The end of this quasi-emperor peak is coming

Chapter 60: Ancient Races
Even though she was the most talented woman of all time and one of the most powerful men in the world, there were consequences that could not be reversed.

Luo Yan asked the question that concerned him the most: "Does the Great Emperor know the origin of the Red Devil Heavenly Venerable?"

The empress spoke in a cold voice, as if it came from the sky: "A celestial being from the mythological era inherited what was suspected to be a fairyland before the ancient era. In his later years, he was replaced by the mysterious immortal heritage. He is suspected to be an ancient race."

Luo Yan immediately had an idea in his mind. It seemed that the empress did not know about the strange clan. After all, there was no news about the strange clan in this world. It was just that the strange magic left behind by the strange clan was accidentally obtained by the Red Demon Lord.

That person, walking alone on the ancient road of history, has been making arbitrary decisions for eternity!
Luo Yan wanted to ask other questions, such as the Great Emperor of Enlightenment...

Unfortunately, the empress fell into confusion again. No matter how much Luo Yan called out to her, she received no response. Soon she returned to the abyss and fell into chaos again.

Little Nannan woke up from her sleep: "Brother Luo Yan... has that sister come? Have you seen her?"

"I see! Let's go back."

"What a pity! Little Nana didn't get to see her! That sister is so pretty! I really want to see her up close!" Little Nana pouted and said unhappily.

Luo Yan flicked her forehead gently: "I'll take you to see me next time!"

"It's a deal then! Brother Luo Yan, you are not allowed to lie to me!"

……

A month later.

Yaochi Holy Land.

Since the failure of the last attack on the secret realm, the human race has become depressed and everyone is in danger.

So many powerful people rushed into the secret realm, but not only did they fail to kill the source of the red curse, but they also destroyed the most powerful forces of the human race and helped the Red Devil recover from his injuries.

The Dharma Ending Age has arrived. The death of these powerful human beings is an extremely heavy blow to the human race. Perhaps in the next few thousand years, there may not be another great sage, and there may not even be many sage kings. If we are more worried, perhaps in the future, becoming a sage will become a luxury.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, will that senior really come?" asked a holy land master worriedly.

Boss Jin hesitated for a moment, then said with certainty: "This is what the senior asked me to pass on. With his status, he will not break his word! He will definitely come to Yaochi Holy Land!"

The human race members were all sweating with fear in their hearts, and only after hearing this did they relax a little.

Today, many Saint Lord-level figures came to the Yao Chi Holy Land to discuss, just to catch a glimpse of the human predecessor who used the ultimate law to force back the Red Devil Heavenly Venerable that day.

Of course, it is also to intimidate the ancient races.

Since ancient times, the ancient myriad races have been active. Now that the great catastrophe of the human race is approaching, the ancient myriad races will inevitably add insult to injury. After all, there is a deep hatred between the two. Outside the Yaochi, a number of ancient chariots drove in, covered with axe marks and sword wounds, and various traces of baptism by fire. The chariots that once were unstoppable on the battlefield.

There are nine-headed ancient beasts pulling carts, ancient royal families with hunchbacks of divine turtles, and dragons covered with black scales...

One by one, they spewed out tremendous divine light, and each one was extremely terrifying, with a frightening aura. Some of the ancient ferocious beasts were even very close to the realm of saints. The owners of those mounts were the ancient royal family of the past, the ancient family that once produced an ancient emperor.

"Even the ancient royal family is here. It seems that they take this parliament very seriously!"

"They don't take this council seriously! It is said that the real powerful ones of the ancient myriad races have not yet been born. Now these people are just the surviving bloodline of the ancient myriad races. Only a few of the myriad races have extraordinary bloodlines!
What these ancient myriad clans really value is the senior who defeated the Red Devil. It is rumored that the senior will descend on the Yaochi Holy Land today!"

"That's right. The ancient myriad races were so arrogant. Now that more than half of our human race's masters have died or been injured, the only reason they don't take advantage of the situation is because of that senior!"

The human cultivators looked solemn, and the few Saint Kings looked dignified, because among the myriad races of ancient times, one ancestor king after another stepped out, with tremendous momentum, extremely terrifying, and unparalleled cultivation!

Especially one of the great saints! The power he exudes can easily defeat any human saint.

"That is... Great Sage Wan Hun! He is a great sage who attained enlightenment in his early years. It is rumored that he has been sealed in the divine source. Unexpectedly, he was awakened by the ancient myriad races this time! The other party is coming with such a fierce force, could they be targeting the senior of our human race?" In a short period of time, five great sages from the ancient myriad races have appeared, and all of them have achieved extraordinary cultivation.

Especially the Great Sage Wan Hun, a seemingly ordinary old man from an ancient tribe. His figure was closer to that of humans. He looked like an ordinary old man in the mountains and was dressed very simply.

But the vibrations he emitted were extremely terrifying, almost like an unparalleled strong man who had half a foot stepped into the quasi-emperor realm!
How many great saints can there be on an ancient star? Except for the special ancient star Beidou, which has many imperial clan inheritances, there are few comparable ancient stars in the universe. It is already glorious for an ancient star to produce a great saint!

A strong man of this level is absolutely invincible. If the Ancient Emperor does not come out, there will be no rivals in heaven or on earth!
On that day, the three great saints of the human race joined forces, armed with the ultimate imperial weapons, and broke into the imperial mausoleum, ending up dead.

It seems that the Great Sage is not strong, but in fact his opponent is too terrifying!
A celestial being who existed in the mythological era, reincarnated and cultivated again to become an emperor. This method of reincarnation is more like an alternative form of samsara.

Even if a character of this level is in dire straits, the Great Sage still cannot defeat him!
Five great saints, ten saint kings, and more than twenty saints!
The ancient myriad clans dispatched so many powerful people at once, which makes people have to think more and be on guard!
The expressions of the strong men from all sides of the human race changed slightly. If the human race’s predecessor had not been present today, who could suppress the myriad ancient races?
Compared with their luxurious lineup, the few Saint Kings of the human race are really pitifully few.

"I wonder if the strong man from your human race has arrived?" asked an ancestor king of the ancient royal family, looking at the human cultivators present, especially those among the middle-level saint kings.

A Saint Lord of the human race said with a slightly unnatural expression: "Dear fellow Taoists, our elders of the human race have not yet arrived, please wait a moment!"

The ancestor king sneered with sarcasm on his face, "Since when did a mere half-saint take the position of the lord of a holy land? Has the human race fallen to this point?"

Suddenly, the Saint Lord's face changed drastically. He was angry but didn't dare to say anything.

The original holy leader of the sect was cursed and killed by the Red Devil, and turned into a corpse of bones. Now he is suppressed by his own holy objects. He is the tallest among the short ones. As a semi-saint, he has to serve as the lord of the holy land in order to stabilize the overall situation.

In the past, he would have been eager to sit in this position and would even have made careful plans.

But in today's chaotic world, sitting in this position may not be a good thing!
(End of this chapter)