Covering the Sky: I, Wang Teng, truly lack the bearing of an emperor.

“I’m the one who submitted your name,” Wang Teng said.

Yan Ruyu smiled upon hearing this; she really hadn't thought of that.

However, with her current strength, she could easily participate in the War of All Races.

Even though she was only at the early stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm when the Great War of All Races began, that was enough.

"The preliminary date for the War of Ten Thousand Races is one year from now. In this year, if you absorb all the dragon marrow in this place, and with the insights I left behind, your strength will definitely be able to crush those so-called ancient princes," Wang Teng said with a smile.

Although the bloodlines of those ancient princes are precious, Yan Ruyu is, after all, a descendant of the Demon Emperor, and her bloodline far surpasses that of ordinary people. Moreover, the Demon Emperor, whom everyone thought had fallen, had not actually perished; he was still alive and well.

The one-year timeframe was not proposed by the human race or any of the myriad races, but by the ancient races.

A considerable number of powerful figures from the ancient clans are still asleep, and it will take quite some time before they are all revived.

Therefore, the ancient tribes extended this time span to one year.

Such a long preparation time is beneficial to both the human race and the ancient race, as they can use the preparation time to do more preparation, thereby increasing their chances of winning.

While the ancient races were busily preparing to awaken their powerful beings, weren't the human races also making preparations?
Most of the powerful individuals on the list were summoned to the Supreme Holy Land in the Northern Region of the Eastern Wilderness, where Great Sages preached to them in order to transform their strength in the shortest possible time.

However, some people were not summoned or were summoned but simply ignored it.

For example, Wang Teng and Yan Ruyu were not summoned. The Great Sage of the Crane knew that the two were together, and that Wang Teng was leading Yan Ruyu in seclusion for cultivation.

Qi Hao was summoned, but was completely ignored.

Just as both sides were making intensive preparations for the major battle that would take place a year later, something happened that shocked everyone.

When the Southern Demon invited the Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King to the Southern Ridge Demon Emperor's Palace as a guest, they were ambushed by powerful figures.

The one who made the move was a Dao-Slaying King, with immense strength. He directly tore through the void, and a large hand grabbed at the two of them, intending to crush them into the void.

If it weren't for the protectors who risked their lives to safeguard Nan Yao, Nan Yao and the little dragon king in green robes would probably have met a terrible end.

Even so, both of them were seriously injured.

The Southern Demon was torn in half, and the Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King had half of his tail severed.

This event directly shocked all races.

The peerless quasi-emperor of the human race, Gai Jiuyou, was stationed in a certain forbidden zone of life. Upon learning of this matter, he was furious. He directly performed a deduction in front of the lord of the forbidden zone, and then stretched out a giant hand to capture a Dao-slaying king from the void across billions of miles.

Without asking the other party's identity or waiting for them to introduce themselves, the peerless quasi-emperor of the human race directly crushed the other party, turning their physical body and soul into dust.

Seeing this, even the master of the penalty area opposite him twitched his eyebrows.

The impact of a peerless quasi-emperor making a move in public is enormous.

But no one expected that the assassination attempts against the Southern Demon and the Azure-Clad Little Dragon King were just the beginning.

Half a month later, a Dao-Slaying King from an ancient family in the Eastern Wilderness perished.

This was a powerful figure who should have been on the list, but he perished. Someone found an opportunity to ambush him halfway, and a sword light ripped through the void, directly severing the soul of this Dao-Slaying King.

"Isn't the oppressive aura of a peerless quasi-emperor enough to prove the innocence of these villains?!" Black Emperor angrily cursed.

He disregarded everything and directly used the following peerless formation. When a Dao-Slaying King of an ancient clan was traveling in the outside world, he activated the formation and teleported that unfortunate Dao-Slaying King to an unknown place.

Afterwards, some people asked where the Black Emperor had teleported that Dao-Slaying King to, so they could eliminate him completely.

But the Black Emperor's response left everyone stunned: "I don't know. I just set up the formation casually. I don't know where I sent that guy."

These few words gave everyone a new understanding of just how unreliable this big black dog was.

However, it is precisely because of these events that the ancient clans seem determined to kill some of the powerful figures on the list.

Ye Fan, who was traveling in the Eastern Wilderness, was also affected. A powerful figure from an ancient clan made a move to capture Ye Fan alive.

Fortunately, Lu Hao was nearby. The so-called ancient clan expert was directly suppressed by Lu Hao with a wave of his hand and sent to the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

And this is only the competition that everyone is aware of; there are many more competitions in places they are unaware of.

Outside the Qishi Mansion, powerful members of an ancient clan were lying in ambush, intending to attack the Qishi Mansion's prodigies. After learning of this, the Lord of the Qishi Mansion instructed the prodigies of the Qishi Mansion not to go out unless there was something extremely important going on.

Although those ancient clan powerhouses wanted to hunt down the geniuses of all races, they were not so insane as to directly rush into the Qishi Mansion and kill these geniuses.

However, some talented individuals or powerful figures who were traveling abroad were still affected. Some mysterious powerful figures attacked them or fled far away. Regardless of whether they succeeded or failed, the other party did not stay.

The human race did not tolerate the ancient races either. Some human powerhouses spontaneously formed demon-slaying teams to hunt down those lone ancient race powerhouses.

The chaos lasted for more than half a year. The human race suffered heavy losses, with several powerful figures on the list falling and even some prodigies being seriously injured. However, the ancient race also suffered considerable losses.

At this stage, it seems that both sides have reached a certain tacit understanding, and they are secretly hunting each other's strongmen and prodigies.

However, neither the ancient race nor the human race sent experts who were significantly higher in cultivation level to hunt down the other's prodigies.

Previously, a Dao-Slaying King had attacked the Southern Demon and the Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King of the Dragon Transformation Realm, but was instantly crushed by the peerless Quasi-Emperor of the human race.

Later, an ancient saint attempted to attack a human king who had severed the Dao, but was also suppressed by the human's peerless quasi-emperor.

Through repeated trials, both the ancient race and the human race eventually reached a tacit understanding: if it was merely a matter of hunting opponents one realm higher, neither the peerless quasi-emperors of the human race nor the great saints of the ancient race would concern themselves with it.

However, once someone surpasses another two realms, if they dare to make a move, death is inevitable.

Moreover, that big black dog once stood up and arrogantly said that sages and saints should not be allowed to come down to earth.

Although I disliked that big black dog, I have to admit that the power it represented was equivalent to an ancient family or a holy land.

Therefore, both the ancient race and the human race tacitly abided by these agreements.

In the southern part of the Eastern Wilderness, lies a place where an ancient tribe slumbers.

Two young men from an ancient tribe were discussing which of the human race's prodigies they would hunt.

"Humans? They're all talk and no action! I used to think the human race's strongmen were incredibly powerful, but it turns out they're nothing special!" a young man said.

Although he looks very young, he is a true powerhouse with great strength. He is of royal blood and his status is not low even among the ancient clans.

"I really don't know what the Yaochi Conference has been talking about for so long. The human race is so weak, why not just continue to keep them under our control? Why are they still talking! They've been talking for so long, and they haven't come up with anything!"

Another young man scoffed.

Beside them lay a corpse, the body of a powerful human being whom they had hunted down together. Seeing how easily the two of them had subdued a being revered by many, they felt that humanity today was even more vulnerable than in ancient times.

"Heh, why bother with them so much? In another six months, it will be the Great War of All Races. At that time, as long as we deal with those guys, we will still be the kings of the earth!" The ancient clan's powerful figure sneered.

"Recently, the human race has also become restless. They have actually followed our example and formed a so-called demon-hunting team to hunt us down."

"Just like in ancient times, they know nothing but clumsy imitations!"

"Trying to hunt? How amusing!"

"However, we need to be careful. I've heard recently that something's not quite right. Some powerful Spirit Slayers have disappeared without a trace, possibly suppressed by the human race."

"A bunch of useless trash. Even if we were to run right up to the gates of an ancient human clan, what could they do to us? In the end, they're just a bunch of cowards!"

"Let's go! Continue the spirit-slaying today! Eradicate all the demon race's spiritual essence, so they can live peacefully as cattle and sheep in the pen!"

After they finished speaking, the two powerful figures from the ancient clans emerged from underground.

However, to their surprise, there was a figure waiting for them outside.

"Witch hunters?" The two powerful figures from the ancient races became interested.

They've always been the ones who slay the spirits; when did it become the witchers' turn to hunt them?
Not to mention there's only one of them, and this guy isn't even a powerful being!

The figure slowly turned around, looked at the two ancient clan powerhouses who reeked of blood, and immediately attacked.

The two powerful figures from the ancient clans lost their lives before they could even see the boy's figure clearly.

"The eighty-ninth and the ninetieth!"

Wang Teng spoke calmly.

After Yan Ruyu went into seclusion, Wang Teng left a mark there and joined the so-called Demon Hunters, beginning to hunt ancient creatures.

In less than half a month, the number of ancient clansmen from the Sendai Secret Realm who died at Wang Teng's hands had reached ninety.

Among these ninety people, there were many powerful demons and even Dao-slaying kings. Even a powerful figure from an ancient royal family was suppressed by Wang Teng, who personally beheaded him and sent his head back to the Feng family to pay tribute to a powerful figure from the Feng family who had been hunted down.

However, Wang Teng's high-profile actions also attracted the attention of the Spirit Slayers.

Several ancient princes who had been resurrected were following him from a distance, looking for an opportunity to suppress him.

It's just that Wang Teng has never given them that opportunity.

Wang Teng always strikes his enemy with a single blow, then flies away to randomly select the next target.

In this situation, although he killed ninety ancient clan powerhouses, he was still not targeted by the ancient clan's Dao-Slaying King. Only those few little guys followed him from a distance, and he even lost track of them several times.

Two months later, Wang Teng stood before a deadly place. The blood on the ground had formed a lake, which looked lush and green, full of life.

In the lake, there was still an ancient powerful being who had not completely died. He stared wide-eyed and called out "demon."

Wang Teng chuckled.

demon?

It doesn't sound as good as the name "Beidi" (北帝).

Wang Teng directly used bronze to create a spatial passage and instantly disappeared from the spot.

Almost at the same instant he disappeared, a figure appeared on this green lake, having traveled hundreds of thousands of miles.

This is an ancient sage from an ancient tribe, and the only sage in their tribe.

He never imagined that his entire tribe would be wiped out when he returned from his trip.

"Humans! I am not one of you..."

He roared angrily to the sky, but before he could finish his sentence, array patterns suddenly lit up beneath his feet, and he vanished the next moment. No one knew where he went.

Not far away, Black King was sticking out his tongue excitedly, shouting how thrilling it was.

"Where did you send that guy?" Ye Fan, the Ancient Holy Body, asked from beside the Black Emperor.

"What? What's being sent there? I don't know either!" Black Emperor said matter-of-factly.

He was only in charge of setting up the formation; how could he know where the formation could transmit the drum sound?

"But there's nothing to worry about. He's an ancient saint, after all. Even if we teleport him to the boundless starry sky, he should be able to come back," the Black Emperor said. Then, seemingly unsure of himself, he added, "Probably..."

Ye Fan's face darkened slightly. He wanted to say that no one wanted to know the whereabouts of that ancient saint; he just wanted to see if this big black dog was reliable.

But he didn't need to ask anymore, because this big black dog was very unreliable.

However, before they could turn around and leave, Black Emperor suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"I think I know where I sent that guy..." Black Emperor muttered to himself.

"Huh? You actually knew that?" Ye Fan looked at Black Emperor in shock upon hearing this.

Could it be that Black Emperor is finally reliable?
However, Huihuang's next sentence made Ye Fan realize that it was absolutely impossible to rely on this guy.

"I sent him to the Supreme Holy Land, directly to the face of the Great Sage Crane..."

The Black Emperor spoke in disbelief.

He set the location in the vast starry sky, just randomly entered a coordinate, how did it send that guy to the Supreme Holy Land?

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan's expression changed, and he finally couldn't help but give Black Emperor a thumbs up.

This guy is really unreliable!

Before the Great War of the Myriad Races began, both the ancient races and the human race were clearly bloodthirsty, each wanting to take advantage of this last opportunity to weaken the other's visible fighting power.

Originally, the ancient clans had the upper hand in assassination, but at some point, they lost their advantage. A mysterious powerhouse appeared and killed hundreds of ancient clans in just two months, even wiping out several smaller clans.

This made some small ancient clans feel insecure, and some even withdrew from the ranks of spirit slayers, choosing to stay in their own small clans and protect them.

So, a few days before the start of the All Races Conference, the ancient races disappeared without a trace and stopped assassinating human powerhouses.

However, even if they were desperate, Wang Teng wouldn't take action himself. He returned to Zhongzhou and went to the Dragon Pool. (End of Chapter)