The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 42: Hundreds of tribes shoot at the sun, killing intent suddenly arises

In the Valley of the Gods, the Holy Spirit comes to visit and wants to shoot down the sun.

However, their arrogant attitude also displeased the usually proud royal family.

"As far as I know, the Son of the Sun God killed a Dao Slayer not long ago, demonstrating a method beyond imagination. Let's not talk about that Holy Prince. It's hard to say whether you can handle the Holy Son of the human race, right?"

The mighty ones in the Valley of Gods spoke softly, revealing the information they had just received not long ago.

The Son of the Sun God showed his power and killed a king with his own hands. This bloody record once again made people shudder.

"I know his methods. I used a move against him from a distance. That's a divine form, but it doesn't matter. He hasn't reached true perfection yet, so he won't be able to achieve anything."

His Highness Shenyu's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he remembered the mighty red river and the blazing fist light that created ancient history. However, he still maintained his confidence in his Tao heart. At least he still had the advantage in realm and was able to suppress it.

Divine form!

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the envoys of the Hundred Races Alliance changed. Has the Son of the Sun taken another step forward silently?

He has cultivated the legendary divine form and surpassed all illusions, and he is only seventeen years old. His talent is too incredible!

No wonder even the Dao Slayer fell at his hands. Not only was the Saint King's weapon fierce, his own combat power was also extremely terrifying. If it weren't for the Eight Forbidden Generals imprisoning him, he might have created more legendary myths.

"Hmph! So what if I have a divine form? My Holy Spirit lineage is blessed by nature. Heaven is our vision and divine form. I am not afraid to fight even the Holy Prince, so what is the Son of the Sun God?
Or is it that you can't even deal with him, Zi Tiandu and Zi Tianfeng are not enough, so you need me to fight one against two?
If that's the case, it's better to give up as soon as possible. I never cooperate with useless people, they will only hinder us."

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming weird, His Highness Shenyu had no choice but to provoke him, showing his arrogance.

People with this kind of personality are not uncommon in the secular world. The losers naturally become the laughing stock, while the winners are glorious and strong throughout their lives. That kind of arrogance has become a distinctive character trait.

"The Zi Tiandu siblings are naturally capable of suppressing the Son of the Sun. They have other adventures ahead of them. You, Excellency, only need to stop the Holy Prince. Furthermore, your protector is a sage, and he is not within the ranks of the Ten Thousand Races, and is not bound by the Flower-Fruit Mountain Covenant. This is the most important guarantee. Hey, I'm really looking forward to it now."

The ancestor king of the Valley of Gods naturally would not boost others' morale and destroy his own prestige; he spoke immediately and boosted everyone's confidence.

Of course, he did so on purpose, because the life and death of the Holy Spirit Protector had nothing to do with him. He was indeed outside the constraints, but there was no safety guarantee. Even if Huaguoshan questioned him at that time, he could just put all the responsibility on him. He was simply a pawn who was delivered to the door and could be sacrificed at any time.

Hearing this, the creatures of the Hundred Races Alliance thought to themselves, yes, there is still a saint from outer space who is not restrained, what is there to be afraid of?
Just do it!

His Highness Shenyu nodded in satisfaction, clapped his fingers, and said, "Very good. I call this plan 'Shooting the Sun'. We are going to knock this Son of the Sun off the altar!"

"Hundreds of races shooting down the sun, good, very good, I like it, very grand." The envoys of the hundred races present also laughed. It was a wonderful feeling to personally knock a brilliant genius off the altar.

"As long as the leader of the Ziwei Sect dies, the situation will naturally open up. At that time, the human race will become our blood food. We can do whatever we want to squeeze and crush it as we please."

"Yes, some of my clan members who devoured and killed other clansmen have discovered that the flesh and blood of this clan is very spiritual and naturally in the form of Tao. Eating it is a great tonic, equivalent to a great medicine."

"Oh? Really? Then I'll have to catch more and give it a try. It's a pity that it can't prolong life, otherwise we could make a fuss and attract more tribes to strangle the Ziwei Sect."

They were talking here, and when it came to eating and killing people, they were all very experienced. It was not the first time, and they had already taken action.

The Hundred Races Alliance, with the exception of the four fierce royal clans at the head, consists of small clans, with only a handful of them possessing semi-saints. The rest are just some slayer clans that are dependent on them. Even so, the huge number has brought enormous pressure to the Ziwei Sect, and its territory is shrinking.

Especially now that the 'Sun Shooting Plan' has been set, they have become even more aggressive, with constant attacks and provocations, making the Ziwei sect members very uncomfortable.

"Oh, how frustrating! Just watching these guys from the Hundred Races Alliance flaunt their power and openly provoke us?"

"Right now is the time to lie dormant. We need time to accumulate strength. Once the leader succeeds in breaking through the barriers and the Holy Son slays the Dao, everything will be fine!"

"Patience means being open-minded and being able to endure.

This is not surrender, but for the final victory, what we need to do now is to keep a low profile and be patient! "

Looking at the creatures of hundreds of races who came to provoke them, the members of Ziwei Sect were furious, but they could only passively defend themselves. They even had to give up some resource areas and activity areas to avoid conflicts and casualties.

Because they are not strong enough and their foundation is insufficient, their core strength is not afraid of a single clan, but it is completely insufficient when facing hundreds of clans. They are unable to confront them head-on, and they lack time. Before that, they can only endure.

"Ha, the human race, the Ziwei Sect, what a bunch of cowards! We've already bullied you, and you're still talking about endurance? What a joke!"

"Let's go give them a couple of slaps and see if these guys can still hold it in!"

"Wait, I want to play something fun. Let's break their limbs and make them crawl on the ground to see who can crawl faster, okay?"

The creatures of the Hundred Races Alliance laughed loudly and were extremely arrogant. They surrounded them one by one and were ready to take ruthless action.

At the same time, the Ziwei Sect Leader's Hall, surrounded by fourteen celestial rails, was filled with exotic trees, all covered with sparkling flowers. When the breeze blew, petals fell in all directions, and the fragrance filled the air.

At this moment, flowers were dancing in the rain, each petal was crystal clear, and looked out of this world with a kind of beauty. Wang Hongwu and the Holy Prince sat facing each other and talked about Taoism.

Suddenly, the Son of the Sun God frowned, and colorful rays of light flashed in his eyes. The deduction of the previous secret made him see something bad, and he immediately stared at the place where the Hundred Races Alliance and the Ziwei Sect had clashed before.

"You're asking for death." With murderous intent, he threw out his banner of humanity and the God-killing Bug. A powerful half-holy spirit and half-step powerful God-killing Bug came out with a holy weapon, which was enough to calm the situation. It flew directly to the conflict area of ​​the Ziwei Sect's resource zone to deal with it on his behalf, intending to kill a lot of people in protest.

When believers are bullied, we cannot turn a blind eye. We must stop it in time. These guys from the Hundred Races Alliance are tired of living. They provoke us again and again. It seems that we haven’t killed enough of them. We must first destroy a few small tribes!
As for patience? Forget patience! Just kill them!
Thinking of this, Wang Hongwu's eyes turned fierce and he decided to conceal his identity and directly urge the quasi-imperial soldiers to suppress and kill several small tribes first.

But he soon smiled again, looked at the Golden Saint Ape and said, "Wait a moment, my friend. I have gained some insights from my practice recently. I am about to break through again."

"Your breakthrough is as easy as eating and drinking water. I can't suppress it." The Holy Prince sighed. He had watched his cultivation level go from low to high, and was even about to catch up with his own. How long had it been?
Wang Hongwu pointed to the Heavenly Dao Atlas hanging high in the center of the hall and said, "With no shortage of resources and the broken Ancient Emperor Enlightenment Diagram, improving your cultivation is easy. The hard part is creating something of your own."

This made sense, and the Holy Prince nodded in agreement. After all, the descendants of the ancient emperors also compared their own creativity and talents. Everyone had extremely powerful scriptures, secret techniques and resources. It just depended on who could dig out something new.

Even as he was speaking, a vast dark cloud stretched over the mountain gate of Ziwei Sect, like a pitch-black door opening from the center of the sky, spewing out brilliant lightning.

Om!

Just as Wang Hongwu soared into the sky and faced the thunder tribulation, the strange phenomenon reappeared. He saw streams of clear air rising from the center of the thunder cloud and turning into wisps of dazzling light, like flying fairies, like ancient emperors shouting one after another, and like the door to the fairyland was opened, revealing a vast and bizarre world.

It seemed like a real reappearance of the mythological era, with the Heaven and the Underworld facing each other, and all the emperors standing side by side, looking down at the ages, with their backs to the common people. Each of them was so arrogant that it made people crawl and tremble.

There was not a single fluctuation of power, nor a trace of pressure, but it was so awe-inspiring. It was a unique aura of supremacy, dominating the universe and being invincible for the entire world.

What kind of thunder disaster is this?
Everyone in the Ziwei Sect was stunned, their minds trembling. This vision was unlike anything in the legends. Even the two saints from the Human King Palace and Guanghan Palace were stunned, wondering, "There's no record of this in history books. Could it be a targeted thunder tribulation?"

"Ancient Heaven, Ming Zun; Wang Hongwu, are you really related to such an existence? Or are you its sealed off descendant?

It seems reasonable and plausible that the Sun and Moon Lord's biological child is a solar body."

The Holy Prince, however, was caught up in a conjecture, unable to extricate himself. The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, a coherent explanation. This also explained why he felt a sense of blood resemblance when he met Wang Hongwu. The other party was not the true son of a person who had attained enlightenment, so it was only a resemblance. Ming Zun had touched the realm of the Imperial Dao, but had never attained enlightenment, so the son's relationship with the ancient emperor's son was different.

Yes, that must be the case!

With a clang, golden light burst out from the Holy Prince's eyes. He felt that he had touched the truth and could not help but gasp. He was the descendant of the mythological era. His background was really great and he might know many big secrets.

Not long after, above the new stronghold of the Hundred Races Alliance, 'Sun Shooting Valley', the sky rumbled and a purple chariot rushed over. It was pulled by nine giant beasts, each as big as a hill, and its terrifying aura made people shudder.

At the head of the chariot, there were eighteen subordinate creatures from the Valley of Gods leading the way. Each of them had a ferocious face, some covered with scales, some with divine wings on their backs, and some with snake lower bodies. They raised pieces of demonic clouds and surged up into the sky.

The person in the car was Zi Tiandu, who inherited the blood of the Qiangjue royal family, making him tall and majestic, like a Purple Heavenly King; riding in the car with him was a purple-haired woman with a flawless elf-like face, even her pupils were purple, and her skin was as white as jade. She was his sister Zi Tianfeng.

This famous brother and sister were born to shoot the sun.

In this stronghold, the young strong men from other ethnic groups had been waiting for a long time. When they saw them coming, they all stood up to greet them and were very afraid of their strength.

"Brother Zi has attracted much attention in Zhongzhou since his appearance. We are impressed by his strength and fortune. Please give us more guidance in the future." A creature with elk horns on his head, silver scales on his body, and a strange and ferocious appearance spoke. He was from the Lin Gui tribe, a small tribe dependent on the Valley of Gods.

The semi-saint of the tribe died of old age, and now only the king is in charge. Because he has been aggressively fighting against the human race, and received a lot of help from the ancestor king of the Valley of Gods to help the tribe leader become a semi-saint, he is particularly loyal and is always the first to bully and kill the Ziwei Sect members.

"You're too kind. There are so many powerful people in the world today. What am I? Not to mention those who have been famous for a long time, just those who have become famous recently, such as the Son of the Sun God in Zhongzhou and Dongfang Taiyi in Donghuang, are very prominent." Zi Tiandu was very calm and not arrogant. Only the occasional ray of light in his eyes revealed a bit of his grandeur.

"But one thing is one thing. Although they are amazing, they lack the accumulation of years and the lofty realm. There is still a world of difference between them and us. If you are not a powerful person, there is no possibility of competing with them." In contrast to him, Zi Tianfeng was very sharp and even seemed a little arrogant. Even when facing an Eight Forbidden Prodigy, he was still confident and seemed to have other support.

Seeing them like this, the other members of the Hundred Races Alliance also became confident. The Valley of Gods was so calm, and this pair of siblings had some adventures that ordinary people didn't know about. They should be able to win, right?

"That's not important. The real prodigies still have to be found in Blood Phoenix Mountain, Fire Scale Cave, Golden Cave, Primordial Lake, Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, Divine Silkworm Ridge, Flower and Fruit Mountain, and even Ancient Emperor Mountain. Their strongest descendants haven't even been counted. They are the real contenders. The three from the Heavenly King Clan are not good enough; they're a level behind."

Zi Tian mentioned a group of descendants of ancient emperors. These talents are the real protagonists. As for whether they can break the traces of their fathers' Tao and prove the Tao, that is another matter.

Everyone present fell silent. As the younger generation vyed for supremacy, who knew how many more would perish in the future. This proved that there was no right or wrong on the road, only ruthlessness and cruelty. As they advanced on the blood and bones of the gods, only one person would be able to stand at the top in the end.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Tell us about the Sun Shooting Plan first. I heard there is a Holy Spirit? I wonder if it's good enough." Zi Tianfeng changed the subject and swept his eyes through the crowd, looking for the Holy Spirit.

Hahaha!
At this moment, a burst of arrogant laughter rang out, and His Majesty the Divine Jade descended from the sky, sneering, "Quality? I just want to weigh your two things to see if they are up to standard!"

"Hmph! You're taking on two on your own. You're being a bit arrogant. In my opinion, you don't need the two of you from the Valley of the Gods to take action. Let's see what you're capable of first!"

"We heard that you can fight the Holy Prince for a few moves, and we are very curious about you."

"There has never been a shortage of people who want to challenge the Ancient Prince, but unfortunately they are so elusive. Now that there is a similar one, we must not miss it."

Faced with the provocation of the Holy Spirit, other beings of the Hundred Races Alliance stood up. They were all veteran and powerful people with many years of experience. They had doubts about these partners who had inserted themselves halfway and wanted to take this opportunity to test them.

"Hahaha, they're just a mob, what's there to be afraid of? Come on, all of you, take care of these useless people first, and then go and suppress these siblings!"

His Highness Shenyu laughed wildly and didn't take these guys seriously at all. It was no problem for him to fight a hundred of them alone.

He pointed at the other people in the field with a frivolous look, and actually wanted them to attack together and beat them all by himself!

The atmosphere in the stronghold suddenly became tense, and everyone's expressions changed. This was too arrogant!
I've heard that the Holy Spirit lineage is powerful and can compete with the ancient prince, but how can they be so arrogant?
Boom!

At the same time, the thunderstorm that was almost over the Ziwei Sect suddenly became more intense. A wild aura emerged, and a world of lightning came crashing down towards Wang Hongwu.

This is a vast world, incomparable, with towering mountains, vast waterfalls, and ancient trees. It is like a vast and desolate sacred land where all races coexist and suppress each other.

Anyone would be shocked when a killing force suddenly appeared in the world. However, in the midst of thunder and lightning, Wang Hongwu was very confident, with a cold expression. He charged head-on, punched out directly, and moved forward courageously.

The Sun Emperor Fist! The sound of this unrivaled fist was like a tsunami, deafening the ears. Layer upon layer of red-gold fist light followed like waves rolling across the sky, roaring endlessly, shaking the area for dozens of miles.

This was a huge fist force, engraved with traces of Tao, densely intertwined, and emitting waves like lightning and thunder. Red flames surged, golden clouds rolled, like a rushing river, directly penetrating the world of lightning, dividing the sky and the earth, piercing the sky, sinking the thick earth, and splitting it into two.

Then, Wang Hongwu's soul rushed out, directly imprisoned the broken world, opened his mouth and swallowed it, refining it into essence.

He did not waste a single drop of strength. He refined it all, contained it in his body, tempered it, and replenished the massive needs. This was simply unheard of and shocked the world.

Even the two saints' eyelids twitched. Since ancient times, who dared to rob the heavenly calamity like this?

It can be said that they swallow things greedily, leaving traces when the wind blows and plucking feathers when the geese pass by, without wasting even a penny. This really does not make sense, because it is difficult for others to survive.

With this filling, Wang Hongwu's aura rose again, and he climbed two levels in a row and reached the eighteenth level of the immortal world.

At the same time, the spirit of the big flag and the god-killing insect also came back. They arrived before the believers were bullied, killed the creatures of the Hundred Races Alliance who were causing trouble, and killed their way through, slaughtering more than a hundred people before returning, which frightened all the people.

"It's good that your strength has increased. I just received news that the Hundred Races Alliance has taken action again and formulated a plan to shoot down the sun." At this moment, the Holy Prince flew over and informed the enemy of their actions.

A sun-shooting plan? Wang Hongwu sneered at the words, "A bunch of insects, yet they dare to talk about shooting down the sun! I guess we need to teach them a lesson."

"However, there's a brother and sister in there you need to be careful of. Zi Tianfeng and Zi Tiandu are both exceptionally powerful beings who have mastered the ultimate secret techniques and combined attack skills of the Valley of the Gods. I heard they might even have obtained rare treasures. Be careful when teaming up with them.

Plus, I suspect the Holy Spirit from before won't give up and will probably join forces with them, and they'll definitely take my action into consideration, so the lineup will probably be even more powerful."

The Holy Prince thought more and paid more attention to the previous Holy Spirit. Those guys would not give up. The two enemies joined together, so it would be best to deal with them as soon as possible.

"My friend, I have an idea. Instead of waiting for these people to secretly plot to harm us, it would be better for us to set up a trap to lure them first and arrange things in advance, so that they will think that the siege is successful, and then we can deal a heavy blow to them in one fell swoop!" Wang Hongwu's eyes flashed, and an idea came to his mind.

The Holy Prince became interested when he heard this. He naturally liked to take the initiative, so he blinked twice and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Spread the word that I've reached a higher level of cultivation, becoming a powerful being, and am searching for the ultimate treasures of the Path of Fire, especially the Nine Heavens Red Jade King and the Purple Flame Divine Jade. Then, I'll spend some time and effort to place these treasures in a secret place, set up some formations, and prepare to attract them there. These guys will naturally spread the word and lure me into their plans. Then, I can gradually make plans."

"Yes, I can get some great saint formation platforms and saint soldiers from my tribe to help, but I have to explain the benefits of doing these things, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the tribe."

"Of course. We'll split the wealth of the attackers equally, and we'll give priority to providing the Dao Heart Fruits we extract to Huaguo Mountain. How's that?"

"Very good, very good. I'll go get ready first."

The two discussed it and quickly reached a consensus. The Holy Prince nodded. He didn't care, but he also had to consider the tribe. What he wanted was an attitude.

"That's fine. I need to go out first to establish my authority."

Wang Hongwu's eyes flashed, and he decided to take the weapon spirit and the god-killing insect to do something big and destroy the Lin Gui clan.

(End of this chapter)