My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

In the void, mysterious rays of light flashed, shrouding the entire Xuming Ancient Territory. Soon, the rays of light dissipated, and that ancient realm remained as before, as if nothing had happened.

Gu Hanye and Gu Yeyu waved their hands, and a space crack appeared in front of them.

"Hahahaha..." In the hearty laughter, two figures flew away.

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"Let's go." Yun Wutian said to Feng Haolie and others as the warriors of all races in Xuming Ancient Territory had put away their weapons.

"The various tribes in Xuming were instigated to kill each other. Although it was not our fault, it is somehow related to us. One day we will find the real culprit and give you an explanation." Feng Haolie said with his hand.

During this demon-slaying expedition, the various clans in the Xuming Ancient Territory were instigated to kill each other, so they suffered heavy losses. But in the final analysis, the real target was their kingdoms.

Even if they don't give an explanation to the various clans in the Xuming Ancient Territory, they still have to give an explanation to themselves.

In fact, everyone knows who the real culprit is, but without real evidence, who dares to blame Emperor Haokong. In fact, even if there is real evidence, it is unlikely that the four heavenly kings will openly break with him.

However, Fei Wuchang, a subordinate of King Mingjing, left the battle early. If they had not deliberately left all kinds of clues before, the various clans in the Xuming Ancient Territory would not have pointed their fingers at the four kings.

Even if they don't count this account, the other three heavenly kings will never be able to swallow their anger.

"No need to look for it, they are already here." At this moment, Gu Fenghua said suddenly.

Looking along her line of sight, she saw thousands of figures flying over in a murderous manner. Most of them were wearing dark red armor, and a few were wearing dark cyan armor.

"Tiangong Imperial Guard!" Looking at the Heavenly Army soldiers wearing dark red armor, Yun Wutian snorted coldly, while the people from all the tribes behind him gnashed their teeth.

This kind of armor is the standard attire of the personal guards of Emperor Haokong. At the beginning, their various clans were enemies of Emperor Haokong, and many of their clansmen died at the hands of the Tiangong Imperial Guards.

Similarly, many Tiangong Imperial Guards also died at the hands of their various clans, and they have become mortal enemies of each other.

"It's indeed them!" Feng Haolie and others said through gritted teeth as they looked at the Tianling Guards wearing dark blue armor.

The personal guards of Emperor Haokong wear dark red armor and are called Tiangong Imperial Guards, or simply Heavenly Guards. The heavenly armies of the four kings' domains wear dark cyan armor and are collectively called the Heavenly Wings Guard.

At this time, among the Tianling Guards who appeared in the Xuming Ancient Territory, apart from the people from their three major kingdoms, only the Mingjing Heavenly King belonged to them.

Although they had already guessed that King Mingjing had torn up the alliance, betrayed the other three kings and completely surrendered to Emperor Haokong, Feng Haolie and others were still furious after seeing this scene with their own eyes.

The other party came very quickly, and soon he was close. The leader, a middle-aged man with a slender figure and an imposing figure, floated down and said to Yun Wutian and others with a smile: "Chief Yun, I haven't seen you for many years."

"Lian Zhen, Qin Nanxian, it's you!" Yun Wutian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Among the clan leaders, Helian Xiongba, Shangguan Wange and others were born in the Xuming Ancient Territory, but he, Dongfang Yahan and Luo Jidao had experienced the battle with Emperor Haokong, and they were still alive. He once fought against Haokong's Seven Star Lords of the Big Dipper.

However, he was still young at that time, and his cultivation was only at the eighth level of Transformation Saint, while Qin Nanxian's strength was equal to him, or even slightly inferior.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and he was restricted by the twisted laws of heaven and earth in the Void Ancient Realm, stagnating at the peak of the ninth level of becoming a saint, and unable to be promoted to a Taoist saint.