Another eight spatial rifts appeared. Seeing this, all the Great Sages present looked at the eight spatial rifts.
As The Great Sage, the strongest person in the Central World, everyone was indeed in a difficult situation today. They had no idea what was going on until now. They were completely confused.
Under the watchful eyes of the Great Sages, a voice that sounded like a drunkard's cursing could be heard from one of the spatial rifts.
"They're going to fight again. How annoying. Can't they just let me drink properly?"
It sounded like a drunkard cursing in the marketplace. Just by hearing this voice, one could already guess the voice's owner's appearance.
Sure enough, after the cursing, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, with unkempt hair and an unkempt face, walked out shakily. On his back was an incomparably huge wine jug, and he was a little taller than the rest of the people.
The middle-aged man was from the Human Clan. With his appearance, Yin-yangzi, Xuanyuan Songtao, Xing Zhantian, and Xuanyuan Wudi were all stunned. Then, they exclaimed in unison, "Wine Daoist, Great Ancestor?"
Xuanyuan Songtao, Xing Zhantian, and Xuanyuan Wudi called the middle-aged man Wine Daoist, while Yin-yangzi called him Great Ancestor.
That's right, this drunken middle-aged man was the eighth Sect Master of the Heavenly Yin Yang Sect, known as Wine Daoist. He was a figure from who knows how many years ago, probably from the ancient times.
A character from the ancient times was actually still alive. Furthermore, he had appeared in front of everyone, alive and well.
Yin-yangzi and the other three naturally had never seen Wine Daoist before. However, as the Sect Master of the Heavenly Yin Yang Sect, he naturally had a ranking and portrait in the Heavenly Yin Yang Sect. He enjoyed the incense of the Heavenly Yin Yang Sect for generations.
Moreover, even though the Wine Daoist was from ancient times, the Wine Daoist was definitely an influential figure in his era. When he was young, he was one of the top three Holy Sons on the Saint Ranking. After he became a Great Saint Emperor, he even killed a Great Saint Emperor of the Ghost Clan by himself.
It could be said that during the Wine Daoist's era, the heights he attained were far, far greater than Yin-yangzi and the others.
Hearing Yin-yangzi and the other three's exclamations, the Wine Daoist burped and looked at Yin-yangzi and the other three with sleepy eyes. He spoke rather loudly, "Yo … little dolls of my human race. Come, let this old Daoist count. One … Two … Four. Eh, why are there only four? Could it be that our human race has fallen to such a state? The Great Sage only has four people now? "
The Wine Daoist's appearance was indeed a little comical, but Yin-yangzi and the others didn't care at all. After recovering from his shock, Yin-yangzi took a step forward and bowed respectfully to the Wine Daoist. "Junior Yin-yangzi of the Yin and Yang Sect greets the Ancestor."
The Wine Daoist was indeed an Immortal of the Yin and Yang Sect. Everyone had always thought that he had died long ago. After all, he was a figure of the ancient era. Even The Great Sage didn't have such a long lifespan.
Facing Yin-yangzi's bow, the Wine Daoist impatiently waved his hand. "Shoo, shoo, shoo. I'm annoyed by all of you prim and proper people. This old Daoist has long stopped being some bullshit Ancestor. The Yin and Yang Sect is now your Yin and Yang Sect. What does it have to do with this old Daoist? However … If you really want to show your filial piety to this old Daoist, then give me some Heavenly Jade Dew. This old Daoist will still be very happy. "
Heavenly Jade Dew was a fine wine unique to the Yin and Yang Sect. However, it could no longer be brewed. There was only one jar left, and Yin-yangzi couldn't bear to drink it.
However, after hearing the Wine Daoist's words, Yin-yangzi didn't hesitate at all. He immediately nodded and said, "Yes, this disciple will go get it."
In front of the Wine Daoist, Yin-yangzi referred to himself as a disciple. Hearing this, the Wine Daoist smiled happily. Heavenly Jade Dew was a fine wine.
However, just as the Wine Daoist was rejoicing, another voice rang out from the spatial rift.
"Stop fooling around, Drunkard. Don't you know what time it is?"
Along with the voice, a middle-aged man from the Divine Race walked out of the spatial rift. He wore a long golden robe and looked very noble and dignified.
All of the God Race Great Sages present had been killed, but as soon as this middle-aged man appeared, one of the Demon Race Great Sages quickly revealed his identity.
"God … Shen Batian …"
Shen Batian was the number one expert of the God Race two thousand years ago. He was hailed as the number one genius in the history of the God Race. His proudest battle record was when he single-handedly killed The Great Sage of the Demon Race and severely injured The Great Sage.
In a one against two situation, Shen Batian was able to kill one and injure the other. One must know that the one he killed was The Great Sage.
It was precisely because of this impressive battle record that the Demon Race remembered Shen Batian very clearly. Therefore, when he saw Shen Batian, the Demon Race Great Sage quickly stepped forward.
Hearing the Demon Race Great Sage's exclamation, Shen Batian completely ignored it. Instead, he looked at the corpses of the eighteen God Race Great Sages. A complicated look flashed in his eyes.
In the face of Shen Batian's silence, the Wine Daoist burped and said, "What, does your heart ache?"
"Even if the Heavenly Dao doesn't kill them, I will do it myself." Hearing this, Shen Batian coldly snorted, then looked away.
"The matter of the God Race is not important. Let's think about how to deal with those guys first." Just as Shen Batian finished speaking, another voice rang out. Following that, a stooped old woman with a walking stick walked out.
This old woman was from the Celestial Race. Seeing her appearance, Tian Wang and the other Celestial Race Great Sages were stunned. They kept thinking about the old woman's identity in their minds. In the end, Tian Wang was the first to exclaim.
"Granny Tianxiu …."
Granny Tianxiu, like the Wine Daoist, was also an ancient figure. This old woman was definitely a legend in the Celestial Race. She only stepped onto the Martial Path at the age of seventy. Originally, she was already a dying person. But who would have thought that she would improve so quickly after stepping onto the Martial Path? In just three hundred years, she had broken through to the Great Sage Realm. Moreover, her battle strength was terrifying beyond belief.
She was a figure from the same era as the Wine Daoist. Hearing Tian Wang's exclamation, Granny Tianxiu glanced at him indifferently. Tian Wang and the other Celestial Race Great Sages cupped their hands respectfully and bowed.
The Wine Daoist, Shen Batian, and Granny Tianxiu were all supposed to be dead. But now, they appeared alive in front of everyone. And this was not the end. Out of the eight spatial cracks, only three people appeared. Just as Granny Tianxiu appeared, a loud voice rang out from the spatial crack. It was so loud that it hurt everyone's eardrums.
"Heavenly Dao, I told you. You can't be merciful to these guys."
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