227: Su Changqing's tricks

The Thousand Illusions Mask is an Immortal Artifact that can mimic any appearance, even replicating a person's aura perfectly.

Therefore, Su Changqing currently looked no different from a Yao Race Martial Artist.

He blended into the Martial Artists of all races and began to slack off, as the attention of the surrounding Martial Artists was focused on 'Su Changqing', naturally preventing them from noticing anything amiss.

At this moment, 'Su Changqing' was locked in a crucial battle with the crowd.

Although 'Su Changqing' possessed eighty percent of his own combat power, he lacked Immortal Artifacts and had too few trump cards. Furthermore, he was only at the Early Stage of the Saint Realm, making him somewhat overwhelmed by the encirclement of the Myriad Races Saint Realm Experts.

Of course.

The number of Myriad Races Holy Realm martial artists who had fallen was considerable; 'Su Changqing' had slain a total of one hundred and fifty-three, including two Holy Realm martial artists in the Late Stage.

"Su Changqing, your talent is truly terrifying. If we allow you to grow, our Myriad Races will probably never have a chance to rise again."

Heavenly Saint Divine King's eyes flickered with killing intent as he looked at Su Changqing.

The other Martial Artists of all races also nodded in agreement.

Su Changqing's talent was simply too terrifying; at merely the Early Stage of the Saint Realm, he possessed such combat power, his strength was too Heaven-Defying.

'Su Changqing' grinned, blood staining the corner of his mouth.

"Is that so? But you bunch of worthless trash don't seem capable of killing me."

Although 'Su Changqing' had sustained some injuries at this moment, he was not without the power to fight again. The nine Dantians within his body were constantly regenerating, and he also possessed Divine Abilities like Space Teleportation, allowing him to navigate with ease.

Therefore, it wouldn't be easy for these guys to kill him.

Heavenly Saint Divine King sneered, saying:

"To encircle and kill you this time, this King has naturally made ample preparations!"

Ample preparations?

Su Changqing's true body, hidden among the Martial Artists of all races, frowned slightly. What other trump cards did this God Race have left?

He remained silent, watching quietly.

Suddenly, Heavenly Saint Divine King took out a golden ring, inlaid with nine giant Dragons.

This was the God Race's clan-protecting treasure, the Nine Dragon Ring!

Heavenly Saint Divine King infused his True Qi into it. The next moment, the situation changed dramatically; the originally clear sky grew gloomy, a chilling wind howled, and a fierce gale swirled, as if something extraordinary was about to descend.

"Hmph!"

The corner of Heavenly Saint Divine King's mouth curled slightly upward, revealing a smile.

Immediately following, a black door appeared before everyone. From beyond the door, a massive figure stepped out, walking slowly. His every movement contained incredibly terrifying power.

"Respected God, please obliterate your enemy!"

The God was enormous, with three eyes on his gigantic face, each containing two pupils, looking quite frightening.

"Buzz!"

The God hummed, his gaze fixed on 'Su Changqing'.

The latter immediately felt as if he had been targeted by some great terror, his hair standing on end.

"This... this is an Emperor Realm Expert!?

Su Changqing, hidden among the Martial Artists of all races, was instantly startled and his heart pounded.

The God Race's hidden foundation was actually an Emperor Realm God.

Terrifying to such an extent!

It was fortunate that he was cautious enough to send a Clone to resist.

If his true body had come, he might have faced a major problem today.

After all, although his strength was formidable, compared to an Emperor Realm Expert, he was still far inferior; the two were not on the same level at all.

"Su Changqing, today is your day of death!"

Heavenly Saint Divine King sneered.

The reason he chose to unleash the God to deal with Su Changqing today was, firstly, to nip the problem in the bud. After all, this fellow had killed so many God Race Experts; if he wasn't eliminated, Heavenly Saint Divine King would not rest easy.

Secondly, it was to show off their strength among the Myriad Races.

After all, the God Race was very weak now, and many top races like the Yao Race, Ghost Race, and Asura Race were eyeing the God Race.

Rather than waiting for war to break out, it was better to reveal their trump cards in advance and make the other party hesitate.

After all, if a major war truly erupted, an Emperor Realm God projection would be enough to give the Myriad Races a hard time.

As expected.

Seeing the God projection summoned by Heavenly Saint Divine King, the expressions of the Saint Realm Experts present all changed.

Especially Bai Ze Demon Saint and the other Yao Saints, even more so.

They had been preparing to make a move against the God Race earlier.

Fortunately, they didn't act, otherwise, the Yao Race would likely suffer a great loss.

Although the Yao Race also had trump cards, if they were to suffer mutually destructive losses with the God Race because of this, it would be too unworthy.

'Su Changqing' maintained his usual composure, with a hint of coldness, and turned to look at Jiang Jiusheng.

"Senior Sister, you go first!"

Jiang Jiusheng heard this and immediately became anxious.

"Little Junior Brother..."

But before she could finish speaking, Su Changqing directly interrupted her.

"Go!"

Then, he used his True Qi to directly push Jiang Jiusheng dozens of miles away. Immediately after, his gaze turned towards the God.

Frankly speaking, he had not even a sliver of a chance of winning against this God.

But!

This did not hinder his actions.

"Wait!"

'Su Changqing' suddenly spoke.

Heavenly Saint Divine King frowned slightly.

"What, thinking of surrendering? Too late!"

Heavenly Divine King said with a sneer.

'Su Changqing' smiled faintly:

"Everyone, back then in the Fallen Immortal Tomb Secret Realm, all the Martial Artists of all races died. Aren't you curious about what I actually took out of the Secret Realm?"

As soon as 'Su Changqing' finished speaking, the thoughts of everyone present instantly became active.

The Fallen Immortal Tomb Secret Realm, rumored to be the place where Immortals fell. It was absolutely impossible for there to be no treasures there; none of the experts present believed it.

'Su Changqing' took out a Jade Slip from his spatial ring, and he said with a chuckle:

"This is an Emperor Realm Legacy. With this, breaking through to the Emperor Realm becomes much easier."

"I have hundreds of items like this in my spatial ring."

As soon as 'Su Changqing' finished speaking, the eyes of the Saint Realm Martial Artists present instantly turned red, and their breathing became rapid.

Emperor Realm Legacy!!

Hundreds of them!

My goodness.

This... this was an immense treasure.

One must know that all the Martial Artists present were Saint Realm existences; who among them didn't harbor the ambition of breaking through to the Emperor Realm?

However, the difficulty of breaking through to the Emperor Realm was too great. Although the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was much more abundant now, and the Heaven and Earth shackles had also weakened, the difficulty was still considerable.

But if they obtained an Emperor Realm Legacy, everything would be different.

The difficulty of breaking through to the Emperor Realm would be greatly reduced.

Feeling the rapid breathing of the Saint Realm Martial Artists present, Heavenly Saint Divine King seemed to sense something was amiss.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

He had a faint sense of unease in his heart.

'Su Changqing' grinned and said frankly:

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to have a private chat with you, Divine King."

Heavenly Saint Divine King was somewhat speechless upon hearing this.

Have a private chat with him.

He hesitated in his heart. At this moment, the gazes of the surrounding Saint Realm Experts were all fixed on him.