988: Are you worthy?

Ambros had been cultivating for three hundred years, so he could be considered well-informed.

However, the expressions on the faces of these Human True Lords still greatly surprised him.

Shameless!

Too shameless!

There was a soul pearl recording as proof, and the news of Wang Chen destroying the Blade City gathering place was widely spread among the Human Race.

Yet, all these guys ignored it, pretending not to see it! They wouldn't admit it!

"Hahahaha!!!"

"You are indeed a lowly and despicable race. Do you truly believe our Holy Race is easy to bully by humiliating us like this?"

"Since you are unwilling to hand over Wang Chen, this Lord will first kill you all today to collect some interest."

Ambros coldly shouted, his Aura becoming increasingly terrifying. The soaring killing intent even affected the weather within Nether City, causing snow to fall lightly throughout the entire area.

Under this terrifying pressure, Minghua Zhenjun, Huanglong Zhenjun, and the other Human True Lords guarding the city all had solemn expressions, feeling a heavy, mountain-like force binding their bodies.

Not only were they unable to control the Heaven and Earth demonic power that they usually wielded with ease, but they also couldn't even mobilize the power within their own bodies.

Control!

This was precisely the immense power possessed by Late Stage Ninth Realm experts.

After condensing their Dark World to a Perfection state, they could project the power of their Dark World into reality, thereby gaining limited control over the surrounding Heaven and Earth.

Within the areas they controlled, every thought and movement possessed unfathomable power. Opponents who were not of the same Realm would be like being abandoned by the entire world in this area.

It was precisely because of this that Late Stage Ninth Realm experts were called Great True Lords!

Any opponent whose Realm was inferior to theirs would be like a child facing an adult in their presence.

At this moment.

Minghua Zhenjun and the others had solemn expressions. They knew that with the power of the few of them, they had no power to resist Ambros, who possessed Late Stage Ninth Realm strength.

However, they showed no fear, no begging.

"Damn monster! I already suspected you had ill intentions!"

"Slandering Wang Chen was just a test from you. You have long wanted to provoke a war between the two races. Perhaps, the destruction of Blade City was your own doing, just to find an excuse."

"Ugly monster, come on! If you have the guts, kill me! Do you think our Human Race's top experts won't tear you to pieces and completely eradicate your Dead Spirit Race?!"

One by one, the True Lords guarding the city shouted angrily, their faces showing expressions of readiness to die.

To prevent corruption by the Dead Spirit Race, every Human True Lord assigned to guard Nether City was carefully selected and was a staunch supporter of the Human Race's supreme doctrine.

Even when facing the oppression of a Late Stage Ninth Realm expert, they were fearless!

"Good, good, good!"

"You are quite bold, then this Lord will fulfill your wish today!"

Ambros was furious at this sight, and the killing intent emanating from his entire body became even more turbulent.

Recalling that Great True Lord High Priest Tiemoluo had instructed him before coming that he could act freely, Ambros slowly raised one arm.

"After killing you, I will slaughter all the Human Race members in Nether City!"

"I will use your blood to mourn my innocent clansmen who have died!"

Ambros coldly shouted, terrifying power surging in his palm.

In the next second, the Human True Lords guarding the city were about to shed their blood here.

However, just then.

A roar suddenly echoed from the meeting hall behind the Human True Lords:

"Slaughter my Human Race clansmen in Nether City? Ambros, you have sought your own death!"

The moment this voice sounded, a vast divine light burst forth from the center of the meeting hall, surging with an incredibly terrifying Aura towards Ambros.

Before the divine light even arrived, an overwhelming and terrifying pressure enveloped the Heaven and Earth, directly shattering Ambros's control over the surrounding Heaven and Earth.

"Who is it?"

Ambros snorted coldly, ignoring the Early Stage Ninth Realm Human True Lords guarding Nether City. His gaze was fixed on the approaching divine light, his expression incredibly solemn.

Within this divine light, he felt a terrifying Aura that was in no way inferior to his own.

The person who came must be a Late Stage Ninth Realm Great True Lord of the Human Race!

Boom boom boom!!!

The power within Ambros surged forth like raging waves, sweeping towards the incoming divine light.

This outpouring of power carried an incredibly terrifying might, disturbing the entire Heaven and Earth, making it seem like a turbulent sea at this moment.

However, this power, upon contact with the flying divine light, dissipated into nothingness, continuing to blow backward like a gentle breeze.

And at the same time, the divine light receded, revealing an old man with white hair.

The old man was dressed in a green long robe, his hands clasped behind his back. He simply stood there quietly, yet the Aura emanating from him shook the Heaven and Earth.

Compared to him, Ambros was overshadowed.

Qing Yunzi!

The first person of the Netherworld Human Clan!

A terrifying existence infinitely close to the Emperor Realm!

Looking at the entire Netherworld, only the Great True Lord High Priest Tiemoluo of the Dead Spirit Race could be compared to him.

"Qing Yunzi? How could you be here?!"

Seeing Qing Yunzi, Ambros's expression stiffened, and he asked in surprise.

Upon closer inspection, a faint, almost imperceptible fear flashed in his eyes.

As an old monster who survived the war between the two races and forced the Dead Spirit Race to sign a peace agreement, Qing Yunzi was infamous among the Dead Spirit Race. The number of Dead Spirits who died at his hands was ten, even dozens of times more than those in Canglan City and Blade City.

"Is where this old man appears something you can question?"

Qing Yunzi glanced at Ambros and said disdainfully.

"You, you, you..."

Hearing this, Ambros's face became incredibly ugly.

As a Late Stage Ninth Realm expert, this old fellow Qing Yunzi didn't even put him in his eyes.

Ambros had not felt such humiliation for hundreds of years.

If it were anyone else, he would surely flay them and burn their Soul in a sky lantern to vent his hatred.

However, remembering Qing Yunzi's infamous reputation, Ambros could only suppress the anger in his heart at this moment.

He had advanced to the Late Stage Ninth Realm after the war between the two races and had personally witnessed Qing Yunzi's achievements on the battlefield. He knew in his heart that he was not an opponent for Qing Yunzi.

"Qing Yunzi, what this Lord just said was out of anger, I hope you can understand..."

Looking at Qing Yunzi, Ambros suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a slightly unnatural, low voice.

Ambros felt that the situation had already spiraled out of his control. He came to Nether City to demonstrate to the Human Race, but he ended up drawing out this old monster Qing Yunzi. Now, he could only change his plan first.

However.

Ambros's words were not yet finished when he was directly interrupted by Qing Yunzi:

"What kind of thing are you? Do you even deserve to call yourself 'this Lord' in front of this old man?!"