Chapter 346

After all, the Dao One Holy Master hadn't even made it into the top five of the Supreme Ranking.

Wanting to convene the Myriad Races Grand Assembly and become the co-masters of the Nine Profound Realm—wasn't that too delusional?

The Immortal Old Man and the others would be more like it.

"However, the Dao One Holy Sect and the others do have self-awareness, knowing that a single force cannot sit in the position of the leader of the Nine Profound Realm, so the four major forces have united."

"But even if their four major forces unite, realizing such an ambition is difficult."

"However, although it is impossible for the Dao One Holy Master and the others to become the co-masters of the Nine Profound Realm."

"This Myriad Races Grand Assembly must still be held."

"With the great catastrophe of the heavens approaching, we must integrate the forces of the Nine Profound Realm to resist the catastrophe together."

"And, since the Dao One Holy Master and the others have this ambition... why can't we?"

These major forces in the Nine Profound Realm also developed ambitions at this moment.

After all, using the threat of the catastrophe to convene the Myriad Races Grand Assembly, unify the Nine Profound Realm, and sit on the throne of the leader...

Such a thing was simply too tempting.

These cultivators, after years of cultivation, were not all pure and desireless.

In fact, many cultivators were full of vices and valued fame and profit highly.

Now that they saw such an opportunity to unify the Nine Profound Realm, how could they not be tempted?

However, many of these forces were not as strong as the Dao One Holy Sect.

Logically, they felt that the Dao One Holy Sect had no hope of unifying the Nine Profound Realm.

It was even more impossible for themselves.

But the news of this Myriad Races Grand Assembly was issued jointly by the four major forces: the Dao One Holy Sect, the North Underworld Holy Land, the Great Feather Dynasty, and the Nether Sea Demon Sect.

It was very clear that these four major forces had already united.

This situation gave other forces an idea.

If one force could not become the leader of the Nine Profound Realm, what about multiple forces uniting?

The Dao One Holy Sect and the others were four forces uniting.

Then they could have five, ten...

As long as enough forces united, their strength would naturally expand, and the chance of becoming the leader of the Nine Profound Realm would naturally increase greatly.

Of course, using the method of multi-force alliance, even if they really became the leader of the Nine Profound Realm.

There would certainly be internal strife among these united forces.

Just like when the Dao One Holy Sect proposed the alliance, the North Underworld Holy Master immediately developed thoughts of contention.

But these forces, whose ambitions had been stirred, could not care less; they would unite first and worry about the rest later.

Thus, soon, various races, sects, academies, factions, holy lands, and divine dynasties in the Nine Profound Realm...

All kinds of forces moved out, engaging in alliances and maneuvers.

The entire Nine Profound Realm was surging with wind and clouds...

Because of the matter of the Myriad Races Grand Assembly, in just a few days, every force in the Nine Profound Realm with any strength at all began to move.

Especially the forces in the top ten of the Supreme Ranking.

Between each other, there were various lobbying, alliances, annexations, threats, and even marriages and alliances...

It was a scene of chaos.

However, the results of these various actions by the forces were also very significant.

Soon, each had gathered immense power and was filled with ambition.

Land of Ancient Gods, Pantheon.

This was an enormous hall, formed by hollowing out a ten-thousand-foot-high mountain, vast and boundless.

At this moment, in this huge hall, the one hundred thousand members of the Ancient God race were gathered together.

The Ancient God race was different from ordinary humans; they were all tall and large, like towering giants.

And every member of the Ancient God race was incredibly strong and powerful; just after birth, without any cultivation, they were comparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Once they began to cultivate, they were even more formidable.

They did not need any supernatural powers; relying solely on brute force, they could fight against powerhouses of the same level without falling behind.

Moreover, in this race, the higher the cultivation, the more their height expanded, and the stronger their power became.

However, although this race was strong, reproduction was difficult, and the entire race had only one hundred thousand people, incomparable to the billions or trillions of humans.

At this moment, the entire population of one hundred thousand Ancient Gods was gathered together under the summons of their patriarch, Chizhan, to discuss a major matter.

Among these one hundred thousand Ancient Gods, there was almost no one shorter than ten feet.

So many giants gathered together was truly like a gathering of gods in mythology.

However, there was one exception among these Ancient Gods.

The patriarch, Chizhan.

This dignified patriarch was only seven feet tall.

He was a middle-aged man with a seven-star battle mark on his forehead, his body covered in incredibly strong muscles.

He was also a Holy Master-level powerhouse, ranked tenth on the Supreme Ranking, and his true body height was several thousand feet.

However, he used supernatural powers to forcibly compress himself, and the height he displayed at this moment was only seven feet.

This did not mean his strength had weakened; on the contrary, due to the extreme compression, Chizhan’s body strength was incredibly astonishing.

He believed that if his body strength was second in the Nine Profound Realm, no one dared to claim first.

"My sons!"

Chizhan stood on the high platform of the Pantheon, looking at the one hundred thousand Ancient Gods, and spoke with a booming voice.

"The four major sects, including the Dao One Holy Sect, want to convene the Myriad Races Grand Assembly to unify the Nine Profound Realm and resist the great catastrophe together."

"It looks like they want to be the leaders of the Nine Profound Realm and ride on our heads!"

"Haha, they are delusional!"

"I have already united the Hundred-Armed Race, the Vertical-Eye Race, the Heaven-Eye Race, the Mountain-Moving Race, the Nine-Headed Race... and other ten giant races to form the Pan-God Alliance!"

"Our giant race was one family a million years ago, all giants who opened the heavens and the earth, the bloodline of Pan-God! We once ruled this world together!"

"It was only later that we had internal discord and fought among ourselves, allowing humans to take away our status!"

"Now, it is time to reunite and take back what belongs to us!"

Chizhan’s voice caused ripples in the air.

Following his words, batches of strange-looking giants slowly walked into the entrance of the Pantheon.

Some had a hundred arms; this was the Hundred-Armed Race!

Some had only one eye on their head, and it was vertical; this was the Vertical-Eye Race!

Some had eyes all over their bodies; this was the Heaven-Eye Race!

Some were incredibly tall, each over a thousand feet, with their backs humped high; this was the Mountain-Moving Race!

Others were similar in stature to the ordinary Ancient God race, but had nine heads on their necks; this was the Nine-Headed Race...

A full nine types of giants walked into the Pantheon.

These giants actually all had some blood relationship with the Ancient God race, but they had long since gone their separate ways.

Now, because of the Myriad Races Grand Assembly, Chizhan had united them all.

The ten great giants formed the Pan-God Alliance to compete for the position of the leader of the Nine Profound Realm at the Myriad Races Grand Assembly!

These ten giant races, united, had a population exceeding one million, and powerhouses were as numerous as clouds.

Such a force would certainly be able to stir up monstrous waves at the Myriad Races Grand Assembly!

"Haha, our Pan-God bloodline is naturally gifted in body refinement, and our bodies are incredibly strong!"

"It was only because our numbers were scarce that we couldn't compete with the fast-reproducing humans!"

"This time, with our ten great bloodlines gathered, we will certainly be able to reproduce the myths of the ancient times! Unify the Nine Profound!"

"Let those humans with weak bodies know the power of our Pan-God race!"

Hearing Chizhan’s words, those giants all shouted with immense excitement, their fighting spirit soaring...