"All Races Saint Slaughter? Such big talk! I want to see who dares to touch Mo Venerable!"
As ti passed, more and more cultivators arrived around the Holy Mountain. Almost every day, powerful warriors from the Ancient Clan descended upon the area, each possessing extraordinary strength.
These people all arrived in front of the twelve Futu Formations, emanating a sense of readiness.
And just as this situation persisted until the seventh day, a deafening angry shout resounded, and shortly thereafter, a supre power suddenly manifested near the Futu Formation.
"It’s the Divine Scale King! He really ca!"
Around them, the gathered cultivators exclaid in surprise. This is a strong individual of Ancient King Level; even in this era where all kings coexist, the Divine Scale King’s strength definitely ranks among the top.
Only Roc King, Divine Ape King, and a few others can be considered his equals.
"Divine Scale King, as one of the All Kings of my Ancient Clan, you have protected the Divine King Body multiple tis. Do you truly intend to take a path opposed to all races?!"
At the mont when the Divine Scale King appeared, a furious shout ca from a powerful warrior present from the Ancient Clan, who couldn’t help but step forward and question, "All Races Saint Slaughter, if your Divine Scale Clan does not participate, fine! But to openly oppose all of us, do you really believe there’s no one in this world who can deal with you?"
"What All Races Saint Slaughter? With just you people, you dare claim to represent all races?"
The Divine Scale King snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over the top-level powers of the Ancient Clan below, and he said again, "Not to ntion my Divine Scale Clan, how many of the major Ancient Clans have co to besiege the Holy Mountain this ti? Only you people are here; most other Ancient Clans still remain neutral. Do you dare to claim the title representing all races?"
"Whether it’s before or after ancient tis, the Divine King Body and my Ancient Clan have an irreconcilable racial grudge. This siege is a holy undertaking; all clans should be duty-bound."
"Divine Scale King, if you have any sense, you should retreat. Otherwise, once the battle begins, don’t bla our Dragon Clan Floating Saint Soldiers for obliterating you in Heaven and Earth!"
Below, several powerful warriors from the Ancient Clan stepped forward one after another. Their attitude is clear: this All Races Saint Slaughter cannot be stopped. If the Divine Scale King insists on standing by Mo Wangchen’s side and assisting him, then they cannot be blad for their ruthlessness.
"If you really dare to approach the Holy Mountain, don’t bla for disregarding racial ties and righteously severing kin!"
The Divine Scale King snorted coldly, leaving these words behind, before transforming into a rainbow light and disappearing instantly, heading towards the direction of the Holy Mountain.
"Buzz..."
On this day, the Void fluctuated violently. After more than half a month of top-level strongn from the Ancient Clan arriving one after another, almost everyone who should co has already arrived.
And just as this great battle was about to erupt completely, suddenly, beside the twelve Futu Formations, the Void began to unpredictably fluctuate. The next mont, dozens of figures simultaneously stepped out of thin air.
These people all have extrely youthful faces, yet each has an extraordinary aura. Almost at the mont they appeared, the whole Heaven and Earth beca much dimr; invisibly, a terrifying demon aura perated, almost suffocating everyone present.
"These people..."
All around, the watching cultivators changed their expressions, and so couldn’t help but tremble as they spoke, "A full thirty-eight people, all of them Emperor Level geniuses of the Ancient Clan, the top young kings!"
Until now, the top-level powerhouses of the older generation have almost all appeared, yet the Emperor Level figures of the younger generation have not been seen. But now, they’ve arrived, and simultaneously.
A full thirty-eight people, all of whom are Emperors from various Ancient Clans, and at the forefront are led by the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, Dragon Emperor, Roc Clan Emperor, and other top kings of the current era from the Ancient Clan.
"This will be a truly top-level confrontation. Even the young Ancient Emperors have arrived. It seems that these Ancient Clans have probably already emptied their nests, determined to flatten the Holy Mountain and give the Divine King Body not a mont to breathe!"
"These Ancient Emperors rarely show themselves in ordinary tis. Although the fa of the two Dragon Clan Emperors is much greater than theirs, among these individuals, there are also so truly top geniuses, holding ancient Saint Items with extraordinary combat power."
The crowd was in an uproar, discussing everywhere. Among these Ancient Clan Emperors, many have not appeared before the public, and so were sealed within the Divine Origin in ancient tis, only recently waking up.
The geniuses who proved the Dao in the God Realm before ancient tis are not to be underestimated now. Such figures have endured the great eras of ancient tis, and those who survived are almost the top batch of characters from back then.
"Where is the Divine King Body?"
Behind the Dragon Emperor, a young man stepped forward, clad in purple, with a gaze so stern others dared not et his eye. He looked ahead to the Holy Mountain a hundred miles away and shouted, "All Races Saint Slaughter, this is a sacred undertaking and cannot be reversed. But my Ancient Clan are not true bloodthirsty beings. If you leave the Holy Mountain and self-abolish your cultivation, my Ancient Clan can let you live with a mortal body for a thousand years."
"Is this the Lion Clan’s Emperor?"
"Similar to the Divine Scale Clan, the Lion Clan rarely appears, and rumors say they have so blood relation with the Dragon Clan!"
"The Lion Clan has a sparse population and has not appeared for many years. It’s said this Lion Emperor was also sealed in Divine Origin in ancient tis and only recently awoke, a super genius who proved the Dao in the God Realm before ancient tis!"
People discussed, comparing to the two Dragon Clan Emperors, the Lion Emperor present has a strength likely not much weaker than them, and being a genius sealed in Divine Origin from ancient tis, in the Ancient Clan, in terms of seniority, he is far higher than the two Dragon Clan Emperors.
"You want to self-abolish my cultivation? Are you daydreaming?"
Shortly after the Lion Emperor’s words were spoken, a mocking voice ca from within the Holy Mountain, and Mo Wangchen personally responded, "You want to live with a mortal body for a thousand years? Isn’t it that your Ancient Clan is also interested in my Divine King Body and wants to refine my body?"
"I’ve already given you a chance. If you don’t know what’s good for you, your Holy Mountain should be flattened today." The Lion Emperor squinted his eyes, his voice cold, resounding in all directions.
"All Races Saint Slaughter? Flatten the Holy Mountain? You really think you have such ability?" Mo Wangchen sneered again.
The Lion Emperor said calmly, "It cannot be denied your Holy Mountain is truly formidable, but today, the strong from all races arrive, and twelve Futu Sacred Weapons descend. Unless there is a Reverse Life powerhouse climbing out from the Ancient Tomb to assist you, otherwise today you will surely die. Mo Wangchen, cut the nonsense, co out quickly and accept your death, or when my army invades the Holy Mountain, you will be wiped out in both form and spirit!"
"Even you dare to shout here and insult my master? What Lion Emperor, dare to battle ?"
Just as the Lion Emperor’s voice fell, a cold snort ca from within the Holy Mountain. The next mont, a young figure appeared in front of the formation of the Holy Mountain, none other than Ji Feng, the Qiantian Saint, who returned together with Mo Wangchen from the Bodhi Realm.
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