I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

Faced with the victorious momentum of the Human race, especially with the emergence of an ancient figure who looked like he had just crawled out of a coffin in their camp, Ancestral King Qingyan felt somewhat flustered.

Simply put, if the young ones were already this fierce, wouldn't the old antiques be even more formidable?

However, he had agreed to this fight, and he had to see it through, even with tears in his eyes, especially with several Great Sages pressuring him from above. Even if he wanted to retreat at the last moment, it was impossible to escape. Losing face would only implicate his clan.

Therefore, he could only bite the bullet and go on!

The Ancient race was already considering using weaker fighters to exhaust the Human race. The Humans seemed to have placed their elites at the front. Had they known this, they should have placed their experts at the back.

The old antique from the Divine Province Dynasty brought out a Saint Sword, its surface shimmering with light, faintly radiating immortal light, appearing extremely extraordinary.

This was his Natal Magic Treasure, and also something he was quite proud of in his life, because in his early years, he had found half a finger-sized piece of Feathered Azure Gold and refined it into his Weapon of Enlightenment, making its material far superior to ordinary weapons.

This was an immense stroke of fortune, but even after cultivating to his limit, he was still three minor stages away from the Great Sage realm, and his lifespan was already insufficient. He could only seal himself with fragments of Divine Source, prolonging his life and protecting the dynasty's lineage.

Originally, he thought that his Saint Sword could only be passed down to future generations, but he never expected to have the opportunity to wield it again.

Upon seeing this Saint Sword that faintly radiated immortal light, the expressions of the Ancient race immediately darkened.

Not good!

It seems like another powerful opponent!

Moreover, this person had never appeared in their intelligence reports, and they didn't know his depth, but it seemed like he wasn't an ordinary person, after all, the materials used for his Weapon of Enlightenment seemed extraordinary.

As a lower-tier fighter, Ancestral King Qingyan could only bite the bullet and go on. He immediately activated his innate divine ability, transforming into a solid rock, which then evolved into countless divine mountains, stacked together, solid and indestructible. He also prepared to admit defeat at any time. To avoid losing face, he would endure one attack and then retreat towards the Great Sages, feigning serious injuries.

Yes, the plan was perfect.

It wasn't that he lacked ambition. Which of the Ancient race, especially those Ancestral Kings, wasn't arrogant?

But no matter how arrogant they were, they couldn't withstand the sight of the previous two being casually slaughtered like chickens!

The previous two were much stronger than him, and were the Ancient race's way of displaying their power to the Human race at this Grand Assembly of Myriad Races. He was far from being a match for those two.

Yet, those two Ancestral Kings, who were so strong, couldn't even withstand a single blow from the two Humans, dying miserably.

At least... at least let me withstand one blow!

Seeing the opponent's solemn expression and summoning layers of solid rock for defense, surrounding himself with a divine mountain, the old antique from the Divine Province Dynasty smiled inwardly, thinking that this was indeed the opponent's lower-tier fighter, just filling in the numbers, and he had caught him.

"Imperial Zenith Scripture, Divine Province Unfading!"

The old antique unleashed the secret art of the Divine Province Dynasty, the sword light blazing, making him appear like an unparalleled Human Emperor, ruling over the past and present, wielding majestic power as he slashed, eliminating all who were disloyal.

The sword light was astonishing, depicting various creatures praying, the sun and moon changing, mountains and rivers shifting, only the dynasty remained unfading. The sword light seemed to be slashing from the past, as if the unparalleled expert who founded the Divine Province Dynasty had cast a gaze, wanting to crush the heavens.

Ancestral King Qingyan instantly suffered a great campaign, a great destruction, the layers of solid rock surrounding him shattering.

Blood splattered across the starry sky.

On the Ancient race's side, the young geniuses were almost afraid to watch. They originally thought that the Ancient Myriad Races had the advantage in numbers, with far more Great Sages and Saints than the Human race, but they never expected to be so thoroughly crushed in the competition.

The third one, this is the third Ancestral King whose blood has been spilled in the starry sky.

"...So, is it your problem?"

With a 'bang,' the solid rock outside Ancestral King Qingyan's body shattered, scattered by the sword energy, revealing a burly figure.

The old antique's Saint Sword stabbed into his shoulder, but only penetrated a short distance, causing crimson blood to flow. However, compared to his several-zhang-tall figure, this injury was not serious.

The old antique didn't panic, and brilliant sword light bloomed, about to tear this guy apart from the inside.

However, the sword light and stone chips flew everywhere, and Ancestral King Qingyan's shoulder only lost a piece of stone flesh, and he wasn't dismembered by this sword.

The sword light flew out, obliterating meteorites one after another, cutting them open, and then disappearing into the dark depths of the universe.

It wasn't that the sword light was weak, but that Ancestral King Qingyan's physical body was extremely powerful, and he could actually withstand such an attack.

Bang!

A huge fist smashed over with the force of wind and thunder, the Saint Sword trembled, the gods wailed, and this punch almost broke the old antique's sword. If it hadn't been mixed with a bit of Immortal Gold, it would have probably been destroyed.

Moreover, the opponent pressed his advantage, activating his divine ability, transforming into divine mountains that suppressed him. Each time his palm landed, it was like a continent colliding.

The old antique shook his sword and struck, sword energy crisscrossing, not falling behind. The secret art of the Divine Province Dynasty bloomed with light on his body, allowing the Ancient race to witness the power of a Human Emperor's secret art.

Ancestral King Qingyan was suppressed. The Divine Province secret art was almost beating him down. The sword light constantly left wounds on his burly body, almost turning him from a burly stone man into a thin stone man.

But now, the old antique was panicking.

After three hundred rounds of bloody battle, the offensive reversed.

Ancestral King Qingyan was already disfigured at this moment. Their race was born with stone bodies, but they weren't Holy Spirits, but possessed blood and bones.

The old antique was indeed not weak, at least comparable to him. The first move had injured him, and the Divine Province secret art was extremely powerful in attack.

However, the old antique couldn't turn his advantage into a victory. He was too old and couldn't fight for long.

Ancestral King Qingyan was already seriously injured, but he didn't care about his injured body at all. As long as their race's stone core wasn't injured, they were fine. Therefore, his fighting style was even more ferocious and violent than before, as if he wanted to trade his life for a life.

"Putting on airs, you are much weaker than I imagined, old thing!"

He didn't repair his injured body at all, but instead attacked with great abandon, using all his divine power to attack, evolving countless stone soldiers, bells, tripods, pagodas, seals, swords, spears, and halberds, each of which was enormous, striking horizontally.

"I was cautious, but it turns out you are only this strong?"

Ancestral King Qingyan completely disregarded his injuries. His stone body was cut open by the sword energy, revealing white bones, but his attacks were even more violent because of this. Those white bones had various Great Dao patterns, and each strike erupted with dazzling light, shaking the starry sky, and its power was even greater than before.

The exposure of such Dao bones showed amazing power, raising Ancestral King Qingyan's combat power to another level.

The old antique was struggling to cope. Such attacks were much more violent than before. Ancestral King Qingyan's stone body seemed to limit his power. When he revealed his white bones and lost his defense, his power climbed to another realm.

In this situation, the old antique only resisted a dozen or so moves before being smashed into pieces by a stone hammer, failing to inflict a heavy blow on the opponent at the critical moment when he lost his defense.

"Ah! If only I could turn back a hundred years..."

He was unwilling, failing to seize the opportunity and being overturned by the opponent. His primordial spirit was still struggling, trying to reassemble his body.

However, Ancestral King Qingyan, with his large hands cut into an unrecognizable state, grabbed out. There were not many pieces of stone flesh left on his jade-like white bone hands, but they were even more powerful. The Great Dao patterns on them reflected the void. With a grab, the entire space was sealed and shrunk, directly grabbing the old antique's primordial spirit in his hands, not letting him escape.

"You have no chance."

After saying that, he exerted force, and the old antique's primordial spirit immediately shattered.

"Ah! I'll fight you to the death!"

Ancestral King Qingyan had the idea of plundering good things from this old thing's primordial spirit, after all, the Divine Province secret art he had just used had left a deep impression on him. If he could obtain it and comprehend it, it would also be a great opportunity.

However, the old antique, as a member of the Divine Province Dynasty, how could he allow others to examine his primordial spirit?

Even if he died, he would never reveal his inheritance to outsiders!

A graceful immortal light, like a nimble dragon, surged from the old antique's primordial spirit, light, noble, gorgeous, and filled with immortal energy.

"Arctic Immortal Light!"

"It's the Arctic Immortal Light!"

"A complete Arctic Immortal Light!"

Whether it was the Human race or the Ancient race, they all recognized this treasure.

But then, this treasure burst forth with the most dazzling light in their eyes, exploding with a bang, engulfing the darkness, and blinding everyone.

The Arctic Immortal Light exploded, and the old antique detonated his own primordial spirit, along with the Arctic Immortal Light, with astonishing power.

"Did they perish together?"

"What a powerful force."

Gu Kou

"With the Immortal Light and the primordial spirit exploding together, the Azure Rock Ancestral King should not be able to survive, right?"

But unexpectedly, in the most terrifying place of the explosion, there was still a figure remaining. It was a few pieces of broken bones, guarding a stone sphere.

The essence of the universe converged towards it, re-condensing the body of the Azure Rock Ancestral King.

Defeated?

On the human side, the young prodigies were somewhat unable to react.

After all, the old antique had been dominating for hundreds of moves. Suddenly, the situation took a sharp turn. The Azure Rock Ancestral King had hidden his strength. His bone body was much stronger than his stone body. The more injured he was, the more courageous he became.

After the injuries reached the point of exposing bones, he killed the old antique on the spot in just over a dozen moves. Even the primordial spirit was captured, forcing him to self-destruct.

The Azure Rock Ancestral King appeared very weak, because even his clan's natal stone core had cracks in the explosion just now. If it was just the old antique's primordial spirit exploding, it would not have hurt him so badly. After all, their clan's stone core was the key, with strong defense and hidden deep. To unleash combat power, they had to be covered in blood.

But he did not expect that the old antique would actually have the Arctic Immortal Light, and detonate it at the last moment. The power of the Arctic Immortal Light, a high-quality vitality, exploding was too terrifying. Several life-saving treasures of his were destroyed just now, but they still did not completely protect him. The old antique's mutual destruction left cracks in his stone core, which meant that his foundation was damaged.

Moreover, most of his natal Dao bones were also destroyed, and it would not be easy to recover.

A tragic battle, one dead and one injured, and the injured one also affected the foundation, making it difficult to improve in the future.

"Ancestor!"

The people of the Divine Province Dynasty immediately wailed. A Sage King ancestor had passed away. They originally thought that with the Arctic Immortal Light, the ancestor would be able to protect their Divine Province Dynasty for another five hundred years, but they did not expect everything to be in vain.

Now, there are only some remains and broken bones in the starry sky, and even the corpse is incomplete.

Moreover, Jiang Taixu took action to collect the remains in a container. Otherwise, ordinary cultivators would not be able to approach the remains of a Sage King at all.

"The offering died in battle for the human race," Jiang Li said, waving his hand and offering two strands of Arctic Immortal Light wrapped around the small box.

In name, he was an offering of the Dao League, and the pension after his death had to be paid in full.

The wailing of the Divine Dynasty Dynasty paused.

After all, that was two strands of Arctic Immortal Light. Just one strand could extend the life of a Sage for five hundred years, and it could also be used as a trump card to detonate at a critical moment.

We can not cry.

"We won the third match."

The Great Sage of Blood Phoenix Mountain said, "Next, Heng Yao will play."

On the ancient race side, a humanoid ancestral king appeared, resembling the human race, but with red hair. He was an ancestral king of Blood Phoenix Mountain.

The ancestral king of the ancient imperial lineage!

The ancestral kings of those ordinary ancient races were already so powerful, so what kind of strength would the ancestral kings from the ancient imperial clan have?

On the human side, Zhang Lin asked Luo Mo with his divine sense whether to let him fight.

Luo Mo denied it. He and Xiao Yan's incarnation had already exchanged information and arranged opponents. Someone was coming for this battle.

Among the crowd, a golden Arhat walked out. He was a Sage King under the command of the Great Peacock Ming King, and followed the Great Peacock Ming King from the Amitabha Star Region.

The two of them did not say a word, or even reveal their names, and started a great battle. Blood flames burned the star sea, and the Buddha's light moved the nine heavens. The two fought for more than a thousand moves, and finally the golden Arhat under the command of the Great Peacock Ming King was defeated.

After all, he was a full two minor realms lower than his opponent.

Being able to defeat a higher realm with a lower realm was already the result of his understanding of the Six Syllable Mantra and the wonderful techniques of the Buddha Venerable these days.

It was a pity that he had too little time to comprehend, and he was not able to fully transform it into combat power, and in the end, he was defeated.

But even if he was defeated, he had to fight for some face back!

The Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestral King shattered the golden body with a large halberd, but was blocked when he wanted to obliterate the golden Arhat's primordial spirit. The Arhat's primordial spirit roared the Six Syllable Mantra, and a strand of Arctic Immortal Light that had not been completely refined boiled, and the immortal aura in it burned, immediately turning his primordial spirit into a golden body, like a Buddha descending into the world, and unleashing the strongest blow.

The palm print of the primordial spirit's golden body pressed down, and the entire world was turned upside down, like a dream, as if a universe was being opened up in his palm, trapping the Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestral King in it, and obliterating everything from the flesh to the primordial spirit.

The Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestral King waved his halberd, fighting desperately, and the power of the Six Syllable Mantra cracked his flesh and primordial spirit, almost shattering his body and spirit.

But he used the forbidden secret technique of the Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancient Emperor, using the ancient imperial Dao character to suppress himself, resist the Six Syllable Mantra, and fight madly in blood, becoming more and more courageous as he fought.

Boom

Finally, the universe in the palm of the primordial spirit's golden body could no longer support it and was blasted open by the halberd. The strand of Arctic Immortal Light also dimmed a lot, and the immortal energy contained in it was used to perform this move, which is why it had such a powerful effect, almost obliterating the Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestral King.

The Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestral King had already fought to the point of madness, holding the halberd and was about to cleave the golden Arhat with all his strength.

But a hateful scene happened. The golden Arhat gathered his flesh, teleported back in a flash, and shouted: "This monk admits defeat."

Even the immortal energy contained in the Arctic Immortal Light had been consumed. He was already unable to fight anymore, and being able to severely injure the opponent was already a gain of some face.

The Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestral King's eyes were about to split, "You are not allowed to admit defeat!"

Although there were still life-saving things given by the Great Sage that had not been used, but I was almost destroyed, and you admit defeat after you are done?

How can there be such a good thing in the world!

Give me your life!

Saying that, he waved the halberd and chased after him, but the golden Arhat had already retreated into the human race's camp.

"No!"

The Great Sage of Blood Phoenix Mountain quickly stopped him when he saw this. With a wave of his sleeve, the divine wings were like a sky hanging across the starry sky, blocking in the middle.

On the opposite side, there were Jiang Li, Luo Mo, and several Great Sages. If you rush over so furiously, wouldn't you be giving them a reason to kill you?

Winning is good. Why bother about some small tricks that the other party uses to stimulate you? What we win is a lot of territory and benefits.

With the comfort of his own Great Sage, the Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestral King returned to the ancient race camp to heal his injuries in anger.

"This monk is ashamed of his heavy trust," the golden Arhat said. He was invited to fight, but he was defeated, and he even admitted defeat directly to save his life.

"Just do your best." Luo Mo certainly did not blame him, because he had a clear division of the combat power of the two sides in his heart.

"It seems that the human race's trump cards have been used up," the Golden Great Sage said, cheering for his side.

Did you see that?

This is the normal level of the human race. The previous two were not normal people at all. Don't take it to heart. It's all over. Get ready for the next battle.

"The Taiyin and Sun are the avenues of the Human Emperor, and those who cultivate together have invincible posture. The art of source is treacherous and unpredictable, and with the power of divine weapons, it is indeed difficult to resist. But the rest are just like this. How can the human race in the era of Dao hardship after the ancient times compare with the accumulation of our ancient ten thousand races?"

"The human race's strongmen have been exhausted, but we still have many masters."

The ancient race Great Sages spoke one after another, making judgments on the current situation.

"It's just that the human race doesn't know where to find so many Arctic Immortal Lights, one for each person, but we need to be careful and not be calculated by the other party," a Great Sage reminded.

"We won the fourth match as well. Who will go for the fifth match?"

This time, the Great Sage of Blood Phoenix Mountain did not name anyone, because the morale had already been boosted, and the subordinates should be allowed to volunteer.

"I'll go!"

An ancestral king of the Golden Clan stood up.

"Not very good."

"It's another ancestral king of the ancient imperial clan."

"The ancient imperial clan is indeed terrifying, with powerful combat power, and these people are also in their prime, with abundant energy…"

The human race is not without Sage Kings, but many of them are old, with declining blood and energy. They came for the sake of the Arctic Immortal Light, and some were even unsealed backgrounds, and their lives were hanging by the Arctic Immortal Light.

If they are allowed to go, this match will probably be lost again.

"I'll go."

Dressed in white, Jiang Taixu stepped out from the crowd, stepping on the void. One step, one flower blooms; one step, one leaf falls. Behind him, the Divine King's Pure Land emerged.

In the Divine King's Pure Land, a half-withered and half-flourishing divine tree was scattering petals and withered leaves. Withering and flourishing, new life and death, two kinds of Dao rhymes intertwined on the same form.