"The once-in-a-lifetime Myriad Race Banquet is about to begin. The seven archaic ancestors have personally come, and this banquet has brought light to our humble residence.”
Someone in the crowd spoke up to fawn over the seven Ancient Ancestors.
"Seniors, please take your seats.”
An Imperial Lord of the Supreme Dynasty said. Although the other party was an enemy and their camps were opposing, they could not show respect because of the other party's dignity.
Because if they were to be negligent, it would cause a huge disaster for the human race.
Facing the strong was like treading on thin ice, this was the sorrow of the weak.
However, the seven archaic Wang Ancestors just stood there, motionless and indifferent. Their expressions were incomparably cold.
"Esteemed archaic ancestor king, your arrival has added color to the banquet.”
Following that, a few more human mighty figures spoke, their postures very low.
However, they still ignored him. The many archaic Wang Ancestors stood there like stone statues, as if they did not see or hear anything. They treated everyone who tried to curry favor with them as air.
The human mighty figures who had come forward to talk to him froze in their salutations.
This wasn't an insult, but pure disregard.
He was incomparably cold.
It was as if he was not qualified to be answered by them at all.
Instantly, many human experts shuddered. The difference between the two sides was simply like the difference between heaven and earth.
The seven ancient kings didn't even glance at anyone. Their eyes were extremely cold and indifferent, as if they were facing a pile of dirt, the most worthless thing in the world.
What right did he have to be bothered by them?
This was not a form of contempt, but the difference between heaven and earth. The divine dragon held its head high in the sky, so why would it look at the ants and insects under its feet?
This aloof and unapproachable attitude made people feel even colder.
The divine dragon and the insect did not interact.
This was the thought that came to the minds of many human experts at the same time. They and the other party were existences from two completely different worlds.
One lowered his head and could not see anything, while the other raised his head and could not see the peak.
Even if he was angry, he couldn't be angry. It was too sad.
"Is this the primordial royal family? Aren't you too condescending!"
"Ignoring is the greatest form of contempt!”
"These primordial royal families don't put the human race in their eyes at all!”
"Hehe, even if they are arrogant, what can they do? They are Saints! Seven Saints!"
"The difference between the two sides is too great!"
"That's right. Weakness is the original sin!”
……
Everyone in the heavens discussed animatedly.
Some felt sympathy for the human cultivators in the world, some were angry, and some were cold.
The strong preyed on the weak, and the strong ruled.
It was the same no matter where he was.
Strength was always the greatest capital.
Sometimes, being too weak was also a mistake.
"You guys are so arrogant. Seven Saints came at the same time. If you're here to participate in the Myriad Tribes Meeting, why are you still standing there?”
In the human camp, a black turtle spoke, not hiding its displeasure.
His body faintly emitted a supreme and vast aura that could suppress the world, indicating that he was also an existence at the Saint level.
Perhaps only Saints would dare to speak to these people like this.
"Grand meeting? What kind of meeting was this? Is there anyone in your human race who can be on equal footing with us? Who has the qualifications to talk to us?”
At this moment, an Ancestor King spoke. His words were incomparably cold. This statement showed his true thoughts. In the entire human race, no one was worthy of his attention.
"Hehe, the weak are useless, and the strong are respected. This is a cruel rule of survival.”
The Black Tortoise gave a fake smile.
"Can you humans find someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with us?”
At this moment, another Wang Ancestor said coldly. The other Wang Ancestors were still like statues.
It was still cold and indifferent.
They treated all the humans in the field as air, as if they were just a group of dung and insects, and could not face them directly.
No one felt angry, only great sorrow.
This was the difference.
If the Human Race had so many Saints, they would not be in such a state.
The seven ancient kings did not deliberately flaunt the strength of the myriad races, but just by standing there, it showed how powerful and terrifying the myriad races were.
“……”
As soon as he said this.
All the human cultivators fell silent.
In front of the powerful primordial royal family, the human race was too weak.
He had almost no right to speak.
"Hmph, then aren't you all treating me as an ant as well?”
The Black Tortoise coldly snorted and said.
A vast and mighty force suddenly erupted from his body, sweeping across the sky and earth, shaking the six regions and eight wastelands!
The Black Tortoise attacked brazenly. It was a thunderous strike. It was the collision of the most powerful God Rules, and it forced an Ancient King to retreat more than ten steps.
"You are very strong, but how many people can you fight?”
The ancient kings attacked one after another, and in the end, it was five against one.
Five Saints against one Saint.
The result was obvious.
Bang!
The Black Tortoise suffered dozens of heavy blows in a row. It spurted blood and flew out. It was seriously injured.
If it wasn't for his astonishing defense, he would have long been reduced to ashes.
Black Tortoise lost and kept vomiting blood. He quickly got up from the ground, his eyes sharp and his fighting spirit unyielding, and continued to kill.
Boom!
There was another violent collision. This time, he suffered hundreds of attacks in a row and was forced to retreat. Dense cracks appeared on his black turtle shell.
Bang!
This time, the Black Tortoise was defeated again. It could barely stand up with the help of others.
The seven ancient kings sneered." Hehe, such a large tribe needs a turtle to protect what little dignity they have left. Are you still far from extinction?"”
As soon as he said this, the expressions of all the cultivators present changed drastically. This was a merciless and merciless way of exposing their scars. Even the most good-tempered person wanted to roar at him.
Let it all out.
He felt extremely resentful and powerless.
In the end.
There were no saints in the human race!
This was an unconcealable fact. Without a Saint of the same status as him, he was not even qualified to sit down and talk to him.
Endless sadness and unwillingness surged in the hearts of all humans, and they felt extremely desperate.
How he wished that a human Saint would descend from the sky at this moment.
"I finally understand. This is bullying the human race without a Saint! Damn it! The Ten Thousand Ancient Races are simply going too far!"
"Sigh, there's no other way. If we fall behind, we'll be beaten up!”
"That's right. If the Human Race had a powerful Saint to guard it, they wouldn't be so passive!”
"Are there really no Saints in this world?”
……
Everyone in the heavens was in a heated discussion, all of them feeling emotional.
In fact, the vast majority of humans in the myriad worlds were not born strong. They were weak at times.
At this moment, seeing the human cultivators in the world being bullied, they naturally resonated.
Although they weren't from the same world, how could they not feel indignant when they saw their own kind being bullied?
At this moment.
Everyone in the myriad worlds seemed to be standing together with the human cultivators in the world of the finger that covered the sky. Their bodies were connected, and their hearts were connected.
They only hated that they were not strong enough.
He couldn't rush in and help his own kind!
Swoosh!
In the Primordial World, a cold look flashed across Nuwa's eyes.
He dared to bully the human race?
If she was present, she would definitely slap a large number of primordial ancestor kings to death to worship the heavens!
"The human race doesn't have a single Saint.”
In the image, an archaic ancestral king spat out another cold sentence.
Hearing this, not only the human cultivators in the world of the finger that covered the sky, but even the humans in the myriad worlds had a strong urge!
He wanted to charge forward!
Even if the outcome was to be shattered into pieces, they had to risk their lives to restore the dignity of the human race!
However, when they thought about it carefully, this impulse was instantly doused with cold water. They instantly calmed down and felt sorry for themselves.
He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
The difference was too great. It was not an order of magnitude.
Saint.
The weight of this word was too heavy and too terrifying.
Any random Saint on the other side could slaughter all of them.
"Is this turtle the only thing you humans can rely on? Are you delusional enough to rely on this turtle to protect the human race's little face?”
? At this moment, one of the archaic Wang Ancestors sneered.
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