By evening, almost all the forces had gathered. If this were a grand event, the entire valley might not hold so many people.
In reality, though, the number of attendees was just four to five hundred thousand, with nearly half being Level Eight or Level Nine perfect beings.
Actually, everyone knew deep down that, given today's scale, trying to fish in troubled waters was nearly impossible. Playing it safe wouldn't work—getting a treasure or two here would require relying on one's own strength!
"Seems like everyone's here!" A burly man stepped out from the crowd.
He was about five ters tall, with skin that had a hint of red beneath its darkness, exuding a fiery aura that was imnsely oppressive.
"This guy's strong." Zhang nglong looked at the burly man, trusting his gut instinct that this man's strength could likely rank in the top ten among all the perfect beings!
As for Alchemists and Artifact Refiners, their personal strength isn't very top-notch, and Array Masters need the power of formations to exert the strongest combat power. Clearly, there's no ti or condition to prepare formations now.
"You're right," said Drake, who knew these bigwigs as the future successor of the Dark Magic Master Association. "He's the leader of the Titan King's throne. I don't know his original na, but he's known as the Titan King."
"Titan God Race? They also existed in my old world!"
"It's different," Drake said, having heard Zhang nglong talk about being from a small world experint field. "In the main world, those experint fields sow life seeds that are all artificially synthesized. The so-called Titan God Race was created by deconstructing and artificially synthesizing their genetic sequences."
"What the hell? Does that an I'm an Artificial Human too?" Zhang nglong suddenly felt a bit repulsed by himself.
"The Titan King's bloodline truly descends from the real Titan race of the Cang Yuan Era."
"But wait, didn't everyone from the Cang Yuan Era die out? How did they leave offspring?" Zhang nglong asked curiously.
"I heard that to preserve the last bloodline, the Titan race of the Cang Yuan Era sacrificed their lives by channeling all their life force into a heart," Huzi said. "They used their entire race's sacrifice to maintain a beating heart; probably this bloodline was inherited by the Titan King."
"Really? Respect to such a race—it takes incredible resolve and decisiveness."
"But how do we know the Titan race wasn't developed from life seeds sowed by so more advanced civilization?"
"Uh..." Drake was montarily speechless—if Zhang nglong argued like this, he had no response.
"Almost ti. Let's get started!" A few more people walked forward, indeed the ones Drake had introduced earlier.
These individuals who stepped up were among the Level Nine perfect beings with substantial status and representation, either due to sheer strength or significant influence.
"I know so of you here are still thinking about fishing in troubled waters, but you'd better think it through. Do you have the ability to do such things before so many Level Nine perfect beings?" The Titan King scanned everyone. "Level Eight perfect beings and below should leave on their own; those here just for fun have had their ti."
"Sigh!" A wave of sighs ran through the crowd. Since the Titan King had spoken, what could they do? Staying would be disrespectful.
He's a decisive and fierce person, with little patience except for the Pill Hall and the Hundred Refinent Empire folks, and everyone else gets no face from him.
The big shots' juniors also withdrew, those who hadn't directly left still showed their stance.
Seeing this reaction, the Titan King nodded in satisfaction.
"You three still not leaving?" The Titan King's aura locked onto Zhang nglong's trio, and the surrounding people imdiately kept a safe distance, "Whose juniors are you that you'd ignore my words?"
"It's him! Zhang nglong!"
"That wanted person from the list!"
"I saw him once; I'd never mistake his aura!"
In the crowd, quite a few Great Magicians from the Ainos Land of Inheritance recognized him; they'd suffered much at Zhang nglong's hands, even extorted.
Zhang nglong had only changed his appearance, not concealed his aura, so he was recognized imdiately.
"You dare co to this place?"
"Are you qualified to be here? Fine, let's settle old scores!"
"Respected leader, this brat stole Ainos's legacy last ti!"
Zhang nglong's appearance caused so chaos at the scene, with people accusing and seeking revenge, turning them into the focus of the crowd.
"Oh, so it's you guys!" Although many hadn't t Zhang nglong, they'd heard his na.
Robbing thousands single-handedly isn't sothing just anyone can do.
Rember, Zhang nglong was rely a mid-level Magician when it happened, a Level Two perfect being, while many Level Seven and Eight perfect beings ca for the Ainos legacy—this fact alone sparked great interest in him.
"Level Six perfect being? How is this possible!"
"It's been so short a ti! How could he have advanced four life levels? Impossible!"
"Is there sothing off about him?"
"As a Level Two perfect being, he could match Level Seven perfect beings—now can't he compete with Level Nine perfect beings?"
"Is this kid really as powerful as you say?"
"Kid, do you also want a piece of the Heroic Spirit Tomb?" The Titan King looked at Zhang nglong, revealing a playful smile.
"Titan King, how about handing this kid over to ?" Another Level Nine perfect being approached the Titan King.
"Quickly resolve it and don't waste ti," the Titan King agreed, quietly stepping aside.
"Who are you?" Zhang nglong looked at the man, finding his facial features strangely familiar.
"The Yege Dynasty—you won't forget it, right?"
"Oh, you're the father of that useless Prince?" Zhang nglong laughed, "Really hitting the old after hitting the young, huh? Where's your son?"
"I'll give you a chance," the Yege Dynasty Emperor said. "Return every item you extorted and then commit suicide to atone; otherwise, I'll show you things more terrifying than death!"
"You can talk a lot of shit, huh?" Zhang nglong retorted. "How was it extortion? It was everyone's generous contribution to let my Warcraft friend have dinner!"
"Enough, I have no ti for your nonsense," the Yege Dynasty Emperor clearly lacked patience. "Kill you, then retrieve the items from your corpse—sa outco."
"How about we make a bet?" Zhang nglong proposed. "If you win, I'll return everything and commit suicide. If you lose, you have to take five Tathagata Divine Palms from !"
"Hahaha, bet what?"
"Bet that you can't kill !"
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