232: Nuwa clan!

“I say, do none of you want to make a move?” Suddenly, Tang Tian said out of the blue.

Hearing Tang Tian’s words, the surrounding Cultivators all felt a sense of suffocation.

In their eyes, Tang Tian was synonymous with a madman.

After all, which normal Cultivator would act like this?

Isn't this guy just asking for trouble?

However, what was quite interesting was that none of the surrounding Cultivators chose to make a move.

Even though many of them were eyeing Tang Tian covetously.

But they were afraid of death.

This kid was a ruthless individual who could easily kill a large number of Quasi-Saints.

Provoke him?

Isn't that just asking for discomfort?

“Young man, is it really good for you to be so arrogant?” Just then, a cold voice rang out from the crowd.

“Hmm?” Hearing this voice, Tang Tian was slightly startled.

Subconsciously, he looked towards the source of the sound.

Not only Tang Tian, but the surrounding Cultivators also subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

They saw a Cultivator with a human head and snake body slowly flying over.

This Cultivator was actually a Middle-aged man with the strength of a Late Stage of Saint Realm.

Seeing the appearance of this Middle-aged man, the surrounding Cultivators all chose to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings became a vacuum zone.

“Nüwa Clan?” Tang Tian’s face showed a surprised expression as he glanced at the Middle-aged man in front of him.

“That’s right!”

“Presumably, you should know how great the conflict between our clan and your Human Emperor Lineage is, right?” The Middle-aged man nodded and said with a fake smile.

Hearing the Middle-aged man’s words, Tang Tian pursed his lips noncommittally.

Because he unconsciously thought of the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation back then.

Or rather, the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

According to Yiyi, this was inherently a conspiracy.

Back then, the Human Race was an existence that stood shoulder to shoulder with various other races.

The Human Emperor back then was even an existence on equal footing with the leaders and helmsmen of various races and forces in the Three Realms.

It was just that later, some people wanted to steal the Luck of the Human Race, and traitors also appeared within the Human Race.

And then, there was the so-called Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

“So what?”

“What do you want to do?” Tang Tian asked indifferently, sizing up the Middle-aged man.

“Hand over the human emperor sword and the Human Emperor Inheritance, and I can leave you a complete corpse.”

“Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” The Middle-aged man looked deeply at Tang Tian and said slowly.

His tone was filled with an undeniable authority.

“Scram!” Hearing the Middle-aged man’s words, Tang Tian couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

The conversation between the two made the surrounding Cultivators feel disoriented.

Their gazes towards Tang Tian were also quite strange.

This kid is really not just ordinarily bold!

How dare he speak to a top Saint like that?

Especially since a Saint of the Nüwa Clan is incredibly powerful, isn’t he?

Doesn’t this kid fear death?

At this moment, many Cultivators around thought of one person.

Tang Tian!

Perhaps, only that crazy kid could firmly suppress the kid in front of them, right?

Tsk tsk!

“Young man, are you really not afraid of death?” The Middle-aged man looked at Tang Tian and said with a fake smile.

His eyes were also full of icy cold light.

It was clear that he had murderous intent.

“Of course I’m afraid of death!”

“It’s just that I don’t think you can do anything to me.”

“Now it’s my turn to ask you, are you afraid of death?” Tang Tian looked at the Middle-aged man and said with a smile.

“Hmm?” Hearing Tang Tian’s words, the Middle-aged man first felt a sense of bewilderment.

Then, he unconsciously became secretly vigilant.

Because he thought of the deaths of a large group of Quasi-Saints not long ago.

Who could guarantee that this kid wouldn't have an even more astonishing trump card in his hand?

Especially since this kid had obtained the Human Emperor Inheritance.

No!

I must strike first!

Thinking of this, the Middle-aged man was about to act.

However, unfortunately, he no longer had the chance.

As the Middle-aged man was about to make a move, a figure appeared in front of Tang Tian.

This figure was none other than the Gray-robed Old Man.

“Your Excellency, do you take our Human Emperor Lineage for granted?” The Gray-robed Old Man glanced at the Middle-aged man and asked calmly.

“It’s you?”

“How is that possible?”

“Rumor has it that you went to the Divine Realm, didn’t you?” Looking at the Gray-robed Old Man, the Middle-aged man was greatly startled.

Unconsciously, he directly chose to retreat.

Seeing the Middle-aged man’s reaction, the surrounding Cultivators all felt a sense of bewilderment.

What exactly is going on?

Could it be that this seemingly ordinary Gray-robed Old Man in front of them is very powerful?

Wait!

Human Emperor Lineage?

Went to the Divine Realm?

Hiss!

Could it be that this Gray-robed Old Man is a top expert of the Human Emperor Lineage?

Even a top expert at the Late Stage of Saint Realm is afraid?

Then how strong must the other party be?

Hunyuan Taiji Golden Immortal Realm?

Or Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal Realm?

“Is it important?”

“Tell me, how do you want to die?” The Gray-robed Old Man looked at the Middle-aged man of the Nüwa Clan expressionlessly and said.

“You can’t kill me, otherwise, our Old Ancestor will definitely not let you go.” While retreating, the Middle-aged man shouted, his voice betraying his inner fear.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Cultivators all felt a moment of suffocation.

At this moment, they finally understood.

This Gray-robed Old Man in front of them is definitely not simple.

Perhaps, this is a terrifying existence of the Great Dao Realm!

“When you go to Hell, remember to ask your Old Ancestor if he dares to provoke this Old Man?” After speaking, the Gray-robed Old Man made a clean and decisive move.

He casually flicked a finger.

In an instant, the Middle-aged man of the Nüwa Clan was completely annihilated.

The Storage Ring in his hand also fell into the Gray-robed Old Man’s hand.

“It’s for you!” The Gray-robed Old Man said as he tossed the Storage Ring to Tang Tian.

“Remember to take good care of our Little Princess Your Highness.” The Gray-robed Old Man looked deeply at Tang Tian, then flew away.

Tang Tian looked at the Storage Ring in his hand and fell into contemplation.

This?

In the blink of an eye, another top Saint died because of him?

This is a bit outrageous!

Also, has this Senior been secretly following him all along?

More precisely, was he secretly protecting Junlin and Wanrou, the siblings?

The more Tang Tian thought about it, the more he felt this was possible.

“Uh, is there anyone else who wants to make a move?” After regaining his senses, Tang Tian scanned his surroundings.

Hearing Tang Tian’s words, the surrounding Cultivators couldn’t help but want to curse.

Make a move?

They wouldn't dare even with ten times the courage!

Even a top Saint was instantly killed with ease!

Moreover, the other party seemed to not put the Nüwa Clan’s Old Ancestor in his eyes?

May I ask, is provoking this bastard any different from seeking death?

Why bother provoking him and asking for discomfort?