The ancient tree was like a horned dragon. Its branches were bold and upright as they stretched towards the sky, sprinkling a layer of shade on the ground.
This ancient king had a dragon head and a majestic body. He was born with an unusual disposition and looked tall and sturdy. There was a dazzling ring behind his head.
A large number of humans and ancient creatures knelt on the ground. Their bodies were trembling and convulsing uncontrollably as if they were facing a deity.
He possessed incomparable might and the natural aura he emitted made it difficult for others to endure. This was the pressure of an ancient saint. As he stood there, everyone knelt down.
"Where is that saint? Tell him to come and see me." His face was full of coldness. With his hands behind his back, he stood proudly in the center of the field and looked disdainfully at the Jade Lake.
The ancient trees swayed and their shadows danced. This place was very quiet and still no one answered. Which human cultivator dared to step out? They didn't have the strength to fight against a saint.
At this moment, this ancient king's expression was very cold. He swept his gaze over everyone and then laughed unrestrainedly towards the sky.
"You actually ran away? How laughable, hahaha … Humans, you are just as cowardly as before!"
He charged in alone with an air of supremacy and looked askance at everyone present. This kind of oppressive aura made people's primordial spirits about to split apart.
This kind of laughter was very ear-piercing. The expressions of the human cultivators all changed. This was a type of humiliation and was equivalent to slapping them in the face.
Not far away, in the ancient forest, Ye Fan and the others all had ugly expressions. This ancient king was too excessive. He wanted nothing more than to take out the saint shell again.
An old human cultivator with an unyielding personality barely resisted the saint might and said, "He might have left because he has something to do. You don't need to humiliate the human race like this."
"Left because he has something to do? I think he escaped. As long as he comes back, I'll kill him immediately. "The Dragon Head Ancient King placed his hands behind his back and the ring behind his head became even more dazzling.
His fearless laughter was like a knife that ruthlessly stabbed into everyone's heart. He was incomparably disdainful as he faced everyone alone.
At this time, even many ancient creatures were astonished. This ancient king was obviously looking for trouble and had no intention of sitting down to participate in the Assembly of a Thousand Races.
Not far away, the Heavenly Prince revealed a sinister expression. The two ancient kings beside him looked at each other and smiled. They knew that a good show was about to begin.
Not only them, but other powerful Ancient Kings also did not believe that Wu Shi was still alive. They would definitely come to the Jade Pool personally to demand an explanation.
"What a disappointment. The human race is still as useless as before, never daring to face us and can only be reduced to vassals." This ancestral king's expression became even colder, his words not leaving any face at all.
"Damn it!" Even an outsider like Li Tian couldn't endure it any longer. His heart burned with anger, and at the same time, he regretted coming to such a freakish ancient star. The ancient creatures were just too terrifying.
The others also felt aggrieved. This Ancient King had come purely to humiliate them. That kind of dominance was specifically aimed at them.
At this moment, everyone was furious but did not dare to say anything. This was a saint. Even if there were a thousand or ten thousand of them, they would not be able to withstand a single hand of his. With a press, they would all be turned into ashes.
"So boring, so boring!" The Dragon Head Ancient King shook his head with a hint of disdain. He walked forward in large strides in an incomparably calm and composed manner.
On the side, the reactions of the various races were different. Some were surprised, some were worried, but most were excited. The influence of the Investiture of the Gods on the northern region seemed to have been diluted by this ancient king. His words and actions stirred up many tribes.
"Where is the human race's sacred physique? Let me see it!"
This ancient king strode into the depths of the ancient forest and walked straight over. His eyes were somewhat cold as he stared at Ye Fan.
"Oh no!" Duan De's expression changed. This person was clearly here to find fault and most likely wanted to eliminate Ye Fan.
After all, the human race's sacred physique was not ordinary. Most of the great races in the ancient times did not wish for him to grow, so it was best to kill him in the cradle.
"It's no big deal. If it really doesn't work, I'll throw caution to the wind and use that sacred shell to smack him to death with the Heaven Devouring Evil Jar!" Ye Fan said fiercely.
"Try not to act recklessly. There will be big problems!" Duan De's expression was solemn. In that instant, they quickly exchanged opinions in secret.
The Dragon Head Ancient King walked over step by step. The powerful aura of a saint flowed like hazy primal chaos mist, causing everyone to tremble in fear.
"It's you?" He stood high above and looked down at Ye Fan behind the stone table.
"That's right, it's me!" Ye Fan stood up and looked him in the eye. He was calm and fearless.
In the distance, the spectating humans and ancient races were all astonished. Facing the might of an ancient king, he was actually able to stand up and not kneel. This was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Somewhat interesting." The Dragon Head Ancient King looked down at him. His aura suddenly became much denser, and the ring behind his head became even more dazzling. He was like a god.
Ye Fan felt a powerful pressure, and all the bones in his body were creaking. If it wasn't for his special physique, he might have already collapsed.
Even so, his body was in intense pain. A powerful force surged toward him, forcing him to kneel. This was the aura of a saint.
"What kind of ability is it to suppress with the power of a saint? What's there to be proud of?" A cold voice rang out. The monkey stood up and confronted the ancient king.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat. Not long ago, Princess Divine Silkworm had stood up for the monkey. The scene was still vivid in their minds, and now, he was going to provoke another ancient king.
"Sacred Prince, as a member of our ancient race, it's inexcusable for you to be so close to the human race's sacred physique," said the Dragon Head Ancient King indifferently as he retracted his might.
"My father once said that all living things reinforce and counteract each other. There's a reason for each race's existence," said the monkey.
"You're the descendant of Emperor Fighting, so I don't want to criticize you. However, you don't have to worry about the human race's sacred physique. No one can stop me."
The Dragon Head Ancient King's expression turned cold. He had the urge to kill the monkey as well if there was any disagreement.
In the distance, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. An ancient king had arrived in person. Ordinary people couldn't compare at all. The difference was too great. All the sect masters attacked together, but they couldn't stop a single finger of his.
"Are you trying to bully others?" Ye Fan pulled the monkey back and didn't let him go forward. He wasn't afraid and his expression was calm. It was as if he was questioning him.
"Are you talking to me? I can kill you tens of thousands of times with a single finger!" The Dragon Head Ancient King was cold.
"That's right, I'm talking to you." Ye Fan nodded his head fearlessly.
Behind him, everyone was astonished. All their gazes were focused on him. He actually dared to speak to an ancient king like this. This was equivalent to knocking on the gloomy gates of hell.
The Southern Mountains Barbarian Tribe Leader couldn't watch any longer. He was afraid that Ye Fan would be killed with a single finger, so he said loudly, "The Investiture of the Gods has suppressed the northern region. Great Emperor Wu Shi has manifested a miracle. Today, the convention of the myriad races is about to be held. As an ancient king, you don't have any self-respect. Why are you so overbearing?"
The surroundings were quiet. Everyone held their breaths. To dare to question an ancient king like this required great courage. They were all sweating for the Barbarian Tribe Leader.
"Hahaha …" The Dragon Head Ancient King laughed at the sky. He looked down on everyone and simply didn't put anyone in his eyes. There was only endless contempt.
"A bunch of ants. Even now, you're still pinning your hopes on that dead person? He has long since rotted into bone dregs. To tell you the truth, I've come this time to shatter your daydreams! "
His attitude was arrogant. These words were not only humiliating the human race, but also Great Emperor Wu Shi. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
"What, you're not convinced? I'll stand here and let that ghost Wu Shi come out to suppress me." The Dragon Head Ancient King sneered: "How can a person live for hundreds of thousands of years? That's simply a joke!"
"That's right!" Not far away, the Heavenly Prince echoed loudly. Yuan Gu also nodded.
At this moment, the ancient races were in an uproar. Everyone began to discuss and their minds became incomparably lively. They were all very excited.
"You're humiliating us, the Great Emperor of the human race. You'll definitely turn into ashes soon!" The Barbarian Tribe Leader shouted.
"Hahaha … how naive. Wait until that ghost crawls out of his grave!" The Dragon Head Ancient King's expression turned cold after he finished laughing. "You're the Barbarian Chief of the Southern Mountains Barbarian Tribe? I've heard that the Valley of Divinities wasn't able to eliminate you. I'll do it. "
"Boom!"
He shot a cold glance and a monstrous Saint's aura surged out. The Barbarian Tribe Leader coughed up blood and was sent flying.
The scene was dead silent. This was the Barbarian Tribe Leader, yet he couldn't even block a wisp of the aura released by a Saint. The gap between them was simply too great!
"You …" Ye Fan was enraged.
"What about me? You're just a little Sacred Physique of the human race that hasn't matured yet. How dare you disrespect me? Hurry up and kneel! "He shouted again.
"You're going too far!" The Barbarian King appeared from behind. He stopped the Barbarian Tribe Leader's bleeding and handed him over to his tribesmen to take care of.
The Dragon Head Ancient King turned around and sneered. "Three Immortal Slashes. You've achieved great success. Interesting, but it's still not enough. I only need one finger to kill you."
"Do you really look down on the human race?" The Barbarian King's expression darkened. The other human cultivators also had ugly and furious expressions.
"Human race, you're not good enough!" The Dragon Head Ancient King shook his finger with an indescribable disdain. "Wu Shi is already a dead man. What else can you hope for? You really haven't improved at all. You're just like the Primordial Era, just a small subordinate tribe under an expert. "
"If you say that, I'll find someone to deal with you!" The Barbarian King was furious. All the hair on his body stood on end and his blood vessels surged.
He wasn't the only one who was angry. All the other human cultivators were enraged and wanted to burn the Nine Heavens!
A warrior could be killed but not humiliated. The Dragon Head Ancient King had gone too far!
"Is that so? You bugs think you're worthy of fighting with me? I'll send you all on your way with one finger!" The Dragon Head Ancient King said sinisterly. He extended a finger and pointed at the Barbarian Tribe.
At this moment, the Barbarian King only had one action. He took off the beast-skin hat on his head and said, "I'll find someone to deal with you!"
"Buzz!"
The void collapsed as a large black claw reached out. It was as if it came from an ancient land that tore through time and space.
"Crack!"
Fierce and terrifying, the large black claw grabbed the incoming finger. The sound of bones breaking could be heard as blood splattered everywhere. The ancient king's finger was broken off.
"Ah …"
The Dragon Head Ancient King let out a blood-curdling scream and fell back. He couldn't believe his eyes. The finger that contained the divine law of the great dao had been broken.
Everyone was flabbergasted. They felt that it was inconceivable and incomparably shocking.
On the Barbarian King's head was a small black tortoise. To be precise, it was a Black Tortoise because it had a true dragon's head.
After clearly seeing what had injured him, the Dragon Head Ancient King was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. A slow black tortoise was shaking a small claw at him.
He couldn't take it anymore. This was a type of humiliation. He said in a low voice, "A tortoise … I've actually been injured by a tortoise!"
"F * ck you! You're the tortoise, I'm the Black Tortoise!" The slow black tortoise on the Barbarian King's head said sharply.
Everyone was dumbfounded and almost petrified. Why did this strange black tortoise have the same temperament as the Barbarian Tribe? They both belonged to the crude and crude type.
The Dragon Head Ancient King roared angrily. He activated the divine law of the great dao and charged forward.
"Bang!"
However, a large black claw stretched forward and slapped him over. "F * ck you to death. Remember, I'm the Black Tortoise!"
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