Chapter 200: First Battle Against the Ancient God Clan

The surroundings were quiet; those other-race people who originally thought the human race was a bit arrogant all widened their eyes, gazing at the fallen Tianying, mouths slightly open, unable to speak.

They, like Tianying, all had the same thought: How could this be?

In battles of equal rank, because of the Moon Shadow Clan's illusion-reality substitution and the illusory shadow's death-substitute trait, they perhaps lack high combat power, but they are definitely a troublesome wave, and as their realm rises, their troublesomeness rises as well.

With cultivation equivalent to the human Golden Core stage, their life-preserving ability has greatly increased.

Many other-race people around have the strength to defeat Tianying, but most lack the ability to slay him.

And those humans who can slay Tianying with a casual sword naturally appear somewhat profound in their eyes.

Wang Ping felt no self-satisfaction; he gestured, pulling the storage bracelet from Tianying's person over, his divine sense lightly sweeping it—Tianying's divine sense imprint left on it had already been erased by him.

Because outsiders were present, Wang Ping's sliver of divine sense that he extended merely gave it a light sweep—good heavens! The space inside this bracelet is huge; Wang Ping estimated it to be at least three thousand cubic meters.

It's far larger than the bracelet he wears!

Just as Wang Ping was about to put the bracelet into his bosom, a clear voice sounded:

"Stop! Put down my younger brother's storage bracelet!"

Wang Ping ignored it, set it down, joking, "Such a large storage bracelet would certainly not be cheap even in the Spirit Realm."

Moreover, he had taken a liking to this storage bracelet!

A woman flying from behind the other-race people saw this, her pretty face filled with killing intent, but she dared not act aggressively; she could only look pleadingly at the unusually tall man below.

That man was a person of the Ancient God Clan, and within the clan a fairly renowned talent. His name was Yuzhen.

Having entered Fallen Immortal Valley this time, he too was selected to come to the Moon Shadow Clan, simply because his newly taken concubine invited him to sit here; the reason was obvious to him—he was just giving his younger brother some face.

As for this, Yuzhen didn't care; as long as he followed his Ancient God Clan, no one blind would dare attack them, even the other eleven great clans of hegemon level were the same.

Just now, his concubine's younger brother perhaps wanted to show off his strength in front of Yuzhen, so he fixed his gaze on that lone human who had come here.

Yuzhen's senses were keen; he sensed that Tianying was no match for that human, intending to save him at the critical moment, but who knew—the human acted too swiftly, leaving him no time to rescue.

At this moment, seeing his woman's appearance, and also wanting to test the human's mettle, he prepared to make a move.

In the Spirit Realm, when humans and the Ancient God Clan meet, they rarely do so peacefully; most of the time they first engage in battle.

This is due to the ancient grudge between the two peoples; when humans rose, they inevitably slaughtered in all directions, and the Ancient God Clan also lost many of their people to human hands; in the end, small grievances accumulated into an age-old enmity.

This is determined by the ancient grudge between the two clans; when the human race rose, they inevitably slaughtered in all directions, and many members of the Ancient God clan died at their hands; finally, small accumulated into large, forming an eternal enemy.

Yuzhen strode forth calmly, and all the other-race people ahead made way for him.

Wang Ping's gaze also turned toward the approaching living being, and a sense of warning suddenly arose in his heart.

This humanoid living being seemed quite strong.

Although Wang Ping did not recognize this living being, it did not prevent the surrounding other-race people from exclaiming, and he also understood the newcomer's identity.

The Spirit Realm's foremost great clan, the Ancient God Clan's people, named Yuzhen!

"Whenever the Ancient God Clan and humans clash, there is inevitably a great battle; they have opposed each other for millions of years. Although the Ancient God Clan slightly holds the edge, humans have not been suppressed but have gradually established a firm foothold in the Spirit Realm." An other-race person sighed and said.

"But recently, the Ancient God Clan selected twelve Little God Kings! They are riding high, from Golden Core to Nascent Soul. It is said that the lowest-ranked among them is merely at Golden Core level, yet he has consecutively swept aside the most famous talents of over a hundred powerful clans, and even six of the hegemon clans have been suppressed by him, leaving those clans ashamed and hoping this Little God King will meet his match among humans."

The speaker was a lion with three tails, its whole body black lion fur, and strangely, black flames flickered faintly on its fur.

The surrounding other-race people originally wanted to see which clan's member was making bold comments about the two great peoples, but upon seeing the black lion, they all fell silent.

The Three-Tailed Black Flame Lion, one of the Spirit Realm's powerful peoples, has within its clan five Great Ascension Clan Guardians; because of their bizarre appearance, the myriad peoples of the Spirit Realm acclaim them as emissaries of the Nether Realm.

Such a people indeed has the qualification to comment on the talents of the two peoples.

Beside him, a beast-headed humanoid other-race person grinned and said, "I've heard that all twelve Little God Kings will come this time; I don't know whether the human side has any talents to match them."

The other-race person of the Three-Tailed Black Flame Lion clan said, "We'll just see when the time comes; but first let's watch this battle! I've heard of Yuzhen—he is said to be a talent in the Ancient God Clan, reportedly an innate divine ability user, though what exactly his ability is remains unknown."

The words of the surrounding other-race people were fully heard by Wang Ping; gazing ahead at the approaching figure, almost indistinguishable from a human, smiling calmly, Yuzhen, Wang Ping's heart grew heavier by another degree.

In this world there actually exists a people with innate divine abilities—such divine abilities rival Dao arts!

Such a people, from the very start playing with divine abilities, once fully grown, their understanding of divine abilities must be extraordinarily profound!

"I am Yuzhen of the Ancient God Clan; may we engage in battle?"

"The relationship between the two peoples needs no beating around the bush, so Yuzhen directly got to the point and asked."

Through the conversation of the surrounding other-race people, Wang Ping also knew that in the Spirit Realm, the relationship between humans and the Ancient God Clan is not good; at this moment, under everyone's gaze, having been challenged by the Ancient God Clan, he could not refuse, nor did he wish to—he wanted to test how strong his current strength was, and the Ancient God Clan before him happened to be a perfect whetstone.

Once he made up his mind, Wang Ping cast all thoughts aside and shouted loudly, "What is there to fear?"

A dim azure long sword had already appeared in his hand; today's Azure Mist Sword had reached nine-pattern level! Moreover, Wang Ping had awakened it with a Spirit-Awakening Fruit, so its power is no less than that of an ordinary ten-pattern dharma treasure.

A bluish‑misty long sword had already appeared in his hand; the current Azure Radiance Sword has reached the nine‑pattern level! Moreover, Wang Ping awakened its spirit with a Spirit‑Awakening Fruit, so its power is not inferior to that of an ordinary ten‑pattern treasure!

The Azure Mist Sword suddenly transformed into streaks of five-colored sword light; upon close inspection, there were forty-nine of them.

Then, pointing a finger, all the sword light shot out with a terrifying momentum, thrusting toward Yuzhen.

The smiling, standing Yuzhen, facing the surging sword light, calmly raised his right hand; around him simultaneously appeared forty-nine fireballs the size of fists, and he softly uttered, "Go!"

Those forty-nine fireballs collided one by one with the forty-nine strands of sword light.

Boom! Boom! Boom! …

A series of explosion sounds rang out in the air; before the noise faded, a zhang-long five-colored sword light suddenly blazed, and in the next instant he appeared above Yuzhen's head.

The surrounding other-race people's faces all changed—what a fierce sword, what a swift sword!

How should Yuzhen block it?

The smile on Yuzhen's face had vanished, yet he remained composed; a fire sword made of flames lay horizontally across his crown, barely blocking the five-colored light sword!

Seizing the opportunity, his stepping figure vanished; the next moment, a fiery red large bird appeared in the air.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, his figure vanished with a single step; the next moment, a fiery red large bird appeared in the sky.

A loud, clear bird cry rang out, making the watching other-race people's hearts tremble, and simultaneously drawing the gaze of other-race people farther away.

Wang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly; the five-colored sword light reappeared, slashing toward the red fire bird.

One sword, one bird collided again in the air!

One sword and one bird collided again in the air!

This time, Wang Ping's sword light split the fire bird in two, while his sword light was also melted by the fire bird's terrifying heat.

Their attacks came one after another, the surroundings continuously echoing with sword chimes and bird cries. Having entered the Golden Core stage, they could briefly rise in the Spirit Realm, so their battle was no longer confined to the ground—sometimes high in the sky, sometimes on the ground, and the surrounding boulders and ancient trees were all shattered in their attacks.

Boom!

The five-colored sword light shattered, the crimson great bird cried mournfully, and after the duration of a cup of tea of fierce fighting, the two finally separated.

Wang Ping's eyes flashed with divine light; after a bout of exchange, he also gained some understanding of the opponent's fighting style—the fire bird they conjured seemed to coalesce naturally from heaven and earth, as if no hand seals or incantations were needed.

Is that the power of divine abilities?

In his first clash with the Ancient God Clan, Wang Ping felt a slight difficulty; the opponent's condensed fire bird was too fast and astonishingly powerful. Although his Five Elements Forbidden Sword was quick to strike, its condensation speed lagged a bit, but fortunately the sword's power exceeded the fire bird's by a margin, allowing him to still retain a slight advantage.

Meanwhile, the opposing Yu Zhen finally lived up to his composed demeanor; the opposing human is very strong.

His divine ability is only at the first stage, yet he struggles to suppress the opponent's five-colored sword light—could he be another human who cultivates all five elements?

His divine ability's first stage is equivalent to a cultivator who has just entered the Qi Initiation Realm in Dao arts; if below Golden Core, it is nearly invincible.

But after entering Golden Core, this stage of divine ability proves somewhat lacking.

Yu Zhen's gaze fixed on Wang Ping, and in his heart he resolved to activate the second stage of his divine ability.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Yu Zhen's body suddenly erupted with a large amount of flames; behind him, that fire bird reappeared and gradually merged with Yu Zhen!

Divine ability second stage, Fusion Spirit! Divine ability: Control Flame, master of all flames in the world.

Of course, with Yu Zhen's current strength, he is still far from reaching that level.

Wang Ping saw the opponent's aura suddenly rise, especially his appearance seemed to have changed somewhat—he wore a full set of crimson armor, and on his head a fire bird mask covered his face.

Although Wang Ping did not understand divine abilities, his keen perception sensed that something was off around him, and he felt a faint discomfort.

His divine sense carefully felt it out, and finally came to a realization: is it something akin to a certain Dao intent?

Thus, Wang Ping's body suddenly burst forth with a dazzling crimson light; the Dao intent of Spark Flame Radiance unfurled, and the discomfort he felt vanished.

The eyes of the surrounding foreign races lit up, and one of them whispered: "Divine Realm versus Dao Intent—let's see who prevails!"

"I said it—this lone human coming here couldn't possibly lack trump cards; judging by the degree of his Dao Intent resistance, he must at least be at the Great Perfection Realm."

"Hehe! Look at Yu Zhen's complexion—it's already changed!"

While the crowd chatted, Wang Ping and Yu Zhen had already resumed fighting.

Wang Ping, wielding Spark Flame Radiance, was astonishingly fast; unleashing the Five Elements Forbidden Sword again, his power nearly doubled.

Even so, Wang Ping gained little advantage; terrifying heat surrounded Yu Zhen, and each of Wang Ping's attacks had to endure the heat while watching for omnipresent fire bird ambushes and exploding fireballs.

If it weren't for Wang Ping's extreme speed, he might have been struck by the elusive, ghostly attacks.

Yu Zhen fared no better; he hadn't expected the opponent's speed to be so great, and several times he nearly had his brow pierced.

Their battle escalated once more, and the underpowered foreign races retreated far away.

Just as everyone was guessing how long this battle would last, many people nearby suddenly burst forth with golden light!

The cultivators who noticed this exclaimed joyfully: "The Fallen Immortal Valley is about to open!"

Wang Ping also emitted golden light—not from the Silver Stone Gate, but from the Fallen Immortal Valley token he had taken from the storage ring he looted from Tian Ying; likewise, Yu Zhen's body showed the same.

Both noticed the change, but before they could cease fighting, a mighty force descending from the heavens fixed them in place; at the same moment, all cultivators possessing a Fallen Immortal Valley token were immobilized by that force.

Soon, dense golden pillars of light appeared in the sky; those enveloped by the golden light vanished in the blink of an eye.

Above the high heavens, a massive, startling white elephant trod upon the clouds, its body radiating pure white light; a divine sense pulse that only Void Refining cultivators can withstand spread: "Another cycle of reincarnation—I wonder if anyone can bring out a fragment of immortal scripture or a damaged immortal treasure this time; it's been a million years, and no cultivator has ever brought forth such a treasure!"

"Who knows! Such treasures are things you can encounter but cannot seek; without great fortune, a cultivator cannot obtain them. However, the Ancient God Clan's Little God King this time is very likely to obtain one!"

A cultivator with a human body and dragon's head turned to look at a distant figure over two zhang tall—that was the Ancient God Clan's Void Refining Great Ability.

The cultivators hovering in the high air turned their gazes away from the past; that Ancient God Clan cultivator smiled slightly and said, "Jiao Teng Dao Friend, you overpraise me—but the twelve little ones have astonishing talent, so their fortune won't be poor either; if this time we luckily bring forth an immortal treasure, then my Ancient God clan will surely hold a grand Immortal Award Assembly, and at that time all fellow Daoists are welcome to come!"

"Surely! Surely!"

"When the time comes, I will definitely keep the appointment!"

"To be able to witness an immortal treasure in this lifetime—even if I die beneath the heavenly tribulation, I would have no regrets!"

That Ancient God Clan cultivator nodded with a smile, then turned to the Human Race Great Ability beside him and said: "At that time, I also hope the human race can keep the appointment, for after all, it is a great prosperous age of the Spirit Realm!"

This time the human race sent Qingyu Great Ability; hearing the Ancient God Clan's Chifeng's words, he likewise smiled and said: "Perhaps it will be our human race that hosts the Immortal Banquet then, and at that time I also invite the Ancient God Clan to attend the feast!"