The two immortals didn't pay much attention, unlike the curious Tribulation Crossing Venerables from various factions.
On the ground.
A frog wearing a bamboo hat, with a stalk of Clear Dust Grass in its mouth and a cloak draped over its back, walked across the land covered in yellow sand.
Its face was hidden in the shadows, resembling the state Chen Xun was in when he first entered the city.
But it truly learned from Chen Xun, enjoying this weathered look.
Under the gaze of many powerful beings, it slowly walked toward the battlefield, not sparing a glance at the cultivators here.
Beings not belonging to the sa era had no need for any exchange of glances.
"Chen Xun, Bull Daoist, it seems you truly possess two sources of immortal essence."
A sharp glint flashed in Frog Daoist's eyes as it lowered its head slightly and chuckled deeply, "World-Destroying Elder, so it's you... interesting, overturning the Five Elents, is it immortal arts?"
As it walked slowly on the vast land, two bewildered and amazed figures suddenly appeared before it—Gu Lisheng and Song Heng, their expressions exaggerated as if witnessing a marvel.
Frog Daoist slightly raised its head, a cold light flashing in its eyes, and walked past them, exchanging a slow glance at this mont.
The exchange was quite mysterious, leaving a deep impression on both sides.
"The aura of tomb fortune! Xuanwei Heaven, Nine Dragons Mystic Gate!"
"The breath of ti! An aura not belonging to this era!"
Frog Daoist and Song Heng's gazes were heavy, thinking to themselves.
Only Gu Lisheng sneered, the factory owner was on that battlefield, a re toad could be suppressed with a wave of the hand.
"Ribbit~"
"Greetings, senior." Song Heng solemnly cupped his hands, no longer jesting.
"Two juniors in Unity, daring to co here, truly bold."
Frog Daoist paused slightly, looking straight ahead without even glancing at them, and sneered, "Go back to where you ca from, this is not a place you can stay."
"We're just here to admire the Extinction Venerable's deanor."
Song Heng smiled slightly, a glint in his eyes, "Thank you for the reminder, senior, we won't do anything more."
Frog Daoist clearly bore the factory owner's fortune, but whether it was friend or foe was unknown, so they naturally needed to probe first.
"Heh, the World-Destroying Elder is an old friend of this frog, and so is the Black Bull of Destruction."
Frog Daoist crossed its arms, slightly tilted its head, exuding the deanor of a master, "That world is overturned, with great terror present, you should stop here."
"Senior knows the Extinction Venerable?!"
Song Heng's eyes lit up slightly, knowingly asking, "Could you perhaps introduce us..."
Step...
...
Frog Daoist said nothing more, gently pressed down its bamboo hat, and left with large strides, leaving the two standing there dumbfounded, what did it an, acting so mysterious?!
Gu Lisheng snorted coldly, not daring to speak harshly at this ti, the situation was stronger than people, when the myriad troops returned, they would first suppress this toad!
"Lisheng... let's just squat here for now."
Song Heng pressed Gu Lisheng's arm, very calmly, "There are too many peerless experts around, all are big figures in the heavenly domain, let's keep a low profile."
"Mm." Gu Lisheng nodded lightly, feeling a bit fearful, getting any closer, the sweeping gale would be enough to tear their bodies apart, making it impossible to enter.
Boom!
Suddenly, the mont Frog Daoist stepped into the Wild Battlefield, a terrifying pressure descended from the depths!
"Halt, by the order of the World-Destroying Elder, the Wild Battlefield is not to be entered."
The terrifyingly grand voice resonated like thunder, directly impacting Frog Daoist, and this voice was from the Saint of Slaughter.
He did not participate in the battle, nor did he want to follow Chen Xun, he simply admired and respected him.
With these words, the expressions of the Tribulation Crossing Venerables from various factions changed slightly, this World-Destroying Elder was so domineering, claiming the unclaid land under everyone's watchful eyes?!
But no one objected, all remained silent, so even turned away, the strike that overturned the Five Elents had cast a considerable shadow on their Dao hearts.
Even laws couldn't resist, laws were still within this world, but immortal arts seed to exist outside of it, each strike beyond the comprehension of cultivators.
Moreover, the power carried by that voice was undeniably that of a Tribulation Crossing Great Venerable, below immortals, above all beings!
Frog Daoist tilted the Clear Dust Grass in its mouth, a hint of dominance in its eyes, standing firm against the overwhelming aura as it spoke:
"Rakshasa clan, Giant Spirit lineage!"
"This Daoist is under the Great General of the Desolate Heaven from the Era of great slaughter among the myriad clans, the Chi Immortal General!"
"World-Destroying Elder and Black Bull of Destruction are old friends! Bearing the seal of the immortal general, do you acknowledge it or not!"
Frog Daoist spoke word by word, roaring toward the Wild Battlefield.
The words carried a world-shaking aura of slaughter, sweeping across the heavens and earth, even dyeing the distant sky blood-red, the sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling incessantly.
Boom!
As the words fell, a peerless ferocious rule Dharma Aspect rose from the ground, seemingly condensing the magical artifacts of myriad clans, gazing at the Saint of Slaughter, unafraid of the Great Venerable's might.
Buzz!
Whoosh!
...
The expressions of the Venerables from all sides changed, quietly leaving at this mont, the last trace of curiosity in their hearts completely extinguished, the Wild Battlefield had truly beco a place of great danger in the heavenly domain.
Even ancient beings from the Era of great slaughter among the myriad clans had awakened, and were under the command of an immortal general.
Such a fearso reputation was enough to intimidate all beings in the heavenly domain, the aura of ti was unmistakable, this Chi Immortal Toad was definitely from that era!
Deep within the Wild Battlefield.
The Saint of Slaughter trembled all over, eyes filled with disbelief, comparable to when witnessing Chen Xun and Black Bull...
Great General of the Desolate Heaven, Chi Immortal General...!
They have returned in this era...
The Saint of Slaughter stepped forward, sowhat lost in thought, yet his eyes still held a trace of inexplicable excitent.
Their race had once committed imnse slaughter against the human race, to truly quell the chaos of that era among the myriad clans... they had to send out those slaughtering clans to appease the anger of the myriad clans.
If these karmic debts were not repaid, the Era of great slaughter among the myriad clans would not be quelled, even the ancient immortal clan did the sa, severing their own limbs to appease the anger of various clans.
But the rise of the human race was too terrifying, the accompanying slaughter equally shocking, the karma caused among the myriad clans was beyond asure.
Either they dominated the Three Thousand Great Worlds, making the beings of the myriad clans dare not speak a word, walking a path to the end, or they severed themselves, but by then there was no retreat.
The Human Emperor had already burned his bridges, intending to ascend to the top of the myriad clans' ranking, establishing the human race as the strongest race in the world, the voice of the human race was the voice of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, where the human race went, the myriad clans followed!
At that ti, countless races followed, even heavenly true spirits, but ultimately they failed, the price was so painful, even Frog Daoist didn't know the later events.
Only the remnants hidden in the Wild Star Sea truly knew, their lineage was forcibly preserved by the Great General of the Desolate Heaven, sent into the star sea to eke out an existence.
But that one severed himself in the Boundless Great World, apologizing to the myriad clans, to lay the foundation for the heavens and earth.
The Ji family's Human Emperor's main line also severed themselves, apologizing to the myriad clans' beings, leaving only the Human Emperor!
Otherwise, they would be exploited by the united strong clans, the myriad clans crusading against the human race, all previous endurance and plans would be for naught.
The mistake lay in the human race not establishing themselves as the strongest race in the grand world, but the later remnants never blad the Human Emperor, ancestral legacies, not revering the heavens, not worshiping immortals, only revering the Human Emperor.
Even if given another life, they would follow without regret.
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