Chapter 1714: Hell Realm Lord Descends

However, Jiang Fan did not panic.

To kill a Sage, how could he pin all his hopes on the nine-colored crystal alone?

With a raise of his hand, the Bronze Hell Beast floated before him.

With another raise of his hand, a bloody hole was punched into the body of the Hell Beast nearby, which lay paralyzed under the Nine Dragon Demonic Cauldron.

A continuous stream of fresh blood flowed out.

Jiang Fan drew in the blood from a distance, and it flew over, landing on the bronze artifact.

Upon contact with the blood, the inscriptions on it immediately emitted a mysterious glow, as if the characters had come alive.

In an instant, the bronze artifact was covered in the blood of the Hell Beast.

All the inscriptions began to shake, as if trying to detach from the bronze artifact.

At this point, all that was left was the incantation.

Sage Cixin also noticed this scene. After a careful look, he finally recognized it, and his face changed drastically:

“A sacrificial bronze artifact from the Hell Realm?”

“How do you have something like this?”

Jiang Fan coldly replied, “Not only do I have it, I can also activate it!”

Seeing that the inscriptions were all activated, Jiang Fan immediately began to loudly chant the content of the inscriptions, which was the 'Book of Invoking Saints into the World'.

It contained just over a hundred characters and could be recited quickly.

Sage Cixin’s face showed alarm: “Stop! You little beast, stop right now!!!”

He had heard that once activated, this bronze artifact could summon a clone of a Hell Realm Lord to destroy enemies.

That was a Realm Lord!

Equivalent to a Saint in the Central Plains!

Just thinking about a Saint's clone descending to destroy him made his scalp tingle.

He wanted to stop Jiang Fan, but he was struggling against the nine-colored tribulation lightning and couldn't spare a hand.

Otherwise, the nine-colored tribulation lightning would engulf and destroy him.

Now it was a race to see who could act faster.

If he suppressed the nine-colored tribulation lightning first, Jiang Fan would die.

Conversely, it would be him!

Both were racing against the clock.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

The air, hot with their tension, seemed to catch fire, becoming intensely scorching and fluctuating.

Between heaven and earth, there was only Jiang Fan's chanting; otherwise, there was utter silence.

This was a life-or-death speed contest!

Ten breaths later.

Jiang Fan's chanting stopped; he had finished!

Meanwhile, Sage Cixin had only managed to suppress the nine-colored tribulation lightning to the size of a fist.

His face showed panic, and he frantically looked around.

However, the imagined descent of the Realm Lord's clone did not occur.

Jiang Fan's heart also sank.

He remembered that when the Ancient Blood Marquis's clone had descended, it had torn through the void.

If a Hell Realm Lord's clone were to descend, it should also tear through the void.

But the surroundings were utterly silent, not at all like a successful activation.

His expression turned grim.

Could it be that because he wasn't a creature of the Hell Realm, he couldn't summon it?

At this moment, Sage Cixin successfully reverted the nine-colored tribulation lightning back to its nine-colored crystal state.

Cold sweat drenched his back, his eyes filled with lingering fear, and his gaze towards Jiang Fan was full of monstrous killing intent.

“You little beast! I almost met my downfall at your hands!”

“You deserve to die a thousand deaths!!!”

He roared, and the Divine Monument of Merit behind him suddenly activated, a terrifying force of merit pressing down on Jiang Fan like a collapsing sky.

This was a fatal blow that Jiang Fan could not possibly block!

Jiang Fan's heart sank to rock bottom; in the end, he had failed.

How unwilling he was!

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the Nine Dragon Demonic Cauldron and thought of the Calamity-Crossing Black Lotus, which had been lurking in the nearby void, attempting to catch him.

He also recalled how this black lotus had dragged Venerable Evil Crow into the void to devour him.

A glint of determination flashed in his eyes.

If he died, Sage Cixin wouldn't have an easy time either.

He launched a wisp of spatial essence into the Nine Dragon Demonic Cauldron from a distance; only this could open the void and draw the Calamity-Crossing Black Lotus near.

However, he wouldn't see this scene.

The power of merit had already engulfed him like a tsunami, and the indescribable pressure made his body feel as if it were being torn apart.

The pain had just appeared, then receded like a tide.

A soft, somewhat magnetic female voice, like the rubbing of fine sand, drifted unhurriedly from behind him.

“It's actually a human summoning me.”

“Interesting.”

Jiang Fan shuddered and turned to look. Behind him, at some unknown point, stood a young woman in her thirties, wearing a blood-red long dress, a red flower crown, and a dot of red cinnabar on her forehead.

Her skin was like white jade, so fine that one could see faint vein patterns beneath it.

Her exquisite features exuded endless charm.

One couldn't quite articulate how beautiful she was, yet it was impossible to resist falling into enchantment.

For a moment, confusion appeared in Jiang Fan's eyes, but he suddenly woke up as the rustling sound of the Primordial Void Ancient Tree echoed in his mind.

A strong warning sign arose in his heart.

This… what kind of being was this?

Even Yu Wei, the remnant soul of an Asura Emperor, suspected to be from the Enchanting Asura tribe, hadn't managed to make him fall deeply under her beauty's spell.

“Little human, you are quite unique. You can actually resist this Realm Lord’s charm.”

“It seems you possess a powerful treasure.”

Jiang Fan had just regained his senses.

His sacrifice had succeeded!

He had truly summoned a clone of a Realm Lord from the Hell Realm to the Central Plains.

“Junior Wang Chongxiao pays respects to the senior from the Hell Realm.”

Jiang Fan unhesitatingly reported his good brother's name.

In the face of such an unknown and terrifying being, it was best to keep a trump card.

The alluring and charming Realm Lord clone scrutinized him with interest.

However, sensing something, she looked up at the sky and said, “Time is pressing. Let’s finish the main business first.”

“Why have you summoned me? Speak.”

Jiang Fan glanced at the merit force, which was being held back above his head by the Realm Lord's clone and could not fall, and his heart settled.

He pointed at Sage Cixin and said, “Kill him!”

Upon hearing this, Sage Cixin’s face drastically changed, and he hastily said, “Fellow Daoist from the Hell Realm, wait!”

“We are both Sages; why should we be incited by a junior to engage in a meaningless fight?”

“Why don’t you withdraw, and I’ll kill him?”

The Realm Lord clone placed her index finger to her lips, pondering, and said, “That does sound very reasonable.”

Sage Cixin was overjoyed, and his gaze towards Jiang Fan became extremely ferocious.

This little beast was truly too dangerous!

He wanted to tear Jiang Fan into ten thousand pieces and then forever imprison his soul, tormenting him for all eternity!

Unexpectedly, the Realm Lord clone's tone shifted: “However, this Realm Lord never acts according to reason.”

“Will you die by your own hand, or will I make a move?”

Sage Cixin’s face suddenly froze; he had been tricked!

He said, ashamed and enraged, “Don’t think that just because you are a Hell Realm Lord’s clone, you can act so presumptuously!”

“This is the Central Plains, not a place for you to run wild!”

“Beware of the Ancient Saints noticing and destroying your clone!”

The Realm Lord clone glanced at the sky with a half-smile, saying playfully:

“You might not believe this.”

“Your Ancient Saints from the Central Plains just came by. When she realized it was to kill you, she went back.”

What?

Sage Cixin’s face changed drastically.

The Ancient Saints… the Ancient Saints actually allowed a Hell Realm Lord to kill him?

Could it be that the Ancient Saints had witnessed all his actions here and thus abandoned him, leaving him to his fate?

“No, no, that’s impossible! I am a Sage recognized by the Ancient Saints, I am still a Sage of the Central Plains!”

Sage Cixin panicked and said hastily.

The Realm Lord clone shook her head and said, “I am very busy; I don’t have time for your nonsense.”

“Since you refuse to die with dignity, I shall grant you dignity.”