"The heart of your Huang Ting clan is different from others from birth, if used in dicine, it can prolong longevity.
If refined into pills, it can also enhance the quality of the pills.
And this ti, our Holy Court needs a large number of Hearts of Huang Ting to set up a great formation.
Connecting with the earth, leaving no way to heaven, no way to the ground, it can be said to capture everything in one fell swoop."
"The Holy Ancestor preached to our Huang Ting clan precisely for the Heart of Huang Ting," that voice seed sowhat incredulous.
To know all these years they have worshipped the Holy Ancestor as a god, devoutly.
Suddenly the god collapses, which is sothing no one is willing to accept.
"Otherwise, what did you think it was for? You do know how valuable your Huang Ting hearts are, right?
You don't understand the cri of having a treasure, do you?"
"Kill them all," that person seed too lazy to waste words.
Xu Zii listened to these conversations and walked into the ancient city enveloped in yellow sand.
Upon entering the city gate, the ground beneath was entirely covered with corpses.
This Huang Ting clan was different from the human race, their appearance extrely peculiar with uncoordinated features, always giving a strange sense of beauty.
After these people died, their bodies were being absorbed by the earth.
Born of the earth, buried in the earth, dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil.
Walking through the city gate, reaching the depths of the city, Xu Zii saw the scene within clearly.
Dozens of people in earthy-yellow robes had been forced into a dire state, each one seriously injured, clearly unable to hold on much longer.
And their adversaries, clad in golden holy robes, their eyes furious like the sun, their montum magnificent, like gods of heaven and earth.
Among this group of gold-robed people, there was especially one.
He was suspended in mid-air, not making a move, but rather overseeing like a battle supervisor, his gaze like lightning, observing the scene below.
Xu Zii's arrival instantly caught the attention of this person above.
He imdiately notified the gold-robed people below, who were originally in a lee, and they instantly spread apart.
The gold-robed person below took a step forward, looked towards Xu Zii, and shouted, "Who are you, the Holy Court is at work, quickly scram."
Although arrogant in tone, these dozens of gold-robed people were also fully prepared and wary of Xu Zii.
After all, the Huang Ting clan was already on its last legs, not posing any threat, but this person appearing suddenly was peculiar.
In a desert of endless yellow sand, who would deliberately co to this place?
Besides, this ancient city is deep in the desert, not sothing ordinary people could find.
Xu Zii smiled slightly, not angered, and replied, "Holy Court? The ones I love to kill most are from the Holy Court."
These words made the dozens of gold-robed people's complexions change slightly.
Each of them glared with fury, shouting "kill!"
Imdiately charging at Xu Zii, for the Holy Court is their faith, naturally can't be insulted like this.
However, Xu Zii didn't need to make a move at all, his aura spread, and just a trace of it suffocated these gold-robed people, making them kneel on the ground, completely suppressed without resistance.
"Boom..."
The gold-robed person above couldn't sit still anymore, if he didn't make a move, those below would likely be wiped out.
He stepped down, as if kicking away the clouds, pale-golden energy gathering on his right foot, like a golden pillar of the firmant.
"Rumble, rumble"
Xu Zii raised his right hand lightly, then fan it upwards.
That powerful force seed to shatter the void, directly sending the gold-robed person flying.
However, this gold-robed person reacted swiftly, adjusting his form the mont he was sent flying, stabilizing himself.
He looked at Xu Zii solemnly.
"Very strong, and surprisingly overwhelmingly so," thought the gold-robed person.
"What grudge do you hold with my Holy Court, isn't it better to resolve than make enemies? I can decide, can we not discuss whatever it is?"
The gold-robed person mulled for a long ti, ready to test with a gentler approach.
Of course, there are few in this world willing to truly beco enemies with the Holy Court.
Being able to nd this, they likely would be eager.
Upon hearing this, Xu Zii instead found it quite amusing and smiled.
He asked, "Can you really decide?"
"I am one of the Seventy-two Earth Fiend Generals of the Holy Court, I do hold so authority there," said the gold-robed person directly.
The Holy Court is led by the Holy Ancestor, among which the Seventy-two Earth Fiend Generals are the managers.
Within the Holy Court there's also the Immortal Gate, venerating the Immortal Lord, with Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Generals under its command.
This is the general division of power within the Holy Court.
Even the weakest of these Seventy-two Earth Fiend Generals possesses the Taoist Fruit cultivation, among them not lacking in Three Flower level experts.
This gold-robed person wasn't exaggerating, the Earth Fiend Generals indeed had a say.
Xu Zii smiled slightly, still finding it rather interesting, and asked again, "I am the Demon Lord, an ancient enemy of your Holy Ancestor.
Or to put it bluntly, your Holy Ancestor has sought to kill from very early on, yet has never stopped my maturation.
Can you help reconcile the enmity with the Holy Court?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the gold-robed people's expressions drastically changed.
The Holy Ancestor's enemy, how could this be reconciled?
Of course, that was no longer the key issue, the most critical was the Demon Lord...
The na of the Demon Lord spread throughout the entire Holy Court, a figure to be executed at all costs.
But the gold-robed person before him was aware of his own level, it was impossible to be a match for the Demon Lord.
Encountering him ant certain death.
Despite knowing this in his heart, a strong survival instinct still refused to let him give up without a fight.
He stepped into the air directly, escaping without a word.
Knowing it's impossible yet striving, that's it.
"Boom."
Xu Zii waved a big hand, and whatsoever Seventy-two Earth Fiend Generals, was directly wiped out by him.
The rule passed, the Power of the Great Dao, no one could resist.
"Thud..."
At this mont, all remaining people of the Huang Ting clan bowed down to Xu Zii.
"Master saved our Huang Ting clan, we cannot repay such great kindness, we are willing to follow master..."
"Your calculations are quite accurate, why would I need burdens like you to follow ," Xu Zii waved his hand, directly refusing.
However, he was quite intrigued by the Heart of Huang Ting.
From the dead of the Huang Ting clan, he dug out a heart.
The heart was dark yellow, like amber, crystal clear, the power within not strong.
But the Heart of Huang Ting was absorbing power incessantly.
Power from the earth itself.
Especially when placed on the ground, in close contact with the earth, its speed of absorbing earth power increased rapidly, like a bottomless pit, seemingly endless.
"A very fascinating artifact," Xu Zii noted.
"Our Huang Ting clan is an earth-born clan, protected by the earth, with advantages in earth cultivation surpassing any other race."
At this ti, the clan leader of the Huang Ting clan stood forward, voluntarily explaining.
"This so-called advantage lies in our Heart of Huang Ting, pitifully both our rise and downfall are due to it."
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