Chapter 395: 【Decay God Body, Persuading Death Immortal】

The number one physique recognized in the great universe is the Chaos Body. Even the Innate Holy Body Dao Embryo is a little bit worse, but that trace of gap was made up by Emperor Wu Shi's own stunningness.

But, there is heaven outside heaven, physique outside physique.

The world only knows that the Chaos Body is invincible in the world, can be shoulder to shoulder with the Great Emperor, reverse-slay the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, and is invincible throughout the ages, but does not know that there is also a Decay God Body that can persuade Immortals to death!

The Decay God Body is a special fate, naturally miserable, with bad luck pressing on the top, but in the end, it will fall on others, thereby reducing its own sin.

Ancient legends say that under the seat of Lingbao Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, there was a Decay God Body, named Shen Shen Gongbao, a natural miserable decay fate. If provoked too much, it will cause big problems.

Lingbao Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun considered himself invincible in the world, his combat power shocked the Immortals, and he even hacked to death the biggest ominous thing in the world, the Underworld Emperor, without putting Shen Shen Gongbao in his heart, eventually leading to disaster. The generation of Lingbao Heavenly Emperor collapsed midway and fell on the Red Dust Immortal road.

Huntu Great Sage is such a physique, capable of endangering cultivators of higher realms.

Ancient wild history records that the reason why the Fighting Holy Emperor only lived one life and did not break into the Immortal Domain was that he suppressed Huntu Great Sage back then, leading to bad luck.

The stronger the cultivator, the less they believe in this set, only respecting themselves.

But Lin Xian knows clearly that this guy's bad luck is truly monstrous. In the Dao Ancestor battlefield, it can even affect Quasi-Immortal Emperors!

At the peak of Immortality, proud of the world, Huntu Great Sage persuades Immortals to death.

Even if Chu Chu Luoli carries the Decay God on her back, needing one hand to support the ash jar, she can still cremate Dao Ancestors.

Lin Xian agreed to peace talks on the surface, but secretly invited Huntu Great Sage out of the mountain, wanting to muddy the water.

The Persuasion Death Secret is a supreme divine power.

Nowadays, Huntu is at the peak of the Great Sage, persuading a few Great Sages of the same realm to death is easy, and maybe it can even affect Quasi-Emperors.

In a secret realm that only ancient tribe big shots can enter.

Looking like an ordinary human race, resembling an old farmer, Huntu Great Sage earnestly persuaded: "The human race's Emperor weapons are clearly more than the Ancient Emperor weapons, so be careful."

"The human race's foundation is extraordinary. Nowadays, it is no longer the ancient times. Not mentioning the Eastern Wasteland, the Central Plains have at least two immortal Imperial Dynasty Emperor weapons that have not fought."

"Fellow Daoists, everything is precious for peace..."

The ancient tribe powerhouses were silent. After this test, they realized that the human race's water was too deep, enough to drown several Great Sages.

The Golden Clan's Great Sage frowned tightly, reviewing the situation, feeling very uneasy. Originally, it was a seven-against-eight situation, with more ancient tribe Great Sages, so it was not impossible to fight.

But now the Princess Princess Shen Can Ridge has defected, the Fighting Holy Ape Clan's attitude is vague, the ancient tribes directly lost two Emperor weapons—it is five-against-eight!

Even the Myriad Dragon Nest is paddling, running to fight the Chaos Green Lotus, leading to each Ancient Emperor weapon having to face at least two Emperor weapons.

This situation is increasingly unfavorable to the ancient tribes.

"What if there are more Emperor weapons? Do they dare to carry out a battle of ten or more Extreme Dao weapons?"

Great Sage Kun Zhou's expression was gloomy: "Alarming the existence in the forbidden area, the human race will not have a good end either."

Mentioning the life forbidden area, all the ancient tribe creatures shivered together. These few days, they walked on the line of life and death several times. That is great terror.

The Primordial Ancient Mine is okay, having dealt with it in the ancient years. If the Undying Mountain Supremes emerge, that is truly a world-destroying disaster.

"The Myriad Dragon Nest's Emperor daughter entered the Primordial Ancient Mine." The Golden Great Sage looked at Great Sage Gan Lun and asked tentatively: "Does fellow Daoist know any news?"

In an instant, the eyes of the Ancestor Kings of the ancient tribes were cast toward Great Sage Gan Lun, as if they had glimpsed some hope.

If inside the forbidden area, there really were the Wan Longhuang, as well as the Ancestor Emperors of various tribes, then no matter how many human Emperor weapons there were, they would not be afraid.

Supremes cannot be defeated. Even if four Emperor weapons join forces, they can only force a self-slashed Supreme to sublimate. And, this is only in theory. In real combat, more Emperor weapons are needed.

And after the battle, the Emperor weapons will also shatter. This is a method of perishing together.

Unless it is dark turmoil, generally speaking, when Emperor weapon gods encounter Supremes, they prioritize self-preservation and escape.

"The human race bullies my ancient tribes too much, the dignity of the Ancient Emperor cannot be desecrated!"

Many Ancestor Kings begged: "The Wan Longhuang ruled the great universe back then, how glorious, the world was subdued. Please let him send down a decree to save the ancient tribes."

Only if the forbidden area Supremes send down a decree will everything get better.

"I don't know about this either; it's the Emperor daughter's own decision." Great Sage Gan Lun's language was vague, prevaricating.

Other Great Sages were helpless, but they couldn't do anything about him. Nowadays, the Myriad Dragon Nest has vaguely become the last hope of the ancient tribes.

"Should we send a batch of dead soldiers to deliver the message to the Primordial Ancient Mine."

An old clan leader of the Imperial Clan suggested: "All tribes take out the Ancient Emperor Orders and take a risk to try."

"No need, this operation, my Primordial Lake will not participate."

The contemporary clan leader of Primordial Lake had a cold expression. The ancestors of other Imperial Clans might be in the Primordial Ancient Mine, but the Yuan Emperor truly passed away, leading to the Great Completion Holy Spirit coming to the door to snatch the Emperor weapon.

"The Primordial Ancient Mine is one aspect, but we cannot completely place our hope on the forbidden area." Yan Qi, the Great Sage of the Fire Huo Qilin Cave, suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively: "Kun Zhou, your clan uncle?"

"It's already this time, can he come out to turn the tide."

As soon as these words came out, the scene was silent, all the ancient tribe Great Sages looked solemn.

Great Sage Kun Zhou has a clan uncle, named Di Que, astonishingly talented, looking down on the ages, even stronger than a few Ancient Emperors of the same age in history, shocking the entire ancient times. Many Imperial Clans owed him favors, and he could be called a supreme god-man.

Unfortunately, he met the Fighting Holy Emperor. Even though Di Que was astonishingly talented, relying on himself to live a second life, he still lost.

Of course, the Fighting Holy Emperor didn't end up much better, being beaten by Di Que until he had to use Immortal medicine early, equivalent to exchanging a life.

If such a god-man emerged, the ancient tribes wouldn't mind uniting under his banner to fight against the heavens.

"The great river flows east, the waves wash away the heroes, the Ancient Emperors contend, all turning into dust."

Kun Zhou sighed, his face melancholy.

"He lived a second life back then."

The eyes of several Imperial Clan old clan leaders were suspicious, obviously not believing it. Di Que's lifespan was comparable to an Ancient Great Emperor, able to live sixteen thousand years, how could he easily pass away.

With his talent, he should at least be a Quasi-Emperor.

"The Fighting Holy Emperor passed away, let alone my clan uncle." Kun Zhou said expressionlessly: "He died as a Great Sage."

"What a pity." Several old clan leaders sighed. They believed it, and some didn't believe it, thinking Kun Zhou was still hiding a hand.

The gun hits the bird that sticks out. Like the human race's power, the number of Emperor weapons far exceeds the Imperial weapons, the major Ancestor Kings, and the few Imperial Clans all don't want to be the first to stick out.

Whether it is begging the Myriad Dragon Nest to strike, or praying that Di Que is still alive, they all want to find someone to stick out, not willing to sacrifice themselves.

The hearts of the people are scattered, the team is not easy to lead.

Great Sage Kun Zhou sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but be angry and laugh. At this moment, he actually felt sympathy with Lin Xian of the opposing camp.

What Imperial Clan, what Emperor lineage—they are all the same.

When fighting a smooth game, they scramble to grab the fruit. When fighting a reverse game, the situation is slightly wrong, they collapse and sell, considering only the interests of their own tribe.

"Don't forget the Phoenix Nest."

Great Sage Kun Zhou sneered: "Where did the Phoenix Nest stay on the Ancient Emperor Mountain back then, and where is it now?"

"According to the descendants of the Eight Divine Generals of the Ancient Emperor Mountain, that Emperor Wu Shi Great Emperor of the human race struck, like the Fighting Holy Emperor back then, suppressed the Ancient Emperor Mountain, but the Phoenix Nest flew toward the universe starry sky."

"The Undying Empress, and even the Eight Divine Generals who were truly alive back then, are likely still alive."

In an instant, the atmosphere was silent.

People's temperament is always to like to reconcile and compromise. For example, if you say this room is too dark and you must open a window here, everyone will definitely not allow it. But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come to reconcile and be willing to open the window.

The ancient tribes are also living beings, and they also have human nature. As soon as Great Sage Kun Zhou said this, several Imperial Clan Great Sages felt it made sense.

"The Emperor's son really cannot stay in Within Yaochi."

"Peace talks are okay, one of the conditions is to let Within Yaochi hand over the Emperor's son."

"Not bad, not bad. I heard that the human race's Great Emperor families joined forces to form some Heavenly Court. We can also support the Emperor's son to establish the God Dynasty of the ancient tribes."

Several old clan leaders discussed spiritedly. The gun hits the bird that sticks out. Let the Emperor's son be this bird that sticks out and see the human race's reaction.

Even if the human race disagrees, the loss is only the Undying lineage, which has nothing to do with the major Imperial Clans.

"Whether it is the Emperor of the ancient times or the Great Emperor of the human race in later generations, they have all said that all things grow and restrain each other, and all tribes multiply, all have reasons for existence, and heaven treats everyone equally."

Finally, several major Ancient Imperial Clans, together with the Ancient King tribes that possess Great Sages, issued a joint announcement, willing to conspire with human cultivators for the Immortal-Becoming Road.

Huntu Great Sage stood out and persuaded: "Everything is precious for peace, cannot kill wantonly."

For a time, the world was shocked. The cultivators of the five domains understood that the ancient tribes were very wary after seeing the strength of the human race and were unwilling to fight a full-scale war.

Sure enough, truth is only within the range of Emperor weapon attacks, and dignity is only on the edge of the Taihuang Sword.

Heavenly Court Master Ye Fan responded: "Huntu Great Sage's words are very true. Originally, the human race intended to exterminate the ten major King tribes as a warning, but for the sake of peace, only Spirit Valley was exterminated."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, especially Huntu Great Sage, who was confused. What happened to the peace?

When the major ancient Imperial Clans reacted, the Spirit Valley ancestral land had already turned into a piece of ash, not a blade of grass grew, and not a single ancient tribe was alive.

"Fellow Daoist, what is going on?" Huntu Great Sage stepped into Within Yaochi, wanting to ask for an explanation.

Heavenly Court Vice Master, Taishang Holy Master Lin Xian said with heartache: "Huntu Great Sage, you know that I, Lin Mou, have always loved peace and am a dove faction, a conservative faction of the human race."

"It's just that my rebellious disciple Ye Fan is unruly, controls the power of the Heavenly Court, and most of the human race Sages also listen to his opinions."

"I, this Ye Tianxuan Holy Master, have already been sidelined, reduced to a Retired Emperor, and no one listens to what I say."

"You are a Sage, you have to listen to the Holy Master!" Huntu Great Sage didn't believe it at all. His expression was gloomy. Even an honest person has a temper. Lin Holy Master clearly treated him like a fool.

"Huntu Great Sage doesn't know." Lin Xian sighed: "That Ye Holy Master is a marriage between the Holy Body and the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden, wanting to create an Innate Holy Body Dao Embryo. That is the same physique as our human race's Emperor Wu Shi Great Emperor. A good Holy Grandson won the favor of our Ye Tianxuan Great Sage."

"Nowadays, Ye Fan holds Ye Tianxuan, commands the Heavenly Court, and is the real person in charge."

Emperor Wu Shi the Second?

Innate Holy Body Dao Embryo,

Huntu Great Sage was stunned for a long time and spat out a sentence: "Where is Ye Fan now?"

"It seems he went to the Southern Ridge to cut the grass and remove the roots." Lin Xian shook his head: "Ye Fan is the radical faction of our human race. He cannot tolerate sand in his eyes, unlike me, a conservative faction who loves peace."

Twenty years of long years, the Ye Tianxuan Iron Cavalry had grown up, led by the Silver Blood Imperial Clan bloodline, assisted by the Source Heaven Master lineage, and formed a batch of armies, golden spears and iron horses, sword sounds clanging, killing intent rushing to the sky, combat power extraordinary.

The Ye Tianxuan army stepped through the ten thousand mountains of the Southern Ridge. Countless great demons and human sect masters did not dare to neglect, and came to worship one after another.

Under the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan plucked the head of the Spirit Valley young master Zi Zi Tiandu, chased down the remnants of Spirit Valley, and hung them on the Southern Ridge Divine City as a warning to others.

A Spirit Valley ancient tribe shouted: "Human Holy Body, the myriad tribes are about to have peace talks. You kill us at this time, aren't you afraid of becoming a sinner through the ages?"

"Who said you were killed by the human race."

Wang Shu had a vast and ancient aura on his body, and the blood on his fingertips turned into a killing sword to execute the Primordial Spirit, indifferently: "I kill you, isn't this internal fighting of the ancient tribes?"

"Silver blood..." The Spirit Valley ancient tribe, before dying, revealed a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

Silver Blood Imperial Clan—this is a strong tribe second only to the Imperial Clan in the ancient times, and even the Imperial Clan is not as good as them in some places.

This clan is known as the uncrowned Emperor. Although they have not produced an Ancient Emperor, they definitely rank among the peaks, and every generation has Great Sages, never broken, which can only be described as a miracle.

What is wrong with this world? Princess Princess Shen Can Clan, Holy Ape Clan, Silver Blood Clan—one powerful ancient tribe after another, all surrendered to the Heavenly Court.

You Imperial Clans, before running away, can you say something, let us Wang tribes see the wind direction.

It is truly that the ministers want to fight to the death, why did the Majesty surrender first.

The news of the Silver Blood Clan surrendering to the Heavenly Court swept through the ancient tribes like a storm, causing hearts to fluctuate.

Many Ancestor Kings' eyes flickered, and many ideas were born.

The Imperial Clan surrendered, the strongest Wang tribe also surrendered, otherwise... they also surrendered.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 396 =====

"I, this Saint Master of Ye Tianxuan, have already been hollowed out by him and reduced to a Retired Emperor; no one listens to a word I say."

"You are a Sage, you should listen to the Saint Master!" Great Sage Huntuo did not believe it at all, his expression gloomy; even an honest man has a temper, and Sage Lin was clearly treating him like a fool.

"Great Sage Huntuo does not know." Lin Xian said with a sigh: "That Saint Master Ye is the result of a marriage between the Holy Body and the Saintess of the Purple Mansion, seeking to create an Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus. It is the same constitution as our Human Race's Emperor Wu Shi, and a good holy grandson has won the favor of our Great Sage of Ye Tianxuan."

"As of now, Ye Fan holds the reins of Ye Tianxuan and commands the Heavenly Court; he is the true person in charge."

The second Wu Shi?

Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus.

Great Sage Huntuo was stunned for a long time before spitting out a sentence: "Where is Ye Fan now?"

"It seems he has gone to the Southern Ridge to cut weeds and eliminate the roots." Lin Xian shook his head and said: "Ye Fan is a radical of our Human Race; he cannot tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes, unlike a conservative like me who loves peace."

Over twenty long years, the Ye Tianxuan Iron Cavalry had grown up. Led by the bloodline of the Silver Blood Royal Family and assisted by the lineage of the Source Heaven Masters, they had formed a great army. With golden spears and iron horses, the clanging of swords, and soaring killing intent, their combat power was extraordinary.

The Ye Tianxuan army trampled across the one hundred thousand mountains of the Southern Ridge, and countless Great Demons and Human Race Sect Masters dared not be negligent, coming one after another to pay homage.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Fan plucked off the head of Zi Zi Tiandu, the Young Master of the Divine Spirit Valley, and pursued the remnants of the Divine Spirit Valley, hanging them above the Divine City of the Southern Ridge as a warning to others.

An Ancient Race member of the Divine Spirit Valley roared: "Human Race Holy Body, the Myriad Races are about to hold peace talks. Are you not afraid of becoming a sinner through the ages by killing us at this time?"

"Who said you were killed by the Human Race?"

Wang Shu, with a vast and ancient aura flowing through his body, turned the blood on his fingertips into a killing sword to extinguish the Primordial Spirit, saying indifferently: "I am killing you; isn't this just an internal struggle among the Ancient Races?"

"Silver blood..." Before the Ancient Race member of the Divine Spirit Valley died, a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

The Silver Blood Royal Family was a powerful clan second only to the Imperial Clans during the Primordial Era; in some aspects, even the Imperial Clans were inferior to them.

This clan was known as the Uncrowned Emperor. Although they had never produced an Ancient Emperor, they were absolutely ranked at the pinnacle, with Great Sages emerging in every generation, never once cut off. This could only be described as a miracle.

What has happened to this world? The Princess Princess Shen Can Clan, the Holy Ape Clan, the Silver Blood Clan—one powerful Ancient Race after another has all defected to the Heavenly Court.

Before you Imperial Clans run away, could you at least say something so that we, the Royal Clans, can see which way the wind is blowing?

It truly is: The subjects wish to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?

The news of the Silver Blood Clan surrendering to the Heavenly Court swept through the Myriad Ancient Races like a storm, causing hearts to waver.

Many Ancestor Kings had flickering gazes, and many ideas were born.

The Imperial Clans have surrendered, and the strongest Royal Clans have also surrendered; perhaps... they should surrender too.

(End of chapter)