Destined Antagonist: I Refuse To Annul The Engagement!

Dreaming back to ancient times.

The human race waged war against countless races in the starry sky, while the eight royal clans guarded the Nine Heavens and Eight Wastelands, slaying gods, killing immortals, exterminating demons, and beheading monsters... Expelling billions of races from the galaxy.

The final battle in ancient times.

"Kill!"

The eight royal clans, along with billions of human cultivators, went against the galaxy and attacked the ancestral land of the demon race.

Divine light, Dao symbols, immortal patterns, and the boundless power of rules ravaged the starry sea, annihilating stars, causing the vast void to collapse, revealing a profound darkness.

Bodies, severed limbs, and broken blades piled up like mountains.

The strange blood of the demons flowed like a great river.

The starry dome was bathed in blood, and the starry sky mourned.

The demon race was nearly wiped out, and their ancestral land was overturned in just a matter of days.

Above the starry sky, amidst the chaos, the eight human kings used the ancient technique of the Great Blue Sky to jointly attack the Demon Emperor of the Vast Abyss, severing his vitality and extinguishing his reincarnation.

The Demon Emperor of the Vast Abyss retreated in defeat, unable to turn the tide. In his anger, he chose to sacrifice his own imperial body and cast a devastating curse.

Fire.

Pitch-black flames.

Quietly ignited on the coiled imperial body of the Demon Emperor of the Vast Abyss.

The body, larger than a star, turned into fuel for the rules, burning into strands of profound black lines, cold and eerie.

The black lines entwined and weaved, forming a pitch-black totem.

On it, the grim smile of the Demon Emperor of the Vast Abyss flickered, exuding a sinister and eerie aura, making people's hair stand on end.

The imperial body turned to ashes, and the totem covered the chaotic void, enveloping the eight human kings, transforming into prohibitions that surged into their bodies.

"Eight royal clans! Accept my curse! Your descendants will forever live in fear!"

"Until extinction!"

"Hahaha—"

Jiang Xuan suddenly woke up, his eyes filled with astonishment and doubt.

Subconsciously, he touched the pitch-black totem on his forehead, and related information flooded into his mind, causing his heart to tremble involuntarily.

Jiang Xuan revealed a bitter smile. "The curse of the Demon Emperor of the Vast Abyss..."

Vaguely, the corners of Jiang Xuan's temples, where his vigorous black hair should have been, seemed to have withered slightly.

According to the feedback from his bloodline, in the final battle of ancient times, the Demon Emperor of the Vast Abyss used his own imperial body as a sacrifice to cast a devastating curse on the eight royal clans. Those with royal bloodline would be affected by the curse, and their lifespan would be greatly reduced.

The higher the concentration of bloodline, the more lifespan would be reduced.

For those below eighty, the reduction would generally be around twenty percent.

For those above eighty-five, the reduction would be forty percent.

For those with a concentration of ninety, the reduction would be sixty percent.

As for Jiang Xuan, whose bloodline concentration had reached ninety-five, his lifespan could only reach a maximum of three hundred years.

Unless he broke through to the True God Realm during the remaining time, and barely resisted the power of the curse using the power of the rules that only True Gods could control, he could increase his lifespan to five hundred years.

But none of this was recorded in the ancestral records.

A bloodline concentration of ninety... only a few of the ancient ancestors in the early stages could achieve that.

In other words, besides the descendants of the progenitor, hardly anyone could reach a bloodline concentration of ninety-five... no wonder no one knew about it later.

Even if lifespan was reduced, people would only think it was due to other reasons, such as various hidden illnesses during growth.

And for those above ninety, there were only a few, so naturally, there was not much attention paid to it.

Jiang Xuan shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "This is toxic! Even with my Goldfinger, I can still be so miserable!"

"The True God Realm..."

Jiang Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes slightly lowered, showing a pensive look.

He had Goldfinger by his side, and now he possessed various top-tier inheritances and Divine Abilities. He even comprehended three types of Great Dao. His foundation was so profound that he was a unique existence in the entire Celestial Wonders Realm.

With his terrifying foundation, reaching the True God Realm was only a matter of time.

But the problem now was... what he lacked was time!

"Three hundred years..."

Jiang Xuan shook his head, his tone slightly solemn as he muttered to himself.

"Even for top-tier geniuses, three hundred years at most would only reach the Heavenly Yuan stage, right?"

"I have to hurry and strive for as many cultivation resources as possible."

Immediately, Jiang Xuan stood up and left seclusion.

His eyes lifted slightly, and his gaze gradually became profound.

"The position of the Young Clan Leader must be obtained this time. Only then can I mobilize the resources of the entire Jiang family and quickly improve my cultivation!"

"And the True God's Remnant... if I can seize it, it will greatly increase my chances of breaking through to the True God in the future..."

Jiang Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and under the reflection of the totem on his forehead, a touch of ruthlessness was added.

Immediately, Jiang Xuan took a step into the air, soaring through the sky, transforming into a brilliant divine radiance, tearing through the clouds.

After a moment.

Jiang Xuan arrived at the ancestral temple of their lineage.

Hundreds of gazes gathered together.

The clan elders, the numerous elders, and the hundreds of Jiang family geniuses participating in the ancestral trial had all been waiting for a long time.

They were well aware that in the competition for the position of the young clan leader in this ancestral trial, only Jiang Xuan had the qualifications to contend.

The Supreme who was born a few days ago, with his talent, naturally had great hopes of growing up.

Unfortunately, he was born too late and has not yet set foot on the path, so he can only miss out on this ancestral trial.

The clan elders looked at Jiang Xuan. Although Jiang Xuan's aura had become much stronger, he was still in the Immortal Realm and had not yet stepped into the Spirit Transformation Realm. Their hearts dimmed, and they consoled him, "Xuan'er, there may be changes in the competition for the young clan leader this time. If it is not possible, you can give up."

The outstanding geniuses who had been traveling outside all returned, many of them had already reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, while Jiang Xuan was still in the Immortal Realm, so he would inevitably be at a disadvantage.

Moreover, there was also Jiang Qiankun, who had reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the freak with a bloodline reversion concentration of ninety.

Although Jiang Xuan's foundation was indeed strong, relying solely on his foundation might be difficult to surpass those few.

The elders were also the same, advising one after another.

Jiang Xuan frowned slightly. Due to the sharp decrease in his lifespan, his mood was very bad now, even a bit gloomy and cold.

His cold gaze swept over the elders, and Jiang Xuan said indifferently, "The position of the young clan leader must be mine!"

Immediately, he took big steps into the teleportation array and went to the ancestral land.

Everyone was stunned, full of surprise and doubt. Where did Jiang Xuan get his confidence from?

The clan elders lowered their eyes slightly. They had watched Jiang Xuan grow up and understood him the most. Today's Jiang Xuan... something was off!

Could it be that he had made a mistake in his cultivation and bred a heart demon?

A trace of worry surged in the elders' hearts.

Unable to figure it out, they could only put aside their doubts and turn their heads to look at the outstanding geniuses, instructing, "Remember, this is about the competition for the young clan leader. You must assist Jiang Xuan and, if necessary... be willing to sacrifice your own lives!"

The outstanding geniuses' hearts trembled, and they quickly bowed respectfully, "We will remember!"

The elders nodded slightly, waved their hands, and let the outstanding geniuses enter the ancestral land.

The elders focused their attention on the teleportation array, their eyes filled with worry.

They believed in Jiang Xuan's talent and potential. In the future, he would surely shine brightly, sweeping through the younger generation and dominating the various major divine continents of Profound Heaven.

However, now, only relying on his bloodline foundation to compete with the other three young lords... it would probably be quite difficult.

The ancestral land was located in the Fang Family Divine Mountain, but it was in another dimensional space.

The second generation ancestor once possessed great divine ability, integrating a fragment of the world into the Fang family's divine mountain. The small world carried by that fragment became the ancestral land of the Jiang family of Changsheng River.

Throughout the generations, the strongest members of the Jiang family who have roamed the Profound Heaven would enter the ancestral land and build their own divine tombs to sleep in when their time comes.

Under the special rules of this ancestral land, the lifeblood tends to solidify, and the flow of time slows down significantly, naturally extending the limits of life and death.

If the Jiang family encounters a great calamity, these old monsters will each come out and contribute their final strength to defend the Jiang family's name of longevity.

Buzz...

The desolate ancestral land is dim, as if it were a forgotten corner of the world. The great dao, laws, rules, and order here have all become stagnant, and even time seems to have slowed down.

Streams of divine radiance fall like shooting stars, landing on the vast and boundless river.

As the divine radiance dissipates, Jiang Qiankun is the first to step out, his cultivation reaching the peak of transformation, surging like a raging tide, shaking the heavens and earth.

The interweaving of yin and yang qi around his body resembles the Taiji, encompassing all things in the great dao.

With the mountain and river fan in his hand, he manifests vast mountains and rivers.

With his hands behind his back, he stands on the mountains and rivers, overlooking the surrounding geniuses, his eyes slightly lowered, revealing a hint of disdain.

Today, the position of young clan leader belongs to no one but him!

Jiang Bei carries the spirit sword on his back, and three thousand sword qi cuts through the void.

Calmly stepping on the spirit sword, his cold gaze sweeps over the four figures, a murderous intent brewing in his eyes.

In his eyes, most of the four figures are just empty names, unable to withstand a single sword from him!

Jiang Minghao, dressed in white robes, smiles with his hands behind his back, ignoring the cold gazes of Jiang Qiankun, Jiang Feng, and others, calmly descending from the sky.

A mysterious aura surrounds his body, resembling the appearance of a Daoist immortal.

He casually glances at the geniuses, secretly pondering, who is that monstrous figure with a bloodline of ninety?

That person is his biggest threat today.

There is also Jiang Feng, one of the four figures, and other renowned geniuses, each exuding a brilliant divine radiance, with the great dao lingering around them, transcending the ordinary.

With cold and sharp gazes, they all have the desire to compete for the position of young clan leader.

Jiang Xuan's expression is indifferent, ignoring the hidden gazes of the various geniuses. His physical body is like breathing, undulating, and his Dao Foundation inside his body is shimmering with ancient divine radiance, with a long-lasting aura.

His physical body and divine soul have already reached the pinnacle, and now his cultivation foundation also yearns to break through the limits, thereby forging an unparalleled Dao Foundation.

At this moment, the great river surges, with rolling waves that cover the sky and earth, as if the Milky Way has been inverted, encompassing a chaotic world.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

In the vast and majestic river, an endless wasteland is revealed.

Within the wasteland, countless exotic and ferocious beasts roar fiercely, filling the air with a murderous aura.