Thinking about this, Zou Xiaoqin suddenly asked uncertainly, "Uncle Wu, do you an Mr. Yang is a man from the Devil Palace?"
"Is Mr. Yang part of the Devil’s Palace?"
Uncle Wu chuckled, "He’s the mortal enemy of the Devil Palace."
"Mortal enemy? Can he still live? Why hasn’t the Devil Palace killed him?" Zou Xiaoqin asked again, puzzled.
"Kill him?"
Hearing Zou Xiaoqin’s words, Wu Shu couldn’t decide whether to laugh or cry. He could only sigh deeply and say in a very serious tone, "It’s not that the Devil Palace doesn’t want to, but that it simply can’t! It couldn’t do it before, and now it has no chance."
"Just a few days ago, we received major news from the Holy Fire Sect. The headquarters of the Devil’s Palace in East Siberia was razed to the ground. All its mbers were annihilated in one fell swoop. Even Peng Zhenyuan, who was in the Devil’s Palace, did not survive!"
"Annihilated... It was annihilated? That’s the Devil’s Palace!"
Upon hearing Wu Shu’s words, Zou Xiaoqin, Hee Wen, and the other young people all gasped in shock.
Zou Xiaoqin muttered for a long ti, "Uncle Wu, then..."
"This... this is world myth. What about you?"
Watching Yang Tian directly sever the old man’s arm, and then standing domineeringly before the crowd, Zou Xiaoqin was left in stunned disbelief.
If she didn’t fully understand the details that Uncle Wu had ntioned earlier, and still couldn’t grasp the situation now, then she truly would be a fool!
Within the inner circle, Zou Xiang knelt and saw his daughter’s shocked reaction not far away, letting out a heavy sigh.
In truth, after confirming Yang Tian’s status, he had always been gripped by fear.
After all, this was a world myth.
Initially, he hadn’t anticipated his own hostility towards him, yet Yang Tianhui had paid him no heed.
Thus, at this mont, his greatest hope was for Yang Tian to rush into the cave of the Three Immortals Ruins and imdiately leave afterward.
To him, what treasures or opportunities mattered when it was about his and his daughter’s survival?
Though he had previously thought of forming an alliance with Kupeng in respect and had discussed it in depth, seeing the evident distance now, it was clear that Kupeng must have guessed sothing.
But amidst Zou Xiang’s sour thoughts, a sudden oppressive feeling began pressing down from the horizon, shocking him to silence.
He looked up and saw, not far from the horizon, a man with golden hair dressed in noble dieval attire, exuding elegance, yet with a pale complexion, mocking the void as he casually strolled forward.
"This... this is the power of a God!"
Seeing this scene, Zou Xiang gasped in shock.
The golden-haired man radiated strength and was undeniably imposing.
Clearly, only soone of God-tier could possess such presence.
"My heavens! Apart from Mr. Yang, is there another God among us?"
In Zou Xiang’s exclamation, the others responded quickly and even recognized the golden-haired man more directly:
"That’s... that’s him! Duke Green of the Blood Clan! I didn’t expect that he not only survived, but has ascended to beco a God-tier expert. And... he was the infamous Devil of France from three hundred years ago."
"Hahaha!"
Upon hearing the commotion, Duke Green laughed heartily, saying, "I didn’t expect the Duke to vanish from the world for so long, yet still have others recognize him! Not bad!"
As he spoke, his eyes gradually turned crimson as he turned his gaze toward Yang Tian, standing with his hands on his shoulders before the cave. With a sinister laugh, he said, "Mr. Yang, I’ve long heard the fad na! Today, I can finally witness it. Do you still rember Robert, who fell to your hand?"
Robert?
The crowd imdiately understood Duke Green’s purpose upon hearing his statent.
Previously, Yang Tian had been surrounded by five innate killers in Binjiang but managed to slay all five.
Everyone in the world knew about it.
While Alice, the sole survivor, wasn’t present on the scene, they all knew that among the slain individuals, one was Count Robert from the Blood Clan!
Duke Green now ntioned this clearly determined to avenge him.
But just as they anticipated Yang Tian’s reaction, Yang Tian spoke coldly and indifferently, "If you wish to follow in Robert’s footsteps, your arrogance will lead you to destruction!"
"Hahaha! Indeed, he is the world’s number one man."
Upon hearing Yang Tian’s words, Duke Green laughed loudly, saying, "But let’s see if your arrogance lasts until the end. Co forward, everyone!"
Others?
Hearing this, the crowd was shocked.
Does Duke Green have accomplices?
Are his accomplices as strong as him, capable of taking on Yang Tian? Are they God-tier too?
While these speculations brewed, a thunderous rumbling filled the air, followed by deafening laughter.
"Hahaha! Quite the boy to kill Wendy. Co, let’s see what you’ve got!"
With the voice fading, the rumbling converged into a hulking, bare-chested figure with steel-like muscles and a thick beard.
"Thun... Thunder King!"
Several Brits froze at the sight of the man, then collapsed in terror, trembling.
Those who knew the backstory gasped in horror. A hundred years ago, he almost annihilated all of Brittania, slaughtering millions in a spree. Now... he has returned!
Killed millions with thunder?
As they heard this, all eyes shifted to Thunder God in fear and awe.
Not just because of the devastation he wrought, but because his current presence in the sky matched Duke Green—a God-tier presence through and through!
Two Gods against Yang Tian?
Although Yang Tian had killed God-tier beings before, it was always one on one.
The last of the Evil Spirits? Kate’s master, Saturn?
A black-robed figure shattered the void before nine other Gods, leaving everyone speechless.
So glimpsed at him, guessing, "Kate’s master? Is it Kate, the top na on Dante’s reward list?"
Upon hearing these speculations, everyone instantly understood.
Yang Tian had disappeared for more than a year in South Africa—a tale widely whispered among international practitioners.
Before the disappearance, rumors claid Yang Tian had single-handedly wiped out all six nas on the Dante reward list, including Windy and the Ice Snow Queen.
Among those slain, the strongest and most enigmatic was Kate, the Evil God!
The man in front of them wearing the black robe might actually be Kate’s master... The last Evil God!
But soon, they abandoned their thoughts.
Because before them stood...
Ten Gods.
Since the ergence of great weaponry over a hundred years ago and the establishnt of global checks and balances, powerful Divine Spirits had vanished from the scene one after another. Even the secular world began believing that there were no God-tier beings left!
Yet now, on this small island, ten mighty Gods had gathered.
If you add Yang Tian, the world myth, that totals eleven Gods!
This was undoubtedly the most Divine gathering anyone had ever witnessed.
And those from the inner circle, once considered legends among re mortals, felt the crushing weight in their hearts.
If they had been awe-inspiring in the presence of innate killers earlier, now, before eleven God-tier experts, they were nothing more than ants.
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