In the Dragon Transformation Pool, Jiang Taixu lay motionless in the water. He did not get up, but the divine light in his eyes was frightening. He stared coldly at the thirteen Divine Lords.
"Thump, thump, thump …."
The thirteen major characters who ruled over their own territories took a few steps back. They were intimidated by the aura and couldn't help but shiver. They couldn't help but retreat.
Jiang Taixu's offensive power was well-known. Who could compete with him in the past five thousand years? If he was reborn, even a Divine Lord would be beaten to death!
"Old Divine King, you're awake! That's great!"
"Ancestor, you've finally been reborn!"
"The Heavens have eyes! The Divine King of the Jiang Family has been reborn!"
The people of the Jiang Family were shocked and overjoyed. They all shouted excitedly, and some even cried tears of joy.
Jiang Taixu was not old when he disappeared, but now he was called Ancestor. It could be said that he had been dreaming for thousands of years. The ups and downs of the mortal world had changed.
Almost everyone he knew no longer existed in this world. Most of his juniors had long since surpassed the age at which he had disappeared. He would never see anyone of his generation again.
The Divine King was reborn. He glanced at everyone and carefully looked at his descendants. He did not say a word, and no one knew what he was feeling at the moment.
Finally, when he saw Ye Fan, he showed a trace of emotion for the first time. He seemed to be stunned for a moment, but then he quickly calmed down.
"Jiang Taixu, so what if you've been reborn? This is not four thousand years ago. It's not your era! " Not far from the Dragon Transformation Pool, a great figure shrouded in black fog said in a low voice. His eyes were like an abyss, staring coldly in front of him.
At this moment, the other terrifying figures also calmed down. They were not ordinary people, so they instantly calmed down. No matter how famous Jiang Taixu was, he was a hero at the end of his road. After being sealed for four thousand years, his lifespan had long dried up. It was a miracle that he could wake up. Could he still fight?
The people of the Jiang Family felt as if cold water had been poured over them. They suddenly thought of all this, and their hearts were full of unwillingness.
"Unless he is the reincarnation of a Great Emperor, how can he get up and kill the enemy?!" Another Divine Lord shouted.
"Divine King Jiang wasn't born in the same era as you, yet you met him in your twilight years. I wonder whose regret it is. Today, all of us will send you on your way. Rest in peace!"
Thirteen Sacred Lords stepped forward together. The depths of the underground palace shook, and water splashed everywhere from the Dragon Transformation Pond.
"Slay a Godly King!"
These four words were like a ten thousand jin hammer, smashing down on everyone's hearts. They contained endless killing intent as they pressed down on the old Divine King.
At this moment, everyone in the divine city was shocked. They could hear these words clearly, and all of their hearts were shaken. The many overlords were really going to make a move.
"How dare you!"
Jiang Yun stepped forward, an ancient pagoda hovering above his head, a black battle halberd in his hand. He stood before the Dragon Transformation Pool and continuously shook his divine weapon, dispelling the shocking killing intent.
At the same time, many of the Jiang Clan's older generation also took action. They blocked the four characters' killing intent and scattered it in the air.
"Pu, pu …"
Apart from Jiang Yun, the other elders all coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. The killing intent released by the thirteen Sacred Lords was enough to kill powerful cultivators. Not many could withstand it.
Many people staggered backwards, and they almost fell to the ground. The thirteen people in front were all overlords of their own regions, and they couldn't contend against them at all.
One of the almighty figures coldly stared at Jiang Yun and said, "The Jiang Clan's Sacred Lord has a future, so why are you courting death?"
"There are so many of you, each of you looking down on a region and dominating a region. Now, you actually joined hands to kill a sorrowful old man. Don't you feel ashamed?!" Jiang Yun shouted.
"We came for the secret of Great Emperor Wu Shi, for the nine secret Dou Word Formula. Slay a Godly King is only ranked third."
"A Godly King of a generation is worthy of so many almighty figures sending him off. This can also be considered a form of respect for him. Otherwise, dying alone in the hands of a single person would be the Doomsday God King's sorrow."
Jiang Yun coldly shouted, "You make it sound nice, but everyone has their declining years. Aren't you afraid of suffering the same treatment?"
"Eight hundred years later, I'm willing to wait for my descendants to kill me." A voice sneered and swept his gaze over the few middle-aged and young generation of the Jiang Clan. "I'm just afraid that you haven't lived as long as I have!"
"Jiang Taixu, tell me Mount Purple's secret and write down the Battle Saint Technique. Then, I'll spare your descendants!"
"Everyone here is your direct descendant. You don't want to watch them get killed, do you?"
"Even the Eternal Universe Sacred Furnace has been blocked. Even if the Jiang Clan comes out in full force, they won't be able to save you! Moreover, you're already at the end of your rope. Why are you still stubbornly holding on? "
The thirteen Sacred Lords once again released a bone-chilling killing intent that penetrated through the human wall and pierced through the old Godly King Jiang.
"Pfft!"
At this moment, the almighty Jiang Yun couldn't help but cough out a mouthful of blood. He was the only one who was on equal footing with these people. How could he contend against them?
"Jiang Yun, since you want to die, we'll fulfill your wish. Then, we'll kill the Godly King!"
The thirteen almighty figures stepped forward together, and the underground palace almost collapsed. A terrifying pressure swept through the sky like a vast ocean, sweeping away all obstacles.
"Hualala!"
In the Dragon Transformation Pool, the sound of water rang out. The withered body slowly sat up, and slowly stood up. The divine light in his eyes was even more dazzling, as if it could pierce through a person's body.
Jiang Taixu walked onto the shore step by step. He was still all skin and bones, looking extremely thin and weak, but his movements were firm and powerful.
"Ancestor!"
"Godly King Ancestor!"
"What's wrong with you? What are you doing?"
The people of the Jiang Clan exclaimed. They didn't expect Jiang Taixu to be able to stand up and reach the shore alone. Then, he headed straight for the thirteen almighty figures.
At this moment, every time he took a step, there was a kind of pulsing sound between heaven and earth. It wasn't very heavy, and it didn't shake the underground palace at all.
However, this rhythm was like the divine drum of the Ancient Heaven that had been broken for millions of years. It pounded on everyone's hearts, and even the almighty figures' hearts shrank.
"Thump, thump, thump …."
This was an indescribably terrifying rhythm. It was like the Innate Great Dao was echoing. The people of the Jiang Clan couldn't help but make way for him. It was all a subconscious action.
"Hmph!"
A Divine Lord-level figure snorted coldly. He wanted to interrupt this terrifying rhythm, but he couldn't. Instead, it was even more frightening.
"He's about to enter the grave. What's there to be afraid of?!" A almighty figure stepped forward and directly attacked. He rushed up like a bolt of black lightning.
Jiang Yun blocked with his halberd, but the other two almighty figures acted together and blocked him, not giving him a chance to move forward.
"Divine King Jiang, I'll send you on your way!"
That person rushed forward in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and slammed it down. This was not just a palm, but also a kind of heaven and earth rule.
One could even faintly see Dao patterns interweaving, forming a web of order, displaying the tangible power of the law!
The people of the Jiang Clan were heartbroken. They wanted to stop him, but it was impossible. This was a mighty lord. Apart from Jiang Yun, no one could stop him.
However, Jiang Taixu was still fearless. He walked forward step by step, and the rhythm of his steps was not disrupted at all.
Suddenly, two rays of scarlet light shot out from his eyes. They were the same color as the Phoenix Blood Scarlet Gold. They became the only thing between heaven and earth, brilliant and eternal. It was as if the Eternal Universe Sacred Furnace had rushed out!
"Ah …"
The almighty figure screamed. His slamming palm was pierced through by the light. The order rule he had interwoven was instantly destroyed, and the scarlet light rushed forward like a cloud of smoke.
Puff!
Blood splattered. The almighty figure's eyes were pierced through by the scarlet light, and the light came out from the back of his head. He screamed and flew backward.
"What?"
"How is this possible?"
"Jiang Taixu can still fight in his twilight years?!"
…
Behind them, the other Divine Lords were all shocked. A dying old Divine King could still have such divine power!
"Elder!"
"Divine King Elder …"
The people of the Jiang Clan were shocked and pleasantly surprised. They had never thought that Jiang Taixu would have such combat strength as soon as he woke up.
From this, one could only imagine how powerful Jiang Taixu was four thousand years ago. He must have been heroic and majestic, with infinite grace!
The almighty figure's eyes were pierced through, and the light came out from his head. He did not die. At this level of cultivation, he could regenerate his limbs, and it was difficult to kill him. However, he was seriously injured and lost the ability to fight.
"I, Jiang Taixu, have been unstoppable all my life, and no one has ever forced me like this."
Divine King Jiang finally spoke. His voice was like the roar of a divine bell, echoing in the underground palace and reaching every corner of the Divine City.
"Heavens, Jiang Taixu has revived and regained his combat strength!"
In the Divine City, many cultivators heard his voice and were all shocked.
"That's Jiang Taixu talking. An old Divine King who is almost five thousand years old … Wasn't he a lamp that had run out of oil? How can he be so powerful just after waking up?!"
The people in the Divine City were shocked, and they could not believe all of this. So many Divine Lords went to kill the Divine King, but in the end, he was revived.
In the underground palace, Jiang Taixu was still walking forward. His rhythm did not change, but it was becoming more and more terrifying.
"Not good!" the almighty figure at the front cried out. His heart was in so much pain that it was about to burst, and he quickly retreated.
Bang!
Jiang Taixu's last step was extremely heavy, and the underground palace almost collapsed. The almighty figure screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The thirteen Divine Lords were really stunned. They all retreated, leaving the Dragon Transformation Pool in an instant, and looked at the old Divine King with shock and uncertainty.
Jiang Taixu stood there like a pine tree, unmoving. Then, with a sudden shout, he pressed his hands into the void and drew several lines.
"The Great Emperor's Formation Pattern!"
Everyone was shocked. Between Jiang Taixu's hands, the order of the laws appeared, and they were branded in the void. Mysterious runes were carved, and they shone like stars.
All of this happened too quickly. The old Divine King restored the patterns that Jiang Yun had carved in an instant, and they continued to evolve and develop, making the patterns even more terrifying and unfathomable.
But at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, and a trace of black blood flowed out of his mouth. He fell straight down.
"Old Ancestor!"
"Divine King Ancestor!"
The people of the Jiang Clan were shocked. They rushed forward to help him up, and then carried him into the Dragon Transformation Pool.
Jiang Taixu had no blood to cough, and there was only a trace of sticky black blood at the corner of his mouth. He was almost at the end of his oil. If it were not for the nine little dragons swimming in his body, his life would have been extinguished.
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