"My little sister … I haven't seen her in a long time!"
Fang Xing's drastic reversal in attitude caused a trace of worry to appear on Zhao Yatong's face. After a moment of silence, she bitterly smiled and replied. Fang Xing appeared rather cordial. He put his arm around Zhao Yatong's shoulder and sat down on the prayer mat next to him. Little Princess Yaochi cleverly shut her mouth and sat down next to Fang Xing. Although she was both satisfied and dissatisfied that Zhao Yatong would appear here, she knew that Fang Xing had to have his reasons. Thus, she cleverly maintained her silence and watched from the side.
"Haha, greetings, Fellow Daoist Fang. This one is Dao Wu of the Lifire Palace …"
"This little brother is Li Zheng of Qianyuan Mountain …"
As soon as Fang Xing sat down, there were many people who wore smiles on their faces. Some of them even seemed to be trying to curry favor with him as they smiled and bowed.
Without exception, these people were all Heavenly Prime cultivators. There were humans and demons, and with the addition of the Minor Immortal Realm's successor, Fierce Dao, as well as Disciple Xue and the others, there were no less than thirty Heavenly Prime cultivators in this hall. None of them had very long lifespans, and they were considered young elites. There were also strong and weak cultivators, and many of them were disciples of Saints who had once been renowned throughout the world. They could all be considered outstanding geniuses, but it was unknown when they had joined the Divine Race and were now gathered in Divine Firmament Palace, waiting to have an audience with the Divine Lord.
"It seems that I'm not the only one …"
Fang Xing smiled as he responded to all of them, but he secretly glanced in the direction of Little Divine King Ao Gu.
From the eyes of that large silver lizard, he could see the seriousness in its heart.
The fact was somewhat out of their control. Before, they had already known that the Divine Lord needed the help of the Human Clan's geniuses. At that time, they thought that after Fang Xing joined the God Clan, he would be the only suitable candidate and would definitely be chosen by the Divine Lord. However, at this moment, they realized that the God Clan was indeed very dignified. The bones of Tianyuan cultivators were not as hard as they had imagined. They didn't know when the God Clan had gathered such a large group of human geniuses, which made Fang Xing's uniqueness a little weaker...
"I heard that Cliff Master Qiu Xin has already sworn an oath to the heavens and earth to kill you. It's a little surprising that Brother Fang was able to arrive at the Pilgrimage Mountain unscathed … Hehe, we've been betting on when you'll be shot to death by an arrow!"
Zhangsun Qing Liu had also come over. He sat down with a smile and said in a mocking tone.
"That old man?"
Fang Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he gritted his teeth and laughed coldly. "I'll kill him sooner or later!"
His words caused everyone in the surroundings to be slightly stunned, and they didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The lord of the restricted area had inherited the divine archery technique of the Great Saint, Hou Yi. Even though its might was far inferior to the primeval Great Saint, Hou Yi, it still couldn't be underestimated. How terrifying was it to take the head of a person from 5,000km away? In the past, the lord of the restricted area couldn't compare to the nine saints in terms of cultivation, and his forces couldn't compare to the ancient clans of the central territory. Coupled with the fact that he was part of the Prisoner Line, no one knew about him. But after the God Clan descended, the saints went missing, and the clans were annihilated. Because the inheritor of this bloodline protected a group of Tianyuan Fire Seeds, even the living beings of the God Clan didn't dare rashly offend him, and his reputation was practically like the sun in the midday sky.
The lord of the restricted area was even the supreme and strongest existence in the hearts of the cultivators of the Heaven Origin Realm!
When faced with such a formidable existence, this devil actually casually said that he wanted to kill him?
At first glance, this was truly as absurd and laughable as the phrase "a toad swallows the heavens".
"Brother Fang, you've killed the young master of Prison Heart Cliff. You've done a good job. We're far inferior to you. Hehe, there's something I don't know if I should say …" A white-robed man sitting beside Zhangsun Qing Liu smiled faintly. He looked at Fang Xing and said, "We're all from the Heavenly Origin Sinner's Bloodline. Although we've been blessed by the heavens and submitted to the God Race, our foundations are shallow and we can't gain a foothold. Therefore, we've come to a secret alliance. Senior Brother Ominous Dao from the Small Immortal World will be our leader, and Divine General Hong Ying and Fairy Qing Liu will be our leaders.
The successor of the Small Immortal World, Zhao Yatong, and the others all looked over with expectant expressions.
Fang Xing wasn't surprised that they would ally together, but he hadn't expected them to try to rope him in like this.
But then he thought about it. With his own ability, even a Divine King could see through him, so how could this group of trash?
"Haha, what's the name of your alliance? An Alliance of Bastards? "
Fang Xing smiled as he looked at them. His words infuriated the surrounding people, causing them to look both embarrassed and angry.
"When it comes to bastards, Senior Brother Fang first offered his scriptures and then ruthlessly slaughtered them. We don't dare!"
Some of the more ill-tempered people couldn't help but speak up to dissuade him.
Submitting to the God Clan was naturally not a glorious thing, but those like Fang Xing who had done so much and still mocked others were even more of a bastard. After all, in their hearts, these people still felt that they were a little stronger than Fang Xing …
… We didn't offer our most precious and sacred Ancient Sage arts to the God Clan, nor did we kill any hot-blooded and righteous people!
"Haha, then don't praise me. Everyone did very well!"
Fang Xing chuckled softly, looking disdainful. His eyes were filled with mockery, and there was no hint of a smile.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Fang is unwilling to become friends with us?"
Zhangsun Qingliu sneered, his eyes brimming with disdain.
"Of course, now is the time for me to make a contribution. What if you drag me down?"
Fang Xing's words were a little shameless, but they made Zhu Xiu and the others rather unhappy, even angry.
In their view, it was clear that Fang Xing was arrogant and looked down on them. As for Fang Xing, he had carefully considered this. What he wanted to do was too important and could not tolerate the slightest mistake. It was possible to deceive the God Clan, but if he got too close to these former Heaven's Origin cultivators, it would be easy for him to give himself away. It was better to be arrogant to the end and let none of them have a chance to probe him … Of course, another reason was that Fang Xing truly did not like these people from the bottom of his heart and couldn't be bothered to deal with them!
"Then I hope that Fellow Daoist Fang is on his own!"
The warmth and goodwill around him vanished without a trace. The atmosphere became abnormally cold, and no one paid him any attention.
Even the descendant of the Small Immortal Realm and Zhao Yatong found it hard to conceal their disappointment.
However, the two of them didn't say anything. They just quietly turned around.
On the other hand, Xue Lingtu, who had obediently sat cross-legged behind the Vicious Daoist, silently glanced at Fang Xing. The bystanders couldn't see it, but Fang Xing saw something special in his eyes, as if he wanted to persuade Fang Xing to agree to those people's demands …
As he was thinking, a divine sense stealthily transmitted to him, "The Divine Master doesn't seem to need so many human cultivators, but if he didn't want to use them, he wouldn't have specially summoned these people for an audience. I reckon that the Divine Court probably wants to choose one or a few suitable people from these people to participate in that major event. Brother Fang Xing, are you confident that you can win against these people?"
Fang Xing inadvertently glanced at Young God Monarch Ao Gu and nodded his head.
He had also realized this problem. These human prodigies were of varying strength. Even the experts like Zhao Yatong and Zhangsun Qingliu were far weaker than the Divine race's prodigies. To the Divine Court, which was searching for that strange treasure, these people were of little use. Summoning so many people for an audience could only mean that they wanted to choose the best. A fierce struggle was inevitable.
Fang Xing didn't care about this. He was no longer the same as he was in the past. These people were no longer on the same level as him!
"The Divine Master descends, the children pay homage …"
It was also at this time that a grey-robed old man suddenly began to chant in a shrill voice from within the hall.
The originally noisy hall suddenly became extremely quiet. All the Heaven's pridelings of the Shen Clan, Demon Clan, and Human Clan quietened down. Under the gaze of the grey-robed elder, they solemnly stood up. These pridelings of the Shen Clan were clearly familiar with this process. After standing up, they tidied up their clothes and bowed to the black stone statue at the head of the hall. After bowing once, they bowed twice, meticulously.
When the other human cultivators saw this, they followed suit and bowed.
"We respectfully welcome the Divine Master's descent!"
The gray-robed elder swung his horsetail whisk twice in the air and then knelt to the ground, kowtowing.
Boom!
In the void outside the palace, there seemed to be a clap of thunder that was even more terrifying than the lightning tribulation. The endless sea of lightning almost covered half the void. Then, in the midst of the lightning tribulation, a ray of light flew down from the heavens and entered the black palace, drilling into the forehead of the black stone statue. At this moment, the black stone statue suddenly had an indescribable feeling. It was as if it had suddenly come to life and become a living existence. One could hear the sound of its blood flowing …
"We greet the supreme ruler of the universe, the master of all gods …"
All the prodigies of the God race trembled at this moment. They all bowed as their voices were filled with reverence.
"This is the Divine Master?"
As the others bowed, Fang Xing bowed as well. He seemed obedient on the surface, but he could not help but feel curious inside. He really wanted to know just what the Divine Master who had ruled over three thousand God races, created a divine hall like the Heavenly Court, and even decided to invade the Tian Yuan Continent and turn all humans into slaves of the God race was like. As a result, he could not help but secretly raise his head and look forward.
The stone statue was still a stone statue. Its appearance had not changed, but its temperament had changed greatly. It had come to life, and its stone eyes suddenly opened at this moment. Its awe-inspiring gaze swept downwards, and Fang Xing happened to meet its gaze …
If it were anyone else, they would obviously be frightened, but Fang Xing was as bold as a dog. He sniggered at the gaze before lowering his head.
Even the Divine Master became rather stunned when he laughed like that. He could not help but glance at him again.
On the other hand, Fang Xing thought to himself, It doesn't seem like a big deal …
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