The game begins with a visit to a holy land, only to discover that one's ancestor was a human e

"Cang and Gen are not some peerless geniuses, but two of my Tuoba clan's descendants who are about to die due to Dao injuries."

"His cultivation was forcibly infused using a secret method, leaving his foundation weak and unworthy to stand here, but he was used to..."

Wang Batian interrupted him at this moment.

"Alright! Old ghost, I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense. Don't you think it's strange for your gods to say such flowery words to my humans?"

"Since you've come to my human race to observe the ceremony and exchange skills, then make up for the missing gift, and we can begin immediately."

"This grand ceremony was about to end, but I'm kind-hearted and knew your divine race was coming, so I waited here specifically. You wouldn't try to fool people with some junk, would you?"

Wang Batian's tone gradually changed, as if the two of them were now some kind of good friends.

The old god's face twitched upon hearing this. How could this old thing still be so shameless?

Seeing that the old ancestor still didn't forget to take a bite out of him, Feng Zhi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "You old man, you really have a big heart."

The old ghost chuckled: "Hehehe, I certainly know the rules."

With a flick of his wrist, a large medicinal herb resembling a Ganoderma lucidum appeared in his hand.

The divine light spread throughout the world, and everyone who smelled it felt refreshed and their minds became clearer.

Someone recognized him, their face filled with shock, and they blurted out the answer.

"This is a Divine Spirit Mushroom, a semi-divine medicine. It can slightly improve one's aptitude. It's a good item!"

Everyone was shocked. The semi-sacred medicine was different from the ancient scriptures and secret manuals, and it was already difficult to find in this difficult era.

Moreover, this kind of divine medicine containing sacred energy is generally not found in the Eastern Region; it mainly grows in the Central Divine Continent!

The two divine men could hardly contain their contempt when they saw that these humans were making such a fuss over this.

Even if they are nearing the end of their lives, their innate superiority is etched into their very bones.

This thing, although of good quality, is no different from trash to the gods!

Even the weakest among their divine race can cultivate to the equivalent of the Core Formation Realm in humans.

Therefore, the gods have no use for this thing, and only these weak races regard it as a treasure.

"I have heard that the mother of the royal body has a weak aptitude. Although this medicine is not a true life-changing medicine, it can still slightly improve her aptitude."

The old ghost spoke softly, completely unlike the impetuousness of that junior from the divine race. A high-level cultivator could perfectly control his emotions.

Wang Batian curled his lips slightly; he couldn't expect the gods to offer anything good.

Feng Zhi was moved; this was exactly what he needed, and his mother's aptitude had made some progress.

As a thank you gift, he will blast those two gods to smithereens!

Wang Batian resumed his lazy tone: "Alright, fight however you want. Just make this clear, this arena is a fight to the death."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

The old god waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist Wang is overthinking it. Since it's a friendly spar, life and death are not important."

"These two children didn't have many days left to live anyway. It's better for them to die in the arena than to pass away peacefully."

He glanced at the two young gods, who grinned, their expressions devoid of any tragic resolve, only revealing a thirst for battle.

The gods are martial, and for them, dying in battle is the highest form of funeral.

Moreover, it is an honor to investigate the background of one's race before dying. It would be even better if one could take this great enemy, whom the gods have spoken of, to hell!

This was their final contribution to the gods.

With a loud bang.

Cang stepped forward first, and the power on the stage decreased by two points due to his violent power.

He did not bow with clasped hands as is customary among humans.

Cang twisted his neck, his bones cracking, and glanced at Feng Zhi, a hint of undisguised contempt playing on his lips.

"This is the human royal body?" He looked down, his tone full of disdain, as if he were looking at an ant.

"It doesn't look like much. It's so short and its aura is like that of an ant."

"Could it be that the special physique of humans is all just hype?"

He got more and more excited as he spoke, "You human chickens, back then you only deserved to kneel at my feet as vassals. Now that you've stood up, do you really think you can stand on equal footing with my race?"

Feng Zhi remained expressionless, but was speechless inside.

Here it comes! It's finally here after all these years since its debut... This sarcasm, this pre-battle nonsense, it's just the right flavor, so authentic!

But he's not one to suffer losses.

He activated the Supreme Emperor Scripture, and then...

Feng Zhi's figure continued to grow, until he was a head taller than his opponent.

This is the most crucial chapter on the physical body in the Emperor's Scripture. With his current cultivation level, he can transform into a giant a hundred feet tall!

He just hasn't used it yet.

Feng Zhi lowered his head, looking down at the divine beings with disdain, his voice like thunder.

"How dare these lowly gods act so presumptuously!"

"Those who do not understand the will of Heaven are incorrigible! They are like frogs in a well, unable to comprehend the teachings of sages."

"Those who lack cultivation, virtue, and fortune, deserve to be reduced to ashes by my fist!"

His pre-battle divine intervention is complete! Before anyone could react, knowing that this time the opponent was an enemy, he wouldn't hold back this time!

His mind was made up to kill, and there was no trace of compassion in his heart.

As Feng Zhi lunged forward, the platform collapsed instantly, causing the ground to tremble.

His energy was astonishing. He swung his right fist, and this punch carried all his strength!

Wherever it went, space exploded, and the void trembled and wailed!

Cang's pupils contracted. Before he could react, he saw a humanoid beast lunging at him with murderous intent!

He wanted to move, but a mighty force of rules held him back!

He could only watch helplessly as the overwhelming fist light struck him like the collapse of the sky!

A fist struck down with tremendous force.

His entire being crumbled from head to toe, inch by inch, along with the space around him...

Before the golden laws on his body could even spread, they were crushed into nothingness by the unparalleled fist light.

Physical body, laws, cultivation level... everything turned to ashes under that punch.

The light from the fist dissipated.

Only a huge fist imprint remains of the original sparring platform.

Space was destroyed by the remaining power, constantly reorganizing and annihilating... Thunder and fire clashed continuously in the pitch-black abyss.

Feng Zhi withdrew his right fist, stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the huge fist imprint, and then his gaze fell on Geng.

"Next." His voice was filled with killing intent and was extremely domineering; this was the killing posture of the Human Emperor Physique!

silence.

The only sounds on the field were thunder and lightning; everyone was so shocked they couldn't even speak.

The old god-like figure closed his eyes, while the veins on the forehead and arms of the middle-aged half-saint bulged.

His divine son... died without even a chance to speak, his cultivation and laws were shattered, leaving not a trace!

How could he not be furious!

Feng Yuan looked at him calmly, like a still pool of water.

Wang Batian's half-closed eyes were also looking at him.

The middle-aged demigod sensed their gazes, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fist, causing the void to crackle in his hand.

In the end, they didn't dare to retaliate; this was human territory.

If the other side awakens the real old monster, even if they have imperial weapons, they won't be able to escape!

All eyes were fixed on the fist-shaped mark.

Just moments ago, a living, breathing divine being stood there; now, not even a wisp of ashes remains.

After a long pause, the successor of Wanbaoge finally managed to squeeze out a high-pitched, distorted note.

"One...one punch?"