“The human race can only avoid being exterminated by becoming a subordinate of all races.”
Zhetian World, Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory, outside the Yaochi Holy Land.
The cold voice of the ancestor king echoed in the ears of all the people in Yaochi, and it was bone-chilling.
In the stone forest, since he came to this world, Tang Hao has been watching the show behind the scenes.
There was no way, Jiang Taixu hadn't appeared yet, and he didn't want the plot to change because of his appearance.
Fortunately, things were developing as he expected. Although there were some minor changes, they were not harmful to him.
After lazily moving his body, he began to walk step by step towards the outside of Yaochi.
The Saint of Yaochi and Li Changqing, who had lost their Wu Nian aura, appeared in the stone forest again, but no one noticed them.
Because after King Nazu finished speaking, the sky in the distance began to dim.
In the sky above Yaochi, the joy of the major human clan leaders because Jiang Taixu casually cut off the arm of the ancestor king was quickly fading away.
Instead, there was greater despair than before.
"I am Tai Ming, here to observe the human race."
"It's a boring event, why are humans struggling?"
"I heard that the human race still has a great emperor alive in the world? I would like to see how it compares with the emperor of my ancient race."
A series of indifferent voices fell from the horizon and spread into the minds of every human monk.
The sky is dark and the sun has no light.
Ancestor kings appeared outside Yaochi. Each one exuded an aura that was superior to Zhan Dao, cold and depressing.
The bell rang again, but this time, all the people seemed to be unable to hear it, and their expressions were dull.
One after another, bodies breathing terrible auras stood side by side. It seemed that the entire sky was affected, and a soul-stirring mountain of corpses and a sea of blood covered the sky and the sun!
"Is this... is this an outburst?"
Looking at the ancient figures outside Yaochi that seemed to be able to crush thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the Man King murmured to himself, even the bitterness could not rise.
Only now did he finally understand how big the gap was between the human race and all races.
Compared with the forty groups of bodies that looked like gods and demons, Jiang Taixu, dressed in white, looked so thin and lonely.
"You are extraordinary, but no matter how extraordinary you are, you are still a human being."
"Even the Great Sage cannot fight against all races on his own."
"What's more, our clan has a great sage resurrected."
At this time, the human monks could no longer tell who was speaking. All of them looked ashen, and many even showed a look of self-mockery.
Above the sky, many of the cult leaders who had saluted Jiang Taixu before were silent at this moment.
The words "Great Sage Resurrection" have completely shattered the last hope in their hearts.
Even the Holy Lord of Yaochi, who controlled the Green Golden Pagoda of Immortal Tears, loosened his hands.
She could feel that there were two auras in the distance that were terrifying enough to compare with the Jidao Emperor's soldiers, facing Yaochi from afar.
The sky and the earth were silent, and no one noticed that an indifferent figure was walking towards the outside of Yaochi step by step.
At this time, everyone's eyes were looking at Jiang Taixu, the one-faced forty ancestor king.
Perhaps he did not expect that so many ancestor kings would appear in this grand gathering of all races. A faint smile appeared on his handsome and flawless face, "So many ancestor kings are really awe-inspiring."
Even so, his body still stood in place, never taking a step back.
An inexplicable aura suddenly appeared outside Yaochi, and a breeze blew from the sky and the earth, once again dispelling the overwhelming oppression.
Tang Hao, who was about to walk out of the Yaochi area, raised his head slightly and looked at Xi Baiyi with surprise.
He could feel that the aura exuding from the other person's body at this moment was actually somewhat similar to his own.
Heaven and earth have Qi, and Qi empowers living beings.
Understand the sun and the moon, and cultivate the righteousness of Haoran.
Suppress the evil spirits from all directions, and spit out the clear wind and return to the clouds.
The aura manifested on Jiang Taixu's body at this time was exactly the same as the aura Tang Hao had comprehended when he was running the Haoran Zhengqi Art.
"If the human race wants to have a say in this grand gathering, it needs to show strength similar to ours."
"The law of the weak is the eternal law. You know you are invincible, but you still insist on having your own way?"
A strong person will be respected wherever he goes, and Jiang Taixu is no weaker than anyone present.
An ancestor king spoke calmly, his eyes dim and flickering, as if he was trying to persuade the god king to give up.
"You're right. It's normal for the weak to prey on the strong. Since you don't want to sit down and talk in detail, let's talk based on our strength."
Facing the ancestor king's persuasion, Jiang Taixu shook his head gently, his voice still calm and without any disturbance.
The words fell, earth-shattering.
Everyone looked at Xi Baiyi in disbelief, their minds buzzing!
No one thought that even in the face of forty ancestor kings, Jiang Taixu would still choose to fight to gain the right to speak for the human race!
This is not one or two statues, but a total of forty!
No matter how extraordinary the God King is, how can he stop him?
Above the sky, the Emperor looked at Jiang Taixu who was alone, his frown never relaxing.
From the beginning, he did not believe that the only human race that could be passed down from ancient times to this day was the saint in front of him.
It is precisely because of this that the original more than twenty ancestor kings were directly increased to forty by Wanzu!
Even the Great Sage has revived and is ready to come!
Hearing that the other party was about to fight, he silently retreated into Yaochi. Even he couldn't bear the aftermath of the fight between the ancestors and kings.
The great geniuses of the human race are gathered in Yaochi at this moment, and the Emperor of Heaven does not mind temporarily occupying the amulet of the Green Golden Pagoda of Immortal Tears.
Those forty ancestor kings didn't seem to expect that Jiang Taixu actually dared to fight!
In an instant, the magic words began to reverberate between the heaven and the earth, murderous intent filled the air, and terrifying qi machines were directed at the white-clothed Xi!
It can be said that if it were not for the protection of the Western Emperor Tower overhead, everyone in Yaochi, including the barbarian patron saint Xuanwu, would be prostrate on the ground!
The wind and clouds began to change color in an instant, and the black clouds covered the surrounding area of Yaochi with red clouds. There were thunder snakes flashing inside. The end was coming, and the entire Northern Territory seemed to be trembling at this moment!
Endless darkness shrouded the entire Yaochi. In the boundary between the desolate land and the dark sky, a snow-white figure still stood calmly, eye-catching and dazzling.
At this moment, a long and long sound of the piano suddenly sounded, spreading across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
At the same time, crystals suddenly appeared in the sky and the earth.
Jiang Taixu, who was standing in the void, had sat down cross-legged at some point. A guqin appeared in front of him, with petals flying and falling, and it seemed to be dyed with bright red.
"This is... God's Prelude!"
In the stone forest, Ye Fan, who heard the sound of the piano, seemed to have thought of something, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
Once upon a time, Jiang Taixu played this divine song and continued his path of spiritual practice.
And that time, the other party almost drained his own divine blood!
Could it be that today, the God King is on the road to death again?
Facing this change, the expressions of the great ancestor kings did not change at all.
They looked at the frail figure standing in front of them, and their cold murderous intent shot straight into the sky!
There is even an ancestor king who has raised his hand, preparing to strike with thunder!
"You don't overestimate your capabilities. Do you really think you are a young emperor, but can you defeat all enemies?"
"After this battle, the human race will no longer have the strength to resist all races. The ancient order of heaven and earth will be restored, and all races will rule the world!"
"The blood of a human saint... I haven't tasted it for a long, long time."
Faced with the ridicule of many ancestor kings, the human monks wanted to speak out to support Jiang Taixu, but the words reached their lips but they could not come out.
They are afraid of disturbing each other. At this moment, the outside of Yaochi is filled with deadly murderous intent. If you are not careful, even the saint will be completely destroyed!
However, just because they dare not speak does not mean that someone does too.
At this time, Tang Hao finally walked outside Yaochi, and the thoughtless mentality that had been permeating his body for many days began to dissipate.
Looking up at the condescending ancestor kings, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slowly floated into the air.
"Forty to one, tsk tsk, even I can't stand it anymore."
"Do you ancient tribe like to bully the minority so much?"
