Everlasting Conceited Supreme

The black-robed man let out an explosive cry. He exhausted all of his strength and was finally able to use some of his strength to immediately unleash an attack.    

All of the sand in the world surged out, and every grain of sand was like a sharp sword, aiming to kill Jiang Feng.    

At the same time, in front of the black-robed man, he had even used the condensed power of the earth to form a huge earth wall that was over three hundred meters tall, in hopes of blocking against Jiang Feng.    

"It seems that the Killing technique you grasp has not reached the level of perfection. If you truly understand the flying sand, then what you transform into is not a sharp sword, but countless worlds, a world of sand, a world of sky."    

Jiang Feng's voice was calm, he did not mock them, but pointed, and then extended his hand out slightly. With a simple wave, countless of sharp swords made of sand, disappeared like snow encountering fire, in an instant.    

"Destroy!" Jiang Feng stared at the one hundred meter tall wall, pointed with his finger, and shouted softly. The one hundred meter tall wall instantly shattered.    

"Earth as the bed, bearing all living things, if you overturn the bed, with your cultivation, it will not be enough." Jiang Feng said once again.    

The black-robed person seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. Jiang Feng's words were like the words of a saint that turned into the Heavenly Stele.    

The totem martial arts that he had cultivated for his entire life had been seen through in a few words. Not only did it cause the man in black to lose all faith, it also caused some changes.    

"Plop!" Just at this time, the black-robed man suddenly knelt down on the ground, looked at Jiang Feng, and said emotionally: "Senior, please save me!"    

At this moment, there were over ten people rushing over from the great earth in the distance. They were all old people, and there wasn't a single youth or middle-aged man present.    

"Lord Third, who told you to kneel down? I'll definitely skin him alive today!"    

When the 10 people saw this, one of the elderly shouted angrily, and the group of people rushed forward and surrounded Jiang Feng.    

"It wasn't him who made me kneel. It was me who volunteered to kneel." The black-cloaked man who was addressed as Master San quickly explained.    

Everyone was flabbergasted and felt that this was unbelievable. Their divine clan's Third Master was actually kneeling to a young man, just what kind of joke was this?    

Seeing the puzzled look on everyone's faces, San Ye quickly explained: "This person might be the savior of our God Tribe, quickly put away your hostility."    

Savior? When everyone heard this, they looked at each other with faces full of shock.    

"What life do you want me to save you? Jiang Feng calmly looked at the black-robed man kneeling in front of him.    

"Senior, do you know what kind of clan we are? The reason we are guarding the City of Divine Spirits is because we have no other choice." San Ye suddenly sighed.    

"Lord Third, you can't tell anyone else about this. This is an exhortation from the Patriarch!" Hearing this, an elder tried to dissuade him with a panicked tone. This was a tradition since the ancient times, but now, San Ye was telling a secret to an outsider. This made everyone panic.    

"I don't care!"    

San Ye suddenly shouted. He was ready to fight, regardless of the consequences.    

"The divine race is about to go extinct, do they still care about telling secrets to others? I am not willing to die while carrying a secret with me! "    

Immediately, he turned to Jiang Feng and said: "Let me be honest with you, the City of Divine Spirits is indeed a place for the cultivation of immortals, and our clan of Divine Spirits have indeed been protecting here since the ancient times. However, we did not choose to guard it here, but were forced to do so."    

"Forced?" After Jiang Feng heard this, he revealed a slightly curious expression. This made him somewhat confused about the City of God.    

"Yes, we were all forced to do so. The clan of gods is a cursed race, and after generations and generations of people, they can only live within a certain radius of the City of Gods. If they were to leave this place, they will immediately die a horrible death, and if they were to step into this place, they will also die a miserable death."    

"We've long since forgotten how many years it has been. We've never left, and the only thing we can do is block anyone from entering. Even our later generations will have to do the same."    

"We've tried all sorts of methods, but were still unable to remove the curse. A few hundred years ago, our generation discussed how to remove the curse by destroying their own clan without producing any descendants."    

When San Ye told them the secret of their race, the other villagers all sighed ?    

This was the sorrow of the divine race. In the entire Totem Continent, other than themselves, no one else knew about it. Today was the first time they had spoken of it to outsiders.    

In any case, they had already started their plan to exterminate their own family hundreds of years ago. In that case, before they died, why didn't they reveal this secret? After they die, this so-called City of Divine Spirits will do whatever it wants.    

A race cursed by a city? Jiang Feng's eyes flashed with suspicion.    

He had been cursed before, and he had heard of all kinds of curses. However, this was the first time he had heard of such a thing being cursed by a city.    

"Since that's the case, why don't you kill yourselves? Wouldn't this be more satisfying?" Although Jiang Feng was surprised, he did not completely believe it.    

"Senior, do you know that after being cursed by the City of Divine Spirits, one's life and death cannot be determined by oneself. Unless one naturally ages and dies, one cannot die." San Ye gave a helpless smile.    

"There's such a thing?" Hearing that, Jiang Feng was shocked, he could not help but die, he did not even have the authority to die, this was truly unbelievable.    

It seemed like he could tell that Jiang Feng did not believe him, and San Ye didn't explain anything. He knew that it was hard to believe.    

He retrieved a sword and slashed at his own neck.    

"Puchi!"    

As the sword flashed past, his head fell and a gush of blood spurted out.    

Surprisingly, after he was killed, San Ye's corpse immediately disappeared under Jiang Feng's gaze.    

In that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the air where he was standing, his body gradually becoming more solid, it was the Third Master who committed suicide. He was completely unharmed, and once again appeared in front of Jiang Feng.    

"Hmm?" Jiang Feng let out a surprised sound. There were not many things that could surprise him.    

The other party had committed suicide before his eyes, and the corpse had disappeared. However, after a moment, the corpse reappeared. If they hadn't witnessed this scene with their own eyes, it would have been hard for them to believe it.    

Could it be that the ghosts, the San Ye, and the people of the God race were all ghosts? Because they did not have physical bodies, their souls were cursed by the City of God, so they would not die no matter how they commit suicide?    

This was the only explanation that Jiang Feng could think of, but it was quickly overturned by him.    

Not established!    

His astrology could clearly feel that they were all solid corpses, flesh and blood, with life energy flowing through them. They were not ghosts.