Chapter 1054: Where is my ancestral land?

Watching a group of righteous path titans, the strongest batch of the Human Race, each holding demonic cultivator artifacts, their eyes glowing red, constantly emitting strange "jie jie jie" laughs.

The countless Human Race outsiders have gone numb—damn, is this our Human Race's powerhouses? Weren't they possessed by demonic cultivators?

The picture feels a bit off, but as for what outsiders think, everyone naturally doesn't know.

At this moment, as one Ke Lan Tribe Primordial Spirit after another was taken down, everyone felt immensely satisfied.

These are all ingredients—ingredients of a higher grade than demon race food material.

"Hurry up, be quick with your hands and feet."

The two leading Great Emperor Primordial Spirits had already been taken down by Qi Xiong, Cloud Lotus Holy Master, and their allies working together.

The remaining Primordial Spirits are nothing more than spent arrows.

In the face of numerous soul-type magical artifacts, these Primordial Spirits couldn't last long and were quickly swept away.

The ingredients are secured; next up is the Fortune Golden Dragon. Since there's no Primordial Spirit guarding it, we might as well take this fortune.

Qi Xiong, Cloud Lotus Holy Master, and the other Great Emperor Ancestors personally took action; even though the Fortune Golden Dragon struggled wildly, it was to no avail.

"Come over here."

Qi Xiong reached out and clenched his hand tightly, gripping the Ke Lan Tribe's Fortune Golden Dragon in his grasp.

Immediately, Cloud Lotus Holy Master and the others struck, shattering it directly.

The Fortune Trio were quickly gathered up by everyone, just waiting for the moment to be merged into the Human Race's Fortune Golden Dragon.

After finishing all this, everyone then leisurely departed.

As for the Ke Lan Tribe Ancestral Land, it was naturally utterly ruined—without Primordial Spirits or the Fortune Golden Dragon, only a heap of rubble remained.

They continued rushing toward the Human Race Ancestral Land, but along the way, everyone's thoughts had already flown to the Primordial Spirit food material.

Although there was no doubt about Ye Zhangqing, this being of a higher grade than demon race food material still made everyone's hearts beat nervously.

After all, they had personally tasted the flavor of demon race food material; just thinking about it now makes them involuntarily salivate.

"What does this Primordial Spirit food material actually taste like?"

"I don't know, but I've heard it's apparently called something like soul food material."

"Soul food material—can this thing be eaten?"

"The Food Ancestor said it's edible, so it definitely is—what's there to doubt?"

"That's true as well."

As for what soul food material is, everyone naturally doesn't know, but Ye Zhangqing's culinary skills have never failed, so everyone is eagerly anticipating it.

They only thought of rushing back to their own ancestral land as quickly as possible, then properly tasting the flavor of this Primordial Spirit food material.

They wanted to see what this delicacy, superior to demon race food material, was like.

Everyone continued rushing toward the Human Race Ancestral Land, while the outside world's countless Human Race individuals had already gone numb.

They had just entered the Ten Thousand Races Ancestral Land, and already wiped out an entire tribe?

Before this, such a thing had never happened.

The outsiders naturally don't know about the Primordial Spirit food material, but they clearly watched as the Ke Lan Tribe's Fortune Golden Dragon was directly packed up by everyone.

A tribe's fortune—even if the Ke Lan Tribe is merely a small clan with modest strength, its fortune still brings great benefit to the Human Race.

"Are we basically taking off directly?"

"Nonsense—don't you see the ancestors leading people to destroy the Ke Lan Tribe Ancestral Land? That's a tribe's fortune!"

"We've struck it rich this time."

"Haha, I'm actually curious—what expression will the Ke Lan Tribe have if they rush to their ancestral land?"

Because of everyone's departure, the image on the sky-light mirror has already left the Ke Lan Tribe Ancestral Land and remains locked onto them.

However, on the other side, not long after the Human Race departed, the two Great Emperor Ancestors of the Ke Lan Tribe finally brought people to their ancestral land.

But from a distance, the two Great Emperor Ancestors stared in shock, their eyes instantly widening.

"Where is my golden dragon?"

The ancestral land was an empty expanse—damn, where is the Fortune Golden Dragon? Where is my huge Fortune Golden Dragon?

A sinking feeling hit his heart—this is absurd, the Fortune Golden Dragon is gone.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately rushed into the ancestral land; the two Ke Lan Tribe Great Emperor Ancestors grew more alarmed with each step.

They felt not a trace of fortune existing.

It's gone—the Fortune Golden Dragon is truly gone; immediately, one of the ancestors let out a long, heavenward howl.

"Who—who took our tribe's Fortune Golden Dragon and where did they put it?"

The ancestral land had just been opened; they had just arrived, and the Fortune Golden Dragon is said to be gone just like that?

However, although they thought losing the Fortune Golden Dragon was already absurd enough, as that ancestor roared, the other ancestor exclaimed even more shockingly.

"What about the Primordial Spirits? Where are our tribe's Primordial Spirits?"

"Huh???"

The ancestor who had just been howling at the heavens, upon hearing this, froze instantly, his gaze filled with dread as he looked toward the ancient stele.

He murmured under his breath.

"No way..............."

The Fortune Golden Dragon is already gone; if the Primordial Spirits are gone too, then the Ke Lan Tribe is basically finished.

But as his gaze swept over, sure enough, the ancient stele had lost all color, and the Primordial Spirits parasitizing within it had completely vanished.

"I.......... puff............."

He couldn't utter a word; as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

The Fortune Golden Dragon is gone, and now even the Primordial Spirits are gone—meaning the Ke Lan Tribe has been completely wiped out in one fell swoop.

"Beasts, beasts—who, who is this utterly heinous?"

This time it wasn't just the two Great Emperor Ancestors; other Ke Lan Clan members who had successively entered the ancestral land, seeing that the ancestral land had become utterly meaningless, also cursed nonstop.

You came to snatch the Fortune Golden Dragon, that's bad enough; we could understand that, but why didn't you even spare the ancestral spirits?

You're nothing but a beast, worse than a beast.

Take the Fortune Golden Dragon and get lost; why do you have to kill our clan's ancestral spirits?

For a moment, within the Ke Lan Clan ancestral land, sorrowful weeping rose and fell, and many clanspeople simply couldn't hold back.

We had just entered the ancestral land and hadn't even gotten a chance to throw punches when this place was stolen; who do we go to reason with?

What's worse, they don't even know who did it.

In the outside world, in the Ke Lan Clan's territory, all the Ke Lan Clan's people, at this moment looking at the image in the sky mirror, were all dumbfounded.

They had witnessed the whole thing, seeing their own ancestor rushing all the way to the ancestral land without daring to stop.

I thought this time would be the same as before, but whoever arrived first, the ancestral land was just gone.

Without the ancestral land, without the clan's fortune, what the consequences are is clear to everyone.

Staring blankly at the mirror in the sky, a Ke Lan Clan member asked with difficulty.

"...... Has our clan's fortune completely disappeared?"

"Not only the fortune, but even the ancestral spirits have been slaughtered to the last."

"Damn it, who exactly is it? Who could be so heinous?"

"Not even sparing the ancestral spirits, beasts, beasts."

At this moment, all the Ke Lan Clan had only one thought: who did it, who the hell could do such a heinous thing.

Some of the older generation of the Ke Lan Clan had already been tearful.