242: Kill

However, the next moment, a ray of light suddenly shot out from Wang Dong's eyes.

The golden light was as thick as lightning, and as soon as it appeared, it directly struck the Golden Eye Royal Clan in front of him.

Pfft!

It sounded like flesh being struck.

The next moment, "Ah!" The Golden Eye Royal Clan let out a scream.

He felt a fatal crisis.

In other words, Wang Dong's casual eye beam seemed enough to kill him completely!

And that was indeed the case.

Without any power to resist, the next moment, the once incredibly powerful body was torn into pieces.

A bloody smell permeated the heavens and earth, and his Divine Soul had no chance to escape.

Under that ray of light, it had been pierced through and annihilated.

Wang Dong's attack was too terrifying.

Countless people noticed this scene and couldn't help but feel a chill.

They quickly withdrew their gaze, not daring to continue looking at Wang Dong.

Wang Dong sneered.

"The Golden Eye Royal Clan has quite the nerve; a mere Heavenly God Realm Nine Heavens dares to spout nonsense in front of me."

"If you seek revenge, send an Ancestor King!"

As Wang Dong's words fell, the already incredibly shocked crowd became even more terrified.

Does this Human Race Holy Body truly act so uninhibited?

Is he not afraid of the Golden Eye Royal Clan's retaliation?

He even openly provoked an Ancestor King.

Should one say he is highly skilled and bold, full of confidence in himself, or that he is seeking death?

Regarding the former, everyone naturally felt it was somewhat unlikely.

After all, Wang Dong had steadily progressed along this path, establishing his prestige multiple times.

He once pursued the Holy Master of Yao Guang for 300,000 li, shattered the entire Demon City in one battle, and even when a Supreme Emperor Weapon appeared, a Holy Master still fell, which was enough to show his immense power.

And a powerful person must be cautious; clearly, Wang Dong would not provoke an Ancestor King like this without absolute certainty.

Everyone did not believe that one below the Saint Realm could cross such a vast gap and challenge a Saint.

It was evident that he did not have 90% confidence; it was certain that Wang Dong had already touched the Sage Way.

Such a speed of cultivation progress was truly like a myth.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, looking at Wang Dong with a hint of shock.

But at the same time, there was a hint of regret.

In ordinary times, a strong person like Wang Dong casually killing someone from the Heavenly God Realm Nine Heavens would not be a problem.

But today was the Ten Thousand Clans Assembly, and this was also Xinhai City.

As expected.

The next moment, a colossal figure appeared above the sky.

Immediately after, an Aura that suppressed the heavens and earth suddenly spread.

A roar, like thunder, exploded between heaven and earth.

"Junior! You seek death."

A golden ray of light pierced the sky, and the next moment, it directly descended beside Wang Dong.

This was clearly the innate Divine Ability of the Golden Eye Royal Clan.

And this ray of light was extremely thick, as thick as a thigh, which showed its astonishing power; the caster had at least reached the Half-Saint Realm.

Wherever the light passed, the Void Realm collapsed, and the scene was terrifying beyond compare.

Everyone couldn't help but retreat, fearing being caught in the aftermath.

But Wang Dong's expression remained calm, without any trace of worry.

His eyes once again shot out a ray of light, colliding with the incoming light.

With a rumble.

At the center of the collision, a surge of energy immediately swept out.

Cultivators with weaker cultivation stumbled, and some even vomited blood, nearly losing their lives.

Immediately after, Wang Dong soared into the sky.

He charged in the direction from which the light had just come.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Dong, like a Kunpeng, used extreme speed, transcending time and space, and punched out.

With a rumble.

Another loud bang echoed.

A golden figure was immediately sent flying, crashing into the nearby ancient palace complex, collapsing several before stopping.

This was a Half-Saint Realm expert of the Golden Eye Royal Clan; his figure was not as old as Wang Dong had imagined.

The Yao Race generally has a long lifespan; for this fellow, he might have just entered middle age.

However, at this moment, he no longer had his arrogant demeanor, and a hint of terror appeared in his eyes.

This person's cultivation seemed somewhat off; it didn't match the information he had received earlier at all.

Wasn't he said to still be in the Heavenly God Realm?

This punch had at least Half-Saint cultivation, and then there was this terrifying physical body; if he hadn't focused on protecting his physical body at the critical moment.

He would probably be torn into pieces by now.

No wonder his back was just now directly killed by a single ray of light.

Terrifying to this extent!

He seemed to have underestimated this Human Race Holy Body.

"Who are you? Do you want to force me to slaughter your entire race?"

Wang Dong glanced at him indifferently, then walked towards other places to continue exploring this ancient city.

From beginning to end, he didn't even give the other party a proper look; even though the other party's strength was indeed very powerful, Wang Dong still didn't care in the slightest.

This scene drew exclamations from the crowd.

Yet, the beings of the Golden Eye Royal Clan only felt immense shame.

They wished they could rush up and fight Wang Dong for 300 rounds at this moment.

But in the end, they forcefully restrained their impulse.

He was no match for Wang Dong.

The moment they made contact, he had already confirmed this thought of his.

Perhaps the only ones who could contend with Wang Dong were the Ancestor King experts of their clan.

But the Emperor Dao between heaven and earth had only just opened not long ago.

The beings of their Yao Race recovered a bit slower and were still in slumber at this moment.

If he, alone, insisted on challenging Wang Dong, he might only become a side dish for wine later on.

Such things were not uncommon; the Golden Eye Royal Clan expert, who had lived for countless years, was well-versed in the Dao of self-preservation.

However, some people also developed a strong interest in Wang Dong.

To be precise, it was the Yao!

They began to conspire with each other, seemingly to conduct some negotiations and discussions regarding Wang Dong.

The entire process was incredibly secretive, but for Wang Dong, it wasn't so hidden.

It was just that Wang Dong didn't care.

"Cowards."

Wang Dong said indifferently, then continued walking into the distance.

There should be a seat for him over there.

The Ten Thousand Clans Assembly was about to begin; as one of the Human Race's top experts, if he didn't even have a seat, then the Yao Race's magnanimity would be too small.

Moreover, they were not enough to be described as Yao.

Primordial Beings, these four words inherently represented a kind of majesty.

Between heaven and earth, bell tolls began to sound, one after another, at some unknown time.

The sound was ancient and profound, carrying a special Dao charm.

And as the bell tolls ceased, many experts of the Primordial Royal Clan finally took their seats.

Wang Dong, meanwhile, sat among the crowd below.

Even though he merely chose a seat at random, it still drew the attention of many.

It was only when the beings of the Primordial Royal Clan appeared that people shifted their gaze away from Wang Dong.

Everyone rose to greet them.