"Depriving you of your human identity? You don't seem to represent the human race yet!”
Long Ji also knew the consequences of losing the clan's fate. His phoenix eyes stared at the old man as magic power surged from his body.
Although she didn't like Zhang Fan either, he was still her cousin. She couldn't let anyone bully him.
"How dare you! If it wasn't for the sake of Lady Empyrean Goddess, this old man would definitely teach you a lesson!”
"Princess of the celestial heavens, if you're not a human princess, how dare you insult the human race!”
Hearing Long Ji scolding Uncle Qi, the group of human ministers stood up and roared.
Waves of majestic blood essence rose up as if they were corporeal and pressed down on Long Ji.
Clang!
Weng!
The pale-faced Long Ji gritted his teeth. Three longswords, a flag, a treasure bottle, a net bag, and several other Numinous Treasures rose up.
However, the spiritual light emitted by the spirit treasures was suppressed by the blood essence of the human ministers.
Zhang Fan could even sense that a supreme power was slowly awakening.
"Human Dao is indeed domineering!"
Zhang Fan's eyes lit up as he stepped forward and stood in front of Long Ji. Starlight rose from all of his apertures.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
An invisible pressure constantly pressed down on Zhang Fan, causing the corner of his clothes to curl up and messing up his hair.
"Everyone, why are you so angry? My cousin Long Ji is right. This Uncle Qi doesn't seem to be the common master, right?”
"Good kid, his primordial spirit is stable and his apertures are like stars. This kid must have awakened a star-type innate Dao body!”
"There are a total of 108,000 types of innate Dao bodies in our race. They are all passed down from the first batch of humans created by Goddess Nüwa.
There were also thousands of star type physiques. Looking at their foundations, they probably came from the 3,000 ancestors that the Empress had personally created!”
"What a powerful foundation. Among our human race, I'm afraid only Yu can compare to him!”
"With such a foundation, he will definitely be the pillar of our clan in the future.”
Seeing how easily Zhang Fan was able to block everyone's blood pressure, the human ministers immediately stopped underestimating him.
Furthermore, compared to Long Ji from the Xiantian God Race, Zhang Fan was a genuine human junior.
In the eyes of these officials, a talented human was a treasure.
It was only right for juniors to be mischievous.
Some of the ministers were even dissatisfied with Emperor Shun. How could he send such precious clansmen to the three Miao tribes?
Thus, most of the human ministers exchanged glances and withdrew their Vitality pressure.
Zhang Fan's eyes widened slightly. He didn't quite understand why they were retreating just like that.
Were these old fellows all so willful?
" What's going on? Do they know my true strength?'
The Martial Arts of the Human Tribe originated from Human Emperor Xuan Yuan. It was used to deal with the powerful humans of the Nine Li Tribe who had the bloodline of the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan joined forces with the Chan School, the Nine Heavenly Maidens, the Dragon Race's Yinglong, and other mighty figures to create the Blood Qi Martial Dao.
Because of the Celestial Way of Wonders, the blood and martial arts of the human race were also integrated into the Celestial Way, and they were called Human Immortals.
After the continuous development of the Human Tribe, the strongest Vitality Human Immortal of the Human Tribe was now comparable to a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.
None of the human ministers present were lower than an abstruse immortal.
The human race did not only rely on the support of the saints. They were also the protagonists of the world because of the hardships of their predecessors.
"Humph!"
Uncle Qi coldly harrumphed as he glanced at the people behind him. Only a few of his friends were still pressuring Zhang Fan.
Most of the higher-ups of the human race in this period prioritized the interests of the human race.
Seeing Zhang Fan's extraordinary talent, she naturally began to admire him.
In fact, the more outstanding Zhang Fan's performance was, the happier they would be.
" Unfortunately, you don't understand. The Lord has made up his mind. How can you stop him?'
Uncle Qi's gaze turned cold, and his already powerful aura increased by a large margin.
"Little fellow, you have a sharp tongue. This old man can't be the master of the human race, but I can still be your master!”
Uncle Qi shouted and stretched out his thick arms. His five fingers were spread open, and the red blood was like a torrential river, surging in Uncle Qi's body.
Zhang Fan felt as if the air around him had frozen, and the space around him had been sealed.
The domineering martial intent was like a towering mountain that pressed down on Zhang Fan.
"You actually used the Demon Suppressing Palm to deal with a junior. Old Ghost Qi, I think you've lived too long!”
The beast-clad old man who had just sat down had his hair and beard standing on end as he glared angrily at Uncle Qi.
A majestic qi and blood surged up, and his aura was several times stronger than Uncle Qi's.
However, just as the old man was about to attack, the anger on his face suddenly froze.
He looked at Emperor Shun, who had his eyes slightly lowered and seemed to be in a trance, with disbelief.
A sense of powerlessness and even anger surged in his heart. The human race had not yet declined, and the common master was no longer fair?
"Suppress demons? But I'm not a demon!"
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