Ye Qinghan's eyes were cold. What he hated the most in his life was these people who relied on their cultivation realm to oppress the weak. These people had even crossed his reverse scale.
Did they think of the consequences of bullying the Kuang Sect?
"Valley Master, this person is Ye Qinghan. I heard that he has several Extreme Dao Emperor weapons …" A fake Emperor of the Evil Yin Valley transmitted his voice.
Saint Leng Yin's breath stagnated as she stared at Ye Qinghan. She didn't believe that a junior could have several Extreme Dao Emperor weapons!
"You want to kill us? I want to see if you have the ability! "Saint Leng Yin shouted angrily.
Ye Qinghan clenched his iron fist and summoned his divine bow. Suddenly, the parrot jumped out and said wretchedly, "Master, we have so many eighth-grade fire essence. Take it out and burn these bastards."
When everyone heard this, they trembled. Eighth-Grade fire essence? And so many! If it really existed, once it appeared, it could definitely start a prairie fire and burn them alive. Even their souls wouldn't be able to escape.
Swish, swish, swish …
The experts of the hidden wealthy families all retreated and looked at Ye Qinghan with vigilance. They didn't dare to be careless.
"Kakaka, this group of idiots, you dare to challenge my Kuang Sect? This divine bird can kill all of you with a wave of my hand! Remember, this divine bird is the big brother of the Golden Crow. I have plenty of fire essence. It's easy for me to burn thousands of Boundary Emperors! When I'm strong enough, I'll go to the depths of the Eastern Wilderness and get some ninth-grade fire essence. Even Great Emperors will have to bow down in front of me! "The parrot arrogantly raised its head and mocked disdainfully.
Saint Leng Yin and the others were furious, but they didn't dare to get close to Ye Qinghan. An eighth-grade fire essence could burn a Boundary Emperor to death. That kind of thing was different from a seventh-grade fire essence. An eighth-grade fire essence could burn anything that touched it. Even the soul couldn't escape.
A ninth-grade fire essence was even more terrifying. It was rumored that only the Golden Crow and the Phoenix could control it. All other creatures in the world would be wiped out! Including some Divine Dragons.
"Saint Leng Yin, why aren't you retreating with your people? The human race has suffered heavy losses. Instead of thinking for the human race, you did such a shameless thing. How can you face the ancestors of the human race? Are none of your ancestors buried in this ancestral land? "Diwu Kuang God pointed at the ancestral land and shouted angrily.
Although Diwu Kuangshen's cultivation level was low, his status was extremely high. Even Diwu Shenfeng of the Diwu Clan was scolded by him, let alone a valley master of the Evil Shadow Valley.
.................................... but your words.......
...... You let your disciples burn, kill, and loot in the stars. I don't believe that you don't know that. What's the difference between you and the dead spirits in the forbidden lands? ............................
Cold light flashed in the eyes of Saint Lengyin and the others. They knew that if they didn't leave today, there would definitely be a fight. The five Quasi-emperors of the Diwu Clan were already very strong. If Ye Qinghan had a few more Monarch Weapons and eighth-grade Flame Essences, it would definitely be disadvantageous for them.
"Don't regret it!" Saint Leng Yin's eyes flashed with killing intent. She retreated with the people of the hidden wealthy families.
After the people of the hidden wealthy families retreated, Ye Qinghan looked at the people of the Diwu family. He didn't know what they wanted to do. They actually took the initiative to help the Kuang Sect today.
"Thank you for your help. I will repay your kindness in the future," Ye Qinghan said with cupped fists.
"I'm not helping you in this matter. As a member of the Human Race, my brother also contributed to the glory of the Human Race. He also died on the path of glory for the Human Race. I don't want his efforts to go down the drain! So you don't have to worry too much. If you are really grateful, I hope you can return my Diwu family's imperial weapon as soon as possible. The Heavenly Scripture of the Dao Sea is useless in your hands. Moreover, you have killed Diwu Tianhe. My Diwu family will not pursue this matter. He deserved it, "Diwu Kuang God said in a deep voice.
Ye Qinghan smiled indifferently and said in a low voice, "I will return it when it's time."
…
In the forbidden area, another terrifying expert woke up. His whole body was made of golden bones without any flesh. He was so powerful that he alarmed the three great emperors, Haoyue, Xu Ling, and Fu Su.
The three great emperors looked at this person with a hint of surprise in their eyes. The forbidden area had existed for too long. There were countless terrifying existences in the depths. They didn't even recognize this dead spirit of a great emperor.
"How many years has it been since the Immemorial Era …" The Skull Great Emperor's voice was hoarse and completely lifeless.
"A great emperor from the Immemorial Era?" Fu Su and the others murmured to themselves.
"My friend, there has been a change of dynasties. The Immemorial Era has spanned the Primordial Era, the Antiquity Era, the Xuanyuan Era, and the Shenwu Era. It is now the eighth year of Emperors Fall," the Void Spirit Great Emperor stared at the skull and said in a low voice.
"The Emperors Fall Era? Time waits for no man. Everything has changed after one night … "The Skull Great Emperor shook his body. His bones made a terrifying cracking sound. The death qi couldn't get close to him.
"My friend, the human race is at its weakest now. Are you interested in controlling it completely?" the Void Spirit Great Emperor asked in a low voice.
…
On a dead star at the edge of the Thousand Dragon Starfield, the Ghost Emperor had absorbed all the energy of the Yellow Springs and was rapidly recovering his soul. His strength had increased greatly, and he was about to break through to the great emperor realm. Cold qi swept towards the Thousand Dragon Starfield, alarming the Thousand Dragon Race.
"Quick! Inform the Starfield Master and contact the Monarch Realm experts. The Ghost Emperor is about to awaken! "
…
In the remnant sect, two terrifying auras were constantly rising. One was a great circle quasi-emperor, and the other was only at the Divine Martial Realm. However, the Divine Martial Realm's aura was comparable to a great circle quasi-emperor. It soared into the clouds and was unstoppable.
"The Sect Master has awakened!"
"Eldest Senior Brother has also awakened. It's time for our remnant sect to show ourselves."
…
Boom!
A mountain gate opened. A handsome young man in purple stepped out of the mountain range and walked towards the remnant sect's martial arts field. The vast remnant sect stretched for thousands of miles. He instantly arrived at the field.
"Greetings, Eldest Senior Brother!" Thousands of ordinary disciples knelt respectfully, not daring to look directly at him.
The corners of the young man's mouth curled up. He was both charming and evil, giving people an indescribable sense of comfort. He was approachable, but no one dared to profane him.
"Everyone rise. Where are Ze Can and Po Wu?" The young man's pleasant voice spread to every corner.
"Master Ze Can just returned from the Imperial Region. He seems to be injured …" The outer sect disciples said.
There were a total of three disciples in the remnant sect. Eldest Senior Brother Can Yang was ranked second, and the third was Nangong Po Wu. Each of them had a terrifying cultivation. Especially Can Yang. Although he was called Eldest Senior Brother, it was just a title. In fact, no one knew which era he was from, or how long he had sealed himself. If not for the sect master coincidentally finding him in the sect's forbidden area, he might still be in a deep slumber.
Can Yang might not even be from the remnant sect. It was just that things had changed with the passage of time. When he sealed himself, he left the remnant sect. Even the sect master couldn't tell which era he was from.
When Can Yang woke up, he was already in the Celestial Realm. Perhaps because he had sealed himself for a long time, he had lost all his memories. The sect master, Six Calamity Azure Dragon, took him in as a disciple. He had been in seclusion in the sect and had never appeared before. When he came out, he would ask about the outside world before going back into seclusion again.
Can Yang had a long spear embroidered on his shoulder. He was sitting on a chair outside the martial arts arena. His divine sense rushed towards a mountain peak as he said calmly, "Junior Brother Ze Can, come out and tell me what's going on outside."
Ze Can stepped out of the mountain peak. There was still some blood on his clothes. It seemed like he had been severely injured.
"Eldest Senior Brother, the outside world is in chaos. The Dao State sacred grounds have been destroyed and the hidden sects are causing trouble outside. I estimate that in two or three months, both sides will start fighting." Ze Can said in a low voice.
"Only the hidden sects will make a move? Why do I feel like many powers will make a move? The Ghost Emperor might come out of seclusion. It's best if you don't go out. Those people from the forbidden area will definitely take advantage of the situation. The human race is in danger. " Canyang's eyes were like stars as he looked into the void. He seemed to be able to see through everything.
"Yang 'er, lead the disciples of the remnant sects to occupy the Heng Yang Galaxy. That's an important path to the human race behind us. Block it for me. No matter if it's the hidden sects, the human race, the myriad races, or the undead, don't let a single one pass!"
A low voice rang out and exploded in the middle of the martial arts arena.
Canyang nodded slightly and patted Ze Can's shoulder. Ze Can's injuries healed instantly as if he had never been injured. Then, he gathered all the powerful disciples and charged out of the sect towards the Heng Yang galaxy.
At the Yin Soul Mountain, where the hidden sects gathered, a powerful dead spirit entered the Yin Yang Eight Tribes.
The Yang God of the Yin Yang Race woke up from his seclusion.
"Dead spirit, this is the Yin-Yang Race. You shouldn't be here. Get out!" Yang God scolded coldly.
"Kekeke, Yang God, I am here on behalf of the Emperor."
Whoosh —
A jade scroll flew towards the depths of the Yin-Yang Race.
"The Emperor said that you would tell me the answer after reading the message."
The dead spirit was arrogant. There weren't many dead spirits in the forbidden grounds. The weakest of them was a Boundary Emperor. They were invincible in the human race and didn't fear the Yin Yang Eight Tribes at all.
The depths of the Yin-Yang Race was silent for a while, then said, "I will think about it. This is a serious matter. The Yin Yang Race doesn't want to be labeled as traitors."
"Alright, whether the Yin Yang Eight Tribes participate or not won't affect the outcome of the forbidden grounds. I hope you don't side with the wrong team." The dead spirit laughed coldly and charged towards the territory of the sect.
Tianmu Xingluo wasn't considered old. At least, he wasn't a hero past his prime. He looked to be around forty years old and was very close to becoming an Emperor. Unfortunately, he couldn't gain the recognition of the heavens.
"Sigh, is the Dao blaming me for being too mediocre and not doing anything for the human race?" Tianmu Xingluo Wangtian asked himself. He was already at this level, but he still couldn't comprehend the Tribulation of the Emperor and prove his Dao.
At that moment, the dead spirit stepped into the sect and said coldly, "Here is the Emperor's decree …"
"Path of the Martial Arts, Martial Arts Style!"
Tianmu Xingluo was still sitting cross-legged. He didn't even move his hands. A thought turned into a huge hand and killed a powerful dead spirit.
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