117: Old man, have you ever seen the Immortal Slaughtering Formation?
The voice of the Golden Ancient Emperor carried an arrogance that was only natural,
echoing inside the deathly silent Wutong Divine Hall.
Even the mighty White Tiger Clan back then had fallen under him and a group of Ancient Emperors,
the Bloodline of the White Tiger Emperor was devoured,
a mere junior,
why would he care about her?
He even felt this was a reward.
A reward that allowed the White Tiger Clan to rely on him, an Ancient Emperor from the Mythological Era!
The Golden Ancient Emperor, who had just recovered at this moment, completely failed to notice,
that the representatives of the various races, who should have been envious and jealous when he said this,
were now all silenced, their expressions utterly spectacular.
They opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but due to the Golden Ancient Emperor's coercion, they couldn't utter a single word.
Make the White Tiger Saint Body cripple half her cultivation?
Go serve the Golden Ancient Emperor as a maid?
And call this a great honor?!
This old thing... had he slept for a million years and slept away his brains?!
Did he not know who stood behind this White Tiger Saint Body?
That was the Jiang Family!
It was the Jiang Family that would flatten a Life Forbidden Zone without a second thought!
Therefore, the moment Jin Changge heard this, his vision went black, and he nearly fainted on the spot.
He felt his Divine Soul screaming, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
It's over!
This time, even Immortals couldn't save them!
Why did he humble himself so much to beg Bai Qingxue, who hadn't even reached the Saint level?
Wasn't it precisely because he feared offending her and the Jiang Family behind her?
Now, look what happened,
one sentence from the Ancient Ancestor offended everyone!
He used all his strength to suddenly lift his head,
his pale face filled with despair and pleading, as he roared hoarsely:
"Ancient Ancestor! You mustn't! Absolutely not!!"
Shen Wudao reacted even faster; the moment the Golden Ancient Emperor's voice fell, he retreated a hundred zhang without hesitation,
completely distancing himself from Jin Changge and the Golden Ancient Emperor, then fell with a thump, prostrating himself toward Bai Qingxue.
He roared, using all the strength in his life:
"Goddess, please be wise! The collusion between my God Race and the Golden Lion Clan was entirely under duress! From today forward, my God Race severs all ties with the Golden Lion Clan and vows never to associate with them again! We are willing to serve Your Highness the Imperial Son and you, Goddess, through thick and thin, even unto death!"
This series of actions was smooth and swift, reaching the extreme, fully demonstrating the survival instinct of a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse.
If you sell out your teammates, you must be fast, accurate, and ruthless!
The Golden Ancient Emperor was stunned by the completely different reactions of Jin Changge and Shen Wudao. He frowned deeply and scolded unhappily:
"What's all the noise! Where are your manners! Are a descendant bearing Criminal Blood and an insignificant junior worth such a loss of composure?"
He lived in the Mythological Era,
in that era, the Life Forbidden Zones were the Dominators of the world,
and the Human Race was merely blood food raised in captivity, insignificant ants.
He simply could not understand
why his descendants were so terrified.
However, Bai Qingxue smiled.
On her cold, exquisite face, a faint yet stunning smile finally blossomed.
"Old thing, it seems you've slept for too long."
Her voice was very soft, yet it clearly entered the ears of everyone present.
"Today, I shall teach you a principle."
"The era has changed."
The moment her voice fell, Bai Qingxue raised her eyebrows slightly, her body trembled for an instant, and her cheeks flushed.
She knew this was the Primordial Purple Qi left inside her body by her Husband reacting.
It was also him notifying her.
At the same time,
a murderous Qi, billions of times more terrifying than the Golden Ancient Emperor's Imperial Dao Dragon Might,
descended without warning!
That wasn't coercion, nor was it an Aura,
but a pure, ultimate Will of Slaughter!
It was as if the Law of Destruction of the entire Emperor Immortal Great World,
was materialized, drawn in, and gathered here at this moment!
"Buzz—!"
An ancient, vast array diagram, seemingly bearing all the slaughter of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms,
slowly unfolded above the Wutong Divine Hall.
Above the array diagram, bloody light flowed, and the phantoms of billions of fallen Gods and Demons rose and fell within it.
Four streaks of differing colors,
yet equally emanating endless murderous Qi, the phantoms of Immortal Swords,
shot up into the sky!
Red, cyan, black, and white!
But upon closer inspection,
these four 'Immortal Swords' all looked somewhat strange,
having the shape of a spear, a saber, and cloth, but none had the shape of a sword!
Nevertheless, even so,
the four Ultimate Imperial Weapons of varying forms,
under the blessing of the half-immortal artifact Immortal Slaying Formation Diagram,
still stirred up the winds and clouds of eternity,
a pure, ultimate,
terrifying murderous Qi that seemed capable of burying the All Heavens and Myriad Realms completely,
instantly filled every corner of the Primordial Divine Mountain!
"Wha... what the hell is this?!"
For the first time, the Golden Ancient Emperor's majestic face revealed expressions of horror and disbelief.
From that array diagram, he smelled a deathly Aura capable of destroying both his form and Divine Soul!
That power had faintly exceeded the scope of a Great Emperor,
even surpassing all the power he knew!
"Immortal Artifact?! Impossible, who are you, why do you possess an Immortal Artifact!"
He roared frantically, his Imperial Dao Origin exploding without reservation,
a towering Golden Lion Emperor Dharma Idol condensed behind him,
its head spewing Golden Divine Flames capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas,
attempting to resist the supreme murderous intent that could freeze the Divine Soul.
However, everything was futile.
A mocking voice tinged with laziness, seemingly transmitted from another dimension, clearly echoed deep within everyone's Soul.
"Old thing, have you seen... the Zhu Xian Array?"
Before the words finished.
The four phantom 'Immortal Swords' suspended above the array diagram trembled slightly.
"Clang!"
A streak of bloody sword light slashed through eternity!
That sword light merely made a gentle swipe.
The Golden Ancient Emperor's Natal Divine Flames, capable of incinerating stars,
silently annihilated before that sword light.
His indestructible Imperial Dao Dharma Idol,
before that sword light, was like paper mache,
easily sliced open down the middle, without the slightest pause.
The sword light's momentum remained unchecked, penetrating the dome of the Wutong Divine Hall, piercing through endless space,
and accurately cleaved into the depths of the Primordial Divine Mountain,
into the Ancestral Land belonging to the Golden Lion Clan.
"It's a half-immortal artifact?! Impossible, how can a half-immortal artifact possess this kind of power!—!!!"
The grand, majestic voice,
carried terror and shock for the first time.
That Golden Ancient Emperor had slept for too long;
he had only revived once when Great Emperor Hengyu proved the Dao,
and the Great Emperor before him did not possess the mark of a Current Era Great Emperor,
so he naturally assumed
that this was merely some insignificant Great Emperor who had been dormant for a long time, just like himself.
He completely ignored what kind of existence he had provoked.
By the time he reacted, it was already too late!
He frantically burned his Origin, performing Ultimate Sublimation, trying to block it!
And as this Golden Ancient Emperor revived desperately,
losing the concealment of the Heavenly Secret,
the heavenly dao golden ranking list spanning the All Heavens and Myriad Realms suddenly sensed it,
a brand new ranking began to appear.
[prodigy physique ranking Sixty-First: Nine-Life Lion Emperor Body, Golden Lion Clan! Affiliated power...]
At this moment,
the heavenly dao golden ranking list seemed to suddenly jam,
and the previously displayed 'Sixty-First' ranking began to vanish.
"What's going on?"
"Could it be that this Ancient Emperor of the Ten Thousand Races has fallen back into slumber?"
However, those who understood had already realized,
a terrifying conjecture rising in their hearts.
"No way, was this Ancient Emperor of the Golden Lion Clan slaughtered?"
"H-how is that possible! He was once a Great Emperor level fighter, after all!"
"Did you forget about the Jiang Family destroying two Emperors and wiping out the Sea of Death in a single day?"
Inside the Wutong Divine Hall,
the figure of the Golden Ancient Emperor, condensed from Imperial Dao Will,
developed a faint blood line starting from his glabella.
The blood line quickly spread, covering his entire body.
In his golden eyes, the last traces of horror and confusion remained.
Even upon death, he didn't understand.
What kind of existence he had provoked.
"Bang."
With a soft sound, the Golden Ancient Emperor's figure, like a weathered sand sculpture, shattered violently, turning into golden specks of light that scattered into the air.
An Ancient Emperor who once suppressed an era, a remnant Soul that had slept for a million years, was just... gone.
Killed instantly by a single sword strike.
Along with his remaining main body in the Ancestral Land,
it was cleanly erased as well.
The entire Wutong Divine Hall fell into deathly silence once more.
Jin Changge slumped to the ground, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself: "It's over... it's all over..."
As for Shen Wudao, who was prostrated on the ground,
he now desperately buried his head into the floor, his body trembling violently like chaff, wishing he could turn completely into a stone.
Too terrifying!
Previously, they had heard about the Jiang Family killing two Emperors in a single day,
but hearing about it and seeing it with one's own eyes
were two completely different concepts!
Just then, that lazy voice rang out again.
"The Golden Lion Clan harbored malicious intent, and its Emperor attempted to harm the Imperial Son's Consort. This is a crime of great disrespect."
"Their crime merits execution."
"Exterminate the clan."
The two plain words were like the final verdict of the God of Death.
The moment the voice fell, a black-clad middle-aged figure whose Aura resembled an abyss, appeared before Jin Changge without warning.
It was the Jiang Family's Fourth Ancestor, Jiang Wukong.
He wore a kind smile and spoke gently to the distraught Jin Changge:
"Clan Chief Jin, don't be afraid. It will be quick, and it won't hurt."
Jin Changge suddenly lifted his head, his pupils reflecting Jiang Wukong's smiling face.
"N-no..."
He wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to struggle.
But Jiang Wukong simply extended a finger and lightly touched his glabella.
"Pfft."
With a soft sound, Jin Changge's head exploded into a cloud of blood mist, like a ripe watermelon.
Jiang Wukong withdrew his finger, still smiling as he glanced around. Wherever his gaze fell,
all members of the Golden Lion Clan, whether Saints or ordinary clansmen,
their bodies exploded without warning, turning into a sky full of bloody rain.
In just a few breaths,
an Ancient Imperial Clan with a Legacy spanning millions of years,
was thus casually and completely erased from the Emperor Immortal Great World.
Having finished all this, Jiang Wukong clapped his hands, as if he had only crushed a few ants.
His gaze finally landed on Shen Wudao, who was still paralyzed on the ground, his smile growing even kinder.
"Clan Chief Shen, what about you?"
"I... I was wrong!!"
Shen Wudao suddenly lifted his head, his face already covered in snot and tears. He frantically kowtowed, his voice utterly mournful,
"My God Race is willing to offer everything! Everything we possess! We only beg Lord Imperial Son, we beg Lord Fourth Ancestor, spare the dog lives of my God Race!!"
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