At this moment, facing the many Beast Race experts who had already surrounded them in the void,
Yang Ji'an, the chief disciple of the Six Paths True Immortal Great Emperor, directly invoked his own master to bolster his courage!
After saying those words,
Yang Ji'an put on a cold expression,
and looked arrogantly at Qiu Jin the Ancestor of the Beast Race,
though in truth, he was so terrified that his heart was racing and even his true energy was circulating poorly!
Qiu Jin the Ancestor of the Golden Horn Clan, standing atop the head of an Azure Scaled Giant Dragon at the Mortal Transformation Thirteenth Layer, raised his brows slightly upon hearing Yang Ji'an's words. He turned to look at him, then burst into laughter again.
"You must be Yang Ji'an, that Six Paths brat's True Disciple, right!
That Six Paths brat managed to break through to the Earth Immortal Realm and unite countless human factions. By all rights, he ought to be exceptionally gifted and wise—so how did he end up taking in such a foolish disciple as you?
Could it be that Six Paths only looked at talent and bone structure when accepting disciples,
without first checking whether their brains had a problem?
Hahahahaha!
That is fucking hilarious.
This old man nearly laughed his guts out because of you!
Between the Beast Race and the human race lies a blood-deep sea of hatred.
Even if every human cultivator were slaughtered, it would still be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart, Qiu Jin!
This hatred, stretching back more than twenty thousand years—could it possibly be wiped away just because a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you let out a few farts?
Once I capture this Northern Heaven Empress, Mo Liqing, and make her my mount, it will be