The war between Taichu and the eight ancient tribes has continued for another two hundred years.
The battle lines of the eight ancient tribes have tightened again, and the flames of war have burned into the Soul Chan Realm.
Countless warriors in the great world have already escaped in advance, and now only the masters of Taichu are left, fighting against the armies of the eight ancient tribes.
Almost all of the 200,000 saint-level troops who followed Xiao Ye from the Purple Light Realm had died in the battle, and there were corpses everywhere in the universe.
Although the inheritance of the eight ancient tribes also suffered considerable losses, it did not affect the results.
Everyone can see that this turmoil is coming to an end.
Although Taichu is still tenacious, there will soon be soldiers without war.
Moreover, figures at the level of the first-generation Holy Son also began to show signs.
The eight ancient tribes are like eight prehistoric giant beasts. Although they usually lie dormant among the human race, once they are angry, they still have the power to frighten the heavens.
In the void of the universe, on a huge island, green grass is everywhere, phoenix flowers are blooming, dragon vines are growing, ancient holy trees cover the sky and the sun is shining, and the glow is lingering.
The palaces and towers here tower into the universe, and the silver waterfall is like a dragon, flying down thousands of feet. It is very magnificent and magnificent, like a holy land.
In the central pure land, there are two stalwart figures sitting opposite each other. Their bodies are filled with the aura of vicissitudes of time and auspicious colors, looking sacred and peaceful.
No one knows that these two are the most powerful people in the human race today, and both are figures who rule the inheritance level of an ancient race.
"Dayan, you have deliberately kept us from taking action all these years just to fulfill Jun Gen. You are really well-intentioned."
"Aren't you afraid that Xiao Ye will grow faster and kill Jun Gen instead?"
A middle-aged man wearing dragon python armor and a jade crown on his head with a fair complexion chuckled. His eyes were double pupils, and there was a certain path evolving between the opening and closing of his eyes.
He is the patriarch of the Shuangtong Ancient Clan.
"Jun Gen's qualifications are very good, but after meeting Xiao Ye, he has already developed inner demons. Although I asked him to use the ferry to hone his mental state, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get rid of the inner demons if I don't kill Xiao Ye."
"And the stronger Xiao Ye is, the greater the benefits will be from Jun Gen killing him."
The leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan with black hair and the aura to rule all realms said calmly.
Everyone knows that the eight ancient clans of the human race are hostile to each other, but they don't know that this is just an appearance. Shuangtong, the two ancient clan leaders of Dayan, have a close personal relationship.
"That's true."
The leader of the Double-pupiled Ancient Clan nodded when he heard this.
After a saint-level powerhouse in the Three Thousand Realms reaches a certain height, his state of mind becomes very important. Otherwise, even if opportunities come his way, it will be difficult to break through the shackles.
"Um?"
Suddenly, the leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan let out a sigh, looked into the distance, and smiled.
"It seems that this boy Jun Gen has not disappointed you." The leader of the Shuangtong Ancient Clan also laughed.
…
Dayan ancient clan, clan place.
Wow!
A vast ocean has isolated the mountain gate of the tribe from the outside world.
This is the Dayan Origin Sea, which contains the supreme will of the Dayan Ancient Clan leader. It is the only place that must be passed in and out of the clan.
In the source sea, there is an ordinary wooden boat.
On the bow of the wooden boat, a man with snowy hair and a raincoat was holding a pair of oars, preparing to send the several Holy Lords on the wooden boat to the other side.
At this moment, the man in the raincoat suddenly stopped.
"Jun Gen, what's going on?"
"Hurry up and send us to the other side. The remnants of Taichu are counterattacking. We are going to join the battle and completely annihilate them."
…
At this moment, the Dayan Holy Lords sitting on the wooden boat urged him casually.
When Jun Gen, the first-generation Holy Son, was asked to be the ferryman, many people couldn't believe it at first.
But in the past few hundred years, Jun Gen actually put away all his arrogance, put down his posture, treated everyone who came and went politely, and strictly abided by the clan leader's laws. Only then did many strong men of the Dayan Ancient Clan accept the
After a while, I got used to this reality, and I no longer felt as cautious about Jun Gen as before.
Facing the urging, Jun Gen was like a sculpture, standing on the bow of the ship, motionless.
Immediately afterwards——
Wow!
His snowy hair started to dance in the wind, and the raincoat on his body seemed to be decomposed, slowly disappearing, revealing the appearance of all living beings.
His gaze became calmer and deeper, and with just one glance, the Holy Lord on the canoe immediately turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning.
It was an innate, indifferent look like a god.
They could feel that some indescribable changes were taking place in Jun Gen.
"This holy son did not waste the patriarch's painstaking efforts. I have an epiphany..."
Jun Gen put his hands behind his back and looked up at Tianyu.
Boom!
At this moment, the aura on his body changed drastically, and the aura of the peak holy level instantly knocked away the holy master on the wooden boat.
Click!
The land of the Dayan Ancient Clan was shaking, shrouded in a blazing aura, and many of the statues of sages and saints enshrined in the palace were shattered.
The heaven and earth felt it, and endless visions swarmed in, converging towards the source sea.
"I am Jun Gen, igniting the heavenly fire!"
Jun Gen's body rose into the air, unexpectedly breaking away from the restraint of the will of the Dayan Ancient Clan leader in the Origin Sea, and at the same time he opened his hands in the void.
"ah!"
"don't want!"
In the Dayan tribe, several geniuses with majestic figures screamed, their bodies exploded, and their flesh, flesh, and Dao fruits all turned into beams of light and quickly sank into Jun Gen's body.
These geniuses are the Era Saint Sons of the Dayan Ancient Clan.
Although he is titled as the Holy Son, he is actually Jun Gen's 'food', used to help his opponent build a path to reach the 'god level'.
Buzz!
Jun Gen was roaring, and the dazzling holy light erupted from his body, and it quickly converged towards his chest.
It's like gathering the fruits of countless eras of hard work to make something even more terrifying manifest.
Tsk tsk tsk!
This process did not last long, and I could see flames gradually rising from Jun Gen's chest.
Although this is still considered as fire, as soon as Shi appears, he bursts out with unparalleled momentum. He can despise all living beings and be aloof, making all the strong men in the tribe extremely frightened.
"Roar!"
At the same time, Jun Gen was yelling, trying to completely detonate the fire into heavenly fire, but he was unable to succeed. Instead, his face became painful and his eyes were scarlet.
"Jun Gen, I am very pleased that you have already achieved this step before the thousand-year period has come."
"It's a pity that you are trapped by the inner demon. Only by killing the inner demon can you completely condense the heavenly fire."
"You now have the ability to get rid of your inner demons, and I have paved the way for you. The success or failure depends on you, go ahead."
At this moment, a majestic voice penetrated the endless void and blasted in Jun Gen's ears.
"Inner demon!"
"Xiao Ye!"
Jun Gen's eyes narrowed, and he quickly flew away from the clan's territory over the Yuanhai Sea.
