Everyone Here Is Trash
"The Human Race Saints have arrived. It's not appropriate for us to stay here any longer. Let's go to where the young people should be and have a good chat with this generation of young people!" Zhou Tong glanced at Fatty Duan beside him and leisurely walked towards the young people.
"They're nothing but ghostly young people. Who knows how many old monsters have been sealed away in this Lifetime!" Duan De rolled his eyes.
"Can they outlive you?" Zhou Tong glanced at Duan De, his Martial Heavenly Eye opening, especially lingering for a moment on the several Reincarnation Seal within Duan De's body.
Duan De jumped up, completely enraged, and quickly retreated.
"Hehe..." Zhou Tong chuckled, then headed straight for the gathering of the young people.
While the higher-ups were discussing matters, the younger generation gathered below, creating a lively atmosphere. Apart from the forces that were particularly hostile to the human race, many young people from the Ancient Races also gathered here. They temporarily forgot the conflict between the human and Ancient Races, as well as their worries, and toasted and drank heartily under an ancient tree.
Moreover, some geniuses from the human and Ancient Races continued to join in. What were originally unfamiliar people gradually became acquainted through drinking and chatting.
When these people gathered together, it was undoubtedly a small grand event. The Holy Imperial Son grabbed the Divine Silkworm Daoist and had a fierce drinking contest, the Southern Demon and the Central Emperor used Daoist techniques to refine their Qi while drinking, and the Divine King Body Ji Haoyue and the Heavenly Demon Body Yao Yuekong discussed their physical constitutions...
The fairies and goddesses, including Jade Pool Saintess, Yan Ruyu, Qi Huoshui, and Ji Ziyue, each possessed their own unique beauty and vied for attention. They were all enjoying a drink, their graceful postures captivating.
However, as Zhou Tong arrived, everyone immediately stopped talking and turned to look at him, making the atmosphere much more awkward. The humans were all his enemies, and the Ancient Races were in much the same boat.
"Gentlemen, why are you looking at me like that?" Zhou Tong, holding a wine glass, strolled leisurely into the center of the room.
On the human side, Ji Haoyue's gaze gradually turned cold, but compared to his previous high spirits, there was now a hint of helplessness; the Yaoguang Saint Son was surrounded by a layer of holy light, and no one could see his expression beneath the holy light; the Great Emperor Xia's eyes were even colder, as if he wanted to rush up and fight him...
On the Ancient Races' side, all the Ancient Races remained silent, not daring to utter a sound. Zhou Tong had recently shattered the myth of the Ancient Races' invincible royal bloodline, and all the young people feared him.
The atmosphere was slightly better on the Demon Clan side.
There were no important figures from the Demon Clan involved in the cases Zhou Tong committed.
"Brother Zhou, you are so domineering! You have torn apart the myth of the invincible Ancient Emperor Bloodline. I toast you!" A man in purple robes sitting opposite Ji Haoyue nodded slightly and raised his cup to Zhou Tong.
He possessed an imposing and noble bearing, especially his eyes, which were deeper than the starry sky. He was none other than the Demon Clan Heavenly Demon Body of the Demon Clan of this generation— Yao Yuekong.
The Heavenly Demon Body is a rare physique among the Demon Clan, similar to the Divine King Body, both being supreme King Body.
Zhou Tong nodded slightly, touched his Yao Yuekong's, and then drank it all in one gulp.
Setting down his wine glass, Zhou Tong looked around and said, "Although this place is a gathering of geniuses, there are more good-for-nothings than geniuses. In my opinion, there are no more than a handful of people here who can be called 'geniuses'!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically. Ji Haoyue, who had previously been defeated by Zhou Tong, turned pale instantly.
This statement is practically saying that everyone here is trash, and I could only find no more than five worthy of my attention!
Such blunt language is an insult to them.
Those who came here were all geniuses, people with strong self-esteem and self-confidence. Upon hearing this, they clenched their fists and their eyes grew even colder.
However, Zhou Tong didn't care about the gazes of these people. As he spoke, he took out a divine sword made of Great Luo Silver Essence and handed it to Yao Yuekong: "Brother Yuekong, do you consider yourself a prodigy?"
Everyone was shocked. It was another divine sword forged from the peerless material of Great Luo Silver Essence. They had seen it twice before, giving it to the Heavenly Emperor Son and the Holy Imperial Son respectively.
This is Zhou Tong's challenge!
He has already challenged the supreme Heavenly Emperor Son and Holy Imperial Son of the Ancient Races with his sword as a declaration of war. Now, is he going to extend the battle to the Demon Clan?
Yao Yuekong was taken aback, glancing at the divine sword. He could clearly sense the terrifying battle intent contained within it. If the wielder's cultivation and will were too weak, they would likely be immediately devoured by the battle intent within the divine sword.
This sword can be seen as both a declaration of war and a symbol of qualification.
Only those who can wield this sword sturdily are qualified to be Zhou Tong's opponent.
Taking a deep breath, Yao Yuekong solemnly reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.
"Boom!"
A surge of fighting spirit instantly welled up in his heart, making his blood boil. Yao Yuekong's expression changed slightly, and his hand trembled slightly, but he quickly calmed down, and a terrifying fighting spirit burst forth in his eyes.
Zhou Tong kept looking at Yao Yuekong, nodding to himself. "No wonder he was able to successfully cultivate to the Alternative Dao Attainment of enlightenment in the original story... He is one of the few strong people who did not rely on Ye Fan to grow up... But at this stage, the gap between him and the Imperial Son is still quite large."
Each sword contained Zhou Tong's Supreme Battle Intent. However, the Holy Imperial Son showed no reaction after receiving the sword; even the Heavenly Emperor Son, who was said to have a weak Dao Heart, easily withstood the impact of the fighting spirit without changing his expression; but Yao Yuekong was clearly a little lacking at this stage, because his hand was trembling!
The innate gap between ordinary cultivators and princes or Imperial Son can only be truly bridged at the Quasi-Emperor stage.
"I will accept this sword!" Yao Yuekong said solemnly, composing herself.
"Alright, I look forward to your Dao Severing, and I also look forward to your future mastery of the Heavenly Demon Body!" Zhou Tong nodded slightly.
"Are there any other talented individuals willing to accept the sword?"
Zhou Tong looked around again, then took out another divine sword and stuck it into the ground.
However, just as the divine sword landed, a hand immediately grasped the hilt. The newcomer was none other than Central Emperor Xiang Yufei!
"I'll take this sword!" Xiang Yufei was very silent, saying little. He simply drew the divine sword and put it away, his movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Clearly, he is now slightly stronger than Yao Yuekong.
"Yaoguang Saint Son, are you unwilling to accept the sword? I am very much looking forward to your Indestructible Heavenly Merit!" Zhou Tong turned to look at the Yaoguang Saint Son, and took out another divine sword and stuck it into the ground.
The Yaoguang Saint Son sat not far away, but he was not surrounded by anyone; many people avoided him.
Although no direct evidence has been obtained, the rumors that the Yaoguang Saint Son cultivates the Indestructible Heavenly Merit have spread far and wide. Many cultivators who were originally on good terms with him dare not approach him, fearing that they might be Yaoguang Saint Son of Yaoguang at any time.
"Brother Zhou is joking..."
The Yaoguang Saint Son stood up, gripped the divine sword, and looked at Zou Tong: "However, I know I am no match for Brother Zhou at this moment. How about we postpone this battle for now?"
"You won't fight unless you're absolutely certain? With this kind of mentality, you're bound to fail on your path to enlightenment!" Zhou Tong didn't bother to say anything more. This was just the nature of the Yaoguang Saint Son; he would never do anything unless he was absolutely certain.
It will probably be during his Quasi-Emperor era before he truly comes out and takes the initiative to fight.
However, Zhou Tong didn't care. After all, a mere Great Luo Silver Essence compared to his current wealth.
The Yaoguang Saint Son smiled slightly, a very bright smile.
But in the next instant, Yao Yuekong and Xiang Yufei's eyes narrowed as Yaoguang Saint Son had already drawn the divine sword without making a sound.
"The Yaoguang Saint Son is indeed a man of great hidden talent!" Yao Yuekong was secretly shocked. The Yaoguang Saint Son's performance had already surpassed his own.