Capítulo 1617: Chapter 1616: The Dao Fruit Powerhouses’ Factions, Thirteen Dao Fruits Gather
The mont the eight crystal coffins opened.
Several powerful auras burst forth into the sky.
Although the figures inside had yet to appear, their aura was already subtly suppressing the entire world.
“Welco Ancestors out of the coffins,” countless Great Saints from the eight family clans bowed deeply and shouted in reverence.
To be recognized by so many Great Saints, it’s clear that the eight people in the coffins are undoubtedly Dao Fruit experts.
A light, almost imperceptible sigh sounded.
“Upon awakening, there must be so issue again.”
From the crystal coffins, eight figures slowly erged.
Among these eight stood elders, middle-aged n, and bizarre-looking children.
Despite their differing appearances, their powerful auras were uniformly the sa.
The flow of Rule Power around them emphasized their formidable identities.
Dugu Ling gazed at one of the elders.
Quickly responding: “Ancestor, the True Martial Holy Sect has been revived, and now they seek to challenge us again.”
“True Martial Holy Sect,” the eight turned their heads slowly.
“World-Weary, Three Blades, you are still alive.”
“If you old ghosts aren’t dead, how can we be?” the Three-Blades Great Saint sneered.
Though he was in the Great Saint Realm,
the prowess of Three-Blades Great Saint had long transcended the Great Saint level.
It’s said he can directly confront Dao Fruit experts,
surviving dozens of strikes from them.
To stand proudly as a Great Saint among Dao Fruit experts was indeed a reason for his prominence.
“What about the others?” One of the eight asked.
In their eyes, those Great Saints buried under the tombstones seed insignificant.
This was not arrogance.
For in the eyes of Dao Fruit experts,
Great Saints are like ants to a Great Emperor, tiny and weak.
For these eight, only the strongest forces of the True Martial Holy Sect were worth their attention.
These eight were the ancestors of the eight family clans,
including the Reincarnation Taoist Ancestor,
Creation Divine King,
Blood Prison War God,
Pure Yang Immortal Venerable,
Law Heavenly God,
Circular Mountain Giant God,
Three Lives Calamity Ancestor,
Qi Tiansheng.
These eight represented the ultimate powerhouses of their respective clans.
Each was capable of facing tens of thousands alone, unmatched in strength.
The Reincarnation Taoist Ancestor’s gaze was as piercing as lightning, scanning the side of the True Martial Holy Sect, passing over nurous tombstones.
Finally stopping at the last two tombstones.
For the other tombstones, those Great Saints had already erged by breaking free, only those two remained,
seemingly unaware, still enveloped by the Fate Principle, their powerful aura eternally resonating.
“Is it the Heavenly Candle and Light Holy Ancestor,” the Reincarnation Taoist Ancestor asked.
“Please step out to et us.”
“Reincarnation Daoist, long ti no see.” A cheerful voice ca out.
The direction of the voice was indeed from within the tombstone.
Looking closely, one could see a line inscribed on the tombstone.
“Tomb of Heavenly Candle Divine King, established in True Martial Year 274.”
“You hide so deeply,” the Reincarnation Taoist Ancestor said.
“How long do you intend to remain hidden now that we have erged?”
Speaking thus, the Reincarnation Taoist Ancestor waved his hand.
Vast Reincarnation Power erupted forth.
“Boom, boom.”
The firmant roared continuously, painting the void with its fury, as a Heaven-covering Great Palm carrying the power of reincarnation smashed towards the tombstone.
The giant hand landed on the tombstone.
The sky seed to shudder heavily.
The tombstone shattered instantly, and from within erged a peerless Great Demon.
The Great Demon spread its wings.
The heavens seed to darken.
The great palm dispersed.
“It’s been a while since we’ve t, Reincarnation Daoist’s temper is as fiery as ever,” the Heavenly Candle Divine King laughed.
He was not of the human race, but a Great Demon King of the Candle Race.
Though the Candle Race was among the Hundred Clans,
its size was extrely small, ranking among the top three least populous clans.
Even the slightest mistake could lead to annihilation.
The Heavenly Candle resembled a giant eagle.
Spanning a hundred ters, akin to a Western dragon, it bore two wings that blocked out the sun.
Its entire body was covered in overlapping scales.
Its head, resembling a vulture’s, was exceptionally sharp and aggressive.
Its claws were powerful and formidable, causing even the void to break as easily as tofu under them.
A subtle, mystical Rule Power flowed around it.
The most distinctive and striking feature was its pair of eyes.
One black and one white, they seed to pierce through everything and traverse past Epochs.
This was the Heavenly Candle Divine King.
As he appeared, the nearby Dao Fruit expert, Circular Mountain Giant God, snorted.
“Light, won’t you co out, or shall we invite you out?”
Upon those words, the figure of the Light Holy Ancestor erged from the last tombstone.
At this mont, the power of Light erupted forth.
It seed to illuminate this world, enveloping the firmant.
Much more than that, like a sun spanning eternity, from antiquity to now, witnessing the tides of change.
All things have altered, but Light remains eternal.
As the Great Dao of Light erged,
the Light Holy Ancestor gradually stepped out onto the firmant.
Clad in a golden robe, wherever he walked, he seed the most resplendent existence in the world.
His robe was no ordinary sight, untouched by dust.
Nothing in the universe, no matter how powerful, could taint its slightest light.
“Once, our ten families had ten Dao Fruit experts. And your True Martial Holy Sect had only a few,”
Circular Mountain Giant God snorted.
“So many years have passed, I’m curious to see what tricks you can muster now.
You once deceived heaven and sea, surviving for so long.
Now it’s ti to end it all.”
Upon hearing those words, the Light Holy Ancestor wasn’t angered.
On the side of the True Martial Holy Sect, indeed only he, Heavenly Candle Divine King, and the World-Weary Elder numbered three Dao Fruits.
He looked at Old Nanguo and Zhao Qie, asking: “Have your ancestors arrived?”
“Light Daoist friend, we have been waiting for a long ti.”
A peal of hearty laughter resounded.
Soon, from the horizon, two streams of light flew forth.
One stream was black and white.
The other was entwined with the Principles of ti and space.
The two streams of light flashed instantly, as if eons passed in a blink.
The next mont, they had already traversed from the horizon to Jueye Valley.
When the two streams of light settled,
it was discovered that this was Old Nanguo’s ancestor, the Three Lifetis Buddha, and Zhao Family’s ancestor, Overlord King Zhao.
Despite the seemingly common na of Overlord King Zhao,
in this world, he alone was worthy of the title ‘Overlord.’
The divine thods he practiced were the Divine Demon Visualization Chart, one of the ten great Divine thods.
Having mastered these divine thods, it was as if a Divine Demon walked the earth, able to tear apart Divine Beasts and trample through Jiuyou and the Yellow Springs with ease.
As for Nanguo Family’s Three Lifetis Buddha,
he cultivated the Past Sutra Trilogy.
The Present Tathagata Scripture, the Sutra of the Maitreya Past, and the Sutra of the Unborn Future.
With the addition of these two,
the True Martial Holy Sect’s number of Dao Fruit experts instantly grew to five.
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