I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

The Ancestral Kings of the Eight Legions soared into the sky, consumed by rage upon learning that their Divine Son was being hunted by dozens of Ancestral Kings.

Damn those scoundrel kings, daring to touch the Divine Son!

However, before they could even enter the starry sky, they felt a tremor, as waves of supreme power emanated from beyond, forcing them to retreat and preventing them from approaching.

"What happened?"

"Why are extreme Dao weapons being used?"

Before the Ancestral Kings of the Eight Legions could ascend to the high heavens, they sensed the powerful fluctuations of extreme Dao power erupting in the starry sky.

"Those bastards wouldn't have brought two ancient Emperor weapons, would they?"

They had naturally witnessed the situation where the ancient Emperor weapon was restricting the Qing Emperor's weapon with formations. It seemed these guys were truly insane!

"No, I must go and see what's happening!"

They couldn't let the Divine Son die here, even if there were ancient Emperor weapons ahead.

They discovered that the power of the extreme Dao only erupted in brief waves before subsiding, allowing them to enter the starry sky. If the extreme Dao weapons were still in use, they wouldn't dare approach.

Upon entering the starry sky, they were stunned, for there was a vast divine river, and within it, a colossal warship loomed indistinctly. Even the ram on its prow was comparable to a divine mountain. More importantly, the extreme Dao power it emitted was undeniable.

Moreover, numerous remains around them testified to this.

Xiao Yan collected the vast divine river. Only the tip of the iceberg of the colossal warship within the divine river was revealed before Xiao Yan retrieved it, just as the Ancestral Kings of the Eight Legions arrived, preventing them from seeing it clearly.

"Ancient Emperor weapon? Was that an ancient Emperor weapon just now?"

"Whose ancient Emperor's weapon is that?"

"Although we didn't get a full glimpse, it was definitely an ancient Emperor weapon. That aura can't be fake, and..."

Moreover, a pile of Ancient Clan Ancestral Kings floated in the surrounding void, all with broken bones and shattered meridians. Their five great secret realms were collapsing, and they couldn't even muster divine power. Judging by the marks on their bodies, it was as if they had been struck by an ancient divine mountain.

Consequently, all the Ancestral Kings of the Eight Legions thought of the fleeting glimpse of the colossal warship they had just seen. It was definitely an ancient Emperor weapon!

Drawn by the aura of the ancient Emperor weapon, they immediately bowed down, "Greetings, Divine Son!"

Xiao Yan was collecting captives. He had provoked these Ancestral Kings, and then, with the Mind Demon secret technique, he stirred the flames, naturally luring them all in, then wiping them out in one fell swoop.

One disadvantage of reaching the Saint level is that one cannot casually fight on the ground, or the Demon God Palace would be gone, and even the small world could be directly shattered.

Therefore, Xiao Yan brought them all into the starry sky to use his magical treasures to wipe them out. Calculating the timing, when the Eight Legions arrived, they could only see a corner of an ancient Emperor weapon.

But in reality, he only had a corner of this ancient Emperor weapon. The main part of the Human Emperor Seal was still in the hands of the Kunlun survivors, but at this time, it was perfect for use as a tool for showing off.

Xiao Yan picked up all the Ancestral Kings he had beaten half to death, didn't even glance at the Eight Legions, and went straight back to Beidou.

?

The Eight Legions were puzzled. What was wrong with the Divine Son? Didn't he recognize them?

Although they couldn't recognize the current Divine Son at all, compared to the ancient times, it was as if he had completely changed into another person.

But the aura was correct. The aura of the Immortal Phoenix bloodline was still boiling due to the fierce battle, and it couldn't be faked, echoing the five-colored treasure blood in their hands.

Thinking of this, even the faces of the Ancestral Kings of the Eight Legions became tangled. It wasn't that they weren't loyal enough, but back then, it was a Human Emperor who had invaded Zishan, and even the Heavenly Empress was suppressed. What could they, these little Ancestral Kings, do?

However, Xiao Yan was their boss's son, and there was a contract in place. No matter how displeased he was with them, they could only endure it and then follow him back, wagging their tails.

At this time, they really had no choice but to cling to Xiao Yan's thigh.

Because the Heavenly Empress and other powerful Divine Generals were still suppressed, and the Immortal Heaven Saber was nowhere to be seen. Although they were subordinates of the gods who were once revered by all races, without powerful Divine Generals and the gods' extreme Dao weapons, their strength wasn't particularly strong.

But now it was different. The Divine Son was their support, and he even had an ancient Emperor weapon that looked like a colossal warship in his hands. It was unknown whether it was left to him by the Heavenly Emperor or found elsewhere.

But no matter where it came from, it was an ancient Emperor weapon. Whether because of the contract or their dependence on his powerful strength, they now desperately needed to gain the Divine Son's forgiveness.

After all, having an ancient Emperor weapon meant that this thigh was very thick, and the Divine Son was now the leader of the demon race, even with the descendants of the Qing Emperor submitting. This meant that this was a force with two extreme Dao weapons.

If the Immortal Heaven Saber appeared in the future, that would be three.

Three extreme Dao weapons, which force could possess that? Did the other ancient imperial clans have that?

Xiao Yan landed on the ruins of the Demon God Palace.

"Greetings, Divine Son!"

Led by the Ancestral King, the other members of the Eight Legions also followed, shouting like a tsunami, "Greetings, Divine Son!"

This was a large army, their armor gleaming, arriving with killing intent.

At this moment, the Eight Legions had already taken control of all the Ancient Clans that had attacked the Demon God Palace, because an Ancestral King had stayed here, suppressing the situation. The Ancient Clans that wanted to act recklessly couldn't stir up any waves at all, and there was no way to escape. Their great formation was still in place, isolating space teleportation, which could be said to be lifting a stone to drop it on their own feet.

Xiao Yan still only glanced at them, then came to the side of the ancient Emperor weapon.

There was a person beside the ancient Emperor weapon, controlling the great formation to restrict the Qing Emperor's weapon.

But at this moment, things were completely chaotic. Just now, extreme Dao fluctuations had come from above, but now only Xiao Yan had come down, followed by the Eight Legions. So where were the other Ancestral Kings who had gone up?

The outcome was probably very obvious.

This person had concealed his appearance with the formation, along with the ancient Emperor weapon, unwilling to reveal his true identity, but facing Xiao Yan's step-by-step approach, looking at the Qing Emperor's weapon, he panicked.

It seemed that something big had happened.

"We really didn't know, please forgive us, Your Highness."

"Hiding your head and showing your tail, does that count as an apology?"

The formation was removed, and an Ancient Clan Ancestral King revealed a somewhat helpless and ingratiating smile, with a string of beautiful purple-gold bells beside him, each section of the purple bells resembling a section of a dragon's body.

Ten Thousand Dragon Bells.

It was the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest again.

Were they planning to make a fortune before leaving Beidou?

Previously, his appearance was covered by the formation, and it was unknown which ancient Emperor weapon it was. Now, it was exposed.

"Please forgive us, Your Highness. This attack on the Demon God Palace was really instigated by others, and it wasn't our clan's intention."

"Oh?"

Xiao Yan didn't say much, and this Ancestral King immediately said, "Please forgive us, Your Highness. Our clan will definitely pay a compensation that will satisfy you."

"No need, get lost."

Xiao Yan knew that he couldn't keep the Ten Thousand Dragon Bells. At most, he could kill an Ancestral King, but the consequences of a real war were unpredictable. After all, he didn't know the Great Karma Technique and couldn't deduce things like his main body, so his strategy was more conservative.

Moreover, the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest still had Great Saints. If the other party left directly, he could just take his people and run away immediately. They should have been planning to leave Beidou anyway.

As for compensation?

Xiao Yan really didn't care for ordinary things. The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest wouldn't give him anything he cared about.

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness. Our clan will definitely visit in person another day to express our gratitude."

This Ancestral King of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest quickly withdrew the great formation and left quickly with the Ten Thousand Dragon Bells.

"Son of God, are you just going to let the Wanlong Nest go like that?" an ancestral king of the Eight Divisions asked.

Xiao Yan glanced at him, then waved his hand, "You all go back where you came from."

"!"

These words startled the Eight Divisions, and they all froze in place. Did he not want them anymore?

No way, there are so many extreme forces in this era, many more than in ancient times. How are we supposed to survive without your support?

But Xiao Yan ignored them and went directly to the entrance of the small world. All the elders and disciples of the Demon God Palace looked at him excitedly.

Yan Ruyu, having regained control of the Azure Emperor's weapon, also breathed a sigh of relief. With the Emperor's weapon in hand, she felt safe.

"It's a good thing you came back in time, otherwise, we would have all died at the hands of those ancestral kings."

"Rest assured, I was prepared. Their little schemes are all within my calculations."

Xiao Yan's reassurance was undoubtedly effective, because the Demon God Palace really didn't suffer any losses this time.

Huh?

You mean the destroyed palaces?

Xiao Yan looked at the people of the Source Heaven Sect, who seemed like outsiders, and said, "We've already paid the money. We'll leave the matter of transforming the Divine Soil to you."

Hall Master Tuoba nodded. He was also very respectful of this Demon God who had just fought dozens of ancestral kings and survived. "Please rest assured."

Then he turned to the ancestral kings of the Eight Divisions and said cautiously, "Our Source Heaven Sect is entrusted to rebuild the Divine Soil of the Demon God Palace. Could you please make way."

He spoke very carefully and politely. Although he had the support of the Source Heaven Sect behind him, he wasn't Luo Mo or Dongfang Taiyi, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous in the face of dozens of ancestral kings.

Perhaps the Sect Leader and the Supreme Elder would avenge them, but that would be after they were dead.

Under normal circumstances, courting death is not recommended.

Xiao Yan also spoke, "What are you still doing here? Hurry up and leave?"

The Eight Divisions and the ancestral kings tensed up. The Son of God was actually driving them away. What should they do?

"Son of God, to prevent something like today from happening again and endangering your safety, we should stay and protect you," an ancestral king said cautiously.

Xiao Yan sneered, "You protect me?"

Boom!

An overbearing aura erupted, instantly reaching the peak of the Divine Forbidden, making all the ancestral kings feel danger.

"What qualifications do you have to protect me?"

"Son of God—"

"Shut up!" Xiao Yan interrupted him, "Don't call me Son of God. What Son of God? I am the God!"

The Eight Divisions felt their heads buzzing.

What was he trying to do?

Was he launching a magnificent rebellion against his father?

The ancestral kings' faces also turned the color of soy-braised pork liver, "Demon… Lord God, we of the Eight Divisions are your vassals. Please allow us to serve you."

The title of Demon God felt a little strange to say.

However, the ancestral kings accepted it very quickly, because it sounded like the Son of God had great ambitions, wanting to replace the Immortal Emperor. They were very willing to serve such a young master.

Of course, their desire to cling to this powerful backer and the fact that the young master currently possessed two Extreme Dao weapons also had a little something to do with it.

"You are the vassals of the Immortal Emperor. What does that have to do with me, Xiao Yan?"

Ah, this…

Is the desire for rebellion burning in your blood?

The Five-Colored Treasure Blood and the Bloodline Contract, can't these prove your identity?

Also, just now the people from the Wanlong Nest called you Prince, and you didn't deny it, did you?

We know that you want to build your own achievements and not rely on your father's merits, but you can't even deny us vassals, can you?

Fire Crow Taoist and Crimson Dragon Taoist, the few demon kings, exchanged glances. They were old brothers, so they naturally understood each other's meaning. So Fire Crow Taoist opened his mouth and said, "Lord Demon God, our Demon God Palace currently lacks high-end combat power. Each of the ancient races has more or less an ancestral king sitting in town, but what about us? Every time, you have to work hard. It's better to accept them, so that every time there is a little friction, our Demon God Palace will have to trouble you to come forward because of insufficient high-end combat power."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The ancestral kings of the Eight Divisions instantly felt a good impression of this old fellow, Fire Crow Taoist.

Yes, my ass.

Xiao Yan was wearing a layer of identity this time. How would any ancient race dare to run wild in the future? Moreover, this time he exposed the two Emperor Weapons, confirming the previously illusory rumors. Who would be stupid enough to come and find trouble with the Demon God Palace again?

So there was no need for the Eight Divisions to be able to hold the scene, but the trick of playing hard to get was still very useful, and Xiao Yan was using it now.

"They are not demon race."

Xiao Yan looked at Old Peng King, "Peng King, you have always been responsible for this matter. What do you say?"

Old Peng King:?

Why did you suddenly throw the question to me?

Old Peng King was shocked, because the Eight Divisions were all staring at him with gloomy eyes, making his hair stand on end, as if they were saying:

If you dare to say no, you old bastard, we will tear your bones apart tonight!

"This… according to ancient books, the ancient race and the demon race were one family hundreds of thousands of years ago."

Phew!

Old Peng King breathed a sigh of relief after speaking, because the eyes of the Eight Divisions had calmed down and were no longer as creepy as before.

"Then you can solve it."

Xiao Yan waved his hand, pretending that he didn't want to care about the Eight Divisions, "This time, I have gained something from the battle with the ancestral king. I want to retreat and improve my realm. Don't bother me if there is nothing important."

"Yes."

You were only a king, you could fight with the ancestral king, and didn't you just go through the thunder tribulation to improve your realm not long ago? How come you are upgrading again?

The Demon God Palace was extremely envious of Xiao Yan's talent.

Seeing that the Son of God was indifferent to them, the Eight Divisions were a little anxious. A great power of the Eight Divisions immediately thought of a way and shouted, "Lord Demon God, what should we do with these prisoners?"

As long as Xiao Yan said how to deal with them, it would be considered using them.

If they used them, wouldn't they be considered vassals?

Whether it was the Eight Divisions, the ancient race, or the demon race, they were determined to cling to this powerful backer.

A warship-sized ancient emperor's weapon, and the Azure Emperor's weapon, plus so many people in their Eight Divisions, wouldn't a super force appear?

Xiao Yan paused for a moment, then said, "Sell them to the Source Heaven Sect. Expand the scale of the Divine Soil that was originally planned to be built. With more people, there should be more places to live."

The Eight Divisions smiled when they heard this.

More people?

Who is more?

Isn't it them!

The Son of God still cares about us in his heart. Even if he had some resentment before, he has now vented it and accepted us.

As for the bad relationship between the Source Heaven Sect and the ancient race?

What does it have to do with their Eight Divisions? They have not offended the Source Heaven Sect.

So, Hall Master Tuoba looked at the extra people in his hand, or rather, the ancient goods, and was a little dumbfounded.

What the hell, why are they using the ancient race to pay the bill?

He hurriedly used the Xuan Yu Platform to return to the Source Heaven Sect and asked to see Luo Mo.

Hall Master Tuoba looked tangled, "Sect Leader, there is a business matter that I don't know how to say. The other party wants to use ancient creatures as payment."

There is no such thing.

"We don't need that thing."

"That's what I said too. What do you think we should do? Should I go and decline it?"

"No need."

Luo Mo thought for a while, then said, "Doesn't Yaoguang need a lot of wish power? Sell it directly to Yaoguang and we'll earn a price difference."

"Ah?"

Hall Master Tuoba was a little surprised, but he still thought it was feasible, "Okay."