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"Hmph, look at how much you think you're so great, Beidou! You've only gone so far, and you're already bragging like it's the sky? Anyone who didn't know better would think that kid had already attained enlightenment!"

A sour voice drifted down from the clouds.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the old saint of Tian Shu Holy Land with a cold face, looking disapproving of the petty person's success.

Upon hearing this, Wang Batian, instead of being angry, laughed, his beard and hair standing on end.

"Hey Old Li, are you jealous? No wonder I can smell the vinegar from halfway across the city."

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy that your Tian Shu was outshone by my Bei Dou in this life?"

"Bullshit!" Upon hearing that Tian Shu was inferior to Bei Dou, the old sage of Tian Shu immediately puffed out his beard, glared, and turned greenish-blue.

"That kid is just relying on his initial physical advantage! Once my Holy Son enters the Saint Realm and activates the power of the celestial sphere, it's hard to say who will dominate whom!"

"Alright, alright, it's a physical advantage, it's just that your Holy Son hasn't reached his peak yet," Wang Batian said dismissively, turning to Feng Yuan.

"Hey buddy, did you hear that? That old guy's just being stubborn, he's probably secretly envious of us."

"You brainless brute! Who envies you!" Tian Shu Lao Sheng was furious and started arguing with Wang Ba Tian on the spot.

Upon seeing this, all the saints shook their heads and laughed.

The celestial sphere is the king of the stars. It is not particularly dazzling in front of sages. Only by stepping into the starry sky and drawing upon the immeasurable power of the stars can its true power be fully revealed.

It's understandable that the Old Sage of Tian Shu was not convinced.

But seeing them bickering like this, there was no trace of the majesty of a saint.

The atmosphere among the humans was harmonious, almost like a festival, but the saints of the other races didn't have the same leisure.

They all had furrowed brows, their faces filled with unresolved worries.

The stronger the Human Emperor's Body, the less good it is for them.

He alone is already so extraordinary; if he were to truly unite with the Dao Embryo in the future and give birth to that legendary forbidden monster...

Is it really true that no one can control them?

However, they are the ones who should be in a hurry.

The old monsters exchanged glances, then tacitly looked in one direction.

The Protoss have suffered a humiliating defeat, and they are curious to see how these old rivals of the Protoss will react.

The place where the divine saint resides.

The thunder and lightning rolled silently, and the vast holy might permeated the sky, causing the clouds to freeze.

The number of saints who came from the divine race today was originally the largest, but now only a handful remain.

With their own clan's prodigies suffering defeat after defeat, even a sage would have no face to remain.

Among those who remained was the old demon of the divine race who had previously appeared at the Holy Son Ceremony.

He should have reached the end of his lifespan, but he was incredibly lucky and encountered this great era, managing to survive thanks to the resources of his clan.

Unlike the other divine saints, the old ghost showed no anger on his face, remaining calm as an ancient well, as if he had expected this all along.

He had met Feng Zhi before and had long ago realized that this young man was unfathomable!

Unless it is the imperial prince of the Golden Palace lineage who personally takes action, the others who go up there are just like food being delivered one after another.

He tried to persuade the gods, but no one listened; they insisted on doing useless things.

Now, things have turned out differently, which has only enhanced the other party's reputation and made the entire divine race a laughing stock of the world.

As for the future worries of the Human Emperor Body and the Dao Embryo, he was quite open-minded about it.

The wind is too strong; no one but the Emperor's son can control it! All the gods can do is manipulate the Dao Embryo.

As for what the gods can do if that forbidden monster is actually born?

To wage war against the entire human race? Or to unite all races and force the human race to hand over their people?

It's an absolute, timeless joke that's absolutely hilarious!

If the human race is truly pushed to the brink, the consequences will be far more severe than the arrival of a powerful emperor in his prime!

Enough to crush a powerful race like the Gods!

The cost is too high; no one dares to treat the survival of their race as a joke.

If it really comes to that, then they'll have no choice but to give this life to the human race.

What else can we do?

……

The wind stopped and stood still outside the city.

The moment he stopped, everyone inexplicably took a step back.

It was as if a mysterious force was driving them, or perhaps it was an instinctive sense of awe, which was not their true intention.

The five celestial avatars of the gods had already been withdrawn, and their blurred faces now showed signs of fatigue.

Even the arrogant aura emanating from him had subsided, as if most of his spirit had been drained away.

Feng Zhi, with his imposing presence and aura that seemed to pierce the heavens, looked down upon them with an unparalleled air of supreme dominance.

Everyone trembled; even if it wasn't intentionally targeted, the impact still sent chills down their spines.

He spoke slowly, his voice like thunder, shattering the clouds and echoing endlessly:

"Gods, who else dares to fight me?!"

After the echo faded, the world fell into silence. One breath, two breaths, three breaths... and no one responded.

No one from the Protoss stood up to uphold that so-called racial dignity.

Even the strongest among them, Pangu, did not do anything that was overestimating his abilities.

He also knew that even if he personally intervened and joined forces with the others, the outcome would not change!

Feng Zhi has reached the end of the Eight Forbidden Zones, and can touch that supreme realm at any time, which is beyond their current scope.

Although both are forbidden, he has reached the edge, while they are still hovering in the middle.

The gap is as vast as an insurmountable chasm or an abyss; adding one or two more people would be meaningless.

Unless someone else reaches that level, no matter how much you struggle, it's like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to make a ripple.

"It's boring..." Feng Zhi sighed, his eyes filled with disappointment, as if he was still somewhat unsatisfied.

He turned around and looked towards the outer restricted area in the distance, seemingly looking at something.

Although the crowd felt regretful that the gods did not respond, no one dared to mock them.

It is not shameful to be cowardly when facing an opponent that is impossible to defeat.

"Hahaha……"

Just then, a burst of fiery laughter suddenly rang out, and a burning fighting spirit swept across the entire arena.

With a flap of his wings, Bi Yang unleashed divine flames that shot into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived before Feng Zhi.

The fire in his eyes was brighter than the blazing sun, piercing and full of a long-suppressed fighting spirit.

"Brother Feng, they might not dare fight you, but I do!"

With a wave of his hand, Bi Yang conjured a golden spear from the fire of the sun god, pointing it directly at Feng Zhi.

"You've just warmed up, would you mind playing another match with me?"

A golden light flashed in Feng Zhi's eyes, and his blood, which had just calmed down, began to boil again.

The battle against the gods was merely a warm-up; now that he had an even stronger opponent, he couldn't be happier!

He raised his hand and beckoned to Biyang: "Come, let me see just how much your complete Demon Emperor Body really is."

"I will definitely not let you down!" Bi Yang smiled confidently, and with a wave of his spear, flames flew everywhere.

This battle between the two was not among the gods, but belonged only to two young supreme beings standing at the pinnacle of their generation, a fair and square contest.

Whether they were old monsters or prodigies, all eyes were focused on this place.