The power of the Heavenly Palace has dominated the martial arts world for millions of years.
Not only does it have the divine power of the ancient heaven, but even the nine emperors of the human race have become its masters.
Therefore, under the blessing of these various circumstances, it evolved into the strongest force in the human race, with great authority.
It governs all aspects of the human race, and naturally has the responsibility to protect the human race and annihilate the demon race.
The Martial Saint who was originally able to enter the Five Academy Palaces was already a rare being among the major divine continents, and his status was impressive.
But the power of the Heavenly Palace, especially among the talented martial saints from the five great palaces, once again strives for excellence and selects the best among the best.
There is no doubt that everyone who can become a member of the Heavenly Palace has a level of cultivation that started as a great saint, which is quite terrifying.
As far as the Eastern Wilderness Continent is concerned, even the Great Sage Li Hongxin of the Blue Deer is one of the best in the Eastern Wilderness Continent.
But the Great Sage Qinglu still does not have the qualifications to become a member of the Tiangong. One can imagine how terrifying the Tiangong forces will be.
However, at this moment, the faces of these Tiangong Great Sages changed drastically, and they all looked in the direction of the observatory.
Because the Human Race Emperor Star has undergone huge changes again!
"Boom!"
Inside the star observatory, the already shattered Human Emperor Star exploded inside once again.
Just like a bronze mirror was broken bit by bit, or like a silver plate gradually cracking, the Emperor Star started to make abnormal noises from the core area in the center, and continued to expand the degree of fragmentation.
Even if all the saints in the Heavenly Palace work together, they still cannot prevent this situation.
They could only watch helplessly as the Emperor Star slowly cracked, and only Daoyun remained of the majestic figure of the Heavenly Emperor that symbolized Shang Yaoqin...
In the end, the Emperor Star was shattered into pieces of the puzzle?!
If it weren't for the strands of popularity that held these fragments together, I'm afraid the Emperor Star would never have formed a whole.
But looking at the current appearance of the Emperor Star, the great sages of Tiangong all looked downcast.
"The Emperor Star is really about to be completely shattered. Is it possible that our human race, which has maintained its dominance for more than a million years, will be ended by our hands?!"
A great sage whined in a low voice, his tone trembling.
All the great sages of the Heavenly Palace were in confusion, some closed their eyes in pain, some gritted their teeth, and some had dull eyes.
These people are the pillars of the human race and the overlords of their respective eras. Naturally, each of them understands the past and the present and knows what the changes in the Emperor Star are.
"Nine are the best, ten are perfect, and everything is taken away from creation. Is it possible that there really cannot be an absolute hegemonic race in this world of martial arts?"
"My human race spawned nine emperors, and even killed thousands of races into the demon race. With such great achievements, why can't our race reach the top of the mountain!?"
"The Great Dream Emperor, the World Devouring Demon Lord, hehe, hehe..."
"Cheer up, we are not completely defeated yet. We are the Heavenly Palace!"
"..."
Someone sighed in a low voice, their words filled with despair.
With supreme monsters like the World-Eating Demon Lord, if their human race's Great Dream Emperor is not born again, then they will have no choice but to be completely defeated.
But fortunately, more people hold their heads high, show determination, and shoulder the responsibility of being a member of the Heavenly Palace.
They are willing to believe in Shang Yaoqin, even if they sacrifice everything to pave the way for Shang Yaoqin.
The demon race can stick to the end for Xuanguang Bridge, and the human race can naturally do the same!
In the distance, Hua Yingying looked at the changes in the Emperor Star with a calm expression.
But her two white hands were clasped together, describing the excitement of her mood.
She lowered her eyes and sighed:
"Xuanguang Qiao has made great progress on the dream path again. He could have defeated the current emperor, but now he becomes stronger again, what will it look like?"
Hua Yingying thought deeply for a moment, then she felt a chill running from her spine to the sky, and her scalp was numb.
This deep chill enveloped her whole body, almost engulfing her in boundless darkness.
It seems that it is inevitable to escape to the outer world.
…
Although the main force of the battle between the demon army and the human army is the saint, the impact of the human race losing the Western Desert Divine Continent and the entire human world is extremely profound.
Even ordinary people in the human race are inevitably affected.
The sky was dark, covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, and flashes of lightning flashed from time to time.
Soon, the drizzle fell from the clouds and fell on the ground, as if it wanted to wash away all the turbidity.
One after another, the Western Desert monks put away their fasting bowls and stood under the eaves of various shops in this city to take shelter from the rain.
The local residents in southern Xinjiang looked at them with curiosity or vigilance, looking at these monks who suddenly arrived.
The power structure of Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou is dominated by the four major families of Ji family, Hua family, Wu family and Ye family, supplemented by other large and small families.
There are very few sects, sects, Taoist temples, Buddhist temples and other forces here, almost non-existent.
The reason for this is that there was a dynasty leader in southern Xinjiang - Emperor Yuanzheng Jin!
Therefore, this is also the reason why there was a fierce struggle between the sect alliance and the Daxuan Dynasty in the Eastern Barren Divine Continent before, and why the Daxuan Dynasty fled to the Southern Xinjiang Divine Continent after its failure.
"Uncle Gu Yue, what is that?"
On the attic, a little girl in colorful clothes pointed at the monk with great curiosity.
Uncle Gu Yue... is Gu Yue Long Gui, the young man from the past who escaped from Qinghe Mountain and came out to explore the world.
Now, Gu Yue Long Gui is already over forty years old, and his temples are also a little white.
"They are the legendary monks, a group of sages who have made great contributions to our human race."
"But because they lost their home, they chose to call the world their home..."
Gu Yue Long Gui sighed and said.
For some reason, he remembered the destiny of the two races.
Xuanguang Bridge!
Shang Yaoqin!
When one is prosperous, both are prosperous; when one is lost, both are harmed.
The collapse of the Western Desert Divine Continent means that the door is wide open.
After the demon race has been cultivated, it can freely control the human race world and choose the target of attack calmly.
And once the Southern Xinjiang Divine Continent and other human race worlds are also lost, what will happen to these ordinary mortal races?
This is the world of martial arts, a world of extraordinary power, and racial strife already involves everyone's interests.
…
"Brother Martial Arts, do you think Dameng Tianming can really turn the tide after he is born?"
On the top of the snow-capped mountains in Beiyuan, Bai Qingxu was wearing a snow robe, staring at the distant sky, and said hesitantly.
If before Xuanguang Bridge became enlightened, someone had told Bai Qingxu that the demon race would suppress the human race.
It is even said that the demon tribe can seize the Western Desert Divine Continent, so Immortal Tianxing will definitely give this man a punch and teach him a lesson.
But now, after experiencing the failure in attacking the Endless Sea and experiencing the setback in holding on to the Western Desert Divine Continent, Bai Qingxu began to doubt himself.
Especially that day, when he faced the true form of the World-Devouring Demon Lord, the blood of the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Waters in his body was trembling, making him avoid its edge, which made him even less confident.
"Yes! Absolutely!"
"Shang Yaoqin was killed out of nine great dream seeds, and it was the destiny of Emperor Long Yang to sacrifice the entire Eastern Wilderness Continent."
"Xuanguang Qiao is certainly fierce, but Shang Yaoqin will definitely be more fierce than him in the same realm!"
Wuchanglong said coldly, and the dragon horse under his crotch also exhaled two long streams of white smoke from his nose.
With his attitude, he is worthy of being a descendant of the Lord of Fortune, fearless of hardships.
"...This is the best."
Bai Qingxu nodded slightly, with a profound look in his eyes and said, "I hope that as soon as Shang Yaoqin is born, he can be like Xuanguang Qiao, who can directly come out of seclusion and achieve Taoism."
To be continued...