Having done all this, the Great Accomplishment King bowed and asked, neither servile nor arrogant, "May I ask where the Saint comes from?"
Shi Ming's gaze swept over the misty Divine Land, and he said softly, "I once had a karmic connection with Wang Teng. I will punish the Wang Clan lightly for their actions today; the rest is for Wang Teng to handle himself!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Lie's pupils contracted, somewhat incredulous, before his face lit up with excitement.
" Your Saint, are you saying that Teng'er is still alive?"
In an instant, the Wang Clan was shaken; all the clansmen paled, some rejoiced, some were dejected.
The news of Wang Teng's death only spread today, but it spread like a spring breeze across the wilderness, quickly reaching the knowledge of all the clansmen, which led to the subsequent trouble.
Now that the Saint has spoken with absolute certainty, implying that Wang Teng is still alive, there's simply no time to think.
"Teng'er is still here..."
Wang Teng's mother's eyes were brimming with tears. The sudden news had thrown her into turmoil, and the strange feeling that had been suppressed resurfaced, making her feel weak all over and her skin flush pink.
If the beautiful woman hadn't been dressed in mourning clothes and adorned with silver hair, this change would have been impossible to conceal. Even so, it still left the area beneath her muddy...
"Where is Teng'er now?" Wang Chengtian stepped forward, wanting to ask about Wang Teng's whereabouts.
Shi Ming remained unmoved. He glanced down at the crowd, then with a flick of his sleeve, took out a bottle of Undying Divine Phoenix Blood and personally handed it to the noblewoman.
"This item was acquired by Wang Teng, and I am handing it over on his behalf today!"
Wang Teng's mother dared not be impolite, so she knelt down gracefully, accepting the Saint's gift with both hands, and said with utmost tenderness, "My humble wife thanks the Saint for this gift!"
As their hands met, a delicate, ethereal fragrance wafted over, causing the beautiful woman's heart to flutter and her desire to become even stronger.
In particular, as the mist dissipated, the true form of the person who had arrived was revealed.
Shi Ming had long, black hair, a handsome and dashing appearance, and a gleaming mark between his brows. His purple robe, adorned with Flying Immortal Nine Heavens Divine Jade, was dazzling and captivating.
The woman stared blankly at the newcomer, her mind lost in endless illusions, and she fainted. Fortunately, a great radiance enveloped her.
The young man smiled calmly, waved his sleeve, and a Corpse King at the Severing the Dao level appeared, serving beside the beautiful woman.
Wang Lie's expression changed, and he was shocked. The Corpse King actually possessed a flawless Saint Weapon shrouded in Chaos light.
The others present were also deeply shocked by such generosity. To casually bestow upon someone Severing the Dao corpse puppet and Saint Weapon —what had Wang Teng experienced outside?
Could this person be Wang Teng's master and disciple?
Instantly, Wang Lie and Wang Chengtian's eyes lit up, and their gazes toward Shi Ming became even more eager.
"Open this Divine Land to welcome the Saint to the Wang Clan!"
A Great Power figure from the Wang Clan rose to his feet, preparing to hold a welcoming ceremony for everyone, and ideally, invite more than ten major sects to come over.
With Saint as their backer, the Wang Clan fears no storms. What does it matter if the so-called Primordial Myriad Races are born? They cannot shake the ancient family.
The black-haired man smiled faintly, then his figure flashed, and countless purple marks fell down, forming a spatial field.
By the time everyone realized what was happening, the Saint had already left, leaving only the ancient corpse king wielding a black obsidian blade and radiating a chilling aura!
" My Saint, please tell Teng'er to return as soon as possible..." Wang Lie called out, but no one answered.
"Mmm... Ah..."
A hoarse voice rang out, and Wang Chengkun woke up. Looking at his clansmen beside him, he laughed and cried, his hair disheveled. He clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Hey, it's alright! My son is alive!"
Seeing the clan leader's bloodshot eyes, the surrounding clansmen dared not approach, many harboring fear of future reckoning.
"Hahaha, Teng'er has forged Demon Embryo and achieved the status of Holy Lord. He is expected to become Quasi-Emperor in the future. As long as I, Teng'er, return, you will all die..." As he laughed, Wang Chengkun's blood surged, a surge of stagnant blood rushed to his sea of consciousness, then his eyes dimmed, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he collapsed, startling the Great Power and clansmen around him.
Wang Lie frowned, very dissatisfied with this clan leader. If such a demeanor were seen by a sage, the Wang Clan family would lose all face!
This is also why he did not suppress Wang Kong's lineage; if it weren't for Wang Teng, Wang Chengkun would not be qualified to be the clan leader.
The others exchanged bewildered glances and said in unison, "What are we going to do? The clan leader seems to have gone mad."
Wang Chengtian came over, checked on him, and said with a wry smile, "Teng'er is still here. Chengkun was overwhelmed by the extreme joy and sorrow, and his consciousness is slightly disordered. He'll be fine after some rest."
At the same time, the King corpse puppet picked up the unconscious beautiful woman and walked into the distance. Its only will was to protect the person in its arms.
Wang Lie watched the corpse puppet disappear into the distance, his gaze deep and unfathomable, lost in thought.
"Ancestor, what should we do?" Wang Chengtian asked meaningfully.
Wang Lie's eyes turned cold, and he snorted, saying, "What are you going to do about the mess you've created!"
After speaking, he took a step forward and left with Wang Chengkun, but left behind his trusted confidants.
Wang Chengtian thought to himself, "Back then, when I was training Wang Kong, this old ancestor tacitly approved it, but now he's making me take the blame!"
He turned to look at the crowd, his expression authoritative, and coldly ordered, "Take them down!"
In an instant, the three living fossils brought by Wang Lie made their move and captured five Great Power from Wang Kong's lineage. The rest of the clansmen were terrified, their faces filled with fear, afraid of being implicated.
Subsequently, a purge began, and Wang Kong and his son, along with all their confidants, were imprisoned. Those convicted were exiled to the Border Wasteland, with no possibility of reinstatement for three generations...
Northern Plains Luo Heaven.
This place remains desolate, filled with sand and gravel. Under the scorching sun, the temperature is alarmingly high; it is a forbidden land for mortals.
Suddenly, a crack appeared in space, and a divine being radiating purple light stepped out.
He opened the heavens and earth with his palm, countless lines flowing and changing the scenery of this place.
Amidst the swirling mist, the shimmering light revealed the outline of a hazy oasis. The vast, turquoise lake, sparkling like starlight and crystal clear, resembled a giant emerald.
Sensing the intruder, a white crane flapped its wings, tearing through the sky, and flew in from afar.
The tomb keeper was surrounded by a soft, white light, as pure as snow, and exuded an aura of tranquility.
You've come!
The crane's gaze was calm, and it showed no impatience; its attitude was gentler than the first time.
It left an imprint on Wang Teng's mind, giving him knowledge of the other party's situation.
As it turns out, the words of the successor of the Wu Shi were true, and Wang Teng received even greater Fortune from him.
Shi Ming glanced at Old Crane. Lao He had not yet become a saint, but he was close. Those sacred chains were almost solidified and incredibly dazzling, like clusters of starlight.
"I have come for the Dao soldiers of the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor!" Shi Ming made no attempt to hide his intentions and stated his thoughts directly.
The crane remained silent for a moment, its gaze complex, before finally nodding and saying, "I know, but to obtain Great Emperor's Emperor Weapon, you'll need to undergo a trial. Since you don't specialize in the ' Chaotic Ancient Scripture,' you might not be able to produce Emperor Weapon!"
"Whether it succeeds or not depends on me!" The purple-robed youth exuded confidence, his bright eyes gazing at the spiritual lake.
He glanced at the tomb keeper, flicked his sleeve, and took out two scrolls of notes, handing them to him.
"This is..." Old Crane was surprised, not expecting this turn of events.
"The insights left behind by Emperor Hengyu and Void Emperor, and the fact that your lineage guards the tomb of Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor, is a small token of my appreciation." Shi Ming was polite, a far cry from the arrogance he displayed on his first visit.
"You..."
The Old Crane fell silent for a moment, somewhat dazed.
Which one is the real one, and which one is the fake one—the arrogant and Wu Shi successor who threatened it back then, or this gentle and refined Saint with extraordinary bearing?
"Puff!"
Before the tomb guardian could recover, Shi Ming activated the Chaotic Ancient Scripture, his entire body flowing with Void patterns, like a spatial deity.
He took a step, and his entire body vanished from the spot, instantly teleporting to the bottom of the spirit lake...
Upon re-entering the Luo Heaven Emperor Palace, Shi Ming carried the Calamity Blue Gold Sword on his back, his expression calm, exuding an air of transcendence.
Today, he has already Ultimate Sublimation, able to reside in the Divine Forbidden Domain for a short time, and has mastered all the forbidden secret techniques. He can be described as invincible in the Saint Realm.
Even the resurrection of ancient emperors is useless before him; those who oppose him face only defeat and death!
"Clang!"
Shi Ming summoned the Blue Gold Sword and used the power of the Chaotic Ancient Era God to draw Dao patterns, thus opening the underground palace's inheritance and stepping into an ancient world.
"Boom!"
Nebulae danced wildly, comets surged like a tide, and streaks of distant light pierced the universe. All around were dazzling stars, like jewels embedded in a curtain, a beautiful sight from afar.
In a boundless Void, Shi Ming held his sword in one hand, calmly awaiting the arrival of his trials.
Suddenly, the stars in the sky trembled and fell in a flurry, and the entire starry sky began to shake violently.
At this moment, the Manipulation of Heaven and Earth, the Sun-Moon revolved, and suddenly a pitch-black abyss appeared in this ancient star field.
Countless black lines shot out from that abyss, spreading across the entire starry sky and extending to the six directions and eight wastelands at an incredible speed.
The heavens and earth were plunged into darkness, the universe trembled, and countless stars and meteorites sank into the abyss. The terrifying suction force seemed to devour everything, even more terrifying than a black hole, as if a Heaven-Devouring Beast capable of devouring everything was hidden within it.
If an ordinary Saint were here, they would only perish in the galaxy; only those above the Seventh Heaven of the Saint Realm could survive.
Shi Ming's eyes were deep, his Eye of Space and Time seeing through everything, and he discovered the extreme point of the Divine Abyss.
He wielded the Calamity Blue Gold Sword, channeling his magical power to its limit, and unleashed a beam of sword light.
"Clang!"
The sword's edge gleamed, its movements fluid and powerful, carrying an overwhelming aura that seemed to annihilate everything in its path, encompassing the past, present, and future.
This sword strike shook the ages, annihilated space, and buried countless galaxies within it.
This is the Dao Yan of Galaxy-Burying Technique — Sword Buries the Galaxy!
The sword is drawn, and the enemy falls!
An epic burial amidst the stars, annihilating all heroes!
In an instant, countless miles of Void collapsed, stars shattered, and the terrifying abyss of the universe fell into an eerie silence.
Then, a beastly roar suddenly echoed from the abyss!
" Kong Devourer!"
Desolate Antiquity aura permeated the air, causing space to distort and stars to fall in disarray, unable to withstand the terrifying force of the aura.
This voice possessed the aura of Saint King Second Heaven, nine levels higher than Shi Ming, Saint Third Heaven!
The voice carried boundless pressure, sweeping across this galaxy, terrifying to the extreme.
Sensing the oppressive aura of Saint King, Shi Ming smiled faintly, completely unconcerned.
A mere wild beast could be annihilated by a single sword strike from him!
A beam of black light emerged from the shattered abyss. It was an Gu Huang with a dragon's head, Qilin's body, Vermilion Bird wings on its back, Ancestral Dragon horns on its head, and Hua Snake behind it.