A Million Years Is Strong? Twenty Ancestral Qilins Will Teach You How to Be a Fish!

Behind Su Chen, the Void Throne trembled violently.

The ninth spirit ring lit up.

Seven-Colored Gilding.

Nine hundred and ninety thousand years.

The instant that spirit ring lit up, the sky changed color.

Seven-colored streams of light washed across the heavens, swallowing the gray-black gloom. Every rolling wave on the sea fell still at once, smoothed flat by an invisible giant hand.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's Dark Tidal Wave touched the seven-colored light and silently disintegrated, evaporating into nothingness.

Not even a trace remained.

"What—"

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's right pupil suddenly contracted into a pinpoint.

A rift tore open in the void.

Five-Element Holy Light poured down like an overturned celestial river.

The first Ancestral Qilin stepped out.

Its entire body gleamed with seven-colored gilding, auspicious vapors hanging from its antlers and divine radiance blooming from its dragon scales. Its four hooves shattered the void with every step, and the aura of all living beings worshipping surrounded it.

The divine ancestral character pattern between its brows lit up.

That one alone made every martial soul present instinctively whimper and submit.

Dai Mubai's Evil-Eyed White Tiger lay prostrate on the ground, unable to rise.

Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix lowered its proud head.

Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor trembled slightly as well.

It was absolute suppression from the source of their bloodlines, the authority of the ancestor of all beasts.

The second one.

The third one.

The fifth one.

Five nine-hundred-and-ninety-thousand-year Ancestral Qilins stood upon the clouds, their divine might intertwining as they ground the last remnants of darkness into dust. Their holy aura purified the entire sea.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King actually took a step back.

He had lived for a million years and survived nine heavenly tribulations. He had believed he had