The Serpent Serpent blamed the Demon God Mountain for all the sufferings it had suffered. Its eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Mo Li was so angry that his whole body was trembling. At this time, nothing he said would work. The Serpent God did not believe them at all! He had originally come to provoke the Sorcerer Tribe, but he had not expected to be fooled by Ye Qinghan.
"Everyone is a guest from afar. The crowning ceremony of the Sorcerer God will be held in the next few days. I hope that if you have any grudges, you can settle them after you leave the Sorcerer Tribe. In the ancestral land of the Sorcerer Tribe, no one is allowed to use force without permission. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." The Second Sorcerer God warned indifferently.
No one dared to say anything when the second Sorcerer God was angry. After all, he was the oldest living being and controlled the most powerful force in the Sorcerer Tribe's ancestral land.
However, since Mo Li and the others dared to come, they naturally had the strength to do so. Moreover, it was a rule that the envoys were not to be killed when two armies fought. If a fight really broke out, the Sorcerer Tribe would not be at an advantage.
Ye Qinghan licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue and revealed a sly smile. He stood to the side without saying a word and focused on sowing discord.
Everyone quieted down. The second generation Sorcerer God brought everyone to the Sorcerer God's side palace. It was incomparably huge and dazzling with all kinds of rare treasures.
Nearly five hundred tables were arranged in an orderly manner. They were divided into fifty rows, separated in the center, and twenty-five rows on both sides. The tables stretched from the seats of the Sorcerer God to the entrance of the hall. Although there were more than a thousand people here, it did not seem crowded. There were not many people who could attend the Sorcerer God Coronation Ceremony of the Sorcerer Clan. Including the guardians, there were only a thousand people.
There were no chairs, and the table was very low. One could reach the table by sitting cross-legged on the ground. The table was filled with rare spirit fruits and divine brews that were rarely seen in the outside world. Even Ye Qinghan, who often wandered the world, might not be able to see it.
"Daoist friend Serpent Serpent, Daoist friend Mo Li, please take your seats. Divine Children, please take the first row on both sides." The second generation Sorcerer God came to the Sorcerer God's seat and looked down at the crowd. However, no one dared to say anything.
Soon, everyone was seated. Almost all of them were from different factions, and there were only about fifty people who could participate in the ceremony. The Second Sorcerer God had arranged everything according to the plan.
"Qinghan, come and stay by my side." The Second Sorcerer made a special arrangement for Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan's eyes twitched. He saw that there was indeed a special small table beside the Second Sorcerer. Behind the small table was a long table that could seat four people. He led Jiang Jingtian and the others to sit there.
Many of the divine sons were very dissatisfied. What right did a mere Ye Qinghan have to sit in front of the Serpent Serpent? Moreover, the others were even more obscure. Only Li Feng and Gu Qingyu were somewhat famous, but they were obviously not as good as the Son of God. Among those who were qualified to sit there, Zixian was not qualified!
As expected, Mo Li took advantage of the situation and said disdainfully, "Senior, although you're a second generation senior, you shouldn't insult everyone like this. Letting Ye Qinghan sit beside you, where do you place all the heroes of the world?"
"That's right! Today, all twenty-one of the divine sons of the supreme holy lands are gathered here, giving the Sorcerer Race enough face. However, your noble clan has arranged for a trash with a shattered martial origin to sit at the head. Aren't you looking down on us too much? "Martial King Ji Tianshen asked in a low voice.
Many of the divine sons supported Martial King Ji Tianshen, including the direct descendant of the Purple Emperor, the Purple Sage. His status was much higher than Zixian's. After all, Zixian was a woman, and there were many things in the Zi Clan that she could not come into contact with. However, the Purple Sage could.
Ye Qinghan sat in front of the table and did not make a sound. Instead, he quietly looked at the Second Sorcerer God, waiting to see how he would handle this.
The Second Sorcerer God frowned and said with a hoarse voice, "Qinghan is my only disciple, which is equivalent to my son. Why can't he sit beside me in such an important ceremony?"
Everyone still did not buy it, but the discussion was quieter. After all, this was a family matter.
However, Mo Li was unwilling to give up. Ye Qinghan had humiliated him in front of everyone, and this time, he had to get it back no matter what!
"So he is the only descendant of the second generation senior. His cultivation must be astonishing. Even if his martial origin is shattered, he should still be able to win against the majority of the world's heroes. If he can't win, how can he prove that he is your disciple? Isn't that right, everyone? "Mo Li coldly looked at Ye Qinghan, preparing to kill with a borrowed knife and humiliate Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan calmly looked at Mo Li. If he wanted to compete with him, he would let Mo Li win even if he lost his head.
"Of course. If he is the second generation senior's disciple, I'm afraid even some of the divine sons might not be his match. Although his martial origin is shattered, he should still be able to win against us elite servants. Daoist Ye, why don't we have a friendly spar? I will order my follower, servant Cang Xuan, to fight with you. As long as you can win, I believe no one will doubt your identity anymore."
The Divine Son of the Space-Time Holy Land, Sky Overlord, waved his hand indifferently. A youth with a peerless aura walked out from behind him. As his figure moved, the entire space-time distorted and shifted. It was clear that he had inherited the Space-Time Holy Land's true teachings.
Sky Overlord was known as the King of the Sky, a supreme overlord. He had already cultivated the Grand Dao of Space-Time to the minor completion realm. With a wave of his hand, he could twist space-time and control all laws. His followers were also peak existences.
Cang Xuan proudly stepped out, his divine robes fluttering as he looked straight at Ye Qinghan.
"Ye Qinghan, don't worry. Cang Xuan will definitely not kill you. You don't need to worry." The Sky Overlord's handsome face carried a hint of arrogance as he looked down at Ye Qinghan with a condescending attitude.
Li Feng and the others couldn't sit still anymore. Gu Qingyu even pulled out his sword and wanted to walk out, but he was stopped by Ye Qinghan. Ye Qinghan smiled and said calmly, "Children's fighting and killing, if I make a move, wouldn't I be bullying the weak? To deal with your servant, I'll casually get a junior from my family to teach him a lesson. It's not in vain that God Child thinks highly of me."
Cang Xuan was furious. He glared at Ye Qinghan as if his dignity had been humiliated.
Sky Overlord's aura also turned cold. His divine sense locked onto Ye Qinghan, and his divine might suppressed Ye Qinghan. He wanted to make things difficult for Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan didn't care at all. He pulled out the divine bird that wanted to stick its head out and threw it on the table. He said indifferently, "Daughter-in-law, teach Cang Xuan how to behave and teach the Divine Son not to look down on others."
As expected, Ye Qinghan wasn't someone easy to deal with. Since this matter was started by Mo Li, then he would use the people of the Demonic God Mountain to settle it. The dignified Ethereal Physique wouldn't lose to a servant of a Paramount Sage. If he won, the hatred would naturally be Mo Li's while the benefits would be his.
"Alright, it's just a servant. How can he challenge uncle's dignity? Allow me to kick him out." Qin Wentian, who was originally sitting beside Mo Li, stood out without hesitation.
Mo Li's eyes signaled Qin Wentian not to make a move, but she pretended not to see it.
Sky Overlord frowned. His servant definitely wouldn't be able to win against the strongest physique, the Ethereal Physique. As for the Nine Revolutions Primal Chaos Dao Physique and the Great Demonic God Dao Physique, they were already Paramount Gods. Other than them, the Ethereal Physique was the strongest physique among the seven. Cang Xuan definitely wouldn't be a match for it.
"Mo Li, you can't even control your own subordinate? The aura of the Great Demonic God back then, you only inherited a title, right? "Sky Overlord mocked in disdain.
Kacha!
Mo Li clenched his fists and coldly stared at Sky Overlord. He said with a hoarse voice, "Sky, you may be an overlord in the eyes of others, but not in my eyes. The Ethereal Physique is my family, not a servant or a subordinate. I don't care what she wants to do. If you think that Cang Xuan isn't a match for her, then tell him to step down."
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