Chapter 527: Shocking, Greatly Underestimating Jiang Lan's Ambition, a Saint Appears to Set the Finale

“Now that I’m here, I have no intention of leaving so easily.”

“But before we get to that,” Jiang Lan said with a faint smile, “shouldn’t you honor our agreement and let them leave safely first?”

Both Ao Yin and Kong Xuan hesitated, words caught in their throats.

They wanted to stay with Jiang Lan—at least he would have two more pairs of hands. But they knew that in their current condition, they would be of little help; in fact, they would only be a burden.

Besides, would these members of the Barbarian Race really let them leave safely?

Uganda sneered. “Young Master Jiang, do you really think this is the Great Xia Imperial Capital, a place where you can do as you please? Let me tell you, now that you’re here, you’re all staying.”

“So it seems the so-called promises of your Barbarian Race aren’t worth much after all.” Jiang Lan seemed to have anticipated this.

“Heh. We don’t need to bother with such trivialities when dealing with the Human Race.”

With a wave of his hand, Uganda signaled, and the Barbarian Race experts closed in from all sides. Evil Qi surged from their bodies, their killing intent palpable. With their gnarled muscles, they looked like a pack of savage Fierce Beasts.

‘So treacherous. Good thing I came prepared.’

Jiang Lan shook his head slightly. With a wave of his hand, two ancient, shimmering Runes shot out behind him. To Ao Yin and Kong Xuan’s astonishment, the Runes landed on them. They flickered incessantly before the light expanded, instantly enveloping them both.

Instantly, they felt a terrifying teleportation force. It was as if a powerful suction from a faraway place was piercing through the Void to pull them away.

“A Guiding Talisman…”

“Young Master…”

Kong Xuan instantly realized his intent and cried out softly.

Ao Yin was also filled with shocked confusion, her pale gold pupils fixed on Jiang Lan’s back.

A Guiding Talisman was a type of teleportation talisman that connected two locations. The method to create them had long been lost, making them exceedingly rare and precious.

While they could be used as a life-saving trump card in a crisis, they required time to activate. Usually, the user’s subordinates would have to hold the rear to buy that time.

But now… Jiang Lan had used them on *them*.

The Barbarian Race experts instantly realized Jiang Lan’s intent and flew into a rage.

“Stop them…”

A burly member of the Barbarian Race roared, charging forward with a Wolf Fang Club in hand.

“Who dares?”

The smile vanished from Jiang Lan’s face, replaced by a cold, indifferent mask.

BOOM!!!

He threw a punch. In that instant, it was as if an endless ocean surged forth. The entire world seemed to be battered by tidal waves, letting out a terrifying RUMBLE. The mountains trembled, and countless leaves came fluttering down.

The charging Barbarian Race expert exploded on impact. He didn’t even have time to scream before he was reduced to a mist of blood and shimmering white bone fragments.

He stood before the two women, his tall, slender figure wreathed in a hazy light. His lifeblood steamed off him, making him look like a terrifying volcano.

Above his head, a dragon formed of his own lifeblood shot toward the sky like a beacon, and his aura was as deep as an abyss and vast as the sea.

The terrifying pressure of his lifeblood made the faces of the Barbarian Race experts twist in horror. In that instant, they were frozen with fear, as if facing an endless mountain range. None of them dared to take even half a step forward.

Even Uganda was stunned. He had never expected Jiang Lan to be this powerful.

An expert comparable in strength to a Sixth Realm master of the Human Race couldn’t even take a single one of his punches.

Ao Yin and Kong Xuan were also dumbfounded. By the time they snapped out of it, they were already enveloped in the twin glows and being pulled through the Void. As they were carried farther and farther away, all they could do was watch as Jiang Lan’s back grew blurry and finally vanished from sight.

They seemed to be shouting something, but the whistling wind swallowed their words, rendering them inaudible.

“I really underestimated you…”

“But this isn’t how you play the hero saving the damsels. Willingly trading your life for two followers… that’s just foolish.”

Having recovered from his shock, Uganda was utterly furious. He didn’t order his men to pursue Ao Yin and Kong Xuan as they were carried away; instead, he chose to attack personally.

His robes billowed as he struck out with a massive hand. It descended like a boundless winnowing basket, Barbaric Patterns flashing across its surface. Wreathed in a black wind, it seemed capable of shattering anything in its path.

Jiang Lan was completely unafraid. ‘In fact,’ he thought, ‘I’m curious to see if my current physical strength can stand up to an expert of the Eighth Realm.’

This man’s strength was comparable to a master of the Human Race’s Eighth Realm Tribulation Bridge Realm. His attack wasn’t just pure physical might; it harnessed the Power of Heaven and Earth to exert immense pressure—a strike heavy enough to shatter a mountain…

RUMBLE!!!

A massive collision erupted. The energy released was terrifying. The surrounding mountain ranges rumbled and shook violently as countless trees snapped in two. Great fissures spread out from the point of impact, crisscrossing the land in every direction. The scene was astounding, as if two Celestial Humans were locked in combat.

Jiang Lan stumbled back, his palm throbbing with intense pain. A crisp cracking sound rang out as blood splattered, but thanks to his Destiny Dao Fruit, his injuries healed instantly. He was restored in a flash, his aura not wavering in the slightest.

He came to a steady stop a short distance away, a peculiar look in his eyes.

“There are many strange things about you.”

Uganda was shocked. Although he hadn’t used his full strength, that strike should have been enough to kill any member of the younger generation.

Even Ao Yin and Kong Xuan, when they joined forces, had been grievously wounded by one of his casual blows. But Jiang Lan’s power was simply unbelievable.

He had clearly been injured—there was even blood on his robes—but now, there wasn’t the slightest trace of a wound on him.

“It seems you’re not so impressive after all. You can’t do a thing to me,” Jiang Lan said, his tone dripping with contempt.