You're not worthy!
Lu Shoushi's words surprised everyone.
They were all too familiar with the gray fog... it represented the eerie and ominous!
They are a great enemy of the Yang Realm.
Now, they've actually appeared among the Six-Eared Macaque Race?
Lu Shoushi continued, saying:
"Back then, my descendant Lu Quantong sealed that source, but Lu Quanmei stole it and, after cultivating it... turned around and attacked my descendant!"
These were memories he retrieved from Lu Zou's Sea of Consciousness.
Six months ago, the Gray Mist Origin overflowed from the Ancestor Emperor of the Six-Eared Macaque Race. Lu Quantong, a direct descendant of Lu Shoushi, sealed it away, but in the end, Lu Quanmei stole and cultivated it...
This caused great turmoil within the clan.
Upon hearing this, the big black dog's eyes immediately turned serious, and it said:
"Gray Mist Origin that can be cultivated... This means that gray mist beings are encroaching upon the Yang Realm?!..."
It was somewhat impatient, because to achieve this, the gray mist creatures must be extremely powerful!
Either the heretics that the Ten Spirits and Ten Venerables killed back then have recovered to a terrifying level.
Or... something from the Gray Mist World smuggled itself in!
It remembered the words that its Dao Fruit had transmitted back earlier...
Someone beat it up several times behind the bronze Great Gate!
"Woof! Come on, we have to go check this out!"
It opened its mouth immediately.
Lu Shoushi nodded, glanced at Lu Zouwan, and with a flick of its finger, Lu Zouwan was instantly killed.
"You've aided and abetted evil; your path has come to an end!"
And at this moment.
A blood-curdling scream echoed through the heavens from the ancestral mountain of the Six-Eared Macaque Race!
"Ah!"
This scream alarmed all the tribes.
"What happened?"
"That scream... it contains too much power, it seems to be at the Venerable level?"
"What happened?"
Amidst the speculation, a Venerable One flew from a mountaintop toward the Ancestral Palace of the Six-Eared Macaque Race, leaving a long trail of blood in the air!
"That's Venerable Lu Xianduan of the Six-Eared Macaque Race!"
"What happened?"
"He looks like he's seriously injured!"
The powerful figures from all races were shocked.
The Ancestral Palace of the Six-Eared Macaque Race.
The various tribal Sub-Emperor and Venerable were arguing fiercely!
"In my opinion, each of our five major clans should take one-tenth, and the remainder should be left to the other clans..."
"Hehe, the other races only need one-tenth, but our Demon Roc Race should take at least twenty percent!"
"Twenty percent? Looks like they're planning to make a move?"
Everyone blushed, and the auras of Venerable and Sub-Emperor were constantly being released.
This fortuitous opportunity in the Small Mountain Village is truly immense; every single moment counts.
Lu Quanmei sat at the head of the table, calmly watching the various ethnic groups argue, and he couldn't help but reveal a faint, cold smile.
"Gentlemen, there's no need to argue anymore. This time, my Six-Eared Macaque Race shall be in charge!"
He slowly stood up and said:
"My clan will take ninety percent, and each of your clans... can receive one ten percent!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was furious!
"Lu Quanmei, you have quite the appetite!"
"Are you kidding me? Ninety percent??"
"The Six-Eared Macaque Race, do they intend to provoke the entire Demon Realm with the power of their own clan?"
Lu Quanmei's words were too greedy, which immediately aroused public outrage and made her the target of everyone's criticism.
But Lu Quanmei smiled and said:
"Giving everyone 10% is already a concession I'm making out of consideration for the fact that we're all from the same Demon Race..."
Before he could finish speaking, Peng Laisong had already stood up, radiating an aura of Sub-Emperor level power, and shouted:
"On what grounds?"
Do you want to fight?
Lu Quanmei glanced at him indifferently and said:
"I'm not looking down on anyone, but none of you here... are qualified to challenge my clan!"
Upon hearing this, Long Aotang, Ao Daotou, and other powerful figures were all enraged and stood up.
They all stared coldly at Lu Quanmei!
The atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.
However, Lu Quanmei sneered:
"You want to fight me?"
A glimmer of gray essence suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Instantly, a terrifying aura filled the area!
Many Sub-Emperor and Venerable had drastic changes in expression.
Because this aura... is almost that of an emperor!
"You... you've already stepped into the Emperor Realm with one foot in?!"
Ao Daotou in shock.
As a fellow Sub-Emperor, he knew very well how difficult it was to reach the path of an emperor.
"The path of the emperor? For me, eternity is the only pursuit!"
Lu Quanmei sneered, her eyes filled with smugness!
"Everyone, the Yang Realm is about to change! My Six-Eared Macaque Race, blessed by the heavens, will surely unify the world!"
"The Eternal Path is about to descend!"
"By converting to my people, I will lead you onto the true path of eternity!"
Upon hearing this, Ao Daotou, Peng Laisong, and other powerful figures all wore expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
At the level of Sub-Emperor in China), one's words are never baseless.
Lu Quanmei actually dared to say that she had touched upon the eternal path?
Could it be that the Six-Eared Macaque Race has encountered some great fortuitous opportunity?
However, at that very moment, a loud bang suddenly came from outside the Ancestral Palace.
"Bang!"
It sounded like something crashing into the ground, followed by a series of pitiful wails:
"Sub-Emperor... Something terrible has happened... Something terrible has happened!"
That's... Lu Xianduan's voice.
The tense atmosphere in the room was broken.
Lu Quanmei frowned and immediately walked out of the Ancestral Palace.
Many powerful figures stepped forward and were shocked by the scene on the ground!
Lu Xianduan lay on the ground, his face pale, half of his shoulder gone, covered in blood.
"First, break it... you, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Quanmei was immediately shocked and furious!
The other Venerable and Sub-Emperor also had their brows furrowed!
Lu Xianduan is a powerful figure among the Venerable. Judging from his injuries... it was probably a Sub-Emperor level figure who made the move.
Lu Xianduan breathing, his eyes filled with terror.
"Zhe Xingsun... he's back!"
He hurt me!
Upon hearing this, all the Sub-Emperor and Venerable beings paled instantly.
"Zhe Xingsun?!"
"Impossible, wasn't he imprisoned under the Five Elements Mountain by the Brahma Court?"
"With such power as the Brahma Temple, who could save him? Nonsense!"
These Sub-Emperor and Venerable are all anxious!
Because they... also do not want Zhe Xingsun to return.
"It's true... he injured me with the flick of his finger..."
Beside him were Lu Cailing, the Bull Devil King... and a big black dog.
Lu Xianduan continued speaking with difficulty.
Lu Quanmei's face was grim as she stepped forward to check on Lu Xianduan's injuries.
"It is indeed Lu Shoushi's aura..."
He spoke in a deep voice!
Upon hearing this, many powerful figures turned pale.
"He... he's back. Demon Race, is the world about to change?"
Peng Laisong's face was grim.
"Back then, we deserted in the face of battle. If he were to return, would he hold us accountable...?"
Ao Daotou was also somewhat frightened.
They were all terrified of Zhe Xingsun!
Because Zhe Xingsun was too powerful; at his peak, he suppressed the entire Demon Race.
Having a strong leader is certainly a good thing for the entire Demon Race, but it's very difficult for beings of their level.
Therefore, during the Demon God War, they even deserted at the last moment.
When the Zhe Xingsun returned to settle the accounts...
"What is there to fear!"
However, Lu Quanmei suddenly spoke in a cold tone.
His eyes were utterly calm as he said:
"Times have changed!"
"Whether it's Lu Shoushi or Zhe Xingsun, they were once arrogant, but now, I am the true master of the Six-Eared Macaque Race!"
"I am the true chosen one!"
A wisp of gray mist seemed to flash in his eyes!
But, no sooner had he finished speaking than...
A disdainful shout echoed from the heavens:
"You?"
With that cold shout, a terrifying, overwhelming fist imprint came crashing down!
Lu Shoushi... has arrived.
Faced with this fist imprint, all the Sub-Emperor and Venerable were filled with fear.
The psychological trauma left on them by the peerless demon lord Xingsun in the past was too profound.
However, Lu Quanmei let out a loud shout and struck the fist imprint with her palm.
"Lu Shoushi, things are different now. This is no longer your domain!"
He shouted!
Boom!
A loud explosion rang out in the air.
The entire ancestral mountain of the Six-Eared Macaque Race was shaken to its core!
Then, Lu Quanmei was blasted thousands of miles away!
Lu Shoushi, already standing atop the ancestral mountain, looked disdainfully at Lu Quanmei and said:
"You think you're worthy?"