"Finally, our descendants have arrived."
"It seems that this is a matter of life and death for our race."
"A pure-blooded royal family, the younger generation has inherited a good bloodline."
"I have been asleep ever since, and I can no longer speak."
"So what are you talking about now, you old devil?"
" Su Dai, you rascal, you argued with me when you were alive, and you're still arguing now that you're dead!"
"Alright, you two, stop arguing, you're scaring the child!"
The emperors awoke one after another, regaining their energy and chattering noisily.
That feeling...
Sigh!
The Supreme being who fell countless years ago, a legendary figure in history, should have been solemn and dignified, but at this moment, he came alive with noise and commotion.
They made noise for a while, then suddenly fell silent, like ripples on a pond that eventually return to calm.
In front of future generations, one should always appear profound.
It cannot overturn their perception of emperors.
Emperors are majestic and silent!
"Child, tell us how the White Tiger Clan is doing?" an emperor asked solemnly.
"I..."
Sushang pursed her lips, feeling a lump in her throat.
She lowered her head, her eyes were red, and her body was trembling.
She couldn't bring herself to say it!
How glorious and prosperous the Primordial White Tiger Clan was during the reigns of these powerful emperors!
And now...
This ancient holy race has perished!
She was too ashamed to face them!
Seeing her ashamed expression, the emperors instantly understood!
Things are more serious than they imagined!
The fact that such a young child came alone speaks volumes!
" The Primordial White Tiger Clan... was wiped out?"
"Um..."
Sushang clenched her small hands tightly, tears streaming down her face as she nodded.
Surprisingly...
The 300 emperors did not act impulsively!
No righteous indignation...
There was no public outrage...
There was no cataclysmic event...
They just stared at Sushang; sometimes silence is more Heart Slaying than noise!
Sushang is truly ashamed to face his ancestors!
At this moment...
"Child, close your eyes."
A deep, resonant female voice rang out.
Sushang obediently closed his eyes tightly.
Suddenly, these emperors simultaneously stretched out their hands, and a vast light gathered in their palms, transforming the world into a radiant realm.
"You are the last seed of the Primordial White Tiger Clan."
You must possess a stronger physique; you must become a saint!
"Only by embarking on the strongest path to Saint can you use your Saint Vein to revive my White Tiger Clan!"
These saints, their faces steadfast, passed on their last bit of energy.
An immense energy permeated the heavens and earth, surging entirely into Sushang's body!
At this moment!
As the concentration of Sushang Saint Vein increased, her blood boiled, and her body began to undergo earth-shattering changes!
This is a powerful transformation!
Use the power of 300 holy emperors to elevate Sushang's bloodline level!
As their energy rapidly dissipated, the emperors gradually could no longer sustain themselves, and their bodies became increasingly ethereal.
Being in the center of the energy, Sushang could hardly withstand such terrifying energy. Her body floated up and curled up tightly into a ball. The crisscrossing golden light emanated from her body, as if thousands of sharp blades were piercing out from her body!
Sushang frowned painfully, biting her lip hard, her small face contorted as she struggled against the energy.
"Keep it up, kid!"
"Keep it up, kid!"
"Keep it up, kid."
At this moment!
Three hundred saints gazed at her with their last eyes.
They're cheering!
These voices were either delicate, husky, clear, or steady...
The voice of Saint!
Sushang closed her eyes tightly, tears rolling down her eyelashes.
first...
She felt the love of so many people!
Her people, her ancestors, their fervent love for her!
The emperors have completely disappeared.
Only those four words, "Kid, keep going," have become Eternity echo.
The energy formed a sphere, tightly enveloping Sushang, and she began the arduous refining process!
At the same time!
Two figures appeared outside the majestic Lost Immortal Temple.
"This is the Immortal Temple?"
"It seems this diary wasn't lying to me."
Lu Xiuluo was tall and imposing. He slightly clenched his fists, and the diary appeared. He chuckled softly, his smile eerie and chilling.
Behind him stood the Blood Devil, head bowed in obeisance.
After discovering the diary, Lu Xiuluo came to the core area of Eternal Night, crossed the spacetime turbulence, stepped onto the Bone Bridge, and walked in the wedding dress made by Xie Feng and the others to the Lost Immortal Temple!
"Very powerful energy..."
"This is the ruins of a Immortal being; perhaps there will be fortuitous opportunity!"
" Blood Devil, let's go."
Lu Xiuluo said, taking a step forward and entering the Immortal Temple together with the Blood Devil!
The world fell into a deathly silence.
Soon after...
A slight ripple appeared in the space, and two more people materialized!
The alluring woman in the pomegranate-red dress slightly raised her phoenix eyes, looked at the Lost Immortal Temple, and said with a downward curl of her red lips, "What bad luck, to run into Lu Xiuluo like this?"
Empress Jialuo, Jiang Fei!
The woman beside her was dressed in purple, with delicate features, a neat high ponytail, and held the Frost and Snow Sword.
Leng Ruoshuang!
Jiang Fei came to the center of the Eternal Night in order to absorb the power of the Taiyin, but was disturbed by the spacetime turbulence. She then saw Lu Xiuluo and followed him to see what this demon was up to!
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
" Ruoshuang, let's go."
As Jiang Fei spoke, her red sleeves fluttered lightly, and she too stepped into the immortal temple!
A moment later...
After they completely disappeared...
A figure emerged from the shadows, bathed in the cool sunlight, making his enigmatic and profound Double Pupils appear even more deep and mysterious!
Lu Xiuluo? Jiang Fei?
"What a troublesome guy!"
"Wandering freely in and out of the Eternal Night, following my elder brother?"
Ye Yuan rubbed his forehead and yawned lazily. "If it weren't for my brother, I wouldn't bother to move an inch."
"One by one, the little mantises went in." Meng Wuqu appeared behind him, arms crossed, expressionless.
Ye Yuan laughed and said, "Then we're the real orioles unaware of the birds!"
"Perhaps it's a praying mantis too."
"With you here, I don't worry about being followed."
As Ye Yuan spoke, he put his hands behind his head and swaggered toward the Lost Immortal Temple.
Meng Wuqu shrugged and followed.
As the dark currents surged in the Eternal Night, a blinding golden light ripped across the earth, like the most stunning lightning, shaking the world.
A golden list, obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun, stretched across the universe, illuminating the Three Thousand Worlds.
The world was in an uproar!
"It's the Heavenly Ranking!"
"Six months have passed, the Heavenly Ranking are about to begin!"
"A hundred-year-old expert above the Spirit Transformation Realm, and only the top 15 will be selected—what an intense competition this will be!"
"Old Li, you're also at the Spirit Transformation Realm, right? Maybe you can make it onto the list!"
"Forget it! Among the billions of people in the world, how can someone at the Spirit Transformation Realm be considered respectable? Stop flattering me!"
People launched into a heated discussion.
Their eyes burned with desire as they looked at the Heavenly Ranking. Many of them, though outwardly humble, secretly hoped to be on the list!
Furthermore, top-tier powerhouses such as ancient giants, reclusive cultivators, and high-ranking officials are also paying attention!
Thump!
The bells tolled.
The familiar, earth-shaking voice rang out. "The fifth round of rankings: the Heavenly Pride Ranking, is now open!"