The avatar of the Giant God Realm's third ancestor coughed lightly, as if trying to ease the awkwardness. Then, he transmitted, "There is an ancestral corpse here. I don't need to explain how dangerous it is. Let's put aside the grudges between the various races for now. Our goal here is the same, and that is to successfully pay respects to the ancestors. Paying respects to the ancestors is different from searching for a treasure land. Whoever grabs the treasure land gets it. As for paying respects to the ancestors, if anyone wants to snatch the ancestral corpse, please do so immediately. We will not stop you. "
The avatars of the Giant God Realm's third ancestor looked around, but no one responded.
The ancestral corpse was equivalent to a Sacred Ancestor who had lost his mind. Not to mention that the strongest that could enter the core of the ancient world was only the avatar, even if the Sacred Ancestor's true body came, they would have to think twice before facing the ancestral corpse.
"Therefore, everyone knows that since we can't snatch the ancestral corpse, we can only pay respects to the ancestors and try our luck. However, everyone knows that we need to be careful during the ceremony. If someone causes trouble and enrages the ancestral corpse, death is certain. Therefore, all the Saints in our teams must come out together and swear the Kunlun Great Oath to not fight within three hundred thousand miles of the ancestral corpse. Even after the ceremony is over, we cannot kill anyone. If any new teams or Saints do not comply, we will work together to expel them. Who disagrees? "
No one objected.
"Very well, we three Sacred Ancestor avatars have reached an agreement on this matter. Those who are willing to swear the Kunlun Great Oath, step forward and we will take turns paying respects to the ancestors. Those who are unwilling, please leave at once. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless! "
After a moment of silence, one team after another flew into the sky.
Including the three Sacred Ancestor avatars, there were a total of eleven teams.
Among the eleven teams, there was not a single Saint from the outside world!
Among them, two teams had ninety-nine-headed Great Saints. Two Great Saints would occasionally glance at Fang Yun.
Suddenly, a team of six people joined the avatars of the Giant God Realm's third ancestor, and the number of teams increased to ten.
The avatars of Ancestor Withered Mountain and Ancestor Wind looked coldly at the six people, but did not speak.
No one spoke, and a strange atmosphere spread among the teams.
Before long, the teams continued to decrease until only three teams were left.
The avatars of the Giant God Realm's third ancestor's team had the largest number of people, with fifty-two Saints and two ninety-nine-headed Great Saints in this team.
The other two teams only had about twenty of them each.
The Saints of the other two teams shook their heads helplessly. The Giant God Clan was the second most powerful royal clan, and not only did they not have any grudges with the Ninety-nine-headed Clan, they even had a good relationship with them. If they joined the Giant God Clan's team, the benefits would obviously be greater.
The avatar of the Third Ancestor of the Giant God Realm smiled and said, "Alright, then we only have three groups left …"
"It's the fourth group!" Fang Yun said without raising his head as he read in the study of the Divine Path.
The third ancestor's avatar said helplessly, "Alright, four groups it is. Next, we will swear the Kunlun Great Oath together. If you don't want to participate, you can leave now. "
No one made a move.
Soon, all the Sages present began to swear the Great Oath of Kunlun, including Fang Yun.
After the oath was taken, the Saints' expressions relaxed slightly, especially those who had seen Fang Yun's massacre at Royal Mountain. They secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Kunlun Group Three smiled and said, "Then, according to the rules, there must be a corresponding clansman or a corresponding saint skin in the team. Otherwise, no team can enter within a hundred thousand miles of the ancestral corpse. Now, let's invite the other three teams to show us their saint skins. "
The avatar of the Withered Mountain Ancestor and the Wind Ancestor immediately took out the saint skins of the Ninety-nine-headed Clan.
All the Sages looked at Fang Yun.
A faint smile appeared on some of their faces, and there was a hint of mockery hidden in their smiles.
Not to mention that Fang Yun was a Great Saint from the outside world, even the Kunlun Great Sages would only be told about the saint skins and ancestral worship by the Divine Ancestor before entering. Once they left the core of the ancient world for a few years, they would completely forget about it.
Fang Yun spread his hands and said frankly, "You guessed right, I don't have the saint skins of the Ninety-nine-headed Clan, so I can't participate in this ancestral worship."
"Then why aren't you leaving? Why, are you waiting here to wipe your saliva? "The Wind Ancestor's avatar asked.
Among the Half-saint killed by Fang Yun outside Royal Mountain, there were six Wind Clan members.
Fang Yun originally wanted to explain that he mainly wanted to watch the ancestral worship process to accumulate experience, and then leave after watching, but when he heard the Wind Ancestor's avatar's tone, he immediately said, "I'm happy. I want to see what will happen if your Wind Clan fails in the ancestral worship and dies at the hands of the ancestral corpses. Why, you won't let me watch? "
The Wind Ancestor's avatar smiled and said, "Yes, of course you can watch. You're safe within three hundred thousand miles, but don't blame us if you encounter any disaster outside of three hundred thousand miles. "
"I want to say that too!" Fang Yun smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Hunting the Saints of the royal family was an important part of Fang Yun's plan to enter the core of the ancient world.
Since he had already declared war on the ten clans, and the ancestors would come looking for him when he went out, he might as well do it all the way!
"Then watch us pay our respects!" The Wind Ancestor's avatar snorted heavily and flew toward the Ninety-nine-headed Ancestral Corpses.
The Withered Mountain Ancestor's avatar said as he flew, "Third Ancestor of the Giant God Realm, your taste is still lacking. Why did you take a liking to such trash from the start? You haven't even seen the ancestral worship, and you're even worse than an ordinary outsider! "
The Third Ancestor of the Giant God Realm looked helpless and said, "I didn't know he was a remnant of the old clan. If I knew, I definitely wouldn't have agreed to let Shen Yun make him an honored guest of my clan. You know Shen Yun too, he's a brainless idiot. I shouldn't have listened to his nonsense. I really didn't expect this Fang Yun to be so crazy and ignorant, to actually dare to covet Kunlun's supreme treasure. "
"He won't harm us here, right?" a Great Saint asked.
Before the Third Ancestor's avatar of the Giant God Realm could speak, the Wind Ancestor's avatar laughed and said, "This idiot Fang Yun, he doesn't even know he's fallen into our trap! You Half-saint Great Saints don't know, but the avatars of us ancestors have a custom. When paying respects to the ancestors, we must not fight among ourselves, and deal with the outsiders first. However, this Fang Yun is a tough nut to crack. We were afraid that he would fight to the death, so we set up this Great Oath of Kunlun so that he can't cause trouble. He can cause trouble now, but as soon as he makes a move, whether it's to attack us or awaken the Startled Corpses, the Great Oath of Kunlun will kill him directly! "
The avatar of the Giant God Realm's three avatars and the Withered Mountain Ancestor's avatar also smiled.
The Saints came to a realization and looked at Fang Yun with a smile.
Everyone's smile was filled with the pride of the Kunlun race. Everyone's eyes were filled with disdain towards outsiders.
Only the two ninety-nine-headed Great Saints had bitter expressions as they communicated secretly.
Fang Yun didn't react at all. The Half-saint's old residence slowly changed direction and arrived at a place where they could directly see the ninety-nine-headed ancestral corpses.
Fang Yun looked up, and the three teams had already landed at the foot of the ring-shaped mountain.
A large number of sacrificial black stones fell in front of the three Saint Ancestor's avatars. The avatars didn't move at all. Saint power flowed around them, and the sacrificial black stones flew into the air. In the blink of an eye, they were carved into three sacrificial altars in the style of the ninety-nine-headed ancestral race.
More than ten people took out the ninety-nine-headed saint skin and used a secret technique.
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