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

Chapter 474 Divine Restriction! A Half-Saint Slayer in Succession!
Lu Hao nodded calmly. From now on, his identity in front of everyone would be that of the successor of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

Upon seeing Lu Hao's response, the Great Sage of the Ancient Clan took a deep breath and then made a decision that surprised everyone else.

"We concede defeat in the next few rounds of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm."

This result surprised many people, but upon closer examination, it does seem to have a reason.

Lu Hao's strength is undeniable; he is a descendant of the Forbidden Land of the Desolate Ancient Regions. In more general terms, Lu Hao is a genuine ancient prince-level figure.

Moreover, his status and position are even more noble than those of ordinary ancient princes, after all, the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land is there, and the master of the forbidden area of ​​the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land has never gone far away.

Facing such a powerful opponent, the odds of winning were already low, not to mention that there was an unparalleled expert behind him.

Therefore, admitting defeat is understandable.

Upon hearing that the ancient clan had conceded defeat, even the Black Emperor found it hard to believe.

"No, you can still fight! You still have people over there. Why don't you probe his strength? That way, if a fight breaks out, you can deal with him properly."

Black Emperor kept nagging from the side, still trying to persuade them to take action against Lu Hao.

However, the ancient tribesmen had grim expressions and stared intently at the large black dog.

We really shouldn't have let this big black dog be the referee; he talks way too much!

Moreover, who would want to be enemies with this person named Lu Hao? Behind him stands an ancient forbidden land, which, in the eyes of those ancient clans' great saints, is even more dangerous than the human race's peerless quasi-emperor, Gai Jiuyou.

"Fine, since you're determined not to fight, then I declare the battle of the Dragon Secret Realm a victory for the human race!" the Black Emperor said reluctantly.

The human race won another match, bringing their total to two, which is quite good, but the Black Emperor felt a pang of regret when he thought about how the ancient race couldn't afford to lose even two more people.

"Next match, Sendai Secret Realm," the Black Emperor said.

Everyone on the human side looked at the man next to Yan Ruyu.

Everyone knows that Wang Teng is definitely the core fighting force of the human race in the Sendai Secret Realm, and he will definitely represent the human race in battle to show the human race's prestige.

A group of people from the ancient clan were also watching Wang Teng. Wang Teng's ability to reverse time and space earlier had made everyone take this young man seriously.

If a real fight breaks out, that human boy named Wang Teng will definitely bring a huge crisis to the ancient race.

It was explicitly stated during the battle that the use of any kind of spiritual medicine or herb was prohibited, as was the use of any "weapons" beyond one's own capabilities.

However, it doesn't say they can't use their abilities.

Regardless of the circumstances, the power of time and space belongs to that young man himself, and even if the ancient clans are dissatisfied, they can't say anything.

unless……

Prior to this, they had already killed this human prodigy.

However, the problem is that they had heard some rumors about this human prodigy before, and had even sent Spirit Slayers to kill him. Some ancient saints even secretly intervened, hoping to kill him even if it meant trading one for one.

But in the end, they did not succeed.

The boy seemed to have vanished, no longer existing in this world. Even the great sage of the ancient clans could not deduce his whereabouts.

Of course, there was no fancy cause and effect involved. It was simply because a stronger figure intervened, possibly the peerless quasi-emperor, or the big black dog requested the powerful figure behind him to publish a book, thus obscuring the young man's secrets.

The ancient sages were unable to deduce the truth, and they also sent people to the forbidden zone of life, but there was no further news.

So, this boy appeared here.

Wang Teng stood up, a faint smile on his face, like a gentle spring breeze.

He took a step forward, and the void around him distorted.

The next moment, he appeared in the center of the mountain peak.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Lord of the Ji family was overjoyed.

The Void Sutra!
Moreover, it is the Void Scripture, which is cultivated to an extremely high level, even surpassing many Dao-Slaying Kings of the Ji family!
Even the legitimate heir of the Ji family, whose divine body is inferior to Wang Teng's, is not as good.

However, the Holy Lord of the Ji family did not have any negative emotions; his mood was just like his facial expression.

Wang Teng's character has been recognized by various ancient families, holy lands, and a series of powerful figures such as the human race's peerless quasi-emperors and white-robed god-kings. The more favors Wang Teng receives from the Ji family, the more stable the Ji family's position will become in the future.

As long as Wang Teng remains in power, and as long as no large number of corrupt officials emerge within the Ji family to undermine its foundation from within, the Ji family will remain prosperous for eternity.

On the ancient clan's side, some people also had solemn expressions when they saw Wang Teng take a step out of the distorted void.

"Void Inheritance!"

Someone spoke, their voice filled with hatred.

It's obvious that their lineage has a grudge against the Void Emperor.

"It's not just the Void Inheritance, but also the Word 'Travel' Secret, and the inheritance of that ruthless person..."

The ancient sage spoke softly.

Just now, he saw too many of his own traits in this boy.

Although it was only for a moment, and Wang Teng hadn't even made a move yet, he still saw the shadows of many human emperors and even ancient emperors.

"Is this the young man whom the human race calls the Northern Emperor? In the five major regions of the Eastern Wilderness, Western Desert, Central State, Southern Ridge, and Northern Plain, there are indeed some famous geniuses, but only this one is called an 'Emperor'."

"Kill this man at all costs! Do not let him advance any further!"

In an instant, several ancient clans' great saints began to ponder.

In the arena, Wang Teng stood calmly, his light blue battle robe fluttering in the wind. He seemed to have no fighting spirit rising, but there seemed to be an infinite "intention" forming a field.

Just looking at the boy's back, some people felt their blood boil, wishing they could let out a long roar and follow him to fight alongside him.

"When did this kid cultivate such a powerful will? It's truly astonishing!" Even the Black Emperor couldn't help but mutter to himself. Just a moment ago, he had a feeling of wanting to charge into battle alongside Wang Teng.

This kind of intent is very difficult to cultivate; it's even harder to cultivate than the kind of intent that makes one invincible. Yet, Wang Teng cultivated it quietly and without making a sound.

The faces of the ancient clans' Great Saints at the forefront were all increasingly grim.

If it weren't for the presence of several Great Saints on the human side, and the possibility that some peerless Quasi-Emperors of the human race might be secretly watching, they probably would have already attacked Wang Teng.

"Wing King, go and kill this man at all costs!"

The ancient tribes have finally sent out their first contestant.

However, to everyone's surprise, the first person the ancient clan sent out was a Dao-Slaying King, and not just any Dao-Slaying King, but one with extremely powerful strength. He was only one step away from becoming a Sage, and could even be considered a Half-Saint.

Seeing this, the human race's powerful figures couldn't sit still. Some angrily denounced the ancient race for being shameless, while others angrily denounced the ancient race for breaking their promises.

"You've really got a good plan!" Even the Great Sage Crane couldn't help but say.

If she hadn't known that Wang Teng was strong enough, she probably would have already told him to step down and let someone else take his place.

"We initially agreed that the first three levels of the Sendai Secret Realm would be treated as one realm, with only ten contestants in total. Therefore, sending out a Dao-Slaying King is naturally within the rules."

The ancient sage chuckled and spoke.

"You guys are shameless!" even the Black Emperor couldn't help but exclaim. But everything was within the rules, and even the Black Emperor was "helpless".

The ancient clan expert had already stepped onto the arena, a faint smile on his face, as if he were scrutinizing a dead man.

"I admit you are very strong and your talent is extraordinary, but you shouldn't be the first to go on stage," the ancient clan expert chuckled and said.

“If it weren’t against the rules, I would even like to have you all come up together.”

Wang Teng spoke calmly.

The ancient clan expert opposite him changed his expression drastically. "It seems that the flattery from others has made you really believe that you are a so-called young emperor!"

Wang Teng chuckled.

The battle begins immediately!
The ancient clan expert immediately unleashed his full power, even burning his blood and soul in an attempt to kill Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's response to this was also quite simple.

A river of time appeared behind him, and as the river of time slowly flowed backward, the ancient clan expert before him also began to change.

His burning blood and soul were slowly nourishing his body, as if everything had been pulled back to a few moments ago.

Moreover, this force of spacetime did not dissipate; instead, it continued to trace back further.

"What do you want to do!"

The ancient clan expert shouted.

A sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart.

However, Wang Teng did not speak.

Time and spacetime continued to rewind, soon rewinding to before everything began, or rather, returning to the time when they had just recovered.

At this time, even a demigod is very weak.

They had been sealed away for too long, and the period immediately following their revival was arguably their weakest time.

Just then, Wang Teng made his move.

The Chaotic Ancient Forbidden Technique directly tore open the void, outlining an unknown land, and banished the demigod into it.

During this process, time was constantly rewinding and moving forward, and everything became a complete temporal turbulence. Even the demigod himself did not know where he was at that moment.

After doing all this, Wang Teng stood there calmly.

A quarter of an hour later, the exiled demigod still hadn't appeared.

An hour later, there was still no movement.

"Next match!" The Great Sage of the Ancient Clan's face turned grim.

He never expected that a dignified demigod would end up like this.

The opponent didn't even actually make a move; they simply eliminated their half-saint through a spacetime exile, leaving no trace of them, neither alive nor dead.

Another Dao-Slaying King from the ancient clans stood up.

This time, he didn't play by the rules. As soon as he appeared, he unleashed his full power, wanting to kill Wang Teng in the most direct way.

However, it is still a time travel.

The attack hadn't even landed before it dissipated in mid-air.

And the price paid for the ancient saint's methods has returned to him once again.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

"Impossible!" The ancient clan's Dao-Slaying King frowned.

He had lived for thousands of years and had even visited the sages of the ancient clans and exchanged skills with them, but even the sages of the ancient clans had not given him this ability that made him fearful or even terrified!

None of his attacks had any effect; instead, the power of time reversal returned him to his original state. The divine power did not follow his will but returned to him!

In other words, everything he did was in vain.

Whether attacking or defending, the divine power he uses will be reversed by the opponent in the simplest and most brutal way.

He had no way to deal with this terrifying ability.

In the end, with a seemingly ordinary move by Wang Teng, he was beheaded, his head falling onto the ring.

Of course, it's impossible to kill a Dao-Slaying King in this way.

However, all the healing techniques used by the Dao-Slaying King were also reverted by Wang Teng. He seemed to be healing, but every time time was reverted, his injuries and condition would return to the state before the healing.

No matter how hard he tried, his condition wouldn't improve; instead, it only worsened with each seemingly unremarkable attack from Wang Teng.

With Wang Teng's willpower of spacetime, there would naturally be no farcical situation where he injured him but then reverted to the state before he injured him.

The time period maintained by each time-space reversal was carefully calculated by Wang Teng. Even though that Dao-Slaying King was really strong, he still had no power to resist when facing Wang Teng.

Ultimately, a powerful Dao-Slaying King was dragged to his death by Wang Teng in this way.

Seeing this, the faces of the ancient clan members became even uglier. None of them had expected that two Dao-Slaying Kings would be so easily killed by Wang Teng.

In their view, Wang Teng didn't seem to have used his full strength, or even paid any price.

"The ninth level of the first level of the Sendai Secret Realm! Two peak Dao-Slaying Kings were killed in succession! Crossing eighteen minor realms! A Divine Restriction! And it surpasses ordinary Divine Restrictions!"

The only explanation for being able to cross so many minor realms and continuously kill Dao-Slaying Kings is this:

That human boy has already stepped into the forbidden realm of the gods!

Or rather, whether or not there is a divine restriction, it makes no difference to him, because the power of spacetime is already awe-inspiring enough!

There was no chance to deal with this power; the ancient clansmen were killed before they could even make a move.

Looking at the young man standing in the middle of the arena, the Great Sage of the Ancient Clan was filled with solemnity. He was wondering whether to continue fighting. Given the current situation, continuing the fight seemed to have little meaning.

However, if they give up now, Guzhu will have lost three games in a row.

Unless the ancient race can turn the tide with an absolute advantage in the next stage of the Saintly Realm, their defeat is already inevitable.

However, looking at that elegant crane and that silent white-robed god-king, who can guarantee that the ancient clans will not make a mistake even when they are sages?

“It’s time to send that one out!” the Great Sage of the Ancient Clan said.

They cannot afford to lose, no matter what. Even if it costs them dearly, they are determined to kill that person!

The ancient sage nodded upon hearing this.

Soon, a burly ancient man, his entire body bound in chains, was pushed out.

(End of this chapter)