ATPnovel Chapter 1295 - 1295 440 When the Stars Shine Double Monthly Pass on the Last Day!
Chapter 1295 - 1295 440 When the Stars Shine Double Monthly Pass on the Last Day!
1295: Chapter 440: When the Stars Shine (Double Monthly Pass on the Last Day!) 1295: Chapter 440: When the Stars Shine (Double Monthly Pass on the Last Day!) Xu Xiangqian’s emotions were complex.Jiang Wang repeatedly executed the peak state of Ren Sword Technique three times without the slightest deviation, and without any decline in momentum, winning the final battle indisputably.
He claimed perhaps the most significant title of Inner Mansion Commander in the history of the Yellow River Gathering…
or at least it was within the top three.
As the other pride of Gan Ma Mountain’s Two Pride, he naturally took pride and felt compelled to cheer for this victory.
He had readied himself as well…
But that fat man just swayed his body and jumped to the back.
Before he could even open his mouth, his ears were almost deafened by the thunderous roar that followed!
Shameless, to actually use the Law of Heaven and Earth to shout out!
And shouting so simply, so lacking in talent!
Mediocre, shallow, and unaware!
How does this match up to the prestige of Ganma Mountain’s Two Pride?
In fact, as talented as he was, he had already prepared a slogan for Jiang Wang’s victory.
So he opened his mouth, hoping to claim his chance…
But was immediately drowned in the overwhelming cheers.
All over the World Stage, everywhere was shouting Jiang Wang’s name!
Thanking him for delivering one exciting fight after another!
Thanking him for carrying on the heritage of the Human Race’s sages, displaying his valor on Guanhe Platform with his undeniable strength, showing the Long River Dragon Monarch what it means to be the pride of the Human Race.
From surpassing the Inner Mansion with Xiang Bei in the Spirit conflict, to the clash against the Sword Immortal Qin Zhizhen in the astonishing battle against Yama Emperor, to the moment of claiming the title, he defeated Yellow Sheri thrice with a single sword amidst the reversal of time.
Each fight was significant, each a top-level combat performance.
His talent, his will, his gifts, his strength, truly deserved the title of number one under the heavens!
The cheers rose and fell, never ceasing for a long time.
It was at this moment that Cao Jie rose from his seat, holding up a rolled-up banner with both hands, raising it high, and stepped toward the World Stage.
“Jiang Wang!” he bellowed: “Now unfurl the banner for our Great Qi!”
The roaring cheers coming from all directions, like a surging tide, receded as quickly as they came.
Jiang Wang stood alone on the World Stage, receiving the gazes of all eyes upon him.
The weight of ten thousand gazes, all upon him alone.
Envious, jealous, admiring, yearning…
From now on, he has to get used to it, for he is truly the number one Inner Mansion in the world!
He is the most powerful among countless prideful cultivators from hundreds of nations in the present world, he is the highest realm of the Inner Mansion cultivators.
He is the brightest star amidst the vast night sky!
When the stars twinkle, he is the most dazzling!
He quietly watched Cao Jie approaching, watched the rolling purple banner getting closer.
The Commander of Daqi’s Chun Si Army, the True Man of the Age, Cao Jie personally holding the flag.
He should know the weight of this banner!
Since the establishment of Qi’s dominance, many heroes fought to the death on the World Stage, many great heroes died with their eyes unshut, this is the first Commander title!
It’s not that Qi is not strong, not that Qi’s prideful sons are not strong, and it’s not that they cherish their own lives.
It’s that when many talents gather, everyone has their own valid reason to contend for the title, each one a peerless prideful son in a million.
Life and death, victory or defeat, sometimes, is determined in an instant.
Winning is not just a matter of effort, and one cannot simply fight to the end by being reckless.
To obtain the title, sometimes you need some luck as well.
Qi’s luck at the Yellow River Gathering has not been good enough.
The powerful Chongxuan Zun is almost invincible within Tianfu, yet he also encountered Dou Zhao in this session and missed the title.
Jiang Wang also faced Xiang Bei, Qin Zhizhen, and Yellow Sheri in a string of deadly draws.
Many from Qi had already given up hope.
The fact that he could become more valiant with each battle, stronger with each fight, crushingly dominating other unrivaled prideful sons, and powerfully seize the title was especially heart-stirring.
Cao Jie approached, the purple also came close.
Jiang Wang reached out with both hands, solemnly saying: “Jiang Wang receives the banner!”
He took the banner, feeling it weigh a thousand pounds!
After handing over the banner, Cao Jie immediately turned around.
Even a personage of high rank and power like him would not compete for glory with the victor of the Yellow River Gathering at this time.
Stepping down from the Arena, Cao Jie then saluted Yu Xi, saying: “Many thanks to True Monarch Yu!”
Yu Xi also remained solemn, slightly nodding in response.
Then he extended his hand over the Arena—
Right in front of Jiang Wang, streaks of clear light condensed into steps, with those light steps stretching endlessly high, as if reaching the utmost end of the firmament.
The Stairway to Heaven before him.
Jiang Wang held the flag and ascended the steps of clear light, climbing higher with each step.
He walked faster and faster, higher and higher, stepping into the high heavens, gradually becoming a mere dot in the eyes of the people below.
The six sides surrounded by the Pillars of the Six Harmonies had quietly changed into walls of streaming light, no longer the corners of the supreme dragon robes.
Jiang Wang went higher and away from the fervent gazes and the cheering crowd.
Looking around, other than the Pillars of the Six Unions and the six walls of streaming light that reach from earth to heaven, he could see nothing else.
Only the stair of clear light beneath his feet, the purple banner in his hands, and the Longing at his waist were present.
The higher he climbed, the lonelier it became.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
He seemed to hear the roar of the Long River.
But listening closely there was silence again.
And then, it was as if someone was reading something aloud, yet he couldn’t quite make it out.
Gradually, those sounds faded away too.
He walked up, continued up, ascending alone.
It was like traveling alone through a long night, striving to carve out the first glimmer of light.
The first man to reach the mountain peak birthed humanity’s earliest ideal.
“Who are you?”
Suddenly a voice inquired this.