All heavens, let's begin with the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power!

Chapter 71 Ying Xiaoxiao

Wei Lin, the young god of the Celestial Clan and the divine son of the Western Forest Clan, was accompanied by a large group of divine sons and holy daughters from other clans.

Not all of them were Earth's former enemies.

There were also those who were very interested in the story of the rise of unparalleled geniuses from the ruined land, and came here specifically because they knew about the history of this planet.

Once the eleventh most powerful star in the sky, renowned for its magnificence!

Now that it has revived again, could it be that another invincible powerhouse is about to emerge?

This is generating a lot of buzz.

Not only did the Celestial Race, the Western Race, and the Mechanical Race—former enemies and traitors—pay attention to it, but even the Taoist Race, the Buddhist Race, and the Sub-Immortal Race were not without their attention, and curious young people left.

"The younger generation should naturally make the decisions."

Many forces seem to have reached a tacit agreement: most of those who came were young people who came to this planet in search of opportunities, while the older generation of experts, including those at the level of Quasi-Saints and Saints, did not appear.

The reason is simple: the current results are not enough to alarm the higher-ups.

If we disregard the massacre in the Penglai Secret Realm, from the outside perspective, Yang An's display of power was the one time he killed a prince of the Great Qi Dynasty with a single spear thrust. That was nothing special, as the Great Qi Dynasty was not even ranked among the many powers.

Even the most powerful stars in the heavens cannot enter, so what is one of their princes?

Yang An made a trip to the Penglai Secret Realm and used the God-Demon Seal after taking action. Although some members of the Celestial Clan wondered why there was no news from the servants, they did not launch a major operation to investigate the reason behind it.

Frankly, it's not worth it.

They're just stray dogs roaming freely; why would I really care?

"The mere Divine Elephant King is nothing special; why would the two Divine Sons need to intervene?" One of the accompanying Holy Sons spoke up, his strength astonishing, having reached the late stage of the Visualization Realm, even stronger than the princes of the Great Qi Dynasty.
Many people came with the intention of currying favor, and even Wei Lin, the divine son of the Xilin clan, had no shortage of followers.

The Xilin Clan is a lineage of traitors from ancient Earth, but they have long since become a force to be reckoned with. Wei Xilin, the former commander of the Xilin Legion, has already attained enlightenment and shines throughout the heavens. The clan's potential is astonishing, and many other races are optimistic about them.

"Tsk."

A silver-haired little girl from the Asura Clan clicked her tongue, looking somewhat disgusted. "What are you all bragging about? Aren't you ashamed?"

"Go, Earth's little brothers! Teach them a lesson!"

She was encouraging everyone across the starry sky, and no one around could hear her, not even the young god of the Celestial Clan, Wei Lin, the divine son of the Xilin Clan.

This is because of her special identity; she comes from the Asian Fairy Clan and is a core member of them. Her real name is Ying Xiaoxiao.

His elder brother, Ying Wudi, is ranked among the top ten prodigies of the younger generation, and his elder sister, Ying Zhexian, is even more famous. She is the third most beautiful woman in the starry sky, and her strength is also astonishing.

She sneaked out to join the fun and came to Earth.

On the Starry Sky platform, her sister also made a harsh statement, saying she would teach her a lesson.

However, Ying Xiaoxiao clearly didn't care at all. The story of a peerless genius rising from a desolate place really appealed to her, and she was willing to take a beating for it. It was just a pity that the other party's fate would not be good.

Young prodigies from various races descended, all for him. Ying Xiaoxiao sighed, able only to offer encouragement, but powerless to change the situation.

"Is someone cheering me on?"

Yang An looked up at the sky and heard these words, his expression turning strange.

"Then I'll take good care of you when you come down." After finishing his chores, Yang An sat quietly on the world's highest peak, Mount Everest, where he could almost pluck the stars from the sky, his mind clear and serene.

Before we knew it, a heavy snow began to fall from the sky.

A cataclysmic change has begun; strange phenomena are occurring throughout the Earth, even the perpetually hot equator is covered in ice and snow. "Despair is about to descend!"

In the starry sky, the young god of the Celestial Race spoke with disdain, waving his hand. Followers stepped forward and forcibly squeezed into Earth's space, saying, "I want to see the head of the Divine Elephant King and add it to my collection."

"Our home planet is overgrown with weeds; it's time to clear it up to welcome our Xilin Clan to take over." Xilin Clan's divine son, Wei Lin, also smiled as he summoned a relic from ancient Earth and opened a passage.

In the ancient war, their clan betrayed them at a crucial moment, possessing many of Earth's most precious treasures and secret techniques. Naturally, they had ways to enter and exit, constantly reaping the benefits.

Ying Xiaoxiao covered her eyes and muttered softly, "Oh no, oh no."

I can't bear to look at the bloody scene that follows.

At this moment, snow was falling all over the earth, but several large cracks appeared in the sky. Followers were the first to enter, their figures manifesting as towering figures, each one resembling an ancient god or demon.

"Humans on Earth are born with original sin! They must be cleansed!"

They were utterly unscrupulous, their tone cold, their words like judgments, and the group at the head claimed to be descendants of the Star Knights.

These people were all traitors in the past. They turned against their own side and blew up the earth, slaughtering countless people, sparing not even the old, weak, sick, and disabled. Their methods were far more cruel than those of the Celestials, and they specifically hunted down the remnants of the earth's inhabitants.

Yang An was speechless. He didn't know how Yao Yao's grandfather and his people had raised so many traitors and ingrates.

There is more than one descendant from beyond the stars; people are breaking in from all directions.

Intense energy fluctuations and golden ripples appeared; some were lucky enough to enter, while others were tragically wiped out by the will of Earth.

In an instant, flames erupted everywhere, thunder roared, and the world seemed to be on the verge of destruction.

Countless people lived in fear and anxiety, and even the word from heaven could not soothe their hearts.

Many people prayed silently.

"The Divine Elephant King!"

"Great Lord of Heaven, please grant salvation!"

"The darkest hour has arrived. Where is the dawn? Is there really any hope for Earth?"

Even the notoriously cunning and calculating Holy Knight Schiller in the Vatican couldn't help but kneel before the newly erected statue of Elephant King, as devout as a saint.

Only when the beings from beyond the realm truly arrive will they know what kind of beings they are facing.

It was not something that could be resolved through exchanges of benefits or by currying favor; rather, it was destined to result in rivers of blood and complete slaughter, with no one, regardless of status, able to escape.

"Hahaha, where is the Divine Elephant King!" The extraterrestrial invader who had barged in roared excitedly, his head held high.

The young god of the Celestial Clan stood atop the clouds, his gaze disdainful. "It's time to wake up from your dream. A clueless prodigy who emerged from a desolate land can't change anything."

Even if they come out, so what? With so many extraterrestrial invaders, can one person protect the whole world?

Yes! Of course you can!
"To suppress the entire world with one's own power! What's wrong with that!"

Yang An remained indifferent. Only the weak make excuses for not being able to do something; the truly strong have nothing to fear from challenges.

On Mount Everest, true energy scattered, and three hundred and sixty-five humanoid true energy figures emerged, each a thousand times more powerful than the humanoid true energy condensed at the Qi Sect realm.

If it was comparable to the carefree realm in the past, then now that it has snatched life from the sky, it is comparable to the realm of beautiful visions and the realm of celestial banquets!
A dark golden figure erupted, like a comet striking the moon, unleashing countless spears of the underworld gods, giving the extraterrestrial invaders their deepest despair at their most arrogant and rampant moment!

Countless bursts of blood erupted in the sky!
(End of this chapter)