284: Five Ancient Ancestors

"Gone."

"Dammit, that Human Race member who intercepted us calculated perfectly that we would gather together."

The Yao Race border, at the original location of Mangyu Demon Mountain.

After several days of waiting, the supreme powerhouses of the Yao Race who had returned from outside had all gathered together.

And because of these few days, they missed the best opportunity to intercept Yi Ming and the others.

One step slow, every step slow.

The faces of the five Yao Race Old Ancestors were incredibly unsightly.

It was all because of that Human Race member who intercepted them; not only did they fail to capture him, they also lost seven True Immortals and over a dozen Great Emperors and Quasi-Emperors.

The large-scale fall of Martial Artists at this level made their hearts bleed, even for them.

"What do we do now?" one Yao Race Old Ancestor asked gloomily. "We've been led around in circles by the Human Race."

"What else is there to do?" Another Yao Race Old Ancestor's eyes surged with fury. "Since everyone is back, of course we go together to attack Chixuan Pass!"

"Nearly ten Realms have been destroyed and countless citizens have died; this debt must be settled!"

Lead the army together to attack the Human Race's Chixuan Pass?

The other three Yao Race Old Ancestors looked at each other, their expressions slightly hesitant.

"The specific situation hasn't been grasped yet. What if this is another trap by the Human Race?"

"One Gongshang Ling has already died. Not to mention the scenario where we all fall there, if there's another..."

Although the rest of the sentence wasn't finished, those who heard it already understood.

Immediately.

The expressions of these Yao Race Old Ancestors became even more unsightly.

Should they gamble?

If they entered a Human Race trap again and even one of the five of them perished... would the other four races still remain in the Alliance? Might they turn around and destroy the Yao Race first?

After all, if such a situation really occurred, one thing would be very clear.

That is, the Human Race is a tough nut to crack.

In contrast, they who suffered heavy losses would become fat meat.

Thinking from another's perspective, if they were the other four races... Thinking of this.

"Fuck!" A Yao Race Old Ancestor let out a roar of impotent rage. "This is so stifling!"

This sudden roar caused the vast mist of the entire Land of Nothingness to shake violently, and it startled many supreme Yao Race experts who were quietly waiting.

What's the situation?

Before they could react.

"Contact the Ancient Ancestor!"

"Where is the Ancient Ancestor?"

"Why has there been no sign of the Ancient Ancestor after such a major event?"

"It's been so long, have they still not dealt with that person from the Human Race?"

Several Yao Race Old Ancestors spoke at the same time.

As they spoke, they began operating their communication tools without a second thought.

However... after a long time.

The Land of Nothingness fell into silence.

"No reply... Could the Ancient Ancestor have also been schemed against by the Human Race...?"

When these words came out, even the speaker didn't realize his voice was trembling slightly.

It was one thing if the Demon Mountain was shattered, and it was acceptable if nearly ten Realms were gone; if countless citizens died, they could be nurtured again over time.

But if the Ancient Ancestor also... Hiss!

The five didn't dare think further and instantly made a decision.

"We can't worry about the thoughts of the other four races anymore."

"Wait!"

"See what exactly the Human Race wants to do!"

"If they still have a plan, they will surely implement it soon."

"And if they really are scheming against us as we expect, this counts as avoiding a conspiracy!"

...In that mysterious land filled with endless darkness, desolation, and sorrow, time seemed like a surging yet chaotic torrent crashing wildly, and space felt like a broken, interwoven, and distorted eerie maze in total disarray.

Five elderly men stood with slightly hunched bodies and lowered heads, their eyes filled with terror and unease. They stood in a row in this chaotic place, trembling with fear, not even daring to exchange a single glance, like children who had made a mistake waiting for a severe punishment.

"God-damned Human Race! That bastard Si Hongyi! Since you are so powerful, why didn't you say so earlier? We weren't so bored that we'd come to provoke you for no reason, right? Truly..." These five cursed secretly in their hearts, filled with annoyance and regret.

Suddenly.

A thick, pungent scent of blood rushed towards them like a surging wave.

A burly, muscular bald man, built like a towering mountain, appeared before the five elders like a ghost, without any warning.

Without a word, he swung his palm, which was as large as a cattail leaf fan.

Slap—!

He delivered a solid, heavy slap to each of them.

The sudden attack caused their heads to ring instantly; their vision blurred, and the entire world seemed to flip upside down at that moment.

Before they could recover from the intense dizziness, a coarse, powerful voice boomed in their ears like a clap of thunder.

"Still not behaving while being punished to stand, eh?"

Wuwu~~!

Hearing this, the five Immortal Emperor Ancient Ancestors—who could normally make the world tremble with a stomp of their feet in the Three Thousand Realms of the Starry Sky—completely ignored the clear palm prints on their faces and the blood slowly seeping from their lips. Like mangy dogs with their spines removed, they frantically shook their heads at the burly man in front of them, pleading incessantly.

"Lord... we were wrong!"

"Don't hit us! Stop hitting us!"

Seeing this, the bald man's brow furrowed into a tight knot, his eyes filled with disgust and impatience.

"What are you shouting for?"

This roar was like a sharp command, making the expressions of the five instantly turn comical as they froze in place.

They blinked and looked piteously at the man, looking like a group of naughty students being lectured by a strict teacher in a classroom, not daring even to breathe loudly.

The man looked at their pathetic and wretched state, curled his lip in disdain, and snorted coldly.

"Truly asking for a beating. If it weren't for the fact that you're still somewhat useful to that little brat Hong Tian, given your treasonous behavior of daring to provoke the Imperial Son, your entire races would have been slaughtered long ago!"

The five nodded their heads like pounding garlic, their faces plastered with fawning and flattering smiles as they hurriedly said:

"Yes... yes... your lordship's lecture is absolutely right..."

Among them, the Yao Race Ancient Ancestor carefully opened his mouth, his voice trembling like a leaf in the wind, and spoke softly.

"Lord, may I ask who the Imperial Son you mentioned is...?"

However, before he could finish his sentence, the bald man's eyebrows shot up, and his gaze was like a sharp blade piercing straight through him.

Damn it!

The Yao Race Ancient Ancestor's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and he cursed inwardly.

Immediately after.

Slap—!

He didn't hesitate to give himself a hard slap on the face, then immediately said with a face full of smiles.

"Lord... this lowly one absolutely dares not have any other thoughts. I only thought to learn of the Imperial Son's identity so that when the five of us useless things return, we can better restrain our clansmen and let them know the heights of the heavens, so they never dare commit the same mistake again."

"Hehe..." The man curled his lip dismissively. "Don't think I, Old Lian, don't know what ghost of an idea you're harboring in your heart."

"Since you've arrived here, just stay here obediently and stop thinking about things that don't matter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, although the expressions of the five changed slightly and imperceptibly, they instantly returned to normal. Then came another series of nodding and bowing as they spoke incessantly:

"Yes... yes..."

"It was our muddled thinking that failed to recognize the situation and offended your lordship."

"Lord, please go about your business! You go ahead!"

The bald man snorted coldly, and with a flash, he disappeared from the spot, leaving the five Ancient Ancestors still standing in this distorted time and space, looking at each other with mixed emotions.