134: Chapter 134: The Blood Killing Order of the Hades Emperor! Arriving at the Sacrifice Site
Hearing the name the other party called out, Jiang Xuan's eyes were filled with a strange look. Nangong Aotian? The one who was beaten half to death by the Human Dao Clone, Desolate Heaven? Since when did he become the Human Race's number one Prodigy?
The Dao Child of Qingzhou seems to be not very bright, Jiang Xuan shook his head. Facing the opponent's attack, he released the power of the Ancestral Dragon and slapped him to the ground.
Nangong Aotian sank into the ground, his limbs spread out, his eyes dazed, "Who am I, where am I?"
Jiang Xuan glanced at them. These so-called Dao Children, it seems they haven't fully mastered the Top Ten Sacred Bodies yet. Too weak.
His interest waning, he ordered, "Bring him back to the Human Race."
Ao Qian stepped forward obediently, her face full of embarrassment, "Yes, Ancestor."
Ao Qian looked at Nangong Aotian on the ground, annoyed in her heart. Is this all he is? Yet he dared to make a move against the Ancestor. The Human Race's number one Prodigy, bah! This old aunt was truly blind.
After Jiang Xuan left, she ordered everyone, "Come on, get him out and throw him into the Human Race territory. And also, if anyone claims to be the Human Race's number one Prodigy in the future, beat them up!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Ao Qian was indignant. Today's incident made her lose face in front of the Ancestor. So, because of one Nangong Aotian, she held a grudge against all Human Race Geniuses.
In the Heaven Realm, Jiang Xuan looked at the two figures before him. One was shrouded in demonic mist, its aura chilling, while the other's Demonic Qi soared into the sky, with a faint Emperor's might emanating from its body.
It was precisely Jiu You, who had undergone the Fusion with the nine nether demon heart, and the Demon Ancestor, who had refined the Dragon Orb.
Feeling their progress, Jiang Xuan nodded in satisfaction. In a month, they could almost both complete it... In the Demon Realm, in the Ming Demon Race, a giant skull floated in the Void Realm. Suddenly, a token flew out from it, glowing with a crimson light.
"This is! The Underworld Emperor's Blood Kill Order!"
The entire Demon Realm let out a gasp of surprise.
This was a chase order of the Devil Emperor level in the Demon Realm. Who was the Ming Demon Race trying to kill? Making such a big fuss.
Just then, the Underworld Emperor's voice spread throughout the Demon Realm, "Monster Realm, Demon Ancestor. Whoever kills this person, this Emperor will personally bestow an Emperor Weapon."
As soon as these words came out, the entire Demon Realm immediately exploded into an uproar, "What, you can get an Emperor Weapon for killing this person? Is that true or false?"
"Monster Realm Demon Ancestor, who is this? Why have I never heard of him before?"
"Hehe, who cares who he is. Once the Blood Kill Order is out, this person called Demon Ancestor is bound to die. What's there to care about a dead person?"
It's just that no one knows who will take on this mission. At this moment, a bloody light shot into the sky, and a black-robed man took the Blood Kill Order. This person had a sinister expression, his hair was composed of countless tiny skulls, and a huge black skull loomed behind him.
"The affairs of my Ming Demon Race will naturally be resolved by my Ming Demon Race." Arrogant and confident words spread throughout the Void Realm.
"It's Ming Wusheng, one of the three Devil Sons of the Ming Demon Race. Is he actually going to act personally? Heh heh, that Demon Ancestor is doomed."
Ming Wusheng, one of the strongest Prodigies of the Ming Demon Race, was already a Saint King Cultivator before he was a thousand years old. With him making a move, it seems this Emperor Weapon will still belong to their clan. It's just a formality.
A hint of envy flashed in the eyes of many Demon Race members, "I wonder when we will be able to visit the Monster Realm and the Nine Provinces again, especially the Human Race territory. The Cultivators there are a great tonic."
Some who had tasted the deliciousness of the Human Race now had bloodlust in their eyes, and drool flowed all over the ground.
"Hehehe, soon. My Demon Race will one day rule the entire continent. By then, all except the Demon Race will be blood food!"
Time flew by, and a month later, the entire Monster Realm ushered in a major event: the Yao God Sacrifice. All races would travel to the center of the Monster Realm to jointly worship the Yao God.
Afterwards, each race would send out their Prodigies to display their talents on the altar, hoping to gain the Yao God's recognition.
This sacrificial ceremony would even determine the future power structure of the Monster Realm. Whether the Dragon Clan would retain its dominant position or if a new king would emerge depended on who could gain the Yao God's recognition today.
In the Dragon Clan, Jiang Xuan's Demonic Dao Incarnation, the Demon Ancestor, completely refined the Dragon Orb. Pure energy was stored within the Demon Ancestor's body, and a terrifying aura was released from Jiang Xuan.
Just absorbing one layer of power from the orb elevated his Realm from Saint directly past Great Saint, making him a Saint King powerhouse.
As expected of a Great Emperor, in just one month, he allowed me to surpass thousands of years of ordinary people's time. It is truly incredible.
Jiang Xuan felt this new power, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart. Saint King, the last Realm below the Emperor Dao. Without an Emperor, a Saint King is the strongest on the continent.
Perceiving the commotion outside, Jiang Xuan left his main body in the Heaven Realm. Today was the day of the sacrifice, just right to let the entire Monster Realm know of the Demon Ancestor's existence.
The Yao God Altar was surrounded by all living beings of the Monster Realm. Most were in human form. Yao Beasts, upon cultivating to a certain Realm, would choose to transform into human form, their physique not much different from humans.
However, their appearance carried Yao Race characteristics, such as the Dragon Clan, who had two horns on their heads. There were also some Yao Beasts primarily focused on defense, whose transformed forms were generally quite large.
One of the most powerful races now, the Black Tortoise, had a transformed body over three meters tall, like a small giant.
"Only the Dragon Clan among the four great Yao Races hasn't arrived yet. Could it be that they're afraid of losing their dominant position and dare not come?" A great Yao nearby speculated.
"That's not likely. Although the Dragon Clan has declined, they are still a major Yao Race. They wouldn't dare to miss such an important event as the Yao God Sacrifice, otherwise, they would be attacked by the entire Monster Realm."
"Moreover, the three great Yao Races are at their peak. They have an agreement with the Dragon Clan. If they don't come, the three great Yao Races will definitely come knocking on the Dragon Clan's door for trouble. They can avoid the first day but not the fifteenth."
At this point, many great Yao looked towards the three forces at the forefront of the altar, their eyes filled with awe.
The Southern Vermilion Bird, the Western White Tiger, and the Northern Black Tortoise stood in three different directions.
Seeing that the Dragon Clan was still late, the middle-aged man with fiery red hair, who was the leader of the Vermilion Bird Clan, frowned and said impatiently, "Why isn't the Dragon Clan here yet? So many people are waiting! What a grand display!"
The White Tiger Demon Emperor had snow-white hair and seemed to be a man of few words, his cold vertical pupils gleaming with a chilling light.
Although the Black Tortoise Clan was massive, its mind was the most active among the few. "Hehe, old brother Zhu, don't rush. The time for the sacrifice hasn't even arrived yet. Waiting a little longer won't hurt."
The Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor snorted and said nothing more.
"Hahahaha, Old Zhu, your temper is still so impatient. Can't you wait?"
At this moment, Ao Yin's voice came from the Void Realm, accompanied by a Dragon's roar. The core members of the Dragon Clan appeared in the Void Realm. Jiang Xuan stood beside Ao Yin, looking at the surroundings with interest.
"So this is the place of sacrifice," Jiang Xuan thought to himself. Afterward, he felt three different auras of Emperor's might surrounding the altar.
Those should be the Demon Emperors of the other three great Yao Races.
Suddenly, his heart stirred, and Jiang Xuan looked up at the altar. The Bloodline within him began to stir. This strong sense of familiarity, it was indeed left by the Ancestral Dragon.
Beside him, hearing Ao Yin's words, the Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor's expression was arrogant. He urged Ao Yin, "Hmph! Ao Yin, since you've arrived, stop wasting words and let's begin quickly! Don't forget the agreement between your Dragon Clan and us!"
Ao Yin's expression was playful, and he mocked in his heart, "Heh, so eager. You'll know your mistake in a moment."
Before long, the four Demon Emperors stood in four directions, their expressions pious, chanting incantations. Then, they simultaneously shouted, "Activate!"
The four great Demon Emperors simultaneously shot a beam of light into the center of the altar.
"Rumble, rumble!" The hundred-meter altar began to shake violently, and a giant statue slowly rose from the center of the altar.
Jiang Xuan's gaze sharpened. This familiar feeling grew stronger and stronger. "Hehe, sorry everyone, after today, the Monster Realm will be dominated by me!"