149: C149 Heaven's Pride Gathers and Begs for Flowers

C149 Heaven's Pride Gathers and Begs for Flowers

The young man hiding in the fifth true sect finally raised his head and looked at Meng Xuan. He lifted the black robe that covered his head, revealing his true appearance. His appearance was very devilish, and there was a feminine air between his brows. His pupils were snow-white, and even his eyebrows and hair were snow-white, making him look extremely demonic.

A thick aura of an eternal god emitted from his body. His eyes were like lightning as they pierced through the void and landed on Meng Xuan's body.

Meng Xuan's eyes narrowed as he looked back at him fearlessly.

"Hu Yangtian!" Tang Zong stared blankly for a moment before his expression turned serious.

"This is bad, you will meet Hu Futian in the first round!" Zhuang Yu walked up to Meng Xuan and whispered.

"Isn't that Hu Yangtian?" Some people who were experienced and knowledgeable immediately recognized this hair. Their eyebrows were all snow-white, and they shuddered.

Hu Futian was also quite infamous in the Cloud County as he cultivated the « Heaven's Suppressing Scripture ». With a single thought, he suppressed the four seas, and with a single word, he lifted up the nine heavens of Hu Futian!

"Meng Xuan, I hope you won't disappoint me!" Hu Futian icily stated, staring at Meng Xuan as a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Meng Xuan is doomed. I didn't expect Hu Futian to appear in the Fifth True Sect. Now, let's see if he's still alive."

Just as he finished speaking, the aura of an eternal god rose up from the crowd and started to register. Everyone turned their heads and looked at the group in shock.

A streak of golden light soared into the sky. At the same time, the aura of a peak Emperor Bloodline was released, and divine rainbows shot out in all directions. A young man whose entire body was shining with golden light walked out. Dressed in a golden armor and carrying a golden godly sword on his back, he walked step by step towards the ninth prince.

He had an imposing appearance, and even though he wasn't angry, he still had his might. There were two tentacles growing on top of his head, and there were lightning bolts moving above his head.

The fifth son of the Worm Emperor, the Golden Worm Young Noble!

His main body was that of a peak level Diremonster, possessing the inheritance of the Worm Emperor and stepping into the realm of eternal gods.

"Young master of the golden yak!" Everyone softly cried out. The human Divine Snail Son was killed by Haotian in his original world, and the sixth child was not in the Nether Sixteen Regions. The fifth child appeared, preparing to participate in the Hundred God Battle for hegemony.

"The eighth prince has arrived!"

A figure appeared in mid-air, striding forward. He was like a human emperor, wearing a dragon robe. There was a pair of dragon horns on his head, and the dragon aura on his body was rising. A faint dragon roar could be heard.

Yun Zong, the number one person in the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, the eighth prince of the Cloud Country!

Tang Zang clenched his fists as a rare look of hatred flashed across his eyes.

Logically speaking, Yun Zang was the younger brother of his half-brother. However, Yun Zong had never seen Tang Zongheng as if he were his elder brother.

Yun Zu strode forward as he revealed his strength. Looking at Meng Xuan, he sneered, "Meng Xuan, fight tomorrow!"

The ninth prince was extremely excited. He pointed at Yun Zong and said to Qian Qiuxue, "Do you see that? This is my elder brother!"

"Yue Jiuyou, what are you waiting for?" The seventh prince's face revealed a smile as he felt the pleasure of having Meng Xuan under his control.

From the Beast Taming Immortal Sect, a person walked out. He was short and small, and his eyes were like black holes. There was no whites in his eyes, and they were incredibly deep. At a glance, it seemed as though his mind was about to sink into it.

Yue Jiuyou, a monster that could enter the top 20 in the entire ancient country of Nine Li, was already at the level of an Eternal God at just 23 or 24 years of age!

Yue Jiuyou's aura was extremely strange. Standing there, it was as if he was a ghost, emitting an eerie aura. The space around him seemed to go dark.

"Tomorrow, Meng Xuan will definitely die. "Hu Futian, Yue Jiuyou, the eighth prince is one of our men!" The ninth prince laughed, very happily.

Qianqiu, Wuhen thought in a carefree manner, "Meng Xuan, you can only blame yourself for not being worthy of your dignity! I want to see how you will continue to live tomorrow! "

A look of worry appeared in Meng Tian's eyes. Just looking at the young Zhizun realm expert appearing before him, Meng Xuan was already at a complete disadvantage.

Hu Futian, Yun Zou, Yue Jiuyou, and the young master of the golden yak; which of them wasn't a genius among geniuses?

Moreover, he also didn't forget that there was still the Seventh Prince who hadn't made a move yet. The pagoda wheel that was left behind by the Seventh Prince was an imperial artifact of the Nine Li Empire. Very few people were able to successfully smelt it, but the Seventh Prince had managed to do so at the back of his mind.

The gazes of the crowd were all fixated on Meng Xuan, ridicule could be seen in their eyes.

No matter how crazy you are, continue being crazy!

If you had to participate in the Hundred God Battle, this was only the first battle, and it was already enough for you to get drunk. You are just a young king who has just stepped into the realm of eternal gods.

Perhaps he would be killed in a single move?

"Meng Xuan, oh Meng Xuan, you still haven't changed. You're still the same arrogant Meng Xuan who looked down on others." Do you really think that just by stepping into the realm of Eternal Gods, you can do as you please? " There was no need to talk about the thrill in his heart.

Yun Zong said with a sinking voice, "Tomorrow, no one is to fight with me for it. This Meng Xuan will definitely die in my hands."

Hu Futian, Yue Jiuyou, and the others, who had entered the Eternal Spirit Realm earlier than Yun Zongheng, all nodded in agreement upon hearing this. Yun Zong's power was terrifying as well. In the past, when he was at the Fetal stage of the Dao, he was an old man who had torn apart the Eternal Spirit.

"I have seen this person before. A few years ago, he stepped into the Stone King Devil Land, but he fled afterwards." Stone King said.

As expected, the rumors were true!

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Nobody knew how strong Yun Zong was right now.

"Haotian, I might not be his match. "But you, Meng Xuan …" After Yun Zong finished speaking, he left in large strides, not saying another word. In the original world, it was a scar on Yun Zang's heart.

"It seems like I don't need to do anything. The eighth prince is very strong. He should be able to kill him in three moves!" Hu Futian said.

The golden cochlear divine son glanced at Meng Xuan with disdain in his eyes. He then shifted his gaze to Hu Futian and Yue Jiuyou, "A few years ago, there was no victor. How about tomorrow's battle?"

"I thought of that long ago!" Hu Futian and Yue Jiuyou nodded at the same time.

The participants of the Hundred God Battle all came forward to register, and a total of twenty young Eternal Gods appeared. This power shocked the entire sixteen prefectures of the Netherworld. A few of them were experts who had entered the pavilion ten years ago. They cultivated in the Martial Saint Manor and never showed themselves.

The main reason was because the Hundred God Battle this time was extremely important. The top ten could enter the ancient kingdom's royal family, and they would be given priority to enter the primal region.

What kind of place was this?

This was a place where the supreme Archaic Deities lived. It was a place of its own, filled with countless precious treasures and even ancient supreme elders' handwritten letters.

The male cultivator was able to marry the pearl of the Nine Li Ancient Kingdom. As for the female cultivators, they entered the royal family and were conferred the title of Prefecture Overseer, controlling many large prefectures.

With such conditions, who wouldn't be moved?

During the night, inside the tent, Meng Tianji silently watched Meng Xuan with his hands behind his back.

Meng Xuan was still very afraid of Meng Tiantian. He kept his head low, not daring to speak. He was not afraid of the Heavens or the Earth. What he was afraid of was Meng Tianyi.

"Father, say something. I'm so scared when you stare at me like this." Meng Xuan laughed dryly and shrunk his neck back.

Meng Tian shouted, "Nonsense!"

Meng Xuan didn't dare to speak. Su Qian stood behind him and found it a little funny. So Meng Xuan was afraid as well?

Seeing Meng Xuan's actions, Meng Tianji's heart softened. After a long time, he sighed, "Are you confident tomorrow?"

Meng Xuan replied nonchalantly, "Of course there is. Father, you can rest assured."

Suddenly, Meng Xuan frowned and calmly said, "Father, if there is nothing else, I will go and rest first to prepare for tomorrow's big battle." Senior Sword Slave, I'll leave this place to you. "

The sword slave also felt something and said meaningfully, "Leave this place to me. What do you want to do? Hurry up and do it. Come back earlier."

Meng Xuan had donned a black robe, and his entire body was shrouded in shadows. He was looking towards the southeast. That was the ancestral land of the Eastern Victory Divine Prefecture. The Qin family's women and mortals all lived there. There were even more seeded contestants who were being nurtured.0

It was not bustling at all. On the contrary, it was rather desolate, and the region was rather vast. At this moment, a faint ripple spread out from deep within the ancestral land. None of the experts inside the tower could sense it.

There were only two people who could sense it. One of them was the command to return to the sea to the sword; he was also a sword slave. The other was Meng Xuan.

That wave of energy was something that Meng Xuan was very familiar with. It was the aura of Empyrean Allfiend, or perhaps more accurately, the aura of the 'Devil Birth Derivation Tactic'!

"I've finally found you." Meng Xuan licked his lips. He had an irreconcilable feud with Empyrean Limitless Demons. He couldn't forget that the woman who accompanied him through the darkest period was killed by Empyrean Limitless Demons just like that. Even her soul couldn't be found.

He turned into a streak of black light and quickly flew towards the ancestral land. Killing intent brewed in his eyes.

Within this vast wilderness, there was a huge mansion that could almost be called a city. There were many living beings within. This was the ancestral land of the Divine Province. Not only were there spirit tablets dedicated to the elders of the Divine Great Prefecture, there were also countless children growing up within the tablets. They were all descendants and family members of the cultivators in the Divine State Manor.

At this moment, the ground outside the residence was littered with corpses. Two shadows stood in the air, looking down at the huge residence below.

"Hand over Qin Xuan, or else I'll massacre this place today." An extremely hoarse voice sounded as he spoke, an old man held in his hand.

The old man's hair was about to fall off. He was a deity that was about to pass away into death. However, at this moment, the black shadow was still in his hand and he could not move.

"Who are you? This is the Ancestral Land of the Divine Province!" The old god's entire body was covered in blood, and his aura was constantly decreasing. Very clearly, he had already suffered a heavy injury.

"Divine Province …" The other figure laughed sinisterly, opening his fingers and grabbing towards the old deity, piercing through his skull!

The old god screamed as his soul was torn apart and he perished!

"It's your turn!" The figure stretched out a hand, grabbing at the five or six children below.

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