Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

"I want to pull out the nail."

"First ask if my demon race agrees."

As the golden-feathered youth finished speaking, the demonic energy around the Beast Emperor Platform surged simultaneously.

The dozen or so demon prodigies dispersed.

The lineage of the Golden Roc King.

The Green Lion King's lineage.

The Crimson Ape King's lineage.

The Devouring Python King's lineage.

Descendants of the Black Tortoise.

Each one is of the sixth order.

Each one of them bears the bloodline markings of their ancestral court.

This is the ancestral home of the demon race.

Standing here, they can naturally benefit from the influence of their ancestral temple.

Shen Ye glanced at the gray-white door stud on Tianhuang's chest.

The nail vibrated slightly.

It's like drilling in little by little.

Tianhuang's voice was hoarse.

"The Crown Bearer".

"Don't delay."

"The third nail is devouring my guardian spirit."

The golden-feathered youth said coldly:

"Tianhuang, you've been guarding the platform for too long, and you've forgotten that you are also a demon beast."

"The Beast Emperor Platform was suppressed by the Ancestral Court for ten thousand years."

"It should have belonged to the demon race long ago."

Tianhuang raised his eyes.

"The Beast King Platform has never belonged to any one race."

"It belongs to the kind that can resonate with all beasts."

The young man with golden feathers turned cold.

"Therefore, it is even more unacceptable to give it to the human race."

He looked at Shen Ye.

My name is Peng Jiuxiao.

"Young Master of the Golden Roc Royal Lineage".

"The fact that you were able to pass the three tests for pilgrimage to the ancestral temple shows that you have some qualifications."

"Hand over the Beast King's Crown, the Crown Bearer's Order, and the Ancient Beast Military Seal."

"I can let you leave the ancestral temple alive."

Shen Ye looked up.

"You just said you wanted to ask the demon race if they would agree."

Peng Jiuxiao said calmly:

"good."

Shen Ye gripped his sword.

"Then ask."

Before he could finish speaking...

Long Yuan took a step forward.

The Fighting King Armor was unfurled with a roar.

It slammed its arms into the ground, causing the entire edge of the Beast King Platform to tremble.

Night feathers and a black sun hang in the sky.

The candle, nine times nine, disappears into the earth.

The Heavenly Punishment of Calamity and the Eye of Calamity locked down all directions.

Gui Xu perched on Shen Ye's shoulder, staring at the ancestral blood patterns on the bodies of those demon race prodigies.

"The flavors are mixed."

"It doesn't taste good."

Peng Jiuxiao's expression darkened slightly.

"Set up the formation."

More than a dozen demon prodigies raised their hands at the same time.

Beneath their feet, the blood-red patterns of the ancestral temple lit up.

A massive array of demons paying homage to their ancestor unfolded around the Beast Emperor's Platform.

Countless ancestral figures of demon races appeared.

Behind Peng Jiuxiao, a phantom of a golden-winged roc soared into the sky, its wings covering half of the high platform.

"This formation is specifically designed to suppress contracts with foreign tribes."

"Shen Ye, no matter how strong you are, you are still just a human beast tamer."

"Once the contract is broken, what will you use to compete with the demon race?"

The Ten Thousand Demons Paying Homage to Their Ancestor Formation crashed down with a deafening roar.

Five blood-red chains shot out from the formation, heading straight for the five beasts.

This time, the question isn't about the heart of a beast.

It's a hard lock, not a physical lock.

Shen Ye's eyes turned cold.

"Didn't you see the first level?"

Peng Jiuxiao frowned.

"What?"

The black gold blood of the king shone in Shen Ye's palm.

Ancestral blood resistance is triggered.

The five chains struck the phantom of the Throne of Beasts as if they had hit a black and gold iron wall.

Click!

The chains broke apart inch by inch.

Peng Jiuxiao's pupils contracted.

"impossible!"

"This is the ancestral blood lock!"

Shen Ye said calmly:

"The Ancestral Blood Nail has cracked."

"Your ancestral blood cannot suppress me."

The words fell.

Night Feathers flapped their wings.

The Black Sun and Netherfire fell into the Array of Ten Thousand Demons Paying Homage to Their Ancestor.

boom!

The three ancestral demon figures in the formation instantly turned to black ash.

One of the Azure Lion prodigies' expressions changed drastically, and the blood patterns on his body backfired, forcing him to retreat seven steps.

"His fire is burning the ancestral shadow!"

Zhu Jiu made his move simultaneously.

The shadows of the Nine Netherworlds spread from the base of the formation.

Those demon clan prodigies who stood in positions based on the blood patterns of their ancestral court suddenly felt their shadows sink.

It felt like being dragged into the underworld.

The Crimson Ape Prodigy roared angrily, trying to break free of the Shadow Lock.

We have arrived at Longyuan.

One punch.

There are no tricks.

Only the blood of the Fighting King.

boom!

The Crimson Ape Prodigy's blood-red armor exploded on his chest, sending him flying backward and crashing into a stone pillar of the Beast Emperor's Platform.

Jie Chen raised his eyes.

The Heavenly Punishment Eye swept across the sky.

All the demonic energy attempting to re-form the array using the blood patterns of the ancestral court was pinned down by the gray-white lightning.

Returning to the Void is more direct.

It opened its mouth and bit down on a pattern.

Click.

The Array of Ten Thousand Demons Paying Homage to Their Ancestor is missing a corner.

Guixu chewed it and wrinkled her little face.

"old."

"hard."

Shen Ye took a step forward.

A black gold short sword materialized.

"It's my turn to ask."

Behind Peng Jiuxiao, the phantom of a golden-winged roc roared angrily.

"Shen Ye!"

"This is the ancestral home of the demon race!"

Shen Ye said:

"so?"

Peng Jiuxiao's eyes were cold.

"That's why you can't kill the demon race's prodigy."

"The rules of the Ancestor Worship Assembly state that when the most outstanding talents compete for the Dao, they should stop when the point is reached."

Shen Ye stopped in his tracks.

A cold smile finally appeared in Peng Jiuxiao's eyes.

He dared to bring people to block this place, so he must have been prepared.

The ancestral court rules protect the prodigies of the demon race.

As long as Shen Ye doesn't kill them, they can keep stalling.

Drag it to the porch nail and swallow the end of time.

It was dragged to the Beast King Platform and collapsed on its own.

The fragments were dragged to the ancestral court of the demon race to take over.

The surrounding demon prodigies also realized what was happening.

"That's right!"

"This is the ancestral court, not your human race's Demon-Suppressing Pass!"

"If you dare to kill, you'll be breaking the rules of the Ancestor's Rebellion!"

"The ancestral court will personally suppress and kill you!"

Shen Ye looked at them and suddenly asked:

"The rules say you can't kill?"

Peng Jiuxiao said:

"certainly."

Shen Ye nodded.

"Then we won't kill them."

Peng Jiuxiao frowned slightly.

The next moment, Shen Ye disappeared from the spot.

He was not beheaded.

The heart was not severed.

The sword light fell, directly slashing at the ancestral blood patterns on the body of a Devouring Python prodigy.

Click!

The blood streaks broke.

The aura of that Devouring Python prodigy instantly dropped.

His face turned deathly pale, and he roared:

"You severed my ancestral markings!"

Shen Ye did not answer.

The second sword strike.

The third sword strike.

The fourth sword strike.

The sword light was so fast that it was impossible to see it clearly.

Every sword strike is non-lethal.

Only sever the bloodstains of the ancestral court.

Once the bloodline was broken, these demon prodigies lost their qualification to borrow the power of the ancestral court.

The Ten Thousand Demons Paying Homage to the Ancestor Formation collapsed by 30% on the spot.

Peng Jiuxiao's expression finally changed.

"Stop him!"

The phantom of the Golden-Winged Roc swooped down.

Peng Jiuxiao personally took action.

He was extremely fast.

It was so fast that even the afterimage was torn apart.

The Golden Roc King's lineage is renowned for its extreme speed, and this is the ancestral court, where he is blessed by the ancestral court's wind patterns beneath his feet.

In an instant, he appeared behind Shen Ye.

The golden feather blade slashed towards the back of Shen Ye's neck.

clang!

He blocked the feather blade with his backhand using the black and gold short sword.

Shen Ye turned around.

Peng Jiuxiao's eyes narrowed.

Shen Ye's speed was no slower than his.

No.

It's not just about speed.

Gui Xu sensed his landing point in advance.

Doors and roads bear the marks of Guixu.

Peng Jiuxiao gritted his teeth, and his Golden Roc bloodline erupted completely.

"The Golden Roc Splits the Sky!"

Thousands of golden feathers transformed into a storm, tearing towards Shen Ye and the five beasts.

Night Feathers and the Black Sun pressed down.

The shadow of the nine candles blocks the road.

Long Yuan charged into the storm, his arms protecting Shen Ye's flanks.

Jie Chen's eyes were fixed on the three fiercest feather blades.

Guixu opened the gate and swallowed a portion of the golden feathers directly into it.

Shen Ye emerged from the storm.

Several bloody marks appeared on his body.

But they didn't stop.

Peng Jiuxiao's pupils contracted.

Shen Ye unleashed a sword strike.

It's not the "Ten Thousand Beasts Sealing the Gate" technique.

It was just a very fast sword strike.

The sword's edge grazed Peng Jiuxiao's chest.

The ancestral golden roc blood pattern on Peng Jiuxiao's chest was cleaved open by a single sword strike.

boom!

The golden-winged roc phantom behind him trembled violently, its feathers dimming by half.

Peng Jiuxiao grunted and took three steps back.

The entire room fell silent.

Shen Ye looked at him.

"Now, are you still asking?"

Peng Jiuxiao looked down at the severed ancestral mark on his chest, his face terribly gloomy.

He didn't die.

It wasn't even considered a serious injury.

But having his ancestral mark severed was more humiliating than physical injury.

This means that the power he borrowed from the ancestral court was stripped away by Shen Ye right in front of him.

Tianhuang chuckled softly.

"Did you see that?"

"That's why the Beast Emperor Platform would rather shatter itself than hand it over to you."

Peng Jiuxiao suddenly looked at Tianhuang.

"Shut up!"

Tianhuang's eyes were icy cold.

"The demon race has guarded this place for ten thousand years."

"But all they learned was how to steal."

"He's been here for less than half a day."

"Two nails and one shadow have already been cut."

Peng Jiuxiao's face was completely distorted.

Shen Ye ignored him.

He turned and walked toward the gray-white door studs on Tianhuang's chest.

"Return to the Ruins".

"Examine the base of the nail."

Gui Xu jumped to the edge of the Beast King Platform, staring at the gray-white nail.

"deep."

"Continue down below."

Shen Ye asked:

"What's below?"

Guixu has not yet responded.

Peng Jiuxiao suddenly laughed.

The laughter was very low.

"under?"

"Do you really think that only Tianhuang is below the Beast Emperor's Platform?"

Shen Ye stopped.

Peng Jiuxiao raised his hand and pressed it against the broken ancestral mark on his chest.

Fresh blood flowed from between his fingers.

He smeared the blood on a lapis lazuli ancestral token.

As soon as the ancestral decree was lit, Guixu suddenly looked up.

"There's a door inside."

The Heavenly Tribulation Eyes of Calamity and Heavenly Punishment opened simultaneously.

Grayish-white lightning shone on the ancestral decree.

A very thin, gray-black pattern flashed past deep within the Azure Gold Ancestral Token.

Tianhuang's vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

"Peng Jiuxiao!"

"Don't call it!"

Peng Jiuxiao, however, seemed not to hear.

Or rather, he had long been overwhelmed by a certain thought that clouded his reason.

He stared intently at Shen Ye, his voice hoarse.

"Shen Ye."

"You are very strong."

"But you don't know why the demon race has suppressed the Beast Emperor Platform for ten thousand years."

"Beneath the Beast King's Platform, there are more than just the guardian beasts."

"And there was also the first rebellious beast that was sealed away by the ancient beast-taming civilization."

"The Devourer King".

The Azure Gold Ancestral Decree shattered with a deafening roar.

The door pattern and ancestral blood simultaneously drilled into the bottom of the Beast King Platform.

The next moment, the entire platform shook violently.

A second breath came from beneath the platform.

It is heavier than the end of time.

It's even colder.

Even more ferocious.

A giant claw covered in black and gold scales slowly gripped the edge of the Beast King's Platform.

The gray and white patterns on the porch nails suddenly lit up.

The rebellious beast, which had been dormant for ten thousand years, opened its eyes.