"What is that…"
A general couldn't help but scream.
Several cracks had appeared in the sky above the Ancient Barrens continent. Flames could be seen vaguely. One could feel the heat from hundreds of millions of miles away. It was as if the sky was not the legendary starry universe, but a sea of fire.
Soon, they knew that the sea of fire was not an illusion!
"Boom!"
The entire sky exploded. Everyone could vaguely see a large hand sweeping past. Six huge fireballs broke through the sky and descended toward the Central Plains.
Six fireballs…
Six ancient clans…
Master Mo felt the scorching heat from the fireball and looked at Ji Wuxuan, who was dressed in white and looked like an immortal. An unprecedented chill rose in his heart.
"Although Elder Leng's cultivation talent is average, his methods are indeed good.”
Ji Wuxuan secretly praised him. He stood with his hands behind his back and quietly admired the fireworks that Elder Leng had prepared for him.
At the Central Prefecture's King's house.
"Wang Quan, can you tell me?"
"What did our Wang Clan offend?”
Raising his head to look at the approaching giant fireball, the Wang Clan's ancestor had a look of despair on his face. He struck out with his palm and broke Wang Quan's legs, his expression ferocious.
As the Wang Clan's ancestor, he was an existence second only to Master Mo in the world. It was not easy for him to vaguely see the path above the divine fire, but he had encountered such a terrifying reckoning.
"I..."
Kneeling on the ground, Wang Quan pondered over the recent events that had occurred in the Wang Clan. The name Ji Wuxuan instantly lit up his mind like a bolt of lightning.
"To be able to offend the six great ancient clans at the same time…"
"I see!"
" I see!!!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"Blame me for not recognizing Mount Tai!!”
Wang Quan laughed like a madman. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood and knelt on the ground, dying like a madman.
In the next moment, the debris of the stars came crashing down heavily under the terrified and despairing gaze of the Wang family's ancestor.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Six explosions resounded throughout the five regions of the world, causing the waves to churn and the world to lose its voice.
"What happened? Why would the Nangong Family attract such a terrifying existence?”
In an ancient mountain range, the ancestor of the Nangong Family, Nangong Qingfeng, looked at the source of the explosion with unconcealable fear on his face.
In the face of such a world-destroying power, if he had not come out to look for a precious spiritual herb, he might have completely disappeared from the world with the explosion just now.
"We can't stay in the Central Plains anymore. We have to think of a way to leave this place first.”
As the ancestor of the Nangong Family, Nangong Qingfeng was naturally grieving over the destruction of the Nangong Family.
However, he was also an experienced and shrewd expert. He knew that all thoughts of grief and revenge would only be effective when he truly ensured his own safety.
However…
When he got up, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
"Cough cough ~"
Several coughs sounded, and Nangong Qingfeng spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Thud ~"
Nangong Qingfeng tore off his clothes, and his eyes narrowed. His face was filled with disbelief and despair.
"What…? When?"
On the skin of his heart, a ghostly spider pattern appeared.
Nangong Qingfeng was a Divine Fire Realm cultivator after all. He had seen countless techniques in fights, so he could tell that he had been cursed.
However, curses had always been a shameful thing in the Ancient Barrens continent. Who in this world could curse him?
No, there was one!
All of a sudden, Nangong Qingfeng could not help but think of the green-robed shadow that appeared in the sky. If that mighty existence had attacked, it would definitely have the ability to curse him to death.
"Why?"
"Why do you have to be so ruthless?”
Nangong Qingfeng felt a chill down his spine and wanted to speak.
However, just as he cursed, the black spider pattern on his chest covered his entire body. In a moment, Nangong Qingfeng's blood flowed backward and he was no longer breathing.
"Wang Clan, Nangong Clan, Ouyang Clan."
Master Mo took out a mirror from his storage ring. The information regarding the six ancient clans had already been transmitted to the mirror in his hand by his subordinates.
"Not a single blade of grass will grow within a radius of ten thousand miles!"
"Wu Xuan Holy Son, you…"
Master Mo gritted his teeth. There was an indescribable sadness in his heart and he wanted to vent something.
However, when he met Ji Wuxuan's eyes that were as calm as a well, he finally remembered what kind of existence the other party was. An indescribable chill spread from his bones, causing thousands of emotions to surge in his heart. Finally, they slowly gathered into a sentence.
"Wu Xuan Holy Son wants to enter the ancestral land to take a look. I accept your order and will be waiting for your arrival at any time.”
"Why didn't you say that earlier?"
Ji Wuxuan stared at Master Mo's pale face for a moment and smiled lightly. He let the breeze brush past his silver hair, and his tone was filled with regret and pity.
"What a pity. Because of your attitude, so many innocent lives were lost.”
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