The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 9: Beidou's new guest, bring a bowl to the table

In the Central Plains of Beidou, the Ziwei star fell and storms arose.

Just when the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell suddenly appeared during the Dragon Transformation Tribulation, creatures in another ancient royal family's Ten Thousand Dragon Nest were awakened.

"The feeling of my father's weapon...who is it?"

A figure with purple hair and a shawl revived and looked towards the Zhongzhou Immortal Palace. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he said, "Elder, please help me find out what happened around the Immortal Palace, and then we can go there together."

"I will follow the orders of His Highness." From the depths of the dragon's nest, an ancestor king flashed out, and the divine chains of order around him melted into a Dharma eye, and he began to deduce and observe the land of Zhongzhou.

No one expected that Wanlongchao, one of the seven royal families, would be attracted and start to move to Zhongzhou due to a slight change. Whether it will be a blessing or a curse is still unknown.

On the outskirts of the Immortal Palace, the spacecraft landed in this territory where interests had already been divided, attracting hundreds of races from the surrounding areas to gather, and their attitudes towards the human race were also polarized.

The more hostile ones have already believed that the interests of their own tribe have been infringed and want to drive them away; the slightly friendlier Silver Mountain tribe can only provide some information about the current situation.

"The Holy Emperor of Fighting has already attained enlightenment and even passed away. Is the timeline approaching the end of the ancient times? Why did the Ziwei people migrate so late?

And something's not right. The Saint Emperor's attempt to transform into the Immortal War Queen should have caused a major upheaval in the world, forcing the ancient myriad races to prepare to seal themselves. Or was there a buffer period in between... or something else happened that I'm unaware of."

Wang Hongwu frowned. Things were constantly changing. With the appearance of this butterfly, there was also some historical deviation. In his impression, the ten most powerful tribes and the ten most vicious tribes should have many overlapping tribes. Why did they separate now?
Could it be that because the great turmoil at the end of the ancient times has not yet begun, many ethnic groups are still surviving?
After reaching the secret realm of dragon transformation, his strength has greatly increased, but it is still not enough in the eyes of true powerful people, kings and even sages. It can only be said that he has stepped onto the stage for the younger generation of all races to compete for supremacy.

Although there were some small tribes with friendly attitudes, the other tribes that arrived were not so easy to talk to because they were involved in disputes over territorial interests.

Some creatures have even had conflicts, with an ancestral king descending from the sky, and a sanctuary-level confrontation has broken out.

"Interesting! You don't even have a Great Sage, yet you dare to invade the blessed land around the Immortal Palace? Who gave you the courage?"

The sea of ​​clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and a man with the title of Ancestral King (Saint King) walked out, staring coldly at the Taiyin Sect Leader. He had a strong and powerful body, silver hair like a waterfall, and a jade horn grew between his eyebrows, which curved like a dragon, was more than a foot long, and crystal clear.

The Silver Clan, one of the ten most vicious clans!

Some of the small tribesmen who came to watch were horrified and retreated a long distance, frightened by the vicious reputation.

There are even rumors that this clan is on good terms with the legendary ancient royal family, the Golden Cave, and has a very profound background. They also have another secret in coming to Zhongzhou.

"They are just bluffing. I thought they were creatures with transcendent bloodlines. It turns out they are just bullies relying on the power of others. They are born in human form and very weak! They are a waste of our time." Another ancestor king observed for a long time and suddenly his face turned cold. He was angry as if he had been deceived. He was actually a little afraid of these ethnic groups before.

The Ancestral King of the Fallen Feather Clan watched from afar and said with a meaningful smile, "Oh, one Saint King, two Saints, they can be called a royal family, but they were born with a different appearance, which is very intimidating.

It's a pity that the blessed land and resources around this fairy palace have been divided up long ago. Hundreds of races have lived in peace and order for thousands of years, but these alien visitors have rashly broken the rules and want to interfere?
I don't think anyone would be willing to redistribute interests like this; it would only lead to bloodshed."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of Ziwei and the others changed suddenly. The thing they were most worried about had happened. The interests of the indigenous people were too deeply involved with them, and contradictions and conflicts were almost inevitable.

"The territory around the Immortal Palace has already been divided by us. What are these guys doing by interfering? Drive them out!" An old ancestor king in the distance sneered grimly, with purple hair draped over his shoulders and a circle of divine light flowing between his eyebrows. He came from the Valley of Gods, one of the ten royal families.

When he spoke, many creatures from the surrounding tribes showed fear and awe on their faces and retreated far away, because the Valley of the Gods was a large royal family among all the tribes. Although it had never touched the Heavenly King Clan, it was also extremely terrifying. It had no shortage of titled ancestral kings and was a glorious clan.

How brutal was competition in the ancient times? Thousands of races abounded, and those who managed to survive to this day had all experienced bloody wars. Wars between races often lasted for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. They were the cream of the crop; otherwise, how could their legacy survive? Growing braver with each battle, they were on the verge of becoming one of the ten great royal families, accustomed to grand occasions.

It is said that they also migrated from their ancestral land in the Eastern Wasteland, and have recently shown a trend of returning.

"Hey, the young generation of these guys doesn't look that good either. There's a sense of generational discontinuity." In the clan team at the back of the Valley of Gods, a creature with two snake tails on its back laughed strangely and swept over the group of young people.

At this time, the heroes of hundreds of races who came to investigate also showed up and stared over. At the very least, they were all veteran celebrities, and even those from the Xiantai Secret Realm were the main force, bringing enormous pressure.

Looking at the fluctuating strength of the Ziwei human race, some creatures sneered, "Is this the kind of people who want to compete with us? I'm afraid the great world of all races doesn't need so many supporting roles."

The younger generation of Ziwei couldn't help but show surprise when they heard this. The future would most likely be bloody. They had caught up with Beidou's glorious years and would have to fight against the geniuses of all races.

It can be expected that in such a great era, an extremely great being will be born, who will climb to the top by stepping on the corpses of all races, but he does not necessarily belong to the human race.

"A talkative idiot." Wang Hongwu glanced at him coldly, and a red sun suddenly rose behind him. Its light was bright and illuminated all directions, instantly isolating all the oppressive auras outside. The ancient tribe with two snake tails on its back snorted coldly when he saw this, and turned away. He came from a small tribe and was just dependent on the Valley of Gods and wanted to show his power.

Seriously speaking, he didn't dare to act recklessly here, otherwise if he was really killed by the sage, no one would stand up for him.

Puff! In an instant, a ball of blood exploded, and the creature died instantly, leaving no trace of its body.

"How dare you! Do you think we humans can be bullied?" The three saints, including the Taiyin Sect Leader, did not say a word. The one who took action was a semi-saint, who smashed the saint to death with just one sleeve from a distance.

Witnessing this, the ancestral kings of other tribes remained indifferent, as it was irrelevant. Some even frowned in disgust, thinking that it polluted the air.

"Clear the area. New here, there's bound to be some noise." Looking at the creatures of hundreds of races around him who had no intention of concealing their malice, the Taiyin Sect Leader spoke lightly with an expressionless face.

"Xu Kun." Wang Hongwu, who had been standing with his hands behind his back for a long time, raised his head and smiled slightly when he heard the words. It was finally the part he was best at.

"Puff!" As he finished speaking, a flash of golden light appeared. Xu Kun struck out from behind with a palm strike, severing a creature from hundreds of races, shrouded in demonic energy, at the shoulder. Half of its body flew up, scattering in large amounts of blood.

Then Xu Kun opened his mouth and spit out a black sword of energy, which pierced through the young creature who had just been shouting. His chest was first sunken, and then his bones exploded all over his body, and bones and flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

"Who is this?" "What a strong cold air!" The attacking creatures were surprised, and then shouted, and hunted down the candidate saint of Ziwei Sect from all directions.

Xu Kun said nothing. As the Taiyin Mother Sutra was activated, a strange phenomenon occurred, where a hundred feet of land was frozen. At the same moment when the enemies were frozen, he swung his Fang Tian Hua Ji violently, cutting all of them in half. Blood splattered, dyeing the grass and trees red, and a blood mist rose.

To capture a thief, first capture the leader! However, some observant heroes from hundreds of tribes discovered the difference between the primary and the secondary, and sneaked over in secret, intending to attack the Holy Son.

"You don't know what death is." Wang Hongwu didn't even bother to open his eyes. He swung his backhand and slapped the top of its head, sending it flying with a loud bang.

The crystal skull spun and jumped in the air, and a stream of white liquid stained with blood rushed up, and the corpse fell straight down.

It was really terrifying that a creature of the celebrity level couldn't even withstand a single move from him and was killed on the spot.

"Well, I just heard them calling you the Holy Son. I guess you are the leader of the same generation. You are also a royal family and have the qualifications to stand and talk with me." A nonchalant voice came from the blood mist.

A creature covered with green scales walked out on the broken bones, took a deep breath of the blood mist, and showed an intoxicated look. It was covered with fur and horns, with a ferocious face. It came from the Blood and Lightning Clan, a fierce royal clan with many saint-level ancestor kings and several saint kings in charge.

His royal blood gave him a towering majesty and a natural confidence. Although he was somewhat wary of these alien visitors, he remained assertive, confident that their group was not as powerful as his own. Furthermore, they were challenging the collective interests of hundreds of nearby tribes, and he faced a collective attack, like a flood against an ant nest, naturally appearing arrogant and domineering.

"Royal family, so great?" Wang Hongwu finally opened his eyes and glanced at it coldly. Although they were both in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, it was really hard for him to be interested in this guy. After all, his bloodline was not very unique, and his cultivation was only four more transformations than his own.

If Xu Kun hadn't been fighting with other guys, he wouldn't have bothered to deal with it himself, he really looked down on it.

"Hey, how powerful are we in the Blood and Lightning Clan? We'll make you kneel..." The famous figure of the Blood and Lightning Clan opened his mouth and was about to mock, but with a bang, before he could finish his words, Wang Hongwu punched him. The smile of this royal creature who had transformed into the seventh stage of dragon transformation froze immediately, half of his body was blown up, and his blood and bones were evaporated into thin air by the terrifying flames.

Then a big foot fell from the sky and stepped hard on its head, forcing its entire body to kneel down and crawl in front of Wang Hongwu.

"Stop talking nonsense. You've already knelt, so just go and die." Wang Hongwu frowned in disgust, and exerted force with his feet, trampling the young man from the Blood and Electricity Royal Family into a pool of meat paste.

"You dare to kill the royal family!" The creatures of the Blood Lightning Clan were shocked and angry. This young man from the royal family died suddenly, and they would be buried with him. The rules of the Blood Lightning Clan were very strict!
However, Wang Hongwu was very compassionate. After hearing about their difficulties, he turned around and threw a punch to help them eliminate the disaster and solve the problem. The sound of his punch was like a tsunami, deafening and deafening. One punch after another, like waves rolling across the sky, making people's ears buzz.

Puff! Before the two creatures could escape, they were blown apart on the spot. Their flesh and bones evaporated, turning into a bloody mist that dissipated between heaven and earth.

Everyone gasped. These were two living beings standing in front of the fairy platform, but they were nothing in front of the Son of the Sun God. They couldn't even block a punch and were shattered into pieces in the sky.

Not to mention others, even the royal family's Elder Xianyi had his pupils contracted, his hair flying, and unfolded the True Demon Realm. He actually felt threatened by this young man who had transformed into a dragon three times?

How is that possible!
Could it be that he has touched upon the legendary Eight Forbiddens?
Under the influence of the forbidden numbers, his own strength was greatly reduced. He was confined to the spot and unable to exert his combat power. Was he in danger of being attacked? Before he could think carefully, another unexpected change occurred at the place where the saint and the ancestral king were confronting each other.

The saint of the Human King Palace flicked his sleeves, and suddenly thousands of petals were seen flying in the air. Each one was as clear as a diamond, so gorgeous that it made people lose themselves. Mist was rising and divine aura was shining everywhere, as if a god was about to be born.

Purple Star Emperor Flower! Wang Hongwu's heart trembled. This extremely poisonous flower only needs a trace to poison a leader-level figure.

"These are the kings of the Purple Star Emperor Divine Flowers. Just a single ray of rosy light will cause your soul to wither. No matter how great a hero you are, you will perish. Even if a rare talent survives, it will affect your hopes of achieving enlightenment. Even a saint will be poisoned!"

The titled Ancestral King of the Valley of Gods recognized this horrible poisonous flower. Its reputation was not only spread on the ancient star Ziwei, but also spread throughout the universe.

The King of Purple Star Emperor Divine Flowers has a few more words, but its power is many times stronger. If a ray of light hits it, the soul will wither and die. It is extremely terrifying.

In this world, generally no one would use this kind of magical flower, because it is too vicious, unacceptable to the world, and condemned by everyone.

"Everyone, are you interested in sitting down and talking?" Taiyin Sect Leader used this as a basis and glanced at the ancient saints who had gathered together, hoping to buy a chance for the human race to catch its breath.

However, the main theme of this land is very cruel. These ancient clan ancestors shook their heads indifferently and lowered their voices, "Outsiders, you are outsiders. It is impossible to try to encroach on our interests.

One Saint King and two Saints can indeed be ranked among the popular royal families, but unfortunately, we have quite a few royal families here, so wait for the declaration of war."

The more radical Zu Wang sneered, "Sit down and talk? That would be too much trouble. Wouldn't it be better if we join forces to kill you and enslave you, then harvest your resources? It would also save us from giving up some territory and profits."

This is indeed the truth. We can even take advantage of this siege to destroy some unnecessary small tribes, reduce the power of competitors, and thus separate a large piece of profit, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

Hearing this, Ziwei and the others couldn't help but frown. It seemed that there was no way to resolve the matter peacefully.

The three sages looked at each other and were about to speak, but they saw these ancestral kings snorted coldly and left with a wave of their sleeves, leaving no room for negotiation.

"We were negligent. We didn't expect the territory in this area to be so compact. It seems we have landed in an extraordinary blessed land."

"If the enemy comes, we will stop him; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. At worst, the heaven and earth will live together and this place will be sunk!

I don't believe they're still unwilling to talk after so many casualties!"

"For now, we should see if there are any other tribes we can communicate with normally and collect more information."

After a brief silence, they started to prepare again. The Ziwei people had just arrived in Beidou and their situation was not very good. They immediately touched upon the interests of the local ethnic groups and made enemies with some royal families and fierce tribes.

But there is nothing they can do about it, because they are outsiders. If they want to reproduce and survive here, they must infringe on the interests of the indigenous people and break the original interest map. In the final analysis, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist.

If there was a Great Sage in charge of the accompanying spacecraft, these royal families would not dare to say a word and would even respectfully give them territory.

"Looks like we have a lot of work to do." Xu Kun was helpless. He was planning to make some contact with the demon clan first. After all, he was the descendant of Kunpeng. He didn't expect that before he could realize his ambitions, he would have to roll through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Wang Hongwu looked into the distance, gently stroking the broken bowl at his waist with his left hand, his eyes gradually calming down.

Some of the sacrifices this time were slaughtered.

But suddenly the wind started to blow, and he became aware of it. He looked towards a fruit tree in the distance, where a golden figure was squatting, holding a fruit in his hand and eating it with relish, while his fiery eyes scanned back and forth at Ziwei and the others.

"Friend, why don't you come down and have a chat?" Wang Hongwu spoke loudly. He had some guesses in his mind, but he still wanted to get a glimpse of the true face of Mount Lu.

However, the golden figure smiled lazily and said, "Hey, at this critical juncture, let's forget it. It's not suitable for us to contact them, and it will send the wrong signal to those tribes.

If you can get through this storm, it’s not too late to talk to you again.”

"What a big tone! Is he the master of this fairy palace?" Xu Kun was surprised. He sensed carefully, but suddenly found that he couldn't feel the other party's cultivation level at all. This meant that the golden creature was at least a powerful being in the second level of the fairy platform!
But how could she, who is not much older than him, have achieved such incredible things?

Is the ancient Beidou star really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers?!
“You are right, his clan is indeed the master of the Immortal Palace, and this lineage is called the Fighting Royal Clan.

Time has actually advanced to this point... The Holy Emperor of Fighting has passed away, leaving behind his younger brother and son, and the world is about to be in chaos."

At this moment, Wang Hongwu had already recognized that the person who came was the Holy Prince, but his expression became solemn.

Because the years after the Fighting Saint Emperor passed away were the most chaotic and darkest era in ancient times. Not only was blood shed on the land of Beidou, wars broke out between the royal family and the king's family. The eight tribes of gods took the opportunity to settle accounts with the Saint Emperor's lineage for the blasphemy against the Emperor of Heaven. Even in the depths of the starry sky, there appeared a dark era ruled by the Holy Spirit.

Fortunately, the ancient divine war that swept away many imperial soldiers and the followers of the Way has ended, otherwise the world would be even more chaotic.

But after that battle, the Immortal Cauldron was broken, the Sun Emperor Tower disappeared, the Moon Emperor Seal was broken and disappeared, and the Ziwei human race also suffered heavy losses.

Now no one can come to the aid of the human race that has descended upon Beidou.

Chaos is coming.

Added some secondary settings to address issues that were previously overlooked. Thanks to the book friends for pointing out the issues.
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