Supreme Emptiness

He stood nearly three meters tall.

Ordinary people standing before him couldn't even reach his abdomen.

Despite his towering height, there was not an ounce of excess flesh on him.

His bare upper body was covered with rock-like bulging hard muscles.

Thick veins, the size of thumbs, snaked around his body like tree roots.

His rough face was as if carved by a knife, and his tiger-like eyes gleamed with a chilling sharpness!

His long black hair was messy and disheveled.

It gave an aura of extreme wildness.

The disciples in the room couldn't help but swallow hard.

Even Wang Yunge, a top disciple of the Supreme Sect, felt a sense of suffocation.

With a look of fear, he greeted courteously: "Senior Brother Xue, long time no see!"

The person in front of him was the second-ranked disciple of the Giant Sect.

Xue Wanchong!

A terrifying figure whose physical strength had reached the Second Level of Core Formation.

Looking across the Nine-Sect Land at his peers.

Except for Xia Chaoge and the chief disciple of the Giant Sect, no one dared to challenge him easily.

Xue Wanchong didn't even glance at Wang Yunge, only cupped his hands slightly towards Lu Xiunian:

"Disciple of the Giant Sect, Xue Wanchong, greets Elder Lu!"

His voice was like muffled thunder, coupled with the fact that they were in a not-so-spacious room.

One can imagine the intensity of his voice.

Everyone felt their ears buzzing from the reverberation.

Lu Xiunian's eyes showed surprise:

"There are rumors that you inherit the bloodline of the Ancient Giants!"

"I once thought it was just a myth, but it turns out to be true."

Disciples of the Giant Sect, their cultivated physiques were naturally very robust.

But no matter how robust, they couldn't attain such an inhuman form through cultivation alone.

It could only be due to the bloodline.

Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Ancient Giants?"

Such a thing exists in this world?

Chuanchuan, sitting beside him, opened his eyes and glanced at Xue Wanchong.

He said calmly: "In ancient times, there existed a terrible creature."

"They stood ten zhang tall, with enormous physiques, fierce and lacking Spiritual Wisdom."

Jiang Fan found it intriguing and said: "So they were similar to demon beasts?"

Chuanchuan chuckled: "Demon beasts?"

"Even the Demon Emperors were merely their food!"

What?

Jiang Fan gasped in shock.

Even Demon Emperors were their food?

So terrifying?

Chuanchuan continued: "They devoured everything, sweeping across the land like locusts, eating whatever they saw."

"Countless Human Clan experts were eaten, including many in the Divinity Transformation Realm."

Hiss!

Jiang Fan shivered in horror.

Even such powerful beings couldn't escape being devoured?

"What happened later?" Jiang Fan asked uneasily.

If such creatures still existed, it would be extremely worrying.

Chuanchuan replied: "Later, various clans rose up and joined forces to resist the Ancient Giants."

"After a war that lasted an entire cycle of sixty years, they finally exterminated all the Ancient Giants."

"This was recorded in history as the Sixty-Year Purge."

"In this battle, we don't know the casualties of the other clans, but all the sages of the Human Clan fell, the ancestors perished, and the entire Human Clan teetered on the brink of extinction."

"The flourishing civilization of the Human Clan was thus interrupted."

"To this day, it has not recovered to its former glory."

Jiang Fan's breathing became more labored.

The Human Clan of antiquity had experienced such a catastrophe.

Fortunately, the Ancient Giants were all exterminated.

Otherwise, living in the same era as such beings would be terrifying to imagine.

"But what about Xue Wanchong?" Jiang Fan asked in confusion.

Chuanchuan showed a hint of disdain: "Some Humans, fearing death, voluntarily consumed the blood of Ancient Giants and evolved into Half-Giants."

"In doing so, they were seen as kin by the Ancient Giants and spared from becoming food."

"After the war, certain Human leaders showed mercy and spared their lives."

"Through generations, the bloodline of the Ancient Giants in their descendants has become increasingly diluted."

"By Xue Wanchong's generation, it's almost gone, and their appearance is very close to that of normal humans."

Jiang Fan frowned.

He said discontentedly: "Mercy?"

"That Human leader certainly showed his mercy."

"But what about the mercy for the countless Human Clan members who died tragically?"

Chuanchuan looked at Jiang Fan in surprise.

When it came to this topic, the Martial Artists of this era, out of respect for their ancestors or fear of the power of the Half-Giant descendants, rarely expressed dissatisfaction.

Someone like her, publicly expressing discontent, was considered an anomaly among her peers.

Jiang Fan's attitude gave her a sense of comfort, as if she had met a kindred spirit.

"Well said!" Chuanchuan slapped her thigh and said: "If it were me, I would have exterminated those Half-Giants long ago!"

"Betraying the Human Clan in times of near extinction, what good is keeping such traitors?"

"That Human leader, pretending to be merciful, actually had ulterior motives!"

Uh—

Jiang Fan looked puzzledly at the indignant Qin Wangchuan and said:

"Sometimes, I really think you're not a child."

"You know so much about ancient history and can speak of it in such an epic manner."

Chuanchuan rolled her eyes at him, her face stretched long.

"It's your ignorance; don't blame others for knowing more."

Being lectured by a young girl.

Jiang Fan felt angry yet amused.

"What are you two whispering about?"

Suddenly, Xue Wanchong looked over coldly and reprimanded in a voice like thunder.

Due to the Ancient Giant bloodline, his hearing was much better than a Human's.

So, although Jiang Fan and Chuanchuan were whispering.

He still heard them.

Jiang Fan's smile faded, and he said calmly: "We were not talking about you."

He bore no malice toward Xue Wanchong.

While Half-Giants were contemptible, Xue Wanchong couldn't choose his birth.

This couldn't be blamed on him.

However, Xue Wanchong's next words made it hard for him not to dislike him.

"You weren't talking about me! But you were talking about my ancestors!"

Xue Wanchong looked down at him and snorted coldly: "How dare you defile my ancestors' name?"

"Kneel, and kowtow in apology to my ancestors!"

Jiang Fan shook his head calmly:

"Your ancestors' name refers to their betrayal of the Human Clan?"

"As a descendant, you feel no shame, but instead take pride?"

He became increasingly dissatisfied with the actions of that Human leader.

If Xue Wanchong was an isolated case, it might be tolerable.

But if all Half-Giant descendants had this mindset, it was truly terrifying.

"Impudent! How dare you insult my ancestors as traitors?"

This undoubtedly touched on Xue Wanchong's most sensitive nerve.

He immediately snorted heavily and backhandedly slapped toward Jiang Fan.

His arm was more than twice the length of a normal person's, with an extremely long reach.

Thus, although it seemed there was some distance between him and Jiang Fan, a slap could easily reach him.

And the force of his attack was astonishing.

The crowd only heard a whoosh, and the huge palm, larger than Jiang Fan's head, was already before his face.

Wang Yunge was secretly overjoyed.

"See how arrogant you are. Do you really think Xue Wanchong is as reasonable as I am?"

"Learn your lesson well!"

Xie Liushu's heart skipped a beat: "This time, Jiang Fan is going to suffer a loss, right?"

Unlike the Red-Scaled Evil Flood Dragon, which lost much of its power on land.

Standing before Jiang Fan now was a genuine Second Level of Core Formation expert and a body refiner.

The force of this slap was not something Jiang Fan could withstand.

Lu Xiunian's heart skipped a beat.

Goodness, daring to strike Jiang Fan in front of a Green Cloud Sect Supreme Elder?

He wanted to intervene but was surprised to see that Qin Wangchuan didn't move to stop it.

This confused him.

Did he not worry about Jiang Fan getting hurt?

Smack—

The dull sound suddenly resounded.

Everyone thought Jiang Fan had been slapped.

But who would have thought.

It was actually Xue Wanchong's huge palm that was easily blocked by a pure as jade hand.

The owner of that hand was none other than Jiang Fan!