The old ancestor of the Nine-headed Bird Race, Chi Xu, felt a little guilty and saw stars. What had he said not long ago?
And now, who was he facing? What orthodoxy was it? It was actually the sect of the prehistoric Dark Hand Li Xu!
Needless to say, just the name of Li Xu alone could suppress the ancient times and shake the prehistoric times. How could this lineage not be feared?
He was really a little dizzy. Even as a Celestial Venerable, he had no confidence and his body was about to stiffen.
The old ancestor of the Nine-headed Bird Race, Chi Xu, stared at Number Nine with goosebumps all over his body. Cold air poured into his body from his tailbone, making him feel uneasy and almost want to flee.
The most miserable one was Ling Yi. He was still trembling as he struggled to get up. He leaned against a rock and looked down at his legs.
They were gone. They were empty. Blood was flowing. He couldn't believe it.
This was not a dream, but the true cruel reality. As a descendant of the Martial Madman's lineage, his legs had been twisted and he was used as food.
He wanted to say something ruthless, but seeing Number Nine so calm and still eating his thigh, he felt a chill run down his spine and chose to keep his mouth shut.
He regretted going south. At that time, the second disciple of the Martial Madman, the Second Ancestor, had awakened from seclusion. His blood qi was monstrous and enveloped the northern provinces.
That was not the Martial Madman's seclusion ground, but his second disciple's seclusion ground. It was relatively close to the three battlefields.
Originally, the Second Ancestor wanted to go south himself, but he was at a critical juncture in his cultivation and couldn't leave. In the end, he wrote a decree to let people go south.
Then, he hurriedly went into seclusion and didn't care about this matter.
That was because he was in a seclusion of death. It wasn't easy to come out of seclusion, and he could face death at any time.
And this time, he was at the most critical juncture. If he could get through it, he would be able to reach a higher level and see a vast world.
It was a scene that only a few powerhouses had ever experienced since ancient times.
If he failed, he would never have the chance to ascend again in this lifetime. Moreover, he would no longer be able to reverse the withered body of his old age and could only wait for death.
That was why after he was disturbed, his blood energy overflowed into the heavens, covering the mountains, rivers, and earth, tearing apart the heavens. However, soon after, he had no choice but to restrain himself and focus on breaking through.
If it was a normal day, how would he dare to do this? Even if a wisp of his master's demonic nature appeared when he was young, he would still burn incense and kowtow, sincerely worshipping and serving him.
After the decree was written and released, his disciples were moved. They originally wanted to personally descend and make a trip together!
However, Ling Yi of the younger generation immediately suggested that they were only dealing with a Saint. An Empyrean descending was truly too much of a ruckus, and they were overestimating Cao De!
It was enough for him to pass down the decree. This was in line with the transcendent status of their lineage.
If the elders of the sect were worried, they could come a little later. Otherwise, they would be placing too much importance on Cao De. How could they show the superiority of the Martial Madman's faction?
Just like that, Ling Yi rushed over. He had originally thought that this was a rare opportunity to show his face, to show off the domineering aura of the Martial Progenitor Clan, and also to shine.
Who would have thought that what was waiting for him was Number Nine, the orthodoxy that their lineage feared the most?
The Martial Madman's faction could look down on anyone and stand above them, but the Li Xu lineage couldn't be looked down upon. They had to act as if they were facing a great enemy.
But what had he done? He had swaggered around in front of Number Nine and made Cao De kneel down to receive the decree.
How could the people of that lineage comply? Now it seemed that he hadn't lost his legs in vain.
Ling Yi was filled with regret. He wanted to slap himself twice in the face. Who asked you to steal the credit? Why did you have to scheme to pass down the decree? Now you're suffering.
"Martial Granduncle, I won't be able to keep my life!"
Ling Yi took out a snow-white conch and transmitted his voice in a low voice. He had chosen to report it at the critical moment.
He had to inform the sect about this matter. It had long since exceeded his control, and he, a divine-level evolver, was too insignificant here.
On this battlefield, all kinds of battleships and airships couldn't fly. They would crash due to the interference of the special terrain, and all communication devices couldn't be used.
However, this snow-white conch could transmit messages one-to-one. It was a special treasure refined by the Martial Madman's faction.
After he transmitted this message, the jade-like conch was full of cracks. Then, it shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
"I don't want to kill, but if the entire Martial Madman's faction is involved, I have no choice but to fight."
Number Nine said indifferently.
Celestial Venerable Silver Dragon, Chi Feng, and the others were speechless. They cursed silently. You don't want to kill, but you eat people's thighs at every turn. That's even more frightening.
The others were awed. This living corpse-like creature dared to say such words to the Martial Madman's faction. This was a sign that they could fight!
"Ninth Master, your condition …" Chu Feng was worried.
He didn't know if Number Nine could withstand the true Martial Madman.
Boom!
Almost in an instant, a black light surged over from the horizon, bringing with it a monstrous blood qi. It enveloped the entire battlefield.
An expert had arrived. A true powerhouse was approaching. He didn't conceal himself and emitted the energy of a Celestial Venerable. He was going to start a massacre and bathe this place in blood.
A Celestial Venerable had arrived!
She was a genius under the Second Patriarch. Compared to other Celestial Venerables, she was very young and impressive. She had entered the realm of a Celestial Venerable at the prime of her life.
Although she had just entered the realm and had only achieved this recently, everyone felt that her future was limitless and that she would become a king among Celestial Venerables.
This female genius, You Lan, had been heading south and was already close to this place.
After receiving Conch's transmission, she immediately appeared and charged over.
She was as white as snow and spotless. Her fine black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and she was quite beautiful. At this level, her temperament was especially outstanding.
A female Celestial Venerable, the youngest disciple under the Second Patriarch, was bound to become a Great Celestial Venerable and a king among them!
At this moment, she was graceful and sacred. A hazy radiance enveloped her body. She was pure and untainted, and her expression was cold and indifferent. Her skin was as fair as suet jade as she overlooked the battlefield!
However, the sky was filled with black light and crimson blood qi. She was elegant and cold, but she was exuding a demonic aura.
A Celestial Venerable from the Martial Madman's lineage had arrived. Moreover, she was a person with shocking talent!
In the yang realm, Celestial Venerables were considered high-level combatants.
This was because 99% of the stronger beings were old monsters at the end of their lifespans, waiting for their deaths in the mountains.
Experts needed time to accumulate strength. Most of those who could reach the Celestial Venerable Realm were already old. As for almighty beings, they were like candles flickering in the wind.
There was a saying in the yang realm that Celestial Venerables could control most major events and were in their prime.
Those at the higher realms were weaker than the last. Even survival was a problem. It was impossible to rely on them to fight with their lives on the line and walk the world for a long time.
Even among Celestial Venerables, only 10% to 20% of them were still full of vitality and could move about. The rest were on the verge of death.
The appearance of a "young" Celestial Venerable like You Lan naturally drew gasps of surprise. She was famous and had boundless potential.
The majority believed that she would have a smooth road ahead and become an almighty being in the end!
With a whoosh, You Lan waved her hand and a golden scroll flew up from the ground. It emitted blinding light and an oppressive energy aura as it fell into her hand.
This was the Second Ancestor's decree. Ling Yi hadn't had the time to unfold it from start to finish.
You Lan's body was extremely divine and radiant. Everything within a radius of one zhang was hazy and resplendent, but outside of that area, there was surging black light and curling scarlet blood energy. This kind of contrast was quite strange.
However, there was no doubt about her strength.
After arriving here, she sensed the seriousness of the situation. She had originally thought that it was the Harmony Prefecture Celestial Venerables obstructing them, but now, her hair stood on end. Was there an even more tyrannical being present?
"Martial Granduncle … be careful!" Ling Yi said with a trembling voice.
He finally had the courage to warn her.
In truth, he didn't need to say much. You Lan was on full alert. She stared at Number Nine and found the source of the terror.
"Dao friend, are you going to make things difficult for the Martial Ancestor's lineage?" You Lan spoke. Her tone was cold as she retreated.
"It's not that I want to make things difficult for you, but you people always want to bully and humiliate our lineage. Just now, you even made Cao De kneel to receive the decree."
Number Nine spoke faintly. It was rare for him to say more words.
"Dao friend, are you going to start a war? If you provoke the Second Ancestor and alarm the Martial Madman, you should know the consequences, "You Lan reminded.
Their lineage also referred to the Martial Madman as the Martial Madman when they mentioned their lineage's first ancestor. This wasn't anything disrespectful, but now, those three words had a kind of demonic nature and had already become an unrivaled symbol!
You Lan's tone was soft but firm. She mentioned the Martial Madman's second disciple and also the Martial Madman himself. This was originally enough to intimidate the world, but now, it was useless.
Number Nine coldly replied, "Who's afraid of who? At worst, we'll just fight!"
After he said these words, the world changed color. The wind and clouds surged and even the sky cracked. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A red whirlwind blew and a rain of blood poured down.
And when his eyes opened and closed, the world would instantly turn into day and night, constantly changing!
This kind of phenomenon frightened many people. It was simply unbelievable.
With just a single sentence from him, the world became abnormal.
At this time, Number Nine was in danger. He seemed to be declaring an all-out war against the Martial Madman's lineage!
Rumble!
At this time, Celestial Venerable You Lan was the first to act. She felt an extremely dangerous aura and had no choice but to attack first by taking out that decree.
At this moment, the Second Ancestor's decree blossomed with dazzling golden light. It stretched across the sky as if the Great Dao had descended. A series of characters appeared and were inscribed in the void.
It was too terrifying. That kind of aura suppressed the battlefield, and millions of strands of golden light tore the sky apart!
In a trance, it was as if a dignified old emperor was sitting high in the Nine Heavens, overlooking the mortal world. He coldly watched everything below as if he was looking at ants.
Everyone knew that this was the Martial Madman's second disciple, the Second Ancestor!
The evolvers on the battlefield were all aghast. The Martial Madman's second disciple could be so powerful. Everyone was horrified and shocked.
It was hard to imagine how strong the Martial Madman was!
It was because the decree Second Ancestor wrote before them was already like this, world-shaking, suppressing this battlefield!
Everyone felt a sense of despair. In the face of this decree, in the face of those terrifying characters imprinted in the void, they felt powerless.
Many people prostrated involuntarily. Their bodies didn't listen to their own will, and they directly surrendered and prostrated in worship.
In the golden light, the Second Ancestor's projection was high up among the numerous characters. Peerless energy surged and swept through the heavens and the earth. The Great Dao rumbled and trembled for him!
At this moment, Number Nine was very calm. He only made a single movement, and that was to stretch out a hand to grab the sky. His movement was slow, but it was very powerful.
In an instant, the void collapsed. It seemed to be a slow movement, but it was unavoidable.
He directly grabbed the golden decree with force and decisiveness. The characters imprinted in the void all rumbled, but they were all retracted into the decree.
As for the Second Ancestor's blurry figure, it was cut into nothingness by Number Nine's palm!
With a ripping sound, he directly tore the golden decree apart. The strange phenomena that filled the sky and all kinds of terrifying scenes disappeared, and the world was restored to peace.
Everyone was shaken. This number nine who was like a living corpse was simply immeasurable. He was ridiculously powerful! Second Ancestor's decree was grabbed by him with a single grab, moreover torn into two pieces!
At this time, he used one of the golden decrees to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the other to wipe the bloodstains on his hand.
These were the dark red stains left behind when he gnawed on the thigh!
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. That was the peerless and terrifying Second Ancestor's decree with boundless destructive power, and he actually used it as a napkin?!
It wasn't right to say that it was a reckless waste of natural resources, but this kind of action was indeed too unconventional and too terrifying. It scared everyone so much that their faces turned pale!
At the same time, the talented female Celestial Venerable You Lan had already fallen to the ground. People discovered that at some point, her pair of snow-white slender legs had disappeared, and the roots of her legs were dripping with blood!
Not far away, Number Nine was raising a white thigh and gnawing on it.
It was too shocking. This was a Celestial Venerable, but Number Nine, in front of everyone on the battlefield, in front of millions of evolvers, was chewing on it just like that?!
Everyone was shocked, and then they trembled.
Following that, they felt their blood boiling, and some people wanted to shout.
What did Number Nine's action mean? Was he going to start an all-out war with the Martial Madman's faction? He was going to fight a decisive battle with the ultimate entity!
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