Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and then each tore through the void and went their separate ways.
Run, run, run!
Ahead, several old kings from other races were frantically fleeing.
But suddenly a figure appeared in front of them.
"It's him..."
The expressions of the several alien kings changed drastically upon seeing this figure.
This figure was none other than Lu Ming!
Lu Ming's presence here indicates that the alien ancestor is truly in grave danger.
"Gentlemen, we're sending you on your way!"
Lu Ming spoke coldly, then waved his hand, and bursts of spear light shot out. Several old alien kings tried to escape, but they were no match for Lu Ming.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Several veteran kings were directly pierced by Lu Ming's spear light and died on the spot.
After killing several alien old kings, Lu Ming did not linger at all and directly tore through the void and left.
He specifically hunts down alien powerhouses at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor realm, because these powerhouses can directly tear through the void and traverse different worlds, making them extremely difficult to pursue.
However, none of these people can escape Lu Ming's clutches.
Lu Ming continuously traversed the void, hunting down powerful alien races at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor level or above. In this way, the experts on the Heavenly Realm side were freed up to join the Heavenly Realm's army in pursuing the alien race's army.
It has become completely one-sided.
Once the top experts and demigods of the Heavenly Realm joined the battlefield, it turned into a complete massacre.
A large number of alien emperors, great emperors, true emperors, virtual emperors, and quasi-emperors were slaughtered.
This massacre lasted for several days.
The powerful alien races were almost completely slaughtered, with almost none escaping back to the Evil God Realm.
A resounding victory, a truly resounding victory!
after,
The demigods and peak Heavenly Emperors from the Celestial Realm directly attacked the Evil God Clan, flattening the ten royal cities and holy mountains of the Evil God Realm, and slaughtering all the powerful figures above the Martial Emperor level in the Evil God Realm.
No one showed mercy to the evil gods, because it was a fight to the death between the two sides.
"We won! We won!"
"Hahaha!"
Cheers resounded throughout the heavens, and countless people were filled with excitement.
We finally won!
For countless ages, the evil god race has been a boulder weighing on the hearts of countless people in the heavenly realm.
It's like a knife hanging over everyone's heads, ready to fall at any moment, making many people feel suffocated.
But now, the evil god race, which had suppressed the Heavenly Realm for countless years, has been defeated by them, and all its experts have been killed. From now on, the Heavenly Realm will have no external enemies, so they are naturally very excited.
Lu Ming did not participate in the subsequent battle; he returned to the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.
Zu Long had arrived. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the golden talisman and the hideous crack, his face extremely grim.
"senior..."
Lu Ming clasped his hands in a fist salute.
"They're here!"
When Zu Long spoke, his voice was somewhat melancholy, as if he had aged considerably in an instant.
"I know you have many questions. Originally, I didn't want to tell you this, but now I have no choice but to!"
"I will gather everyone here and tell you all about this in detail!"
The Way of the Ancestral Dragon.
Lu Ming nodded.
Then, Zu Long took out a large drum and struck it hard.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The war drums vibrated, their booming sound spreading at an alarming speed, reaching the entire Taiqing Heaven Domain.
It can even spread to other celestial realms.
In the heavens, countless people were celebrating, but upon hearing this war drum, everyone's expression changed drastically.
"What's going on? These are war drums, beating so urgently—they're only sounded in the face of an absolute crisis!"
"Who sounded the war drums?"
"This is the Ancestral Dragon War Drum; only the Ancestral Dragon himself can sound it!"
"What happened?"
At this moment, the celestial realm was in complete chaos.
Hadn't they achieved a great victory? Why would the First Emperor sound such a war drum? Could it be that there is another crisis in the Heavenly Realm?
The previous excitement vanished, and a shadow fell over everyone's hearts.
Countless people flew towards the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.
Moreover, the news spread rapidly, and even the powerful figures struggling in the Evil God Realm heard the news and rushed to the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.
Not long after, near the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, a flash of space appeared, and Xie Nianqing and Xie Nianjun appeared.
They glanced at the golden rune, their eyes flashing as if they understood something.
After that, more and more people came.
"Greetings, Lord Martial God!"
The crowd came forward and paid their respects to Lu Ming and Zu Long.
Lu Ming had previously demonstrated the combat power of a martial god, so they naturally regarded him as a martial god and treated him with utmost respect.
Lu Ming and Zu Long nodded without saying anything more.
As time went by, more and more creatures gathered near the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.
Several days later, the place became densely packed with countless powerful beings from the celestial realm.
Almost all of the strongest people in the Heavenly Realm have arrived.
"Have most of the people arrived by now?"
Zu Long's gaze swept across the entire room, and then he said, "Today, I have some things to tell you, things that I originally did not want to say!"
No one spoke; they waited for Zu Long to continue.
"The alien patriarch, the murderous patriarch, is already dead..."
The Way of the Ancestral Dragon.
"He's really dead..."
In the Heavenly Realm, most people were overjoyed. They had only speculated before, but now that the Ancestral Dragon had confirmed it, they were finally relieved.
However, some people did not show any joy, because they could see that the First Emperor's face was not happy at all, but rather solemn.
Zu Long waved his hand, and the scene fell silent.
"I tell you, although we have defeated the alien race, an even greater crisis is about to descend!"
Zu Long continued.
"What?"
When Zu Long said this, most people were shocked and then looked puzzled.
An even bigger crisis?
If the alien races have all been defeated, where will an even greater crisis come from?
"Could it be...?"
Many people looked at the golden rune and the crack.
boom!
Just then, a terrifying aura emanated from the crack again. The aura was so terrifying that it was indescribable, causing everyone's expression to change drastically, and they all wanted to kneel down.
Then, two orbs of light appeared there, flickering continuously, and disappeared after a while.
Glug, glug...
Many people kept swallowing, their faces very serious.
They estimated that the crisis Zu Long spoke of likely originated from there.
But what lies behind that golden seal? Why does such a terrifying aura emanate from it, far surpassing even the power of the Ancestral Dragon?
Is there anyone in the world stronger than the God of War?
Many people were extremely puzzled.
"Do you know why the Evil God Clan attacked our Celestial Realm and why they wanted to destroy it?"
Zu Long then spoke.
Many people's eyes flickered, including Lu Ming's.
This is a question that Lu Ming has always been puzzled about.
Why must the evil gods attack and destroy the Celestial Realm? Peaceful coexistence between the two sides is far better.
Even if it's about competing for resources, it shouldn't be a war between entire tribes like this.
Editor's note: The damaged English source for this chapter has been replaced with WTR-LAB's public Web machine translation from Chinese, with minor editorial corrections. Names and wording may differ from nearby chapters.