162: Hands-on

However, even so, it can still be cultivated normally as a Family Guardian God.

Its value is still immeasurable.

Immediately, the Grand Elder who had just spoken, his eyes shimmered with brilliant golden light.

"Little friend, the Heavenly Silkworm needs to devour Divine Source to grow and undergo its Nine Transformations. An ordinary Family cannot afford to cultivate it. Why not sell it to my Jiang Family? Name your price."

As soon as these words were uttered, many people present also spoke up.

From Yaochi Holy Land, Fuyao Holy Land, Cihang Pure Zhai, and even the Ji Family, people voiced their interest.

How extraordinary was this Heavenly Silkworm?

It didn't matter if they didn't get it; if someone else did, it would undoubtedly be a growth in their foundation and strength.

If possible, everyone hoped to claim it.

As voices rolled in, Wang Yusheng merely smiled.

He held the Divine Source along with the Heavenly Silkworm in his arms.

He, of course, recognized this creature.

It was just that he had other ideas in his heart.

If other families could buy it, why couldn't the Wang Family raise it?

Even if the cultivation cost was extremely high, with the Clan Chief's unfathomable methods, coupled with his extremely profound art of seeking sources, it might not be impossible for this Heavenly Silkworm to undergo its Nine Transformations.

If the Heavenly Silkworm were to attain the Dao of an Ancient Emperor, the Wang Family would also be an Imperial Family with a profound foundation.

Just as he was thinking this in his heart.

A vast Aura suddenly came from afar, approaching from a distance, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Enough! This is my Primordial Royal Clan! How dare you humans be so rude?"

In an instant, several figures flashed across the sky.

Immediately after, several figures appeared before everyone.

The one leading them had golden hair and golden eyes, and his Aura was powerful, already a Heavenly God Realm expert.

"Golden Eye Royal Clan!"

The Elders of the Ancient aristocratic families all changed their expressions, and the scene instantly quieted down.

The Heavenly Silkworm was indeed rare, even said to be unique in the world.

Perhaps only this one remained, and its value after growing up was even more immeasurable.

However, they could not afford to provoke a behemoth like the Primordial Royal Clan.

Ever since the Major Achievement Holy Body's Dao transformation, the Dao of the previous Great Emperor dissipated even faster.

Countless Prodigies sealed in Divine Sources emerged, and naturally, Primordial Saints would also emerge from the Primordial Divine Mountain.

And these Saints of these races would never distinguish right from wrong; they only knew how to protect their own and prioritize their race.

If, at that time, turmoil were to arise, it would bring no benefit to the God Race.

It was precisely based on this that everyone remained silent.

The golden-haired, golden-eyed Primordial Royal Clan, seeing that no one dared to speak.

Only then did he arrogantly raise his head and look at the Heavenly Silkworm.

He couldn't help but lightly lick his lips.

The Primordial Royal Clan was based on Bloodline; the purer the Bloodline, the higher the talent.

If he could devour this Heavenly Silkworm, his own Bloodline, already that of a Primordial Royal Clan, would be further purified.

It might even allow him to reach the level of a top Prodigy of that era.

He would have hope of achieving the Ancient Emperor.

"Boy, offer this item."

He first spoke in the Human Race language, then secretly transmitted a message to the person next to him.

"Go and retrieve this item for me."

The next moment, this person shot out at an extreme speed.

Wang Yusheng had already noticed that the surrounding space was not quite right.

He himself was proficient in teleportation arrays, and his sensitivity to space far exceeded that of others.

Immediately, the Dao patterns in his hand flashed, and he was about to leave with the Heavenly Silkworm.

But just at this moment.

A brilliant bloody light flashed.

The Primordial Royal Clan member who had just appeared, having just emerged from the Void Realm, had his head explode into smithereens.

The air was filled with a bloody smell; only a headless corpse lay on the ground.

Wang Yusheng was stunned. What happened?

Before he could react, a familiar voice, incredibly calm yet carrying an indescribable domineering Aura, reached his ears.

"This Heavenly Silkworm is good. Let's take it back and raise it."

It's the Clan Chief!?

Wang Yusheng was incredulous; he was extremely familiar with the Clan Chief's voice.

But shouldn't the Clan Chief be handling Family affairs in the Endless Sea at this time?

How could he appear here?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look in the direction from which the voice came.

He saw a figure in ink-like green robes standing there indifferently.

His eyes were calm, one hand behind his back, exuding a natural and imposing demeanor.

And beside him stood a peerlessly beautiful woman.

This person was none other than his Clan sister, Wang Jiayao!

It really was the Clan Chief!

But why had this old fellow become so young?

Wang Yusheng frowned.

If Wang Jiayao hadn't been standing next to him, he would have doubted whether this guy, who looked as young as himself, was the Clan Chief.

After all, Wang Dong's current appearance had undergone significant changes.

Aside from the faint outlines that still resembled his past self.

Everything else was too different.

And everyone was startled by this scene.

They all looked at that figure, with a hint of shock in their eyes.

What an arrogant junior!

He actually dared to kill a Primordial Living Being right in front of the Golden Eye Royal Clan.

However, his strength could not be underestimated.

It was just one move; from this perspective, he didn't seem like a junior at all.

At the same time.

Yao Yue on the stone platform was also startled, staring at that figure for a long time.

She felt a strange sense of familiarity.

But she hadn't met Wang Dong many times before, plus Wang Dong's change in appearance.

For a moment, she couldn't recall, but inexplicably, she felt familiar.

Even a tremor had already arisen in her heart.

Who exactly was he?

Yao Yue lightly pursed her red lips, her heart inexplicably rising.

The Golden Eye Royal Clan was enraged beyond measure at this sight.

He looked at Wang Dong and coldly shouted.

"Who are you, you dog? How dare you attack my Royal Clan? Today, you will surely die!"

Wang Dong stood with his hands behind his back and smiled indifferently.

"Is that so? What about a Royal Clan? If I kill them, I kill them."

"Haha! Very well, very well! The Primordial Royal Clan has not emerged for years, and I didn't expect such an arrogant person to appear in the Human Race! You will pay the price for your arrogance."

The Golden Eye Royal Clan roared, and then a monstrous Aura was released without any concealment.

Heavenly God Realm!

This was already the strength level of Holy Land Holy Lords and Great Sect Leaders!

One must know that in an era where Great Emperors and Saints did not emerge, this was already the Peak expert in the world.

Although his status within the Primordial Royal Clan was unknown, to send out just one person with such strength indicated an unfathomably deep foundation.

Everyone couldn't help but become even more wary in their hearts.

Just at this moment.

Several Grand Elders of Yaochi Holy Land spoke coldly.

"Private duels are forbidden within the Gambling Stone Workshop of God City. If the two of you wish to fight, please leave, otherwise, don't blame this old woman for being rude!"

Upon hearing this, the Golden Eye Royal Clan's condensed Aura paused, then slowly stopped.

He wasn't backing down out of cowardice.

Rather, it was a strategic retreat.

There were too many top Human Race powers here.

Yaochi Holy Land was even one of the supreme Dao Lineages. Although the Primordial Royal Clan was not afraid of offending them, this action would be unwise.

He looked at Wang Dong coldly with his golden eyes, making a throat-slitting gesture.