At this moment, he was like a supreme ruler, controlling the life and death of all beings, deciding their fate with a single word.
"I am willing to submit!"
Hearing this, the Nightmare King hesitated, but in the end, he nodded.
He knew very well that, given his current situation, he had no choice.
Otherwise, the only path left was death.
Buzz!
As soon as he nodded, he felt a buzzing in his mind, and a scene surged into his heart.
"Greetings, my King!"
The scene changed, appearing in another valley, surrounded by countless Nightmare Beasts prostrating themselves before a ferocious and tyrannical Nightmare King.
This Nightmare King was enormous, fully three zhang in size, covered in blue-black scales, and hideously terrifying.
On its head, there were two horns, sharp and piercing.
At the Nightmare King's feet, a Nightmare youth was prostrating.
"Descendant of the Nightmare King, I need you to do something for me and help me find a stone tablet to refine into a puppet."
This Nightmare King, high above, overlooked the Nightmare youth at its feet.
"As you command!"
Hearing this, the Nightmare youth agreed without hesitation.
This Nightmare King was the king of the Nightmare race, ruling over thousands of Nightmare Beasts.
Even the descendants of the Nightmare King had to follow orders and be manipulated by it.
"Hmm? This is..."
Suddenly, the Nightmare King looked up, its pupils shrinking, filled with disbelief.
The chains hanging above its head suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.
Immediately afterward, countless runes gushed out from within, transforming into a mysterious and unpredictable formation.
This formation was, in fact, a sealing array!
Chi Chi!
In the next moment, the runes spread like mercury, instantly covering the Nightmare King's entire body.
In an instant, the sealing array began to operate, trapping it in place.
Poof!
At the same time, strands of blazing lightning surged, transforming into sharp blades that slashed down fiercely.
Ah!
Screams echoed continuously, as the Nightmare King let out a painful wail.
It desperately resisted, but alas, Jiang Wang was simply too powerful. Each strike caused the Nightmare King's bones to shatter and its body to collapse.
Before long, the Nightmare King's body was in ruins, with blood flowing everywhere.
"You dare to destroy my body! This king curses you..."
The Nightmare King's hoarse and shrill voice resounded through the sky.
Its eyes were bloodshot, filled with resentment and hatred for Jiang Wang.
"Your threats are meaningless!"
Jiang Wang shook his head, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes:
"You are not even qualified to be human. A mere Nightmare race dares to call itself king, how laughable!"
As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and an arc of electricity shot out, landing on the Nightmare King's body.
Crackle!
Immediately, a chilling sound rang out, and the Nightmare King let out a shrill scream.
Wherever the arc of electricity passed, the Nightmare King's body was charred, covered in blood, as if it had been roasted.
"Ah... Please, spare me!"
After a brief period of pain, the Nightmare King was terrified.
"Tell me, how do I undo the Nightmare Body?"
Jiang Wang asked indifferently.
The Nightmare Body was a characteristic of the Nightmare race, capable of transforming into various appearances, ever-changing and difficult to guard against.
But if one succeeded in cultivating it, one could change their appearance and become human.
However, the Nightmare King's cultivation was too weak to use it, only barely able to transform.
"I can tell you, but you must let me go!"
The Nightmare King said through gritted teeth.
"Alright, I promise you!"
Jiang Wang didn't care about this.
He naturally knew that once he let the Nightmare King go, it would definitely bring about a disaster.
After all, this kind of alien race technique had long been lost.
"Alright, I'll tell you the solution..."
Immediately, the Nightmare King slowly uttered a few obscure and difficult ancient words, causing Jiang Wang to frown slightly.
Clearly, these ancient languages did not belong to this star.
But the Nightmare King had already finished speaking, and there was no point in pursuing it.
"You may leave."
Finally, Jiang Wang waved his hand, signaling the Nightmare King to leave.
"You... You're letting me go?"
The Nightmare King was stunned, his face full of astonishment.
In his expectation, it would be good if Jiang Wang didn't kill him, but he actually let him go so easily.
"Remember, my patience is limited!"
Seeing the Nightmare King's expression, Jiang Wang's expression turned cold, and he scolded.
Hearing this, the Nightmare King's body shook, and he quickly nodded, running away in a panic.
...
Swish!
Jiang Wang put away the iron rod and turned to return to the valley.
This was the holy land of the Nightmare race, storing many books, recording the history of the Nightmare race.
Moreover, these Nightmare books were all-encompassing and widely involved, which was of great benefit to warriors.
Jiang Wang entered the cave and sat down cross-legged.
"The 'Chaos True Art' is divided into three volumes, and I have only learned the first volume. I need to continue to comprehend it."
Jiang Wang pondered, muttering to himself.
This "Chaos True Art", although only a basic exercise, but the practice is extremely vast, encompassing thousands of things.
It is much more precious than ordinary martial arts, and it is the foundation on which the Jiang family relies to grow.
"Eh?"
Suddenly, Jiang Wang glanced around and found that the main layout of this cave seemed to be completely opposite to that of ordinary Nightmare Halls.
He closed his eyes and carefully sensed it, vaguely noticing something wonderful.
"This is... traces of a formation!"
Jiang Wang's expression was solemn, and after carefully deducing it for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his expression extremely horrified.
Formations are secret techniques studied by cultivators, which cannot be compared to ordinary exercises and martial skills.
Chapter 1247: Flaw
Ordinary martial arts and secret techniques, no matter how complex, still have flaws.
But formations are different. They have independent operating rules, one link interlocking with another, layer upon layer.
Moreover, cultivating formations often requires extremely high attainments.
In this world, there are only a handful of warriors who understand formations, as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
Like the Nightmare King just now, he only knew a little bit of fur.
"Could it be that some kind of forbidden object is hidden here?"
At the thought of this, Jiang Wang's breathing became rapid, and his heart was pounding.
This is the Nightmare Hall, the place where the Nightmare race lives.
Moreover, this place is not far from the Barren Mountains, and there may be some kind of treasure.
"No matter what forbidden object it is, don't even think about stopping me!"
Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Jiang Wang's eyes flashed with a bright light, preparing to explore the entire cave.
Rumble!
However, just at this moment, the valley trembled violently, and the earth seemed to be boiling.
"An enemy attack?"
