The Deity Race's largest city, the Ancestral City, was filled with cries. This was a calamity they had never experienced before.
The altar at the center of the city had been smashed open, and a saint carefully took out a stone box from within. There were patterns carved on it, and there were even traces of a knife carved on it.
"Quickly, open it and light it up!" a top-notch saint urged.
The current situation was critical. The Ancestral City's domain was very powerful and was said to be able to block the attacks of heaven-illuminators. But now, a calamity was upon them, and no one knew what would happen.
If by any chance an old monster from the Ten Greats came to fish in troubled waters, something big would definitely happen!
A yellowish-brown stick of incense was taken out. It wasn't very special. It was about a foot long and had been burned before. It could only be considered a remnant.
"Worship the ancestors and summon the deity!"
A famous guest shouted and personally presided over the ceremony. At this point, they had no other choice but to try everything in a desperate situation.
Legend had it that the Deity Race's ancestors came from the primal chaos. This was only their second hometown. The race's true ancestral land was incomparably powerful and prosperous, with countless experts.
In that primal chaos, there was a supreme deity palace overseen by a true deity overlooking all living things!
Relatively speaking, the Deity Race's ancestor was only an outstanding disciple from the primal chaos. He trained in this starry sky and finally took root here, establishing this clan.
According to legend, the broken universe in the primal chaos was boundless and dozens of times larger than this universe. Moreover, it was filled with surging yang qi, which was scorching hot to the people here.
Additionally, there were primal chaos demons, giant beasts from the time of the heavens, and all kinds of dangerous creatures roaming the ruins of the broken universe. It was incomparably dangerous to walk in the primal chaos.
Ordinary people simply couldn't establish a foothold there!
In that broken universe filled with primal chaos, the most powerful orthodoxies resided. There were living beings who regarded themselves as gods.
Those great powers all had their own domains, such as the Primal Chaos Demon Palace, the Mituo Temple, and the Banished Immortal Cave. All of them were ruthless characters and transcendent powers.
If a heaven-illuminator entered the primal chaos rashly, he might die nine times out of ten. More than half of those who went in all these years had died.
These were all rumors in this universe. Even the Deity Race themselves didn't believe that their ancestor was a descendant of some transcendent power.
However, the elders of the clan had indeed said this before.
Now, they had no choice but to believe it. They lit up this Deity Incense. It was said that this incense was as old as the Deity Blade, and it was brought out from the Deity Palace in the Primal Chaos.
If the clan encountered a great calamity and was in a life and death situation, they could ignite it and perhaps save their lives.
Smoke rose in spirals. There was no smell at all, because it was not real smoke at all. It was a type of energy, a type of aura that caused all the saints present to tremble. In the end, they all knelt down.
"We pay our respects to the primogenitor. We beseech the deities of the Heavenly Deity Palace to descend and save our clan from this calamity. Your descendants are going to be exterminated."
An old Sage trembled as he prayed. The others also started to speak up.
In the end, this kind of energy oscillation turned into order runes that shocked everyone. Even the peak-level saints were suppressed to the point where they couldn't move. They knelt on the ground, their souls trembling.
Chi!
In the end, a small half of this stick of incense was burned in an instant. It was too fast, and then it went out.
The burned part turned into a dazzling golden light. It broke through the domain's light screen, tore apart the sky, and penetrated into the cosmos. Then, it rushed into the primal chaos.
This was a terrifying order rune. It pierced through the starry sea and opened up its own wormhole. Thus, it broke away from the restraints of the galaxy and truly left this cosmos!
"Kill!"
"Exterminate the Deity Race. Over the years, they've massacred at least eighty planets, if not a hundred. The number of races they've exterminated is even more uncountable. In order to obtain divine beast martial arts, for example, to obtain the Kun Peng True Form Diagram, and so on, they directly started a massacre when they passed by our planet just to silence us. That's because we inadvertently found out their objective."
A group of old saints went crazy and attacked the ancestral city. None of them were kind people. Many of them were ruthless characters. In a moment, some people threw out all kinds of terrifying secret treasures and used all kinds of methods.
In addition, some people joined hands to summon stars from beyond the heavens. For a moment, a world-destroying scene erupted. Those stars were refined and continuously condensed, but their speed didn't decrease. They bombarded the ancestral city of the Deity Race.
There was a huge explosion here!
Unfortunately, this planet was too special. Even if the domains of the giant city were paralyzed, there was still a terrifying order power in the sky and within the ancestral city.
In the end, those stars were refined, crushed, and directly annihilated!
To many races, this was a world-destroying battle. If it were any other race, they would've been annihilated hundreds of times, but it wouldn't work here!
Uncle Ming shouted, "Brothers, the situation isn't right. Just now, a beam of light flew out from the Deity Race's ancestral city and entered the cosmos. This must be a distress signal. We have to leave!"
Retreat just like that? Many people weren't resigned to this.
Some people's hostility toward the Deity Race surpassed Uncle Ming's. Similarly, there was a group of saints whose races had been exterminated here. They couldn't wait to destroy the ancestral city and start a massacre here.
There were also some ruthless people, such as those from the cosmos' black market. For the sake of the Deity Race's treasury, they had practically gone crazy and killed with more vigor than anyone else. Now, they really weren't willing to retreat.
There were even some experts with wild ambitions who wanted to seize the Deity Race's breathing technique and walk on the path of transcendence!
However, they couldn't destroy the Deity Race's ancestral city despite their constant attacks.
"You lowly commoners of a low-level planet. You were once defeated by us. Back then, you were nothing more than our hunting targets. Sooner or later, we'll descend upon your ancestral land and wipe you all out!"
An old woman howled in the ancestral city. Her eyes were about to split open because she saw the corpses of her grandchildren being trampled to death. None of them could escape into the ancestral city.
"Boom!"
What responded to her was a dozen or so saint level amethyst heavenly thunder crystals. They struck the protective barrier above the city gate and caused it to become incomparably dazzling. Energy surged as the heavenly thunder continuously attacked the domain runes spreading out from the ancestral city.
"Deity Race, you're like grasshoppers at the end of autumn. You won't be able to live for more than a few days, yet you still want to rise up and order the world around? Dream on! Even if we can't conquer the ancestral city today, someone else will come to open it in the future. Just wait for your race to be exterminated!"
Someone shouted coldly and bloodthirstily. At the same time, several hundred of the surviving descendants of the Deity Race were slapped to death.
"Ah …" A group of people in the ancestral city roared.
At the same time, an old saint from the Deity Race directly slapped the old woman, causing her to scream miserably as her teeth fell out.
"You still dare to fart at such a juncture? There are still our disciples and many of our clansmen outside the city. Do you f * cking want to die?!" The old saint wasn't satisfied and kicked the quasi-saint old woman away, breaking her bones and tendons. She almost died here.
Boom!
Outside the city, a group of people attacked fiercely but to no avail.
Uncle Ming said, "Everyone, we really should leave. Not to mention the reinforcements the Deity Race has invited, the Ten Greats might also make a trip after the news of this place is leaked. They might even come with sect-guarding weapons to loot us. At that time, we might be betrayed!"
This group of people didn't know that the Deity Race was summoning their clansmen from the Deity Palace in the primal chaos. However, they knew that if the Ten Greats were to learn of the situation here, they might really bring their ultimate weapons to blast this place open and take advantage of the situation.
And at that time, their situation would be very bad. Perhaps they would be killed for a legitimate reason!
The Ten Greats had stood tall for so many years, but none of them were pure lotuses. Regardless of whether they appeared benevolent or ruthless, there was always the smell of blood behind them.
"Let's go. According to the agreement, we'll go to the Xilin clan and the Spirit Race and help our old brothers loot there!" Uncle Ming called.
Of course, this group of old saints really did their best to loot before leaving. Everywhere they went, not even a blade of grass grew.
The Deity Race's ancestral planet had many famous mountains and great rivers. Before long, all the medicinal fields were bare. Someone cried out in surprise that they had dug up divine medicines!
Not all of the divine medicines and divine trees were in the ancestral city!
Some of the holy springs in some famous mountains had been dug up. That kind of spiritual liquid could nourish the saints' bodies and help them cultivate.
In the end, many saints obtained the holy pond and were overjoyed.
Uncle Ming's harvest was also great. He copied down the Deity Palace's martial arts with others and then snatched a divine medicine. Without saying anything, he ate it on the spot.
In fact, everyone did the same. They ate the divine medicine immediately to avoid being targeted by others and causing internal strife and bloody battles.
However, divine medicines were still rare resources. Even the powerful Deity Race didn't have many of them, especially those scattered outside the Ancestral City. There were only four of them, and they were divided among the people.
But the others were also very satisfied. There were all kinds of saint-level refining materials, precious liquids from the holy pond that could help them advance, and secret arts from the Martial Arts Hall. Everyone was smiling.
Everyone had smiles on their faces. The harvest was too great.
Uncle Ming wasn't stingy and shared the Deity Palace's secret arts with others. The others also took out the scriptures they had found and put them together for everyone.
They even pieced together a part of the Deity Race's breathing technique!
Unfortunately, they only reached the golden body level and didn't have anything above the saint level. This was the foundation of the Deity Race's religion and their greatest secret.
The ultimate breathing technique was in the ancestral city!
But this was enough. They found many other saint-level martial arts from the stone walls and cave residences in the famous mountains and great rivers.
After so many years, the Deity Race had destroyed too many races. They couldn't cultivate all kinds of secret arts. Some of the animal skin books on display in the cave residences were already buried in dust.
"Haha, I'm content. The harvest is too great. I won't need to look for resources for thousands of years. It's enough for my cultivation!"
"Not bad, the Deity Race's breathing technique has never been spread outside. Now, we've actually obtained a part of it. Although it's not suitable for us, it's a priceless scripture for our descendants. It can be called a peerless heavenly book and can build the strongest foundation!"
"Let's go and support our brothers from the Xilin and Spirit Race!"
After that, the group of people all ran away. They stepped into the Deity race's large-scale domain that could open up wormholes and disappeared together!
Behind them, there were ruins and flowing blood. It wasn't just the number one city that had been destroyed. Other important cities had also been destroyed.
In the end, Uncle Ming was too soft-hearted and didn't slaughter those ordinary people. However, he didn't show mercy to the Deity Race's evolvers who dared to resist, especially the direct descendants. He swept through them one after another.
Unfortunately, more than half of the Deity Race's direct descendants had rushed into the ancestral city and escaped the calamity.
Before leaving, Uncle Ming shouted, "Deity Race, the rest of you struggle at death's door. Leave this place for our descendants. In the future, come here to hunt when you have nothing to do. From now on, this place will be our descendants' hunting ground!"
At this moment, in the ancestral city, the Deity Race's survivors were ashen. They were mad with hatred and their lungs were about to explode. They couldn't swallow this anger.
For so many years, they had always been the ones hunting the other races. Could it be that everything was going to be rewritten from now on?!
Boom!
The Xilin Planet was a powerful vital star with order runes suppressing it. Here, it was difficult for people of lower realms to fly.
Today, it was very terrifying. The battle shook the heavens, and the race was beaten back step by step. Blood flowed like rivers because there were two or three top-notch saints leading them.
When Uncle Ming and the others arrived, the battle here was about to end. At the last moment, the number nine under the starry skies had escaped. He was very sensitive and knew that the battle on Earth had ended. He was afraid that the sagemaster would come to settle accounts with him!
His escape meant that the battle here had come to an end!
In truth, the saints of the Xilin clan had all led a large number of direct descendants to escape and abandon this place.
"We've already opened up a second homeland. We've long since made preparations. Don't be afraid!" An old saint of the Xilin clan spoke coldly, telling the direct descendants on a saint-grade ship not to panic.
On this day, the Xilin clan abandoned this planet and fled.
The saints who attacked here had gained a lot, but it couldn't compare to the group who attacked the Deity Race's mother planet.
The Xilin Planet was bleeding. All the famed mountains, great rivers, and the heavenly grottoes within the giant city had been looted clean. Not a single medicinal herb was left.
"Everyone, attack the Spirit Race!"
Uncle Ming called. The group immediately turned to attack the Spirit Race. They didn't show any mercy here, but in the end, everyone retreated in fright.
That was because the Spirit Race had retreated to their ancestral city to offer sacrifices and summon the ancient ancestor.
Although the Spirit Ancestor was dead, the race still had a heaven-illuminator who was still alive. That was the terrifying existence who had wielded the Divine Blood Banner back then. Back then, the Ten Greats were apprehensive of him. They joined hands to seize his weapon and forcefully dismantled it, injuring him severely and almost destroying his soul.
All these years, he had been in a state of suspended animation. Outsiders didn't know which ancient land in the universe he was hibernating in. He didn't dare stay in the race for fear of being targeted by the Ten Greats.
Their sacrificial rites weren't concealed. Even outsiders could hear them clearly and knew what they wanted to do. Who wouldn't be worried? Who wouldn't be afraid?
In any case, they had already looted this place and moved everything that could be moved away. Everyone decisively retreated and didn't attack their ancestral city.
The same was true for the Machine Race. They actually had an old ancestor called the Primitive Vajra, but he had decayed. His body had been divided into five parts and was buried in the universe's five mysterious gold mines, waiting to be reborn.
On this day, the Machine Race encountered a destructive attack. They frantically summoned the Primitive Vajra and wanted him to return.
"How come each of these races is more extraordinary than the other? They actually all have this kind of trump card!"
After the group of saints finished looting, they decisively fled. They had already felt that something was wrong. After they left, a broken metal hand flew over and slapped the void. Unfortunately, its primordial spirit hadn't returned. Only one hand was pressing down.
"Everyone, there's still one place we haven't gone to, and that's the Netherworld Race. Unfortunately, their old ancestor is still alive. But I think there's still a chance. The Netherworld Race's old ancestor is on Earth!"
"Take advantage of the time difference and do something big!"
Earlier, they hadn't attacked the Netherworld Race because they were worried about their old ancestor. Now, they wanted to take a risk.
"Don't be afraid. The sagemaster is here with the Demonic Ancestor's Cauldron. Let's go!" Along the way, Uncle Ming revealed a joyous expression. He had contacted the sagemaster and learned of the latest situation.
"Kill!"
In the end, several groups of people gathered together and descended on a planet shrouded in black mist. They began a massacre, and now, they were much stronger than the single allied army from before.
That was because these groups of people together were enough!
Boom!
The heavens fell and the earth split. Even though some of the Netherworld Race's ancient cities were extremely sturdy, they were blasted apart immediately.
This battle was very intense at first, but later on, there was no more suspense. Everyone attacked in a frenzy, and the corpses of the Netherworld Race's experts were strewn across the ground. There were countless casualties.
"How dare you!" The Netherworld Race's old ancestor had returned. He had suffered a great loss on Earth, and his mount, the Bone Dragon, had died. He hadn't expected to discover an abnormality from afar as soon as he rushed back to his own star domain.
"Boom!"
However, what awaited him was a large cauldron! It directly smashed out of the void and almost smashed the Netherworld Race's old ancestor into pieces. One of his arms exploded on the spot.
Buzz!
Next, the stars lined up and formed a domain, blocking his path forward.
"Yi Chen, you dare to intercept me?!" The Netherworld Race's old monster was both shocked and furious. He felt that he had gone too far. He had suffered a great loss outside of Earth, and now he was being chased here.
"Everyone, come quickly. Let's destroy the remnants of this Earth together!" He roared and transmitted his voice, wanting to gather help.
"Kill …" On the Netherworld Race's mother planet, blood flowed like a river, and battle cries shook the heavens. It was incomparably bitter.
Then, everyone looted wantonly and almost emptied the place.
Not long after, the sagemaster warned them to leave immediately because he was worried that other heaven-illuminators would rush over. If they were blocked, everyone would be in danger.
"Old brothers, let's go. Welcome to Earth as a guest!" shouted Uncle Ming. The group of people ran away, each faster than the other. The Netherworld Race was emptied.
"Ah …" The Netherworld Race's old ancestor screamed in outer space. He was trapped here and couldn't move. At the same time, his life was in danger.
However, the sagemaster sensed danger. The nearest heaven-illuminator was about to arrive. He was a bit regretful that he couldn't kill the Netherworld Race's old ancestor. He could only stay here and block the two people.
Otherwise, many of the saints who participated in the operation today would die.
On this day, Uncle Ming and the others retreated in victory!
On Earth, Uncle Ming was smiling and his mouth hadn't closed. At this moment, he had been waiting for the press conference outside of the starry sky.
Unfortunately, the interstellar network of the Deity Race, Spirit Race, and Machine Race had been cut off. At present, the outside world actually didn't know and hadn't spread!
"Uncle Ming, what are you going to say in a while?" asked Chu Feng.
Uncle Ming expressed that he would take responsibility for the events this time!
Chu Feng was speechless. This was simply becoming Earth's unique style.
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