Chapter 1982

In the void, black mist was surging, and the Drought Demon Bone Staff stood sternly.

That Ba Clan Great Emperor spoke.

"Rest assured, the time for the Black Calamity to overturn the Boundary Sea is not far off."

"However, before that, some of our clan's little ones have become somewhat restless and want to drink their fill of the blood of the Boundary Sea's living beings."

"They also want to know exactly how much weight the young descendants of the Boundary Sea have."

"Therefore, if you descendants of the Boundary Sea have the courage, you can fight with our clan's descendants."

The Ba Clan Great Emperor's voice fell.

On the side of the Three Emperors' Rampart, everyone immediately understood.

The Ba Clan was not about to launch a full-scale attack, but wanted to conduct a young prodigy battle.

Just like the Boundary Sea side, which would send prodigies to the Three Emperors' Rampart for training.

The younger generation on the Ba Clan side similarly wanted to train and fight with the Boundary Sea prodigies.

And hearing this, Within Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a hint of deep meaning.

It was called a young generation prodigy battle, but it was likely eight-tenths aimed at him.

He just didn't know what method they would use to deal with him.

You must know that ordinary Ba Clan prodigies, even King-Pulse prodigies, were far from enough in front of Within Jun Xiaoyao.

Therefore, if the Ba Clan wanted to target him, they would likely have to send some heavyweight figures.

Even, there might be more despicable means.

But Within Jun Xiaoyao didn't care; absolute strength brought him absolute confidence.

And on the city wall, a veteran elder snorted coldly.

"Hmph, you Ba Clan have always been cunning; who knows what kind of thoughts you have."

"Perhaps there is some conspiracy."

The veteran elders on the side of the Three Emperors' Rampart were also old foxes and would not easily believe the Ba Clan's words.

The Ba Clan Great Emperor pondered for a moment, then looked at the center where the Ten Thousand Demon Scroll and the Drought Demon Bone Staff were colliding.

There, chaos energy flowed, the void surged, and a shattered micro-dust world was vaguely manifested.

Some top-level weapons have the ability to create or destroy worlds at any moment.

"Since you are afraid that our clan will be detrimental to you."

"Then why not choose the location here."

The Ba Clan Great Emperor pointed to that micro-dust world.

"This..."

On the side of the Boundary Sea, some veteran elders were stunned.

They had previously worried that this was a conspiracy of the Ba Clan.

That they would lead their side's prodigies into a certain place and then use special means to kill them.

But now.

That shattered micro-dust world was a world temporarily produced by the collision of the Ten Thousand Demon Scroll and the Drought Demon Bone Staff.

Naturally, it was impossible to set up a trap in advance.

"If you are still worried, you can let the Drought Demon Bone Staff release a special suppression, so that only cultivators at the Seventh Realm of the Supreme can enter."

"Of course, if you are not at ease, you have the Ten Thousand Demon Scroll on your side, which can also do the same." The Ba Clan Great Emperor said.

Hearing this, even some veteran elders pondered.

Looking at it this way, the Ba Clan indeed did not intend to use any despicable means.

After all, they also had the Ten Thousand Demon Scroll to hold the fort on their side.

If the Ba Clan really had any small movements, with the Ten Thousand Demon Scroll there, there would also be a guarantee.

Seeing the Three Emperors' Rampart side pondering.

The Ba Clan Great Emperor sneered.

"What, still afraid? If you want to be a shrinking turtle, that's fine, it's just disappointing."