But he was familiar with the area, walking freely in Nanyue.

There are quite a few powerful figures in this Southern Region, worthy of him paying them a visit to learn from.

Putting aside the state of Chu, there are also Wei general Wu Qin, Yue hidden sage Gao Zheng, Song prime minister Tu Weijian, and the ten thousand sword master Jian from Jian Ge...

Speaking of which, Nandou Dian Lu Shuanghe and he still had a top-notch agreement. Now it seems that the Seven Kills Zhenren can't keep his promise. Looking back, we still need to ask Guanyin senior to unravel the entanglement of fate.

While practicing his sword techniques, he pondered the target of the trial in Nan Yu. Suddenly, Chang Xiang Si trembled within its sheath! A powerful blade aura, spanning for hundreds of miles, surged forth!

Jiang Wang casually held onto the hilt of his sword, smoothing down the eager Long Xiangsi — as he consecutively killed through the realm's barriers and dominated the various worlds, this blade grew increasingly bold, wanting to clash with every opponent it encountered.

Nandu Palace is considered the supreme power in the world. It has a long history. To be frank, when Nandu Palace established itself as the paramount force, Xiong Yizhen wasn't even born yet! This time Chu State destroyed Nandu, and battles of all levels were inevitable. There would definitely be many clashes between powerful warriors.

Jiang Wang asked himself that he wasn't a person who loved watching the excitement. He pressed down on Chang Xiangsi and calmly continued towards Chu State. Guang Shu was still waiting to eat! But at this moment, his inadvertently released perception accidentally captured a name——

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"Dou Zhao!"

Master Jiang shifted his steps, immediately concealing his form and sound, flying towards the source of the noise.

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It's not that I particularly like watching plays. Hearing my colleague's name, I just went over to check on them. Isn't that natural

The Kingdom of Dan had long since fallen, replaced by the nascent Yuan Shi Dan Alliance.

Between the Yuan Shi Dan League and Song Guo, there are many mountain ranges. The most famous one, of course, is Yan Yun Mountain.

The founder of Wu Sheng Jiao, Zhang Linchuan, once secretly built a Wu Sheng Temple here. He also slaughtered pursuers here, killing more than ten Shen Lin cultivators and hundreds of extraordinary individuals from various countries.

The bloodbath at the subterranean palace of Mount Yancloud and the massacre in Wǎn Sāng Town, Wei State, were all the work of Zhang Línchuān. These two places became known to the world because of these atrocities.

It's a coincidence, Jiang Wang followed the name Dòu Zhāo today and flew here.

He had once searched meticulously for Zhang Linchuan's traces here, thus becoming very familiar with Yanyun Mountain. He could remember the terrain even with his eyes closed. Opening his dry yang crimson eyes, he saw a blade of light hanging far away.

The icy wind swept through, cleaving heaven and earth apart.

Dou Zhao stood in his armor, hunting attire adorned with a magnificent display. He flaunted himself arrogantly, "Faro! I've let you run for three days and three nights, yet no one has come to your rescue. Did you choose the fragrance of death Have you even sent out a distress signal"

The master alchemist, named "Fa Luo," who specialized in the art of incense, had just been struck down by a single blow and plunged into a valley. The earth cracked open for a hundred feet as he fell, leaving him momentarily unable to climb out.

After being chased by Dou Zhao for three days and three nights, the fact that he could still breathe was already very good.

"Dou Zhao, what are you doing" Faruo's voice was low and filled with resentment as it echoed through the pit: "If it weren't for the South..."

A pit of steam billowed. The steam transformed into a three-colored, stag-like beast with a strange fragrance. It let out a long roar towards the sky, its sharp mouth full of protruding fangs. For a moment, shadows covered the heavens, filling the air with an oppressive darkness that dimmed even the sun. Yet, strangely enough, it also created a sense of blissful tranquility that made one feel drunk and drowsy.

One can't help but lower their guard and fall into danger.

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This joy is hard to express.

The secret recipe of the Three-Point Fragrance Building, a superior technique passed down through generations, unleashes nine catastrophic fragrances into the world!

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Unlike general Taoist practices, it is a step-by-step Taoist practice that can be divided into several stages for use.

The complete version is a heavenly ranking, held by the Rakshasa under the clear moon's light. It truly possesses the might to bring calamity upon the world. While Fara can only utilize the first three aromas, it still holds the power of earthly Dao techniques.

Of course, with his injuries so severe now, he can only barely manage to evoke the scent of musk.

That antlered beast rose into the air, baring its fangs and continuously expanding its shadow, spreading a pungent aroma as its menacing appearance grew stronger.

A martial boot stomped down, ruthlessly crushing it!

The soles of the boots burst forth with endless gold, illuminating the world, instantly sweeping away the gloom and revealing the figure at the bottom of the pit. It was the Xiang-gong True Person, heavily made up but already marred by injuries, despite their elaborate attire.

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His breath weakened to the extreme, and his handsome color had faded completely.

"Mere tricks of a lowborn!" Dou Zhao looked down at him from his elevated position, about to press further for more information, when suddenly his eyebrows rose and his eyes sparkled with interest.

With a flick of the mechanism, a tiger's roar echoed through the mountains.

With swords drawn, they swiftly traveled for a hundred miles, separating themselves from the crowd. One sword slashed down— "Cunning devils, come out and die!"

He hacked into a sea of sword light!

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Sword light converged, surging like a tidal wave, and instantly surged back.

Dou Zhao was so sharp, he had already recognized who it was, but pretended not to. His swordsmanship suddenly became a hundred times stronger, tearing the sky apart with cracks, like hundreds of black lines pulling him and preventing him from slashing down.

The Seventh Form of the Fighting Style: Heavenly Punishment.

He cleaved a shard of shattered heavens!

Jiang Wanglai came to Nanyue intending to take a break, but he didn't want to fight Dou Zhao now - this son of a bitch was more troublesome than any hole he had ever died in.

Then, with perfect timing, he gracefully stepped back and sheathed his sword. "Dōgē members! It's me!"

Tianxiao's blade hung suspended before his brow. The space it touched was compressed, trembling with faint whispers. But facing this edge, Jiang Wang stood unmoved, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

"Oh—" Dou Zhao reluctantly sheathed his sword: "So it's you."

A backhand slash!

The line of retribution descended abruptly into the pit, aiming to catch Farro as he attempted to escape. He was cut down and thrown back into the depths once more.

He stared at Jiang Wang with a reproachful tone, saying, “Why are you sneaking around You didn't know to come out earlier, I almost killed you!”

Jiang Wangyun smiled lightly, "With your level, it's normal to be unable to hold back. Just practice for a few more years. Don't be self-deprecating."

Dou Zhao let out two 'hehe's: "You aren't killing your true demons in the Demon Realm to back up your boasts, are you What brings you to the Southern Region"

Jiang Wang didn't really care about being lured to the southern region by Zhongshan Weishun. At most, she would just keep her distance from him in the future. Zhongshan Weishun didn't dare to have any other thoughts, and as for "borrowing his name"... He refused to lend it, so Zhongshan Weishun couldn't borrow it. Just like he told Zuo Guangshu, this trip was just to visit Chu State and see Duke Huai of the State of Wei.

But this incident is undoubtedly the fast knife that Dou Zhao spoke of—the members of your Tai Xu Pavilion were led around by Zhongshan Wei Sun, what else can be said!

It can be foreseen that for a long time, Dou Zhao will not forget this matter.

As for how Dou Zhao knew—Zhan Shan Wei Sun leaked the news through secret channels that he, Huang Sheli, and Jiang Wang were all coming to protect someone named Long Boji. Of course, Chu State's higher-ups had to ask Dou Zhao, who was also a member of Taixu Pavilion.

Jiang Wang chose to avoid the confrontation, glancing around before stepping in: "I heard my colleague's name from afar and came to check on them. Being so diligent with your duties like you are, not worrying about things in your high tower... what are you doing"

“Oh—” Dou Zhao didn’t know how to explain, so he simply turned around and jumped into the pit, lunging at Fara with a sword—

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"You worthless trash! You had so many days to bring in a master, but instead you attracted nothing but flies! What kind of sham Grand Incense Master are you Does it even matter if you're important in this building"

As the incense-offering real person of the Sanfenxiang Pavilion, and also the only male in the building, Farao was struck by this blade, his beauty marred. He struggled to raise a jade wishful thinking, but it was easily crushed into a stream of light.

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His face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth, saying: "You Dou Zhao are a member of Tai Xu Pavilion, you have long since left Chu, and your actions should be based on justice and convince people! Why do you pursue me If you want to cite the laws of Chu, what does this matter of Chu and the Three Fragrant Houses have to do with you"

Jiang Wang had no sense of being a "fly" at all. He lightly floated to the edge of the pit and crouched down, a smile on his face as he looked down at the two people in the pit.

Dou Zhao was furious: “You dare speak to me like that! This is between you and me, what does Chu have to do with it!”

"I have no grudge against you!" Farah cried out in anger and frustration. "We've never even met before!"

"You've really gone too far!" Dou Zhao raised his sword and shouted angrily, "You're doing business in Chu State, but you haven't even paid me a visit, clearly looking down on me!"

Thus, with a single strike, he brought down the already gravely wounded Pharaoh, cleaving his body in two.

Alas, the renowned Three-Fragrance Tower has crumbled today.

Every living master was forged after countless hardships over millennia. Every powerful being who achieved the status of a living master has their own magnificent life story.

The development of Sanshxianglou to its current scale, and even reaching the point of separating from Chu and establishing independence, is inseparable from the contributions of Fang Xiangzhenren as the dharma successor.

Including the operations of many branch houses, including X Qin, were all personally developed by him.

But this time he was targeted by Dou Zhao, and no one could save him—nor would anyone.

Dou Zhaoping calmly said, "In the Meteorite Immortal Forest, there is a flower called 'Flying Immortal Net'. Wherever the wind blows, it grows there. No one knows where its roots are. When it lives, it's everywhere, and erasing any part of it still exists—isn't that very similar to the Sanshen Pavilion"

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Jiang Wang knelt down half-squatting: "A parasitic flower"

The sky was raining blood.

Dou Zhao stood up and casually parried with his sword, a ferocious blade energy slashing across the sky, instantly wiping away the blood rain and restoring the heavens to clarity.

“Tsk.” Jiang Wang said leisurely, “Dou Zhenren is too domineering. Even after people die, he doesn’t even allow for a proper burial. He won't even let heaven and earth mourn”

Dou Zhao casually threw a token onto Faro's corpse, marking it as his own kill. Naturally, no one in Nan Yu would dare to touch the body. The people of Chu would come and collect it.

He leaped out of the pit and flew elsewhere: "To die under my Dou Zhao blade is his glory, what is there to mourn!"

Lord Dou was still eager to find another real person to hack, and he impatiently dismissed the nonsense from the surname Jiang.

Just now, if Jiang Wang hadn't been beside him, he wouldn't have even needed an excuse. These days, chasing after Fara, deliberately crossing the southern regions, who would dare to speak up

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Jiang Wang also leaped to his feet, calmly following him.

"Why are you following me" Dou Zhao turned back with disdain.

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "You're here with Faruo—is it Faruo Your private grudge is already settled, what are you doing here Aren't there any official duties today"

Dou Zhao glared with narrowed eyes: "Don't I have any personal grievances I asked you if everything was alright If something's wrong, say it. Otherwise, don't bother me here!"

"How many real people have you killed" Jiang Wang asked with a smile.

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"Just two, I guess!" Chatting about this shouldn't bother anyone. Dou Zhao smiled faintly and said calmly, "Besides the incense-offering real person Fara from the Three Fragrances Tower, there's also the celestial master Tian Tong from Nandou Hall, who is supposedly the fourth true master of Nandou I don't remember clearly, he was too weak, I have no impression."

"Oh—" Jiang Wang dragged out the tail of his voice: "Just two, still killed separately."

Dou Zhao sneered: “They’re not confined to cages with nowhere to run! Take that Tian Tong Zhenren, for example. He’s a master of the Rainbow Concealment Art, able to fly and vanish at will, leaving no trace! I chased him all the way to the heavens before finally severing his head. Do you have any idea how difficult that was”

“Is that so” Jiang Wang still smiled.

Dou Zhao decided to kill a few more real people before speaking again, or else his spine wouldn't be straight enough. He coldly said: "You laugh too uglily. Go and rest at the Duke of Huai's mansion if you have nothing to do. You traveled such a long distance, it wasn't easy being tricked here for a visit."

“Oh, I’m fine.” Jiang Wang smiled and waved her hand. “You should go.”

Dou Zhao turned and walked away.

"Wait!" Jiang Wang called out to him again. "I just remembered something!"

Dou Zhao frowned and turned back, "Spit it out."

Jiang Wang smiled happily and took out a storage box from his bosom: "I was in Bianhuang, I killed two true demons. You know this"

"Why should I know Do I care about you" Dou Zhao sneered, shaking his head. "You're so superficial, you know that Boasting about killing two demons, really Demons are so stupid and easy to kill!"

“Just hear me out,” Jiang Wang said with a smile, “I killed two true demons. One of them, I don’t know how, maybe he was a collector”

He threw the storage box to Dou Zhao: "Take a look, this frozen arm inside, is it yours Or golden!"

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forthright and confident, like a long river of time, eternally steadfast. Those dark hues will eventually be overturned by the passage of time."Then just wait. You'll remember the taste of life and death being in your hands....