Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
For the past three days, countless people have lingered at the restaurant where Ye Xuan is located.
Some people came because of his reputation, wanting to admire the demeanor of this legendary holy son.
Others wanted to challenge Ye Xuan and make a name for themselves in the Eastern Wasteland.
Unfortunately, Ye Xuan completely ignored those people.
They completely disregard any challenges.
He doesn't have that much time to waste with those people.
Moreover, given his status as the Holy Son of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, how could anyone simply challenge him?
On this day, Xuanyuan City, a sudden Gale howled, and countless people looked up at the sky.
A giant bird appeared in the sky, soaring through the air.
The enormous bird spread its wings, blotting out the sky and the sun.
With each flap of its wings, it stirred up gusts of Gale, and several figures could be vaguely seen on its back.
That giant bird was actually a mythical beast, the Kunpeng!
Seeing this scene, countless people were amazed:
"It's the Tianjiao from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land! The Tianjiao from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land has arrived!"
"The mythical beast Kunpeng! It's actually the mythical beast Kunpeng! How terrifying!"
"As expected of Ancient Desolate Holy Land, as expected of a former imperial sect. I just don't know why Holy Son Ye wasn't with them."
Shocking voices rang out from countless cultivators, accompanied by gasps of amazement and envy.
The mythical beast Kunpeng did not linger; instead, it flapped its wings and intended to fly directly into the city.
However, at this very moment--
"You audacious beast, how dare you show murderous intent towards me! You're courting death!"
A chillingly angry shout suddenly echoed from the sky.
The next second, the void seemed to crack open.
Immediately, an enormous fist tore through space, creating a thunderous roar, and slammed down!
The force of the punches surged, and the space itself trembled!
Under that terrifying pressure, countless cultivators inside and outside the city couldn't help but turn pale with horror, collapsing to the ground and trembling.
On the divine beast Kunpeng, Holy Maiden Qiu Yue and the others felt the immense pressure, and their pretty faces turned pale, their delicate bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Under that punch, they all felt a strong sense of crisis, as if they were doomed to die.
The power of that punch was simply terrifying!
"Haha, you old dog, you actually dared to attack a junior from my Ancient Desolate Holy Land! You're truly shameless! I'll play with you."
However, just as the fist was about to land, another voice suddenly rang out.
The next moment, an even more terrifying pressure spread out.
In the void, a giant hand appeared out of thin air and slammed down on the giant fist.
A deafening roar, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, shook everyone's eardrums.
Then they saw that the punch and the palm strike had vanished completely in the endless storm.
Everyone was horrified and looked up at the sky, but they couldn't see anyone at all.
But in the unseen sky, terrifying, explosive sounds were already emanating, clearly indicating that a great battle had begun.
Above the void.
The Ninth Ancestor's white hair danced, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.
He exuded an extremely terrifying aura, relentlessly bombarding his opponent.
Opposite him, an elderly man with triangular eyes was fighting back fiercely.
With each clash between the two, the void seemed to crack open, and space itself trembled incessantly.
In an instant, the world darkened, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and moon lost their light!
That triangular-eyed old man was none other than Ge Changhong, the Eighth Ancestor of the Carefree Holy Land!
Strictly speaking, Ge Tian can also be considered his descendant.
Among the three holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland, the Ancient Desolate Holy Land has twelve ancestors, while the Carefree Holy Land has eight.
These people are the most outstanding individuals in the Eastern Wasteland.
Ge Changhong looked at the Ninth Ancestor in front of him with utter fury.
Originally, after hearing about Ge Tian's injury, he planned to take his anger out on the geniuses of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land Tianjiao restore the prestige of the Carefree Holy Land in one fell swoop.
However, he never expected that the Ninth Ancestor was actually lurking in the shadows.
What angered him most was that, in the more distant void, the Third Ancestor and the Second Ancestor of the Carefree Holy Land, who had come with him, were also stopped.
Moreover, he also vaguely sensed a hidden presence lurking in the shadows.
That aura was incredibly cold, making his heart tremble, yet it was also elusive.
He tried to sense the location carefully several times, but he could not detect where the person in the shadows was hiding.
" The Ancient Desolate Holy Land, you really have a grand scale, sending four ancestral figures at once."
"What are you trying to do? Are you going to start a full-scale war against my Carefree Holy Land?"
While fiercely battling the Ninth Ancestor, Ge Changhong coldly posed his question.
He was absolutely furious.
Has the Ancient Desolate Holy Land gone mad?
How could Ye Xuan, a mere mortal from the Holy Land, create such a massive formation?
It should be noted that the fact that their Carefree Holy Land dispatched three patriarchs at once to deal with Ge Tian's injury already shows that they attached great importance to it.
The Ancient Desolate Holy Land, on the other hand, actually dispatched four people because of Ye Xuan.
Ge Changhong was never a match for the Ninth Ancestor to begin with, and with the possibility of powerful figures lurking in the shadows, he was even less of a match for him when he was distracted.
The Ninth Ancestor, however, attacked while laughing heartily:
"All-out war? Do you think my Ancient Desolate Holy Land is afraid of you? I've tolerated you for too long. Today, I'll slaughter one of your ancestors and show you!"
As he spoke, his attacks became even more ferocious, sweeping and unrestrained, radiating immense pressure.
If Ge Changhong hadn't attacked the Tianjiao the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, they wouldn't have made a move either.
However, now that this guy has already made his move, this matter is naturally not going to end well.
How can we deter villains without slaughtering our ancestor?
The previous scenes depicting Ge Tian's injury were just appetizers; this is the main event.
The Ninth Ancestor was unleashing his murderous intent, fighting with unparalleled pleasure and exhilaration!
Xuanyuan City.
Countless people looked up at the sky, their faces filled with horror.
Above the sky, countless lights shone and lightning crackled, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.
Fortunately, the battle took place in the air; if it had been on the ground, Xuanyuan City would likely have been razed to the ground in an instant.
Under such battle, the weather, which was originally bright and sunny, became dim and dark, and the sun and moon lost their original colors.
Restaurant.
Ye Xuan also sensed the terrifying fluctuations and finally stepped out of the room.
However, by this time, no one was paying attention to him anymore.
Countless people were outside the restaurant, looking up at the sky.
Ye Xuan also walked out of the restaurant and looked up at the sky.
Feeling the fluctuation, he felt a pang of fear, and once again realized his own insignificance.
At the same time, he also felt a lot of pressure.
The battle between the patriarchs of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land and the Carefree Holy Land was inevitable, though it was only a matter of time.
But because of his appearance, it was clearly brought forward.
In a sense, this is also defending him and expressing a certain attitude.
Above the horizon, the great battle raged on, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
More than half an hour later, a bloodcurdling scream rang out.
The entire world seemed to suddenly dim.
Then, with a loud crash, a towering figure plummeted from mid-air.
With a loud thud, the figure crashed to the ground, causing the ground to collapse and countless surrounding buildings to turn to dust.
Those around turned to look and saw that it was an old man with triangular eyes, who was now completely lifeless.
Even though he was dead, an extremely terrifying aura still emanated from him, making people's hearts tremble.
"Ah--You, you actually killed the Eighth Ancestor of my Carefree Holy Land!?"
At the same time, an extremely frenzied roar suddenly came from the sky, causing countless people to tremble and their hearts to jump.
What? That's the Eighth Ancestor of the Carefree Holy Land? A being who has been hailed as the Supreme Dao Ancestor?
The scene was deathly silent!
But from the sky above, a disdainful voice responded with a sneer:
"Haha, so what if I slaughtered your Eighth Ancestor of the Carefree Holy Land? If you dare to bully the younger generation again, relying on your seniority, and attack the younger generation of my Ancient Desolate Holy Land, I'll slaughter your entire Carefree Holy Land!"