It was so familiar.
It seemed that he had met her somewhere before.
Ding!" The host has completed the rain and received eight million merit points.”
At this moment, the system notification sounded in his sea of consciousness.
He had earned eight million merit points from just one rain. This was definitely a good deal.
He believed that anyone would do it.
Even if doing so would cause conflict with Heavenly Court, no one would hesitate.
Eight million system merit points was enough to save a cultivator tens of thousands of years of bitter cultivation.
"Rain is the responsibility of the celestial heavens, and you are just a lone cultivator, yet you dared to do it on your own. You have already violated the heavenly laws, follow me to the celestial heavens immediately and accept their punishment.”The Heavenly General treated Yang Jian as a rogue cultivator and spoke in an unquestionable tone.
Looking at this Heavenly General who was only at the late-stage Golden Immortal realm, Yang Jian almost couldn't help but slap him to death.
However, he resisted the urge to swat the fly to death.
For now, he did not want to completely fall out with Heavenly Court and his cheap uncle.
Although he did not intend to fall out with the Heavenly Court, he would not allow such a nameless little Heavenly General to make a scene above his head.
He waved his hand.
The sky was filled with immortal light. Before the heavenly generals and hundreds of heavenly soldiers could react, they had already been sent flying.
After swatting away the flies, Yang Jian stopped for a moment before returning to Guanjiang Dojo.
Ten thousand miles away.
In a certain swamp, hundreds of people crawled out of the mud in a sorry state.
The person in the lead was the Heavenly General who was shouting at Yang Jian.
" Yang Jian, you are just a disciple that Immortal Yu Ding hates. How dare you set up the rain privately and attack the Heavenly Generals of the Heavenly Court? These two are enough to punish you."”The Heavenly General shouted in a low voice with a livid face.
"It just so happens that the Grand Empyreans can't find a target to establish their might. Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame the Grand Empyreans for using you, a disciple of the Chan School, to establish their might.”
At this point, the Heaven General actually sneered.
However, what others didn't know was that whether it was the drought at the mouth of the river or their appearance, it was all intentional by those few people in the sky.
They knew that Yang Jian was from the Human Tribe. When he saw the drought and the suffering of the Human Tribe, Yang Jian would definitely not ignore it. As long as Yang Jian secretly set up rain, he would violate the Heavenly Law. If he dared to attack the Heavenly Generals again, the Heavenly Court would have a reason to use him to establish its prestige.
All these schemes were because Yang Jian was the number one person among the second-generation direct disciples of Chan School and was despised by Perfected Yu Ding because he refused to become a god. He was the best candidate to establish his might.
"Yang Jian, let's wait and see."
Yang Jian naturally did not know about this at Guanjiang Mouth.
After returning to the dojo, he did not return to his cave abode to cultivate. Instead, he looked at the world amidst the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
Previously, when he attacked the Heavenly General, he did not think too much about it. However, now that he thought about it, it seemed that things were somewhat strange.
First, there was the drought in the area thousands of miles around the Guanjiang River. Logically speaking, the Heavenly Court was in a period of rapid rise. After the apotheosis, all the immortal officials and gods had been replaced, and there was no shortage of manpower like before.
Normally, this was the perfect time for the Jade Emperor and the other Great Emperors to show their skills and win over the hearts of the people. But why did such a great drought happen at the mouth of the Guanjiang River?
Moreover, the moment he started the rain, heavenly troops and generals appeared.
Moreover, after the Heavenly General appeared, all sorts of words were clearly provocative, as if he wanted to provoke him and make him attack.
Thinking about it, this drought seemed to be a conspiracy, and a conspiracy against him.
Thinking of this, he chuckled.
After all, he had lived two lives, so his brain was naturally active. He had seen many of these schemes in his previous life.
Obviously, someone wanted to use him, the second-generation eldest disciple of Chan School, to establish their might.
However, he did not know if the person behind this was his uncle or another Martial Monarch Realm expert.
He raised his head and looked at the sky.
Heavenly Court should be very lively at this time.
The forces of all parties were intertwined. Everyone was busy circling territories, developing their factions, and raising their prestige in the Three Realms.
These idiots did not realize that this was the scheme of the Heavenly Dao.
All parties were busy with their territories and developing their forces. How could they have the time to calm down and cultivate?
No one knew that the following period of time would be the last time for cultivation in the Primordial World.
The Age of Chaos, the Three Declines of Heaven and Man, was not far away.
During this period of time, if you can't grasp it and waste time, then what awaits you will be the most terrifying Age of Chaos.
For example, the upcoming Journey to the West tribulation. A small tribulation had dragged the Dao Sect, the Buddhist Sect, and even the entire Heavenly Court into it.
Everyone stopped cultivating and was cheating each other. In the end, it was just the east wind suppressing the west wind, and the west wind in turn overshadowed the east wind. As for what kind of substantial benefits they obtained, who knew?
It could be said that the Journey to the West tribulation was simply a pit, a huge pit.
He calculated the time.
Of course, what Yang Jian calculated was not the time when the Journey to the West Tribulation would arrive, but the time when the Age of Chaos would arrive.
If his speculation was correct, the entire Primordial World would enter the Age of Chaos in at most a million years.
Perhaps a million years was an extremely long time for mortals, but for cultivators, especially great cultivators, it was just a snap of the fingers.
A strong sense of crisis struck.
The Immeasurable Cataclysm would be a cataclysm that would destroy the world. Even a Saint would not be able to protect themselves. If they could not achieve immortality and transcend, they could only walk towards destruction with this world.
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