Chapter 907
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The orthodoxies were astonished that he dared to disrespect the Sorcerer Tribe. They even began to speculate about Ye Xuan's identity. Unfortunately, Ye Xuan was wearing a mask, so no one knew who he was.
A person who was treated so respectfully by the two Demonic Emperors would definitely not be a nobody. However, the orthodoxies only sneered in their hearts. No matter who Ye Xuan was, the Demonic Tribe would not be able to do anything with a Sage here.
"Goddess Houtu has arrived."
Clang — Clang — Clang!
Morning bell and evening drum, auspicious aura rippled, golden clouds rumbled in the sky, and auspicious clouds appeared. The Earth Empress Palace emitted the holy light of the Heavenly Dao, and a majestic and noble figure walked out of the Earth Empress Palace. It was the Earth Empress, who was known as Mother Earth, and also the seventh Saint under the Heavenly Dao.
Goddess Houtu was dressed in a golden robe with the sacred light of reincarnation covering her body. The Heavenly Dao's sacred aura rumbled as she slowly walked into the Auspicious Cloud Banquet.
"Greetings, Heavenly Dao Sage."
"Greetings, Goddess Houtu."
"Greetings, Sage of our tribe."
As Houtu entered the Auspicious Cloud Banquet, the orthodoxies quickly stood up and bowed respectfully. Clearly, no one dared to be negligent in front of a Sage. They all expressed their utmost respect.
In the vast starry sky, there were seven auspicious clouds. These seven auspicious clouds were the seats of the Sage. Houtu sat on the seventh auspicious cloud with a kind smile on her face as she looked at the various orthodoxies. However, when she saw Ye Xuan beside the two Demonic Emperors, her eyes instantly froze. However, this detail was so subtle that no one noticed it.
Clearly, Ye Xuan did not need to take off his mask for Houtu to know that he was Ye Xuan. Although she had already guessed that Ye Xuan would appear at the Skymender Banquet and was mentally prepared, Houtu was still extremely shocked when she saw Ye Xuan in person.
"Friends, there's no need to be so polite." Houtu smiled amiably, displaying the majesty of a Sage.
"How dare you! Why don't you bow when you see a Saint?"
Suddenly, in this harmonious atmosphere, Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming strode out. He pointed at Ye Xuan and berated him. He looked at Ye Xuan with a gloomy expression.
"Hmm?"
Such a scene naturally attracted the attention of various orthodoxies. When they saw Ye Xuan sitting calmly without standing up to greet Houtu, their eyes widened in shock as they looked at Ye Xuan.
At this moment.
The two monster monarchs led thousands of monsters to bow to Houtu. After all, Houtu was a Heavenly Dao Saint. They had to respect her. However, Ye Xuan couldn't bow to Houtu like the others.
Whoosh!
Ye Xuan was wearing a grimace mask. He lifted the wine pot on the table and gently poured himself a cup of immortal wine. Then, he raised the cup and drank it all in one gulp. It was as if he did not notice the attention of all the orthodoxies and did not respond to the scolding of Ancestral Sorcerer Xuan Ming.
"How dare you be so presumptuous?"
Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming shouted angrily and strode towards Ye Xuan. His eyes were filled with a terrifying murderous glint. The few Ancestral Shamans of the Sorcerer Tribe also stood up and locked their terrifying auras on Ye Xuan.
It was no wonder that the Ancestral Shamans were furious. The Heavenmending Conference was convened by Houtu, a Saint of the Sorcerer Tribe. Ye Xuan didn't even bow to Houtu. He was looking down on Houtu and the Sorcerer Tribe. How could the Ancestral Shamans not want to kill him?
Unfortunately, Ye Xuan didn't seem to notice the Ancestral Shamans' overbearing attitude. He only looked up at the vast starry sky as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.
Ye Xuan was not deliberately putting on an act. Ever since he passed the Three Tribulations of the Heavenly Dao, he didn't care about anyone other than the Saints.
To put it bluntly, if Ye Xuan wanted to, he could kill anyone he wanted. Who could be his opponent?
Bang!
With a loud bang, the cloud table shattered. Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming had already arrived in front of Ye Xuan and smashed the cloud table in front of Ye Xuan into pieces. He looked at Ye Xuan with a cruel expression.
"I'm asking you a question. Why didn't you bow to the Saint of my tribe?" Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming scolded coldly. The Ancestral Shaman's divine light rumbled as if he was going to attack Ye Xuan in the next moment.
"I dare to bow to her. Does she dare to accept it?"
Ye Xuan finally retracted his gaze from the vast starry sky. He glanced at Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming and said calmly.
"Wow!"
It stirred up a huge commotion. When Ye Xuan finished speaking, all the orthodoxies gasped. They looked at Ye Xuan as if they were looking at a lunatic. There was an uproar from their mouths.
"Is this person crazy? How dare he disrespect the Saint?"
"I don't know where this lunatic came from. He's courting death."
"Look, Saint Houtu is about to get angry."
At this moment.
Everyone noticed a terrifying scene. Houtu, who was sitting cross-legged on the seventh auspicious cloud, had an extremely cold expression. The Reincarnation Light around her fluctuated intensely, and an extremely terrifying Heavenly Path Saint Aura was spreading out.
"It's over, it's over. This person is dead for sure!"
The Immortal Being of the South Pole muttered in a trembling voice. He looked at Ye Xuan as if he was looking at a dead man. The Quasi-Saints of various orthodoxies also noticed Houtu's gloomy expression and shook their heads. They lamented that Ye Xuan did not know what was good for him and threw his life away here.
"Saint, please don't be angry. There's no need for you to personally deal with such an ant. I, Xuan Ming, can suppress him alone." Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming turned around and bowed to Houtu. He laughed cruelly.
"How dare you!"
Suddenly, Houtu exploded. A ray of Reincarnation Light shot towards Ye Xuan's direction. The orthodoxies could not bear to look at it directly. Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming sneered as if he could already see Ye Xuan dying without a complete corpse.
Boom!
There was a loud explosion and everything fell silent. However, what happened next silenced all the orthodoxies. The entire Auspicious Cloud Banquet was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone felt as if they were in a dream and could not believe what they were seeing.
What did they just see?
Houtu's Reincarnation Light sent Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming flying. Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming's Blood Essence continued to spurt out from his mouth. It even caused Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming to crash into the Auspicious Cloud Banquet with an earth-shattering crash.
"What … What's going on?"
Ancestral Shaman Vast Heaven stared blankly at Ancestral Shaman Xuan Ming's body that was bathed in blood. He then turned around and looked at Saint Houtu who was sitting cross-legged on the auspicious cloud. He had yet to recover from this strange incident.
Hiss!
The uproar was endless and extremely shocked. After a full ten breaths of time, all kinds of gasps were heard. Everyone looked at Houtu with disbelief in their eyes.
"Houtu … Houtu … Are you crazy?"
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