Chapter 814: Arrogant and Unbridled
The ancient trees coiled like flood dragons, their gnarled branches stretching toward the sky, casting patches of cool shade below.
This ancient king had a dragon head held high, a majestic human body, born with extraordinary features. He appeared tall and robust, with a radiant halo behind his head, dazzling and brilliant.
Large swaths of humans and ancient creatures knelt on the ground, trembling like sieves, convulsing uncontrollably as if facing a deity.
He possessed an unparalleled might, the naturally emitted aura unbearable to withstand. This was the pressure of an ancient sage-level being. Standing there, he caused the entire venue to kneel.
"Where is that sage? Have him come see me." His face was filled with coldness, hands clasped behind his back, standing proudly in the center of the field, looking down upon the Jade Pool.
Ancient trees swayed, shadows flickered. The place was very quiet, still no one answered. Which human cultivator dared to step forward? They had no strength to fight a sage.
At that moment, the ancient king's face was extremely cold. He swept his gaze over everyone, then, unrestrained, threw his head back and laughed loudly.
"So he fled, did he? How ridiculous, hahaha... Humans, you are as cowardly as ever!"
He barged in alone, exuding an air of supremacy, glancing sidelong at everyone present. This oppressive aura felt as if it would split their primordial spirits apart.
This laughter was very grating. All the human cultivators present changed color. It was an insult, equivalent to slapping them in the face.
Not far away, in the ancient forest, Ye Fan and the others also had ugly expressions. This ancient king had gone too far. Ye Fan wished he could re-sacrifice the sacred shell.
An elderly human cultivator, fiery-tempered, barely resisted the sage's might and said, "He may have left on business. There's no need for you to humiliate the human race like this."
"Left on business? I think he fled. If he returns, I'll kill him immediately." The dragon-headed ancient king clasped his hands behind his back, the halo behind his head growing even more dazzling.
He laughed without restraint, like a knife stabbing deeply into everyone's heart, utterly contemptuous, standing alone against all.
At this moment, even many ancient creatures were astonished. This ancient king had clearly come to pick a fight, with no intention of sitting down to participate in the Ten Thousand Clans Assembly.
Not far away, the Celestial Prince revealed a hint of sinister glee. The two ancient kings beside him exchanged smiles, knowing that the good show was about to unfold one after another.
Not only them, but other powerful ancient kings also didn't believe Emperor Wu Shi was still alive. They would surely come to the Jade Pool one by one to demand an explanation.
"How disappointing. Humans are as worthless as in the ancient times, never daring to face reality, only fit to be vassals." This ancestral king's expression grew even colder, his words leaving no room for face.
"Damn it!" Even Li Tian, an outsider, couldn't hold back. Anger flared in his heart, and he secretly regretted coming to this twisted ancient star, where the ancient creatures were too terrifying.
Others also felt deeply aggrieved. This ancient king had come solely to humiliate them, displaying his dominance specifically to target them.
At this moment, people were angry but dared not speak. This was a sage. Sending a thousand or ten thousand would make no difference; they couldn't withstand one of his hands. With a single press, they would all turn to ashes.
"How boring, how boring!" The dragon-headed ancient king shook his head, a hint of contempt on his face, striding forward with unparalleled calm and composure.
Nearby, the reactions of various clans differed—some were astonished, some worried, but most were excited. The effect of the God-Sealing List suppressing the Northern Domain seemed diluted by this ancient king's actions. His words and deeds invigorated many tribes.
"Where is the human sacred body? Let me see him!"
This ancient king strode into the depths of the ancient forest, heading straight this way. His eyes locked onto Ye Fan, cold and piercing.
"Trouble!" Duan De's face changed. This was clearly a provocation, likely aimed at eliminating Ye Fan.
After all, the human sacred body was extraordinary. Some ancient great clans probably didn't want him to grow up; nipping him in the cradle was the safest course.
"No big deal. If it comes to it, I'll go all out today and use that sacred shell to wield the Devouring Demon Jar and smash him to death!" Ye Fan said fiercely.
"Try not to act rashly; it will cause big problems!" Duan De's expression was grave. In an instant, they quickly exchanged opinions in secret.
The dragon-headed ancient king walked step by step, the powerful aura of a sage flowing like chaotic mist, pressing down on everyone's hearts with fear.
"You?" He looked down from on high at Ye Fan behind the stone table.
"That's right, it's me!" Ye Fan stood up, meeting his gaze, calm and fearless.
In the distance, the watching humans and ancient tribes were shocked. Facing the might of an ancestral king, he could stand without kneeling, defying everyone's expectations.
"Interesting." The dragon-headed ancient king looked down at him, his aura suddenly intensifying. The halo behind his head blazed even brighter, like a deity.
Ye Fan felt immense pressure, his bones creaking. If not for his special physique, he might have already shattered.
Even so, his body ached violently. A powerful force surged toward him, pressing him to kneel—this was the aura of a sage.
"What skill is it to oppress me with a sage's power? What is there to be proud of?" A cold voice rang out in the venue. The monkey stood up, confronting the ancestral king.
Everyone's heart raced. Not long ago, the Divine Silkworm Princess had stood up for the monkey, a scene still fresh in memory. Now he was provoking another ancient king.
"Holy Prince, as a member of our ancient clan, getting so close to the human sacred body is inappropriate." The dragon-headed ancient king withdrew his pressure and said calmly.
"My father once said that all things interact and coexist; every clan has its reason for existence," the monkey replied.
"You are the descendant of the Battle Saint Emperor, so I won't lecture you. But don't interfere in the matter of this human sacred body. No one can stop me."
The dragon-headed ancient king's expression turned icy, as if he would kill the monkey too if a single word displeased him.
In the distance, everyone's hearts turned cold. An ancient king had arrived in person. Ordinary people couldn't compare; the gap was too vast. Even if all the sect masters joined forces, they couldn't withstand a single finger from him.
"Are you bullying people?" Ye Fan pulled the monkey back, not letting him step forward. He wasn't panicked, his expression calm, almost questioning.
"Are you talking to me? I could kill you ten thousand times with one finger!" The dragon-headed ancient king's voice was icy.
"That's right, I am talking to you." Ye Fan nodded fearlessly.
Behind him, people were shocked. All eyes focused on him. Daring to speak to an ancestral king like this was like knocking on the dark gates of hell.
The Southern Ridge Barbarian Clan's chieftain couldn't bear it. He feared Ye Fan would be killed with a single finger, so he shouted loudly, "The God-Sealing List suppresses the Northern Domain. Emperor Wu Shi manifests divine miracles. Now the Ten Thousand Clans Assembly is about to convene. As an ancient king, why don't you show some self-respect? Why are you so aggressive?"
Silence fell all around. Everyone held their breath. Daring to question an ancient king like this required immense courage. They all broke out in a cold sweat for the barbarian chieftain.
"Hahaha..." The dragon-headed ancient king threw his head back and laughed, looking down on everything, not taking anyone present seriously, only showing endless contempt.
"A bunch of ants, still pinning your hopes on that dead man? He's long since rotted into bones. Let me tell you plainly, I came here today to shatter your daydreams!"
His posture was arrogant and wild. Such words not only insulted the human race but also insulted Emperor Wu Shi, filling everyone with righteous indignation.
"What, not convinced? I'm standing right here. Let that dead Wu Shi come out and try to suppress me!" The dragon-headed ancient king sneered coldly. "How can a person live for over a hundred thousand years? That's a joke!"
"Well said!" Not far away, the Celestial Prince loudly echoed, and Yuangu nodded as well.
At this moment, the various ancient clans were in an uproar. Everyone discussed animatedly, their thoughts becoming lively again, all very excited.
"You insult our human great emperor. Soon you will turn to ashes!" the barbarian chieftain shouted loudly.
"Hahaha... How naive. Let that dead ghost crawl out of his grave first!" The dragon-headed ancient king finished laughing, his expression turning icy. "You're the wild man leader of the Southern Ridge Barbarian Clan? I've heard some rumors. The Divine Spirit Valley failed to wipe you out. I'll do it myself."
"Boom"
He cast a cold glance, and a surge of overwhelming sage pressure burst forth. The barbarian chieftain coughed up blood and was sent flying.
The scene fell into dead silence. This was the chieftain of the barbarian tribe, yet he couldn't even withstand a wisp of the sage's aura. The gap was immeasurable!
"You..." Ye Fan was furious.
"What about me? You're just a minor human sacred body, not yet grown, and you dare disrespect me? Kneel!" He shouted again.
"You go too far!" Behind him, the Barbarian King appeared, stopping the tribe chieftain's bleeding and handing him to his clansmen for care.
The dragon-headed ancient king turned around, sneering coldly, "Severing the Dao at the third level of Immortal Platform, already greatly accomplished. Interesting, but still not enough. Killing you only takes one finger."
"Do you really look down on the human race?" The Barbarian King's face darkened. Other human cultivators also had ugly expressions, filled with rage.
"Humans, you're no good!" The dragon-headed ancient king extended a finger and shook it, his contempt beyond words. "Wu Shi has long been a dead man. What can you still rely on now? You haven't improved at all, just like in ancient times—a minor vassal clan under the strong."
"If you say that, I'll find someone to take you down!" The Barbarian King was enraged, his hairs standing on end, his blood boiling.
Not only was he angry, but all the other human cultivators were also seething with fury, their rage burning as if to consume the nine heavens!
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. The dragon-headed ancient king was pushing too far!
"Is that so? You bugs think you can match me? One finger will send you all on your way!" The dragon-headed ancient king said darkly, extending a finger toward the barbarian clan members.
At that moment, the Barbarian King made only one move: he took off the animal-skin hat on his head and said, "I'll find someone to take you down!"
"Buzz"
The void collapsed. A massive black claw reached out, as if tearing through time and space from the ancient earth.
"Crack"
Sharp and terrifying, the black claw grabbed the pointing finger, producing a sound of bone shattering. Blood dripped as the ancestral king's finger was snapped off.
"Ah..."
The dragon-headed ancient king screamed, staggering backward, almost unable to believe his eyes. The finger, containing the divine principles of the Dao, had broken.
Everyone was dumbfounded, feeling it was unbelievable, utterly shocked.
On the Barbarian King's head, a small black turtle lay quietly. More precisely, it was a black tortoise, for it had a true dragon's head.
After seeing what had injured him, the dragon-headed ancient king's lungs nearly burst with rage. A slow-moving black turtle was waving a small claw at him.
He couldn't stand it. This was a disgrace, even an insult. He growled, "A turtle... I was actually injured by a turtle!"
"F*** your mother, I'm a turtle? I'm a black tortoise!" The slow-moving black turtle on the Barbarian King's head said sharply.
Everyone was stunned, nearly petrified. This bizarre black turtle had the same temperament as the barbarians—both were crude and rough.
The dragon-headed ancient king roared with rage, unleashing divine principles of the Dao as he charged forward.
"Bang"
But a massive black claw reached out and slapped him down in one go, saying, "F*** you, remember, I'm a black tortoise!"
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