Chapter 189: The Death of King Chaos

“Can’t even win one-on-one, and you still dare call yourselves Heavenly Kings?”
Jiang Li’s voice was calm, his tone flat, laced with mockery and disdain.
When Jiang Li stepped out from the small tower, the entire world seemed to quiet down. Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what this nameless divine being would do next. Even the citizens of Wubu City who had just been kowtowing to the Heavenly Kings now froze in place.
It was as if a thought had risen in everyone’s heart—that any movement in front of this sacred being would be a grave disrespect.
No matter how powerful the Heavenly Kings were, their aura merely blanketed Wubu City and a few nearby cities. But Jiang Li’s aura enveloped the entire Huan Yu World.
Now, the whole Huan Yu World was frozen in time. Everyone had stopped whatever they were doing. They didn’t know why—just that their instincts told them they should.
Jiang Li didn’t have the aggressive presence of the Heavenly Kings. His aura was gentle and compassionate, like a Bodhisattva saving all beings, or a saint enlightening the world. Yet beneath this warmth lay an unquestionable might.
With hands behind his back, Jiang Li walked in the air. Every step he took was like treading on the hearts of the Heavenly Kings. As he drew closer, their hearts beat faster and faster, their blood circulating wildly.
By the time Jiang Li stood before the six Kings, their hearts were on the verge of failure!
This should have been impossible for cultivators at half-step Fusion Stage—utterly unthinkable!
With a thought, Jiang Li caused four of the Kings’ bodies to swell and explode, their souls shredded by an invisible force before they could react.
Now only King Chaos and the Night King remained floating in the sky.
The peak mortal cultivators were dumbfounded.
Six overwhelmingly terrifying Heavenly Kings—wiped out just like that. It didn’t feel real.
Something like this not only defied belief in real life—it was beyond the scope of dreams!
The citizens of Wubu City couldn’t believe it either. From childhood, they were taught that the Heavenly Kings were saviors from the Upper Realm.
But now the “saviors” were dead—and died like they weren’t worth a dime.
“You must be King Chaos?”
When Jiang Li addressed him, King Chaos could no longer bear the pressure on his heart. He coughed up blood violently, too overwhelmed to care about the slight insult in Jiang Li’s tone.
King Chaos was horrified. He should’ve realized it sooner. Bu Jing, who had been hiding for three hundred years, wouldn’t just show up without someone powerful behind him!
But there was no use regretting it now. It was too late.
“I’ve heard much about you. We should’ve met five hundred years ago, but something came up, so here we are today. A shame we couldn’t meet earlier.” Jiang Li smiled lightly, his tone casual as if chatting about daily life—but King Chaos didn’t dare relax for a moment.
And Jiang Li’s words puzzled him.
What did he mean, we should’ve met five hundred years ago? He wasn’t even born then.
Though he didn’t know what the “accident” was, he would much prefer more of them.
Who’d want to meet a monster like this?!
The stronger they were, the more the remaining Kings could sense Jiang Li’s horror.
He was an abyss that devoured all. In front of him, everyone felt insignificant and powerless.
Their vision had been too narrow—they couldn’t see the whole picture. Now they realized this man had to be on the same level as the Envoy!
How could a being like this appear in their world? Was he the Envoy’s peer?
Whatever the truth, one thing was clear from the way he killed four Kings without even letting them speak—he didn’t come in peace.
They were going to die!
When the four Kings perished, their power of faith flowed into the Night King and King Chaos, pushing both to the Fusion Stage.
Even so, they were horrified to find that reaching Fusion Stage was still useless against this terrifying figure. They couldn’t break free from Jiang Li’s control.
“Esteemed one, are you heading to the Upper Realm… no, I mean, to a blessed paradise?”
“If you wish to go, I can lead the way. Surely this lower world with its thin spiritual energy must be uncomfortable. Our paradise realm has abundant spiritual energy—you’ll find it quite pleasant.”
“There are also six more Heavenly Kings inside, and countless beautiful women. All the world’s beauties are gathered there for your enjoyment.”
“But only I know the location of the paradise, and even if someone else knew, it requires a special method to access. Please, I beg you to spare me. Let me serve you faithfully.”
King Chaos was desperately trying to prove his value. First, he offered spiritual energy—assuming Jiang Li was a cultivation fanatic.
Then he mentioned the six remaining Kings—implying that Jiang Li had to eliminate them to save the world.
Finally, he mentioned the beauties—assuming Jiang Li might be a lecher.
But all of these pitches depended on one premise: only King Chaos knew how to reach the paradise realm.
To Jiang Li, however, none of that mattered.
With his vast Divine Sense, there were no secrets.
“No thank you.” Jiang Li was well-mannered to the end. Even in rejection, he remained courteous and avoided causing awkwardness.
Then King Chaos died at Jiang Li’s hand—without a single scream. It was like a silent performance of cruelty.
【Congratulations, Host. Task completed.】
【Please accept your reward: one Fragment of the Stairway to Immortality.】
Unlike Luo Ying’s task, this time the fragment was delivered via an incomprehensible application of the Dao of Space, just like past rewards.
Jiang Li stowed away the golden fragment of the Stairway to Immortality.
Now he had two pieces.
The system was still useful, Jiang Li thought.
“Dmn it, he beat me to it,” Bai Hongtu grumbled. That bstard Jiang Li always used his higher cultivation to take the spotlight.
But then Bai Hongtu went silent. Though he could spread his gentle aura across the Huan Yu World too, there was no way he could do what Jiang Li just did so effortlessly.
In the end, it came down to a gap in cultivation.
“Mahayana Stage… such a distant realm…” Bai Hongtu sighed.
Yu Yin and the Ruyi Gourd both agreed. According to Immortal Elder Changcun, Mahayana was equivalent to a Terrestrial Immortal.
But Jiang Li’s Mahayana clearly wasn’t normal.
Even Outer World Demons, who were Terrestrial Immortal-level beings, couldn’t last three moves against him.
The Ruyi Gourd deeply understood this. As an Immortal Artifact that could command tribulation lightning, it had defeated Terrestrial Immortals before. Yet it had been effortlessly beaten by Jiang Li—no chance to even fight back.
Jiang Li turned his gaze toward the Night King, who didn’t dare make a single move. He formed a hand seal, extracting the power of faith from him. The Night King’s aura plummeted, falling from Fusion Stage to Soul Formation Stage.
Jiang Li gathered the Nine Provinces’ faith power into the Bronze Cauldron. Just because he didn’t use faith power didn’t mean he couldn’t.
In fact, very few could match him in how he used it.
“Bu Jing, he’s yours.”
The Night King was the sworn enemy of Bu Jing and his brother, and also the ancestor of the King of Qi. Bu Jing was the most suitable one to deal with him.
“Thank you, Human Sovereign Jiang!” Bu Jing bowed, eyes brimming with tears, then turned to glare at the Night King with pure hatred.
Jiang Li left them to it. He called over Bai Hongtu and Yu Yin, and together they headed to the nameless island across the sea—to wrap things up.