Chapter 2888
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High up in the eastern sky was a floating divine island. No one knew when or how this divine island appeared. It was as if it had always been there and no one had noticed it.
But now, this divine island was densely packed with people. Even the sky was filled with countless figures. Moreover, more people were rushing over from afar.
The eastern region was too big. There were countless cultivators and even many Saint level existences.
The divine island was very lively. Many people used the ancient transportation formation on the divine island to set foot on the legendary Ancient Road of the Human Race.
This was the path of the strong. Those who stepped on the ancient path and came back alive had all become experts that others envied.
However, this was also an ancient path filled with dangers. There weren't many people who could come back alive after setting foot on the ancient path. Many people would never be able to come back.
Gu Ling came with Yan 'er, Zhao Hao, and Meng Long. Accompanying them were Xiaoqing and the Ironblood Daoist.
The appearance of Xiaoqing and the Ironblood Daoist caused quite a commotion on the divine island. Some people recognized them. Wanxiang City could be said to be the most eye-catching place in the entire eastern region.
The Eastern Devil's Den had launched two large-scale attacks on Wanxiang City, but they were defeated by the city's experts. Such a result shocked the entire eastern region's cultivation world.
As experts of Wanxiang City, Xiaoqing and the Ironblood Daoist were naturally well-known.
"Is that Gu Fei's brother?"
Someone said quietly, giving Xiaoqing's group some pointers.
"They're here too. Are they also going to set foot on the human race's ancient road?"
Someone exclaimed.
One should know that Xiaoqing was a Great Saint, a peak Great Saint at that. He was only one step away from breaking through the shackles of cultivation and becoming a Heavenly Sovereign.
Even someone like him wanted to set foot on the human race's ancient road. Could it be that he wanted to use the ancient road to break through the shackles and become a supreme Heavenly Sovereign?
Moreover, there were people who saw through Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing's true form was a true dragon. This was the Ancient Road of the Human Race. True dragons weren't humans, so how could they walk the Ancient Road of the Human Race?
Some experts recognized Gu Ling. She was Gu Fei's daughter. This shocked the other cultivators on the island. Why did Gu Fei's daughter appear here?
Everyone was shocked to discover that Gu Fei's daughter was not a Sage, but a Quasi-Sage.
Actually, many people had already guessed why Gu Fei's daughter came to the Divine Island. What else could she do here? He had to set foot on the Ancient Road of the Human Race!
Sure enough, everyone saw Xiaoqing and his group walk towards the Ancient Teleportation Formation in the center of the Divine Island.
At this moment, a large group of dissatisfied cultivators had gathered at the location of the Ancient Teleportation Formation.
"What right do you have to charge 50 kilograms of supreme-grade immortal crystals to let people step onto the Ancient Road of the Human Race?"
A green-robed youth angrily pointed at the embroidered robed middle-aged man and shouted.
"That's right, this is the act of bandits."
Someone argued with the person who set up the checkpoint. 50 kilograms of supreme-grade immortal crystals, not 100 pieces. These fellas were too ruthless. One should know that 50 kilograms of supreme-grade immortal crystals was not something an ordinary cultivator could afford.
"Hmph! You poor bastards still want to set foot on the Ancient Road of the Human Race? Do you know that this Ancient Teleportation Formation was built by our ancestors? Is it too much for us to charge a fee? "
A fair-skinned and plump middle-aged man in embroidered robes glared angrily at the crowd and shouted.
"How can you prove that this Ancient Teleportation Formation was built by your ancestors?"
The green-robed youth gritted his teeth and said. These people were too much. One should know that this was the Ancient Road of the Human Race. It should be shared by the Human Race, but these people were trying to monopolize the passageway to the Human Race.
Such acts of banditry made the cultivators gathered on the Divine Island unhappy.
"The mark on the Teleportation Formation is the proof."
The embroidered robed middle-aged man said sternly.
"Hmph! Monarch Race? Has the Soaring Dragon Ancestral Star ever produced a supreme being who was known as a Great Emperor?
Someone said disdainfully.
"Haha, I've never heard of it before. It seems that there was a Great Emperor Ziwei on the Ancestral Star. Are you from the Ziwei Imperial Clan?"
Someone said with a smirk.
"How dare you!"
The embroidered robed middle-aged man was enraged.
"You ignorant ants, how dare you look down on our Monarch Race? You're courting death!"
The embroidered robed middle-aged man said with a menacing look.
"Hmph!"
At that moment, a cold snort was heard from a boulder beside the Ancient Teleportation Formation. An old man with white hair and tattered clothes who was sitting on the boulder suddenly opened his eyes.
Like two bolts of lightning flashing across the sky, the old man's messy hair looked like two twinkling stars. It was difficult to look at them directly.
A supreme aura of sainthood burst out from the slovenly old man's body. Immediately after that, the faces of the countless cultivators gathered around the ancient teleportation array sank. Some of them simply blew up, their bodies and souls destroyed in the face of the might of sainthood.
Someone acted immediately, protecting a large group of cultivators. Otherwise, more people would have died.
The azure-robed young man was very unlucky. He turned into a mist of blood, his body and soul destroyed. The unkempt old man seemed to have no qualms at all. He killed a young genius right away.
There were many cultivators who died along with the azure-clothed youth. For a moment, there was a great panic among the cultivators. All the cultivators gathered around the ancient teleportation array retreated like the tide.
The unkempt old man sitting on the boulder beside the Ancient Teleportation Formation did not do anything. He immediately closed his eyes that shone like stars and fell silent again.
The extremely powerful aura of the Sage Path retreated like a tide, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The old man's existence seemed to only be there to intimidate the cultivators who wanted to cause trouble. He was not actually going to attack the crowd. But then again, were those people going to die just like that?
"Hmph! I'd like to see who dares to look down on our Monarch Race now! "
The embroidered robed middle-aged man sneered as he looked at the panicking cultivators.
"A Monarch Race, how impressive!"
In the distance, Gu Ling saw this and could not help but feel disapproving.
Just then, Xiaoqing had protected them, which was why they were not affected by the aura of the Sage Path that had erupted from the unkempt old man.
"That old man is not as simple as he seems."
Xiaoqing glanced at the old man sitting on the boulder beside the Ancient Teleportation Formation and said with a stern expression.
"I'll go find out what's going on!"
Meng Long walked into the crowd as he spoke.
Not long after, Meng Long returned. He learned about the origins of those people from the other cultivators. It turned out that the people who had taken over the Ancient Teleportation Formation were from the Qin Clan. The Qin Clan was an extremely ancient clan.
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