Chapter 797

"The Human Race is rising!"

"That strike by Saint Su Yu that annihilated the armies of the Ten Thousand Races, no matter what artifacts assisted him."

"He has absolutely reached the level of the Saints of the Seven Great Races!"

"It's terrifying!"

"He is also connected to Yue Luo!"

"The Human Race is truly about to rise!"

In Wan Jie Cheng, countless Humans watching the live broadcast wept with joy.

Having been at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Races for far too long,

The Human Race, which was on the verge of being expelled from the Ten Thousand Races sequence,

Had waited for far too long,

For far too long, wanting to obtain a higher ranking.

If their ancestors had not once flourished, they probably would not have prayed so fervently,

It is precisely because of the glory of their ancestors,

That they cling to the past and wish to return to it.

To make the glory of the Human Race shine once more.

Yue Luo appeared, and the darkness gradually scattered.

The leisurely blue sky and white clouds of the Wan Jie Battlefield appeared.

"I recall, I said before."

"I do not allow the forces of previous Lords to act against members of my Moon Shadow Sect."

"Competition between new Lords should be left to the new Lords."

"Do you take my words as wind in your ear?"

The white humanoid creature,

Lifted its gaze to stare at the Night Emperor.

Spoke words that left the Ten Thousand Races dumbfounded,

Such earth-shattering words were simply too...

Does Yue Luo know what kind of figure he is facing?

The Ten Thousand Races who had gathered to watch the spectacle,

Felt a bit numb.

They thought Su Yu was already arrogant enough,

Who would have thought this Yue Luo was even more outrageous!

It was simply a pregnant heifer—NB (awesome) to the extreme!

"Bold!!"

A Great Lord of the Eternal Night Race shouted loudly,

Raised a palm,

And pressed down upon Yue Luo.

The single palm of shadow blocked out the sun and swallowed the clouds.

This strike not only encompassed Yue Luo,

But also included Su Yu, Lin Luoyue, and others on the ground.

Seeing this scene,

The Elf Empress, Miliyages, who was not far away, felt her heart tighten.

She had just wanted to intervene,

When she felt a indifferent gaze.

It suppressed her entire body, rendering her unable to move.

Bitterness rose in Miliyages's heart,

She, an Empress of the Elves of her generation,

Could not even withstand a single gaze from the leader of the Second Sequence Race,

Is this the Supreme God Realm?

"Su Yu..."

Miliyages bit through her jade lips, her heart filled with immense worry.

Great Lord,

Specifically refers to those Lords who have developed their territories for over ten thousand years.

The Great Lords of the Eternal Night Race all start at level 80.

"Can Yue Luo... hold out?"

"I don't know."

"Hard to say,"

"Everything he has shown so far is construction power 0..."

"And also... his astonishing Six-Winged Seraph."

"But in this situation, summoning the Six-Winged Seraph is no different than throwing oneself into a fire pit."

The myriad races marveled at the decisiveness of the Eternal Night Clan's strike,

while also gazing at Yue Luo, wondering if he had a way to break the deadlock.

After all, this was Yue Luo,

who had created too many miracles,

making it hard for people not to have expectations.

Among the new lords of the myriad races who joined the Ruyueying Sect, there were quite a few.

Most of the new lords of the myriad races deeply admired Yue Luo.

This naturally drew the interest of the myriad races toward Yue Luo.

However,

facing that palm that blocked out the sun,

Yue Luo did not even lift his head.

"How dare you?"

His gaze turned toward that Great Lord of the Eternal Night Clan.

Then he coldly shouted, "Insolent! What kind of thing are you, daring to speak to me like this?!"

No sooner had his words fallen,

than the Night Emperor was so angry he wanted to vomit blood,

for it was clearly his line to say, yet Yue Luo had snatched it away.

A beam of light shooting toward the sky surged up from Yue Luo's body,

instantly piercing through that palm that blocked out the sun.

He raised his hand,

and the "Holy Radiance of Light" transformed into a long sword several thousand meters in length.

He reached out and grasped it,

then struck downward with a single sword slash.

The trajectory of the descending Light Sword was nothing but light.

Thus, the sword was not a sword,

but a white curtain several thousand meters long,

hanging down from the sky.

Splitting the world in two.

Splitting that Great Lord of the Eternal Night Clan in two.

"Ancestral Emperor, save me!"