227: You are the same!

Upon the earth, a thunderous roar resounded.

Two teams were engaged in a fierce clash.

"Pah!"

"You Yao Race brats!"

"In this Sui Xu Forbidden Domain, don't bother with that hypocritical act!"

"If you want to snatch this ancient Spirit Medicine, you'll have to step over our corpses first!"

"Hehe... step over your corpses...?"

"With just you measly King Ranks...?"

Before the voice could finish.

Rumble—!

Thunder suddenly rolled across the sky, and a powerful pressure instantly bore down.

The dozens of Yao Race Martial Artists on the ground looked up in horror, unable to even let out a scream.

Bang... bang bang bang... the sound of bodies exploding was incessant as they all turned into a bloody mist under that pressure.

"Ugh!"

The dozens of bewildered Human Race Martial Artists had just looked up.

A calm voice had already reached them first.

"There are fellow clansmen ahead of you; go and regroup with them."

As the voice fell.

A black streak of light had already vanished into the sky.

Lin Yan withdrew his gaze from below, glancing casually at the System panel where the charge value remained stagnant, and gave a slight shake of his head with a smile.

It seemed that King Rank and Venerable Rank opponents basically yielded no charge value anymore.

No matter.

He raised his eyes to look at the faint outline of a city in his field of vision.

The Martial Artists of the Ten Thousand Races inside shouldn't be few.

The journey proceeded in silence.

Flying at full speed, Lin Yan was soon able to sense the condition of the entire city.

The same rich traces of time, the same heavy and vast sense of antiquity rushing at him.

He glanced at the writing above the city gate, which was so blurred it was completely unrecognizable, then shifted his gaze toward the largest mansion in the city and charged straight for it... Inside the mansion, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, with two groups of people facing each other like ignited powder kegs, swords drawn and bows bent.

"What? Does your Spirit Race also want a piece of the pie here?"

"Hehe... within the ancient lands, everything is decided by strength."

"It's true that your God Race arrived here first, but with your current manpower, it seems a bit insufficient..."

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, a flurry of noisy footsteps was heard.

Another team appeared.

One of the three armored men at the front let out a light chuckle.

"Hehe... 'decided by strength,' well said!"

"In the view of This General, the combined strength of your Spirit Race and God Race here cannot even compare to my Immortal Race!"

"Therefore..."

He placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist; the threat was self-evident.

The leaders of the Spirit Race and God Race saw this, and their expressions instantly became incredibly ugly.

As two races that bordered the Immortal Race in Sui Xu Ancient City, they naturally recognized the man speaking.

Shen Deng, a fellow One-Star Great General.

It wasn't just him.

They also recognized the two people beside Shen Deng.

Huo Lan and Gong Xiao.

Also One-Star Great Generals of the Immortal Race.

This was the reason their faces had turned so sour.

The Forbidden Domain was so large, yet the Immortal Race had managed to encounter each other so quickly.

Their expressions shifted constantly.

Usually, they might let it go, but they were well aware of the value of the Opportunities within the mansions of the ancient city... finally.

The God Race leader was the first to speak.

"Shen Deng, although there are three of you, if you want to forcibly monopolize this place..."

Before he could finish.

Shen Deng narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing through them.

Clang—!

The precious sword was unsheathed, and a powerful Aura belonging to an Eighth-Stage Emperor Rank Martial Artist erupted.

"I gave you face, but you didn't want it!"

At the same time, Huo Lan and Gong Xiao, who had remained silent, also summoned their spirit weapons.

The expressions of the Spirit Race and God Race generals changed slightly.

Just as a battle between the three races was about to break out.

With a loud "Bang," countless fragments of rock splashed like raindrops in their center.

A tall figure clad in black-gold armor suddenly appeared.

A calm and deep voice slowly rang out.

"This place belongs to This General now."

Before the members of the three races could react.

Another thunderous boom occurred.

A mass of raging black flames suddenly surged around the figure in black-gold armor, and two dazzling beams of white light burst from his eyes.

Two Supreme pressures surged forth like a bursting dam, sweeping in all directions with the force of a mountain-toppling wave, instantly enveloping everyone from the three races present.

"You all, are the same!"

This is—!

Whether it was the two generals from the Spirit and God Races, or the three from the Immortal Race including Shen Deng, their faces all changed slightly.

"Human Race! Lin Yan!"

Amidst numerous startled roars, the black-flamed figure appeared instantly before the Spirit Race general.

Followed by an incomparably violent, explosive punch.

"You...!"

Only a startled and furious roar that could not be fully completed was heard.

Bang—!

The entire city shook.

A headless corpse collapsed heavily.

The pupils of the three races' members constricted violently.

What?!

An instant kill?!

An Eighth-Stage cultivation One-Star Great General of the Spirit Race was killed in an instant!

Shen Deng's trio and the God Race general standing on the other side were especially filled with shock, their bodies involuntarily taking a step back.

They had received news before entering the Forbidden Domain that the Human Race Supreme One—Lin Yan—had come to the Starry Sky Ancient City and had engaged in a Flag-Planting Battle with the Demon Race.

It was just that before they had time to understand the specific details of the battle, a series of changes occurred, and they entered the Forbidden Domain.

Who could have imagined they would run into him now and witness such a terrifying scene with their own eyes?

Without the slightest hesitation, the four of them roared in unison, "Retreat!"

However, the very moment their roars fell.

A ghost-like figure appeared in front of the God Race general who had just finished turning around.

"You...!"

It was a startled and furious roar cut short, just like the Spirit Race general's earlier.

Bang—!

A dull, heavy sound echoed.

The God Race general's body trembled violently, and a spray of crimson blood erupted from his mouth.

On his pain-filled face, his eyes were full of disbelief as they first met the cold white eyes that were almost pressed against his own.

Then he slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling upon the massive bloody hole in his chest.

There, an arm encased in black-gold armor was brutally impaling him.

The God Race general's eyes gradually dimmed as the light of life rapidly drained from his body.

Squelch—!

With a soft sound.

Lin Yan withdrew his right arm and lightly pressed his left hand against the head that was blocking his view, pushing hard. Like discarding a piece of worthless trash, he sent the God Race general's corpse flying.

Having done this.

He first cast a casual glance at the remaining members of the three races who were desperately fleeing out of the mansion.

Then he slightly raised his eyes, locking onto the three streaks of light soaring into the sky.

A strange light flashed through those white eyes that exuded an immortal Aura from the corners.

Boom—!

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

The originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded as if by a layer of thick dark clouds, instantly becoming dim.