Chapter 1822 Crossing the Star Sea and See the Holy Yuan Continent

In fact, even now, Jiang Tian is still unsure of the real attitude of the Immortal Emperor, whether he is an enemy or a friend.

Moreover, even if he is an enemy and is controlling the fate of Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing, he is not the real mastermind behind the scenes. He can only be regarded as the "white glove" of the supreme giant. It is not really clear whether he is forced or takes the initiative to do so, and what role he plays.

The real mastermind behind the scenes, the strength and status are already unimaginable, and there are only a few dozen people standing proudly at the top of the fairy world or the god world.

"I am also ridiculous. With tigers and wolves in front, I still consider the cause and effect for them. No matter who the mastermind is, no matter whether the Immortal Emperor is forced or takes the initiative, as long as he wants to control my fate, I will still draw my sword against them and cut off all obstacles!"

Jiang Tian's eyes were cold and he decided not to think about it.

After all, it was not time to draw the sword yet. Before that, the mastermind and the Immortal Emperor would carefully cultivate Zhao Xueqing and would not hinder his progress. The most urgent task is to improve his own cultivation as soon as possible, until he has the qualifications to turn against the supreme giant and draw his sword against him!

In the next few months, Jiang Tian has been on the road, crossing large galaxies like the Milky Way, constantly approaching the central galaxy.

He walked and watched along the way.

He passed by huge cultivation stars and saw countless people wearing old linen clothes and animal skins around their waists, just like the ancient ancestors of China, working hard on the land, using slashes and fires to plant spiritual fields for the cultivators above.

As the seasons changed, the spiritual seeds that were finally planted were taken away by the cultivators in charge before they had time to eat a bite. If there were any resistance, they would often be beaten into ashes with a spell, like slaves.

He saw that when a person in a poor mortal's family was found to have a talent for cultivation, he would be immediately accepted as a disciple by a senior monk. The whole family would celebrate and entertain people from all over the country. They would happily move out of the poor and dangerous village where they originally lived and move into the city, no longer having to pay the sect's heavy taxes and being attacked by low-level monsters.

He saw that the high-level Yuanying monks who owned countless spiritual fields and mineral deposits lived in magnificent houses, towering into the clouds. Countless beautiful maids wearing light gauze clothes, with their bodies looming, shuttled back and forth in the palace, living a life of luxury and debauchery. Their magic power was still strong, but their souls had begun to fall and decay.

They lived a life of drunkenness and dreams. Although they called themselves immortals, were they immortals or demons?

He saw that in the aristocratic families, the legitimate and illegitimate sons fought for the power of the family, and the brothers were regarded as enemies, killing each other and the blood flowed into rivers. In the end, the illegitimate son who gained the advantage killed his brother and father, holding the head in one hand and the family seal in the other, laughing up to the sky, triumphantly, as if he had killed not his relatives, but a group of pigs and dogs, a nest of beasts.

But tears of blood flowed again. Was he despicable or shameless, or did he have his own difficulties, just to survive? What kind of story happened behind? He saw....

Jiang Tian walked along, and most of the time, his face was neither happy nor sad, just watching coldly.

Seeing a pretty girl from a poor family being bullied by low-level cultivators, he was terrified, desperate, and wanted to die. If his daughter couldn't bear to let him take action, Jiang Tian would also casually blast down a thunderbolt and smash it into pieces. Countless other cultivators were surprised and suspicious, and then, under the leadership of an old innate cultivator, they hurriedly bowed to the sky, saying, "Senior, spare my life, senior, spare my life."

If Jiang Beibei couldn't bear it, he would casually slap it with one palm, destroying all living things and destroying millions of miles. The golden light was as bright as the Buddha slapping the Five Finger Mountain. The monsters were naturally frightened and retreated. The people in the whole city cheered and shook the sky. Only the cultivators were panicked, not knowing what happened.

When passing by two countries at war, hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded and fought, and the cultivators on both sides also fought their brains out. All kinds of magic weapons and immortal arts were used together, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the water in the lake evaporated.

Jiang Tian would also stop and watch with interest for a while, as if watching a wonderful movie.

See how the commanders of the two sides racked their brains to think about each other's moves, and then come up with countermeasures. Seeing the immortal cultivators killing each other, even the high-level immortal cultivators did not hesitate to search through their treasures accumulated over hundreds of years and smash them all in. Seeing the mortal kings of both sides sitting in the palace, they could only see their countries being beaten to pieces and the people being devastated, but they had no power to resist. In the end, Jiang Tian couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the immortal cultivators of both sides into ashes, and stopped the war instantly...

Just like that, walking along the way, watching along the way.

When he saw something unfair, he would also lend a hand to help, and most of the time he would just fly by.

The scenes he saw were not only staged on the starry sea of ​​the planets he passed by, but also performed at the edge of the entire universe.

The high-level cultivators were rich, sitting on the wealth and power accumulated for hundreds and thousands of years, and they had the power of life and death. The civilians and low-level cultivators without cultivation could only compete with wild dogs for food and fierce monsters for a place to live. The civilizations of human beings are like a dark forest. Each civilization is a prey and a hunter, and it is their responsibility to destroy the other.

Outside the central galaxy, there are only marginal wilderness!

The scenes of humans fighting and killing each other in the starry sea were also experienced in the barbaric "Great Conflict Era" many years ago. Even Jiang Tian had seen it in many other worlds or border areas of the universe in his previous life, so he was not surprised at all.

On the one hand, the universe is too vast, and the marginal areas are separated from the slightly orderly central galaxy like a chasm. The tentacles of the central galaxy cannot reach anywhere. Without a strong ruler, it is like a group of dragons without a leader.

But on the other hand, these immortal cultivators themselves do not want to change. After all, they practice hard, and no one really hopes to ascend to the immortal world. Most of them just want to live longer and live better, and this requires a huge amount of cultivation resources.

These cultivators obviously put their own better life on oppressing the lower-level cultivators and mortals.

But Jiang Tian knows that the prosperity of a civilization requires countless lower-level cultivators to rise together.

One day, the power of the bottom will gather into a fire, which will naturally illuminate the dark forest of the universe.

By then, it may take swords and plows, iron and blood, and countless generations of people to sacrifice their lives and blood. But only in blood and fire can a new civilization and order rise brilliantly.

He was very fortunate that under his intentional or unintentional arrangement and guidance, the earth was on the right path from the beginning. Monks fight for mortals, the strong shed blood for the weak, the weak support the strong, and the strong can also be born from the weak.

A few months later, Jiang Tian traveled all the way to the outer edge of the "Storm Star Belt" surrounding the central galaxy, put away the boat, took his daughter's hand, and landed on a life star called "Zhuma Star".

Looking inside from this star, you can see that it is like a black stream, spanning the void and covering the four fields, as if it can tear the space at any time.

What's more terrifying is that the black curtain seems to be composed of space fragments and endless mixed holes, but it is flowing slowly, like a living thing. Once it enters, it can send a great god or even a star to the unknown depths of the universe at any time.

The Storm Star Belt, like a moat, surrounds and guards the eternal, immovable, and dazzling central galaxy. Standing on Zhuma Star, looking through the Storm Star Belt, Jiang Tian can already see a vast continent suspended in the deep universe.

Shengyuan Continent is already in sight!