The hearts of Little Fatty and the others skipped a beat when they heard that!
Instantly, the legends of the Primordial Nine Races surged into their minds.
Legend has it that in the primordial era, there were thousands of races and the Primordial Nine Races reigned supreme – they were also known as the Primordial Nine Races by later generations!
The Primordial Nine Races had always been at the peak of the ten thousand races with an unshakable status. The reason for that was because their bloodlines, legacy memories and secret skills were way too strong and could suppress the ten thousand races!
Unlike the innate weakness of the human race, the Primordial Nine Races were innately strong!
Even if they did not cultivate, they could sweep through the ten thousand races, let alone suppress the humans who were at the bottom of the hierarchy and were enslaved by the ten thousand races.
In the eyes of the Primordial Nine Races, the human race was even lower than ants!
If not for the great war that broke out in the primordial era that caused the ten thousand races to wither, bones to be strewn everywhere, blood to flow and countless races to be annihilated – the Primordial Nine Races were severely injured as well – the human race would not have had the chance to rise!
In the subsequent ancient war, the human race won a pyrrhic victory.
The Primordial Nine Races were severely injured and could only settle in various parts of Tianhuang Mainland.
Those were the nine forbidden grounds later on!
Be it the elders of the immortal, fiend or Buddhist sects, they would definitely instruct their disciples not to set foot in the nine forbidden grounds.
Back then, in the golden era of the human race where multiple emperors rose, even a peerless hero like the Human Emperor who was feared throughout history could not destroy the Primordial Nine Races completely – that was proof of the terrifying foundation of the Primordial Nine Races!
Most cultivators only knew about the Primordial Nine Races from bits and pieces of ancient records or from the words of the elders of their sects.
It was said that the most ordinary existences of the Primordial Nine Races with bloodlines could kill other races of the same cultivation realm with ease, including humans!
The purest existences of the Primordial Nine Races with strong bloodlines could even kill cultivators who were major cultivation realms above them!
That was initially just a legend.
But now, it was a bloody reality!
The strongest Rakshasa was clearly one of the stronger bloodlines of the Rakshasa race and his cultivation realm was equivalent to Jin Dan realm. However, his movement technique was so fast that even Genying Zhenjun could not react in time!
In midair, Perfected Lord Tian Ming, Perfected Lord Bei Dou and the others had terrible expressions.
Just Now, if they were in Overlord Palace's Perfected Lord's shoes, they would not be able to escape as well!
"Alas, in the end, I still couldn't avoid it."
Perfected Lord Yu Jun heaved a long sigh internally with deep worry in his eyes.
The reason why the Phenomenon Ranking was brought forward more than a month ago was because he heard news of the Primordial Nine Races entering the ancient battlefield!
Ever since the ancient war, the members of the Primordial Nine Races rarely moved around Tianhuang Mainland.
But every time it appeared, it would set off a storm of blood!
Ten thousand years ago, it had caused a great catastrophe, causing two super sects and a great empire that had stood for ten thousand years to vanish into thin air!
This time round, Perfected Lord Yu Jun received news that one of the Primordial Nine Races, the Protoss, had appeared in the ancient battlefield.
The Protoss definitely had a motive for entering the Primordial Battlefield, but he didn't know what it was.
However, in order to avoid a conflict with the Protoss, Perfected Lord Yu Jun chose to start the fight for the Phenomenon Ranking in advance. To think that he still could not avoid it.
Furthermore, from the looks of it, the situation was worse than he had initially imagined!
Before the Protoss appeared, the Rakshasa had already entered Wanxiang City.
The moment Chi made his move, he unleashed a massacre!
He had ill intentions!
The Rakshasa race was the most savage race among the Primordial Nine Races. They had wings of flesh behind their backs and were swift and ferocious. They ate humans!
Furthermore, they were extremely good at consuming flesh and bones.
Among the Rakshasa race, the men were frighteningly ugly with black bodies, red hair, green eyes and fangs – they were menacing.
As for the women, they were more beautiful and looked no different from humans – graceful and alluring.
The Rakshasa race was also known for their speed among the Primordial Nine Races and no one could compare to them!
Perfected Lord Yu Jun glared at the tallest and strongest Rakshasa leader opposite him and said deeply, "I wonder what the Rakshasa race is doing in Wanxiang City of the human race?"
"Of course, we're here to eat humans!"
The Rakshasa leader laughed sinisterly, revealing two pairs of sharp fangs that were dripping with blood!
"Cuckoo!"
The Rakshasa clansmen behind him were extremely excited as they spread their black robes and spread their black wings of flesh, revealing their true appearances. They licked their lips and could not wait to charge forward!
Perfected Lord Yu Jun revealed a look of anger that gradually faded away.
However, the gazes of Perfected Lord Tian Ming, Perfected Lord Bei Dou and the others flickered as they glanced outside Wanxiang City from time to time – no one knew what they were thinking about.
Perfected Lord Yu Jun said coldly, "Everyone of the Rakshasa race, Wanxiang City is the sacred ground of the human race and more than a hundred thousand human paragons are gathered here right now! There are only a hundred of you. If a huge battle were to break out, how many of you from the Rakshasa race can survive? "
This sentence was said with a murderous aura, powerful and resonating!
As the successor of Enigma Palace, there was no way he could retreat even if he was fearful!
Furthermore, there were many human paragons in Wanxiang City. If they were to truly unite as a single force, the hundred odd Rakshasa clansmen might not be able to gain the upper hand!
"Human paragons?"
The Rakshasa leader stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips with a chuckle. "My favorite thing is to eat the flesh and drink the blood of paragons!"
The moment he said that, the Rakshasa leader's figure vanished suddenly!
Perfected Lord Yu Jun and the others were shocked!
Immediately after, the Rakshasa leader's voice sounded. It was erratic and difficult to determine its direction, but it spread through the entire Wanxiang City.
"There's so much fresh meat! Kill!"
The hundred odd Rakshasa clansmen soared into the air one after another, transforming into streaks of dark light that charged into the crowd for a massacre!
"How dare you!"
Perfected Lord Yu Jun was enraged and summoned his Destiny Flying Sword right away. It hovered in front of his chest and he hollered, "Everyone, don't panic. As long as we're united …"
Before Perfected Lord Yu Jun could finish, he was interrupted by another voice.
"Cultivators of Zephyr Thunder Palace, heed my orders! Hurry and leave Wanxiang City with me!"
Perfected Lord Tian Ming's voice sounded and lightning coiled around his body. The wind howled as he released his sect's secret skill, Zephyr Thunder Escape, and fled out of Wanxiang City!
"Cultivators of Heavenly Dipper Sect, heed my orders! All of you, leave this place!"
Perfected Lord Bei Dou's figure flashed and sped out of Wanxiang City as well. He had a flustered expression and did not dare to linger for a single moment.
Immediately after, Monk Yuan Kong and Monk Wei Fu gave their orders as well!
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the dozens of Genying Zhenjun chose to flee without fighting!
Many of the Perfected Jin Dan Beings present were flustered and could not make up their minds to begin with.
When they heard that voice, many cultivators fled in all directions out of Wanxiang City instinctively.
Instantly, chaos ensued on the long street.
Screams and tragic cries filled the air.
"All of you!"
Perfected Lord Yu Jun's eyes widened and he felt chills run down his spine.
Initially, their only chance of survival was to join forces and let go of all their grudges to fight against the Rakshasa race!
Now that Zephyr Thunder Palace, Heavenly Dipper Sect, Hollow Monastery and the other sects fled without fighting, it was equivalent to them losing their final chance!
"Flee?"
Perfected Lord Luo Xue smiled bitterly. "Who can escape? Even if it's the unparalleled escape technique of Zephyr Thunder Palace, can it match the speed of the Rakshasa race? "
"How foolish,"
Monk Yin Lu lamented – there was nothing he could do.
Perfected Lord Yu Jun's heart was filled with sorrow as he looked at the chaotic cultivators fleeing in all directions on the long street and tears welled up in his eyes.
All of those paragons were going to become the prey of the Rakshasa race with no exception!
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