The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 52 Undercurrents, Kun Zhou Arrives

"Why haven't we seen the leader and the Holy Son in this period of time?"

"The two adults are still cleaning up the remnants of the Hundred Races Alliance. It is said that even the Ancestral King himself came to visit them but was not able to see them."

There was a bustle inside the gate of Ziwei Sect. Everywhere were gifts and visiting cards, as well as envoys from other tribes who came to visit. It had never been so lively before.

Even Xu Kun was overwhelmed and unable to cope with it, so he simply pulled out Wang Hongwu's two disciples, the Human King Body and the Guanghan Spirit Body, and asked them to go and receive some distinguished guests.

At first, people just thought that these were two seedlings with special physiques and did not take them seriously. However, when Xu Kun solemnly introduced that they were the disciples of the Great Sun King, the faces of the creatures of various races who had arrived suddenly changed, and their attitudes became kind and humble.

They surrounded the two people, calling them "little fairy seedlings" one by one, praising them from beginning to end, for fear of offending them.

"Master's reputation is indeed great. When all the races saw our human followers, they didn't look or act like this." The young man and the girl looked at each other, feeling quite surprised. Even some young descendants of the royal family felt a little uncomfortable in front of them and seemed a little restrained.

"Could the physiques of these two people also be related to the Great Sun King?" "Perhaps their level of terror is just as great, otherwise why would they be accepted as disciples?"

"Why do humans have so many special physiques? Are they similar to royal or imperial bloodlines?"

Many people were whispering and staring at the two children. They noticed the peculiarities of the Human King Body and Guanghan Spirit Body, and couldn't help but become suspicious.

Could they be the two little red devils in the future?
"Look, that's the Yunlan clan's leader. He's so proud of himself right now!"

"I know. It was originally a small tribe led by a Slashing King. By chance, they encountered the human race that descended from outer space. I gave them some help, and then they came together and became allies, reaping great benefits!"

"Hiss, I was wondering how his cultivation level improved so quickly. He's already become a semi-saint. It's really worth it to cling to the thighs of the human race. I'm so envious. He's been stuck in the path of beheading for hundreds of years!"

What attracted more attention and envy was the little-known Yunlan tribe. Just because they had made friends with the human race in the battle of Huaguo Mountain early on, they received great blessings and gave birth to a semi-saint.

It can be said that the existence of this tribe allows people to see more clearly the potential for friendship with the human race. When compared with the hostile alliance of hundreds of tribes, the clear difference naturally makes people understand what attitude they should express.

"Brother, you really make us envious!" "Now that you have achieved semi-sainthood, do you have any experience to share with us old friends?" The clan leaders of various tribes surrounded the leader of the Yunlan tribe and showed their goodwill, hoping to establish contact with the human race through his relationship.

Although the clan leader was a little excited, he also knew his place. He just smiled and said, "I'm just lucky. The Ziwei Sect is broad-minded and kind-hearted, which is why I am where I am today. You may wish to come into the hall and have a chat. There are many areas for cooperation in the future, hahahaha."

Upon hearing this, many representatives of the ethnic groups in the field came over. After all, the Ziwei Sect had replaced the Hundred Races Alliance and had the potential to become one of the top ten royal families in the future. Naturally, they wanted to curry favor with it.

"What a shame, the Great Sun King isn't here. I really want to see the demeanor of this world-shaking young king." Some people lamented not being able to see the protagonist of the event, but their attention was soon drawn to another announcement from the Purple Star Cult:

Dao Heart Fruit Festival.

Half a year later, the Ziwei Sect will co-host a grand event with the Douzhan Royal Family, inviting all races.

After this day, all kinds of news were flying around, all speculating about the secrets of the Dao Heart Fruit Festival. The various tribes that had been enemies with the Hundred Races Alliance also began to take action, hunting down the remaining tribesmen and conquering their property, in order to help the Ziwei Sect.

This is a tacit understanding. The entry of new forces will inevitably trample on the corpses of the former overlords to gain power. If the descendants of the former overlords are not completely wiped out, they will not be able to sleep or eat in peace. Especially for a vicious tribe like the Green Ghost Clan, which has offended too many people and has almost become a situation where everyone wants to kill them.

"Who could have imagined that a behemoth like the Hundred Races Alliance would vanish in just two years? Everyone underestimated the Ziwei Sect."

"Not only that, there are now hundreds of small tribes clinging to the Ziwei Sect, it's like a new Hundred Tribes Alliance."

For the past half month, the whole world was shocked. The collapse of the Hundred Races Alliance and the rise of the Ziwei Sect, coupled with the small actions of the four races, made many people think that the other hundred races were also destroyed by the human race, which caused a big wave.

For ordinary people, this is like the overthrow of a dynasty that has accumulated power for a long time and looks down on the world. The so-called sacredness and immortality will also come to an end one day, and even so suddenly.

Not to mention Zhongzhou, even in Donghuang, such a major event has not happened for many years. In this era, this is enough to be listed as one of the most influential events.

"This will be the beginning of the prelude to the great era of kings." Some people have already begun to record it in history books, intending it to be the opening ceremony of a new generation of great era.

In the Nest of Ten Thousand Dragons, among the snowy mountains above the abyss, the dragon girl stood barefoot in the silver-white, looking up at the sky quietly, with her purple hair loose, wondering what she was thinking.

"Taiyi, the Sun God King in Zhongzhou has caused trouble again. People always like to compare you with him, wondering when you will return from the Taichu Ancient Mine to fight him.

Only I know that you are already well and are practicing hard in seclusion. Once you return, you will surely create a new legend.

I just feel that, under the same starry sky, perhaps when I look up, I am also gazing at the same galaxy with you. Even though we are far apart, we can still feel each other. "

The dragon girl whispered. Although she didn't care, more and more people mentioned it, and everyone in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest started discussing it enthusiastically. They believed that Dongfang Taiyi could surpass the Sun God King, and they were always clamoring for his return.

Gradually, even the ancestral kings began to say so.

She didn't like this, so she came out alone and prayed for Dongfang Taiyi under the starry sky, waiting for his return.

In the Golden Cave, the legendary goddess stood under a divine waterfall, her entire body enveloped by 108 divine rings, even her hair golden. Her eyes were as deep as the ocean, gazing towards the direction of Zhongzhou. “What a fighting royal family! The Saint King took action to annihilate the Ancestral King, and the Taiyin Sect Leader came out of seclusion to become the Heavenly King, annihilating clans along the way. It was quite a feat.”

Unfortunately, the remnants of the four tribes have already formed a connection with the Ancient Emperor Mountain and Youying tribes, but my tribe cannot be used as a pawn. Even if the Golden King and the Great Sage Tong Dique are still kind to me, it's time for me to intervene."

Obviously, the royal family had the most thorough understanding of the situation. She already knew the whole picture of the matter and was ready to stop the Youying Clan from involving the Golden Cave again. She was very unhappy about this.

On the Blood Phoenix Mountain, the sound of bells and chimes echoed, but Huang Xudao was still sitting cross-legged on the blue stone, indifferent.

At the Primordial Lake, Yuan Gu rubbed an invitation in his hand with a strange look on his face. He whispered, "Dao Heart Fruit Festival? If it really has such an effect, I'm very interested. If it can promote the return of bloodlines to ancestral roots, that would be even better. My clan really needs it."

At the Dao Heart Fruit Festival half a year later, Yuanshihu was the only royal family invited. Because of their special situation, it can be said that their demand for such resources was extremely high, and they would be a big customer.

Moreover, if they could establish a good relationship with this clan, it would also help alleviate the plight of the Douzhan royal family. Therefore, after the Holy Prince discussed with Wang Hongwu, the current changes were made.

From the Huolin Cave, a strong figure stepped out and headed towards the Taichu Ancient Mine. Behind him, another slender figure spoke up, "Brother, are you going to the Taichu Ancient Mine again?"

"That's right, and I also had an unexpected gain the last time I went there. That Dongfang Taiyi did not die in it. He came out a long time ago and will reappear soon. By then, he and Wang Hongwu will be my targets." Huo Qizi turned his head, his aqua-blue hair burning like fire. He had already seen some clues and had determined his opponent after he was born.

He is looking forward to the showdown between the strong.

In Ancient Emperor Mountain, the descendants of the eight tribes of gods gathered together. In front of a huge magic monument, there were layers of thrones separated, and figures were leaning on them, discussing the affairs of Zhongzhou.

"I don't care about the grudges between the Youying Clan and the Douzhan Royal Clan. I just want Wang Hongwu to die, and the monkey who overturned the God's Dojo to pay the price."

"Don't be so anxious. Wang Hongwu must die, but we also need to study the secrets of him. The Ming Zun back then..."

"The supreme gods also left behind descendants, and they had many backup plans. At worst, we can use their nourishment to bring them out early, and then we can settle the old grudges from the mythological era."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Now that the bait has been laid and they've taken the bait, we can just use this as an excuse to make a big move."

One by one, the ancestral kings spoke, each with a different attitude and his own ideas. They also had different views on the fate of Wang Hongwu, but they all shared the same disgust for the Douzhan royal family.

Because the Fighting Saint Emperor had blasphemed the immortal gods, overturned his temple, smashed his altar, and punished Ancient Emperor Mountain, they had long harbored resentment. Meanwhile, at the border of Zhongzhou and the Eastern Wilderness, the migrating four tribes had appeared.

They sped all the way and met with the envoys of the Youying Clan and the Eight Tribes of Gods here. They slowed down a little after receiving protection.

"Have you received the news? Our clan has been destroyed!" "Damn Ziwei Sect, damn Wang Hongwu, just wait!"

Here, the ancestral kings who protected the tribe’s migration also received the news. They did not expect that the tribe’s land would be destroyed so easily, leaving nothing behind. They were furious.

In the depths of the wilderness, many mountain peaks seemed to have been chopped off by an axe, cut in half, huge ridges collapsed, and the scene was devastated, with dead branches and fallen leaves. This was a wasteland at the junction of the two domains, named "Fulongchuan".

It was here that the prodigy of the Silver Blood Clan, Yin Hualong, challenged the heir of the royal family, Yuan Gu. After the two fought here, Yuan Gu tore Yin Hualong apart and killed him, thus establishing his own reputation.

Since that battle, people finally understood how huge the gap was between the Heavenly King Family and the Imperial Family. They were not on the same level at all. It was terrifying.

The place name was also changed to Fuluchuan to commemorate this battle.

Now, Wang Hongwu and Taiyin Tianwang have also arrived. They stand in the sea of ​​clouds, overlooking the dense crowds of people below with grim expressions.

"There are eight tribes of gods and the ancestor king of the Youying tribe among them. They have indeed intervened." Taiyin Tianwang took a step forward, and a dark mist spread out, connecting the sky and flooding the earth, as if to block this area and start a killing.

"It doesn't matter if you interfere, just kill them all." Wang Hongwu was very direct, he dropped from the sky and started to kill, he raised his hand and pulled up a mountain range, there were more than twenty peaks, the Dao pattern covered it to form a lava volcano, then he smashed it down with force, bombarding it directly.

He raised his hand and threw the mountains, only to see a vast shadow descend from the sky, covering the many creatures below.

Who is it! The masters of the four tribes shouted angrily and fought back immediately, but they saw that the mountains were continuous, the peaks were getting bigger and bigger, and hot lava was ejected from them, falling from the sky like a meteor shower.

Ah! Screams were heard immediately. Most of the people in this group were those who had preserved the fire, so their cultivation was generally not high. Under this attack, thousands of lives were burned into charred torches on the spot. The original long dragon of human figures was directly burned into a fire snake. It was extremely tragic.

Until now, they didn't even know who had attacked. Only Wang Hongwu rushed out from the clouds, circled his arms inward, took two steps apart, and stepped on the mountain with all his strength.

Layers of dark mist spread out from his pores, and extraterrestrial power turned into waterfalls and surrounded him, surrounding him like a wolf running and a leopard leaping, a snake crawling and a crane dancing, changing his posture continuously, and then spread his five fingers as if to swallow the moon and drink the stars, and a stream of cold, sharp, and murderous air suddenly emerged.

"What kind of secret technique is that? So vicious!" It was just the opening move, and the creatures nearby felt their eyes and even their bodies were numb and frozen stiff. Then, thousands of swords and knives were stabbing inside, and the counterattacks that were originally prepared were delayed and could not be launched in time.

Three Yin Demon-Slaying Blades! Seizing this opportunity, Wang Hongwu swung his hand fiercely and slashed. Thousands of dark green blade beams whistled out, like a divine python attacking, directly penetrating the magic spells in the sky and hitting the human body.

The person who was stabbed only felt pain all over his body, his bones and muscles were sore, numb and itchy, and a sudden evil fire rushed up from the secret realm of the human body, burning his whole body red. There was a noise in his ears, thousands of voices came at the same time, and his brain seemed to be mixed into a paste, buzzing and noisy.

Even the powerful ones were in the same situation. They couldn't tell east from west and east from east. They were staggering like a drunk. Sweat was falling like raindrops. Their whole body was soaked. It was really uncomfortable.

The newly created magical power began to show its power. Once it was used, illusions arose, accompanied by severe pain, numbness and itching all over the body. In this process, as long as the mind was slightly confused, it would immediately be an illusion from which there would be no escape. The slightest trance would reveal the flaws.

Wang Hongwu took advantage of the situation and fell down. The flag of humanity was pulled out from the flames. With a sweep, he directly killed all the creatures in the solidified state, and a blood mist exploded in the sky.

He entered the scene directly and forcefully, sweeping across like a hurricane, leaving corpses all over the ground, and faced the Slayer head-on.

"Wang Hongwu!" The king exclaimed, and then saw the holy spear that once belonged to the Fallen Feather Clan appear in the other party's hand. The spear pierced through him and nailed him to death in the air.

Even a king cannot stop the attack of the holy weapon.

"The Red Demon King is here!" "They've actually caught up with us?" "Hurry up and ask the Ancestral King to take action!"

For a moment, the creatures of the four tribes were in chaos. They were frightened by Wang Hongwu's reputation and did not dare to resist at all. They all fled in disorder.

Even the Dao Slayers did not dare to step forward. The Saint Soldiers' intimidation was too terrifying. Even if they went forward, they would be destroyed. Only the Semi-Saints and the Ancestral Kings could deal with this boy now.

"Wang Hongwu, return our clan's holy soldiers!" An ancient king descended from the sky, like a fallen evil god breaking through the cage of the underworld, bringing with him monstrous demonic energy, and his thirty-six pairs of bat wings were as black as ink.

This is Tai Ming, the ancestor king of the Fallen Feather Clan, and the foundation of the clan.

"Boy, you still dare to come to my door? Do you really think that our royal family has stood for hundreds of thousands of years without any foundation?" An old saint king with a hunchback and disheveled purple hair stepped into the void. He had forty-nine pairs of divine wings on his back and was surrounded by hundreds of divine rings. The Purple Dragon Ancestral King of the Valley of the Gods also showed up.

"Swish!" Then, a soft cry echoed through the sky, and a blood-lightning spear with a coiled dragon descended from the sky, clanging. The Blood-Lightning Queen followed closely behind. She was wheat-colored, tall and muscular, yet also filled with murderous intent. She had red hair and bloodshot eyes. She gripped the dragon spear, stared at Wang Hongwu, and licked her lips. "You're quite handsome! If you hadn't angered so many people, I'd actually be tempted to take you in as my concubine."

They are all titled ancestor kings who have attained the status of sage kings.

Then, an ancient figure wearing scale armor and with a hexagonal head walked out from the direction of the Qinggui clan, known as "Qingming". Four ancestral kings with the title appeared in succession, and Taiyin Tianwang no longer hid his figure. He descended from the clouds and stared at them.

"After doing what you want, you want to leave calmly. There is no such good thing in the world." He said lightly, with murderous intentions in his heart. He wanted to destroy the four saint kings here, but it was not easy.

"This world is cruel. If you want to have a say, you must demonstrate equal strength. If you were a great sage, it would be fine, but unfortunately you haven't taken that step yet." Tai Ming Zu Wang spoke coldly, and with a flap of his bat wings behind him, a monstrous demonic energy suddenly rushed out, terrifying and frightening.

"Really? But I really want to give it a try. At least it should be no problem to kill some of you." Taiyin Tianwang was very strong and threatened directly.

Ha! Haha! Hahahaha!

"What a joke! We are all here, who can you kill?" At this moment, a burst of unbridled laughter was heard, shaking the sky and collapsing, and the sound spread thousands of miles away.

At the end of the sky, two titled ancestral kings suddenly appeared. They had tremendous magical powers, and their spirits surged like a sea of ​​​​gods, flooding the entire world.

These two saint kings are very powerful, with the eyes of eagles and the back of wolves, like two demon kings who have descended to the human world, looking down on the world.

"No one protected by my eight tribes of gods will die!" One of the titled ancestor kings was laughing loudly, shaking the four directions and causing the earth to collapse. It was obvious that he had ill intentions.

They are from the Sun and Moon Clan and the Kuntian Clan of Ancient Emperor Mountain, and are descendants of the Eight Gods!
"Where are the others? Come out together." Taiyin Tianwang looked around with an expressionless face. He saw the void shaking in the distance, and a middle-aged man wearing an imperial crown appeared. His gray hair was disheveled, and even his eyes were gray. As soon as he appeared, all creatures of all races trembled and couldn't help but kneel down.

He was wearing a moon-white battle robe, with fragments of divine gold embedded in the vital parts of his body. Between his eyebrows hung a black gold pendant that protected the immortal platform. It was real black gold with a dragon pattern, and it looked like a black sun blocking the way.

"Although I am not here for you, but considering we are fellow Taoists of the same level, it is okay to meet each other." The visitor spoke calmly, his blood boiling, as if he was in the golden years of the Fighting Saint King.

Meet Kunzhou Heavenly King!

As soon as he appeared, all the ancestral kings present bowed and paid homage to him, treating him as a senior with utmost humility and respect.

Wang Hongwu was shocked, and immediately understood who had arrived: the nephew of the divine being Dique, Kunzhou Tianwang!

"Kun Zhou." Taiyin Tianwang's expression became serious. He was praised as one of the beings with the greatest hope of becoming a great sage. He had come a long way on this path and perhaps he would take that step in the near future.

He is highly skilled in Taoism and is a great enemy of the Fighting Saint King, known as the second Dique.

I didn't expect that the Eight Gods and the Youying Clan would be willing to spend so much money to directly send down such a person to provide protection.

(End of this chapter)