"What he faced now were only a few Immortal Emperors. In the Ancestral Land's eyes, this was nothing more than a minor skirmish to train its forces."
Ominous aura surged around Hou Ming like a black tide, making her seem all the more mysterious and powerful. "The foundations of our Weird Clan far exceed anything the Heavens and Myriad Realms can imagine.
"What do they have to stand against us? And what could they possibly use to make us lose?!"
Her voice echoed through the Dao arena like a proclamation from the depths of Jiuyou Hell, brimming with imperious arrogance.
Jiang Yun listened quietly. Watching Hou Ming grow increasingly fervent and the ominous aura surge around her, he nodded thoughtfully.
He remained silent for a long while before swallowing the words on the tip of his tongue.
Hou Ming had been deeply corroded by the Weird and Ominous Power. All she felt toward the Ancestral Land and the Plateau was fanatic devotion.
Though loath to admit it, he had to acknowledge that what Hou Ming said was very likely an undeniable fact.
The Weird Clan had hidden deep in the darkness and lain dormant for countless ages. The depth of its foundations truly surpassed imagination.
Still, Hou Ming's words set Jiang Yun's mind more at ease. He could stay away from the Plateau, and not being summoned this Sacrificial Era was a good thing for him.
The Plateau Ancestral Land was no ordinary place.
It was the Weird Source itself, which had developed a consciousness of its own. Even the Ancestors seemed not to have noticed; it had only been discovered at the level Above Sacrificial Dao.
For all his heaven-defying methods, whether he could deceive that strange existence was truly hard to say.
The Ancestors were powerful, but on