Xuanyuan's praise for Jiang Yitian was just right. It made Jiang Yitian bend his knees. He looked like a villain who had achieved his goal and was extremely happy. He bowed again and again, as if he wanted to call Xuanyuan his father.
When Xiangliu Li saw this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. Xuanyuan's method of giving Jiang Yitian a slap in the face and giving him a piece of candy was too amazing. The difference between the beginning and the end made Jiang Yitian happier than anything.
When Jiang Yitian heard Xuanyuan's reward for him, he raised his head and puffed out his chest. His face was flushed and he said seriously, "Reporting to the Prince, my name is Jiang Yitian, and I am a son of the Jiang Family of the Human Clan."
Xuanyuan frowned, and a terrible killing light suddenly burst out from his eyes. He shouted sternly, "Bastard, the son of the Jiang Family? Jiang Yitian, did you infiltrate the Origin of the Shen Clan into the Jiang Family? "
The corner of Jiang Yitian's eye twitched. He had a bad premonition. This was what he had said that day. Only Xuanyuan knew about it. Presumably, Xuanyuan had already spread the news. Jiang Yitian, who was on the island in the West Sea, had not received any news yet. His heart was pounding. He paused for a moment, then braced himself and said, "Yes, I spent a lot of effort to infiltrate almost half of the power of the Shen Clan and the foundation of the Jiang Family. In the future, it will become an extremely powerful force of the Shen Clan. It will be of great help to the Shen Clan when we attack the clans of the Central Divine Land."
"Do you know that the power that you've infiltrated has been completely wiped out? It's fine that your Jiang Family's people died, but you've wasted an innumerable amount of our Divine Race's origin source. Moreover, you've exposed everything that we've been plotting. Now, the Jiang Family has joined forces with the other families to guard against us. This has caused us a lot of trouble. Jiang Yitian, how should you be punished? "
Jiang Yitian was so frightened that his entire body trembled. He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy. "Divine Son, please forgive me. I didn't think that things would turn out like this. Even the supreme dao artifact was in their hands. I didn't think that they would actually be killed. All of this was really beyond my control. Please consider the fact that I have done my best for the Shen Clan.
"The son of the Ancient Emperor of the Jiang Family, Jiang Wushen, has broken the seal and regained control of the Jiang Family. The supreme Dao Artifact 'God Striking Whip' and the 'Investiture of the Gods' are all in his hands. The people you infiltrated have now been refined into war puppets. You still have the wishful thinking that these people will submit to the Shen Clan in the future. You are simply delusional. "Xu Anyuan's voice was stern. Jiang Yitian was so scared that his body went limp and he trembled. He hated Xu Anyuan to the core. Originally, he thought that with the supreme Dao Artifact 'God Striking Whip' in the hands of those controlled, even if Xu Anyuan knew about it, he would have to pay a huge price to uproot the Jiang Family. Even if these experts committed suicide, they would be able to kill a large number of people from the 'Blue Dragon Holy Ground.' He had calculated everything, but he never expected that his own forces would be uprooted so quickly.
"Young Prince, please forgive me. I was too eager for quick success and caused the Shen Clan to be exposed. I deserve to die a thousand times. Please show mercy, Young Prince." Jiang Yitian's heart was pounding. The son of the Jiang Family's Ancient Emperor — this was something he didn't know at all. Even those old undying existences didn't know that the Jiang Family's foundation contained the son of the Jiang Family's Ancient Emperor. At this moment, Jiang Yitian was trembling all over. Xu Anyuan's tone was filled with killing intent.
"Sigh, forget it. You were just thinking for the sake of the Shen Clan. I will forgive you this time." Xu Anyuan sighed helplessly. He paused and said, "But this will not happen again. If something like this happens again, don't blame me for being heartless."
Jiang Yitian was moved to tears. He kowtowed repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Young Prince."
Xiangliu Li rolled her eyes again. Xu Anyuan was simply an expert at slapping people and then giving them candy. He was probably already familiar with this and had even reached the point of perfection.
All of this was clearly done by Xu Anyuan, but he could still say it like it was nothing. The Five Poisons Ancestor was also filled with emotion.
This kid, Xu Anyuan, is truly a shrewd person. You should know that Jiang Yitian isn't that easy to deal with. It's mainly because this' All Energy-Absorption Body 'is too good at confusing people. It's no wonder that 12 existences from the Heavenly Secrets Sect had to be mobilized in order to calculate his whereabouts. Moreover, they had to pay with their lives …
By doing this, Xu Anyuan could not only play around with Jiang Yitian, but he could also imperceptibly increase Jiang Yitian's trust in him and raise his own image.
The group of people had already landed on the main island. There was a dense forest all around, and it was filled with dense vitality. Mist floated in the surroundings, and within the mist, there was extremely dense Qi of Heaven and Earth.
Jiang Yitian bowed and groveled like a dog servant. He bowed and comprehended in front, and his image was completely gone. Among the countless elders of the ancient sages, Xu Anyuan was the supreme ruler. Or, it could be said that among Xu Anyuan, Xiangliu Li, and those four silent bodies, Jiang Yitian was at most a representative of the God Race. There wasn't much difference between him and them.
Although Xiangliu Li somewhat looked down on Xu Anyuan, she had to admit that this move of Xu Anyuan's was extremely powerful.
Jiang Yitian hurriedly stood up and led the way. Imperceptibly, Xu Anyuan had already become the true God Race according to the ancient sages, and Jiang Yitian was merely a chess piece that could be discarded at any time in the eyes of the God Race.
They had all lived for countless years, and they understood the message that Xu Anyuan's eyes and words conveyed the most.
"Alright, Jiang Yitian, tell me how many experts you've gathered." Xu Anyuan's voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were gloomy as he surveyed the surroundings of the huge island in the center.
There were many red flowers planted here, and they were extremely red, as striking as blood. They were extremely beautiful, and emitted a faint floral fragrance.
This kind of flower was called Intoxicating Beauty. If one smelled it for a long time, they would fall into an illusion. They would dream of beauties, and they would be drunk and dead. If other methods or other strange fragrances were mixed in, it would produce a deadly poison that would cause one to die without knowing why.
"There are seventy-two ancient sages, and they are all located on this central island. There are one hundred and eighty Martial Emperors and three hundred and sixty Quasi Martial Emperors, and they all live on the four islands. I spent a lot of effort to gather all of them together. Fortunately, there is enough Origin of the Divine Race. Of course, the most important thing is that the light of the Divine Race shrouds me. That's why I was able to do it so smoothly," Jiang Yitian said cautiously.
"May the God Race live for eternity." Xu Anyuan, Xiangliu Li, and the Four Great Princes all chanted together in the first life, and they all used the God Language. Jiang Yitian was a cautious person. This was his last test, and there were no flaws. This time, he truly believed that Xu Anyuan and the others were from the God Race.
However, when he heard Jiang Yitian's words, Xu Anyuan's heart could not help but twitch. Jiang Yitian was actually able to gather 72 ancient sages. This was too terrifying, and the strength of each of them was unimaginable. It seemed that immortality was too tempting for some cultivators of the Human Race who were about to die.
For their whole lives, they cultivated bitterly, and all they wanted was immortality, so they could continuously break through their limits. Watching themselves grow old bit by bit, and their life's efforts were going to be in vain, they naturally felt uneasy. However, at this time, there was a person like Jiang Yitian who delivered the God Race origin power to them, allowing them to prolong their lives. Why would they worry that no one would serve the God Race?
At least now, by pledging allegiance to the God Race, they could still recover to their peak state, and their lifespan could be greatly extended. This was enough, and it was better than becoming famous in the world soon after.
"Well, very good. Apart from you, the Oracle, is there anyone else?" Xu Anyuan asked again.
"There are also two Deputy Oracles. They are also from the Human Race. Now they are recruiting some experts from Buddhism and Taoism, gathering their strength, and waiting for an opportunity to rescue the fierce gods sealed in the various Archean royalty." Jiang Yitian spoke passionately, but it made Xu Anyuan feel extremely disgusted.
"Good, well said. Now, let's wait for the other Oracles to arrive, and discuss what to do next." Xu Anyuan nodded, and his expression was slightly satisfied. Then, he walked inside, minding his own business.
Jiang Yitian hurriedly led the way in front. The most disappointed person was none other than Xiangliu Li. Originally, she thought that the Oracles were powerful existences, but she didn't expect them to be such small fries. This made her lose interest in the other Oracles.
"Forget it, it's so boring. I originally wanted to fight with their Oracles, but I didn't expect it to be such a good-for-nothing. I'm leaving." Xiangliu Li's thoughts were completely random, and for a moment, it made Xu Anyuan anxious.
"It's fine if you didn't come earlier, but now that you're here, why are you leaving? If you think you're talented and unparalleled, pick any of the ancient sages here to fight with you." Xu Anyuan rolled his eyes and transmitted his voice.
"…" Xiangliu Li didn't say anything else, and could only follow beside Xu Anyuan.
Under Jiang Yitian's lead, the group passed through the lone island's cave, and directly arrived at a large hall.
Red candles were hung on both sides of the hall, and the chairs were arranged in two rows. There were more than seventy ancient sages sitting on them. The light from the fire illuminated their faces, and the swaying reflections gave off an extremely eerie feeling.
These old men were mostly independent cultivators who lived in seclusion in the Western Province, or experts from Daoism or Buddhism. They had all spent a long time in this place in search of the opportunity to become a Buddha and become a Buddha.
Everyone wanted to ask, but in the end, there was really no answer. No one knew where the opportunity to become a Buddha or become a Taoist was. Perhaps it was not clear and could not be explained clearly.
They were extremely powerful, and when they gathered together, they were a force that was difficult to resist. Xu Anyuan only glanced at them, but he already had a rough idea.
These people all stood up and bowed to Xu Anyuan, Xiangliu Li, and the four Imperial Princes behind them.
"Greetings, Imperial Princes of the God Race."
"Dispense with the formalities …" Xuanyuan Ji led Xiangliu Li and the four Godsons towards the Divine Dais where they were seated.
This was the supreme symbol of the God Race. (To be continued)
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