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The Black-Robed Figure!

That's right, the target of the three Ancestors' simultaneous attack was precisely the Black-Robed Figure.

Evidently, when the three Ancestors directed their attacks at him, the Black-Robed Figure seemed a bit stunned.

In the perception of everyone present, except for Chen De, the Black-Robed Figure was merely a cultivator who had barely broken through to the Piming Realm Ninth Level.

Such strength would definitely be at the bottom among Piming Realm Ninth Level cultivators.

Whether it was Xiao Dou, or Ming Ya before absorbing the bloodline, both could deal with him.

Facing the combined strike of the three Ancestors, it was absolutely impossible for him to survive.

Everyone present, including Ming Ya and Xiao Dou, thought so.

It's just, why did the three Ancestors attack the Black-Robed Figure?

Upon further thought, they also sensed something was amiss.

Then, a scene that shocked countless people appeared.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.

The next moment, as the Eight Ancestors' attack was about to land on the Black-Robed Figure.

The Black-Robed Figure's body trembled slightly, and a light shield appeared around him.

The light shield was impenetrable, completely blocking the three Ancestors' attack without a single trace leaking out.

Having failed to achieve their goal with one strike, the three Ancestors ceased their attack and stared at the Black-Robed Figure from a distance.

Looking at the three Ancestors, the Black-Robed Figure said calmly, "It's truly been many years since we last met. If I count carefully, it seems like one million one hundred and thirteen thousand years, hasn't it?"

One million one hundred and thirteen thousand years ago was precisely the period of the Eight Ancestors' Slaying of the Heavens.

At this moment, even Xiao Ancestor, who had appeared so unconcerned since his arrival, had a somewhat solemn expression.

Not just him, the faces of the other two Ancestors were also not very pleasant.

The three Ancestors seemed to be preparing some move at this time.

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for many years, Heavenly Will!"

Heavenly Will!

As these two words came out, the entire audience was astonished!

What the words 'Heavenly Will' meant, the people of the four Clans present understood all too well.

The Eight Ancestors' Slaying of the Heavens, who was being slain if not the Heavenly Will?

Which of the Eight Clans' people hadn't grown up listening to the stories of the Eight Ancestors' Slaying of the Heavens?

But now, the three Ancestors actually said that this Black-Robed Figure before them was the Heavenly Will.

If it weren't for the three Ancestors saying it, probably no one would believe it.

Such a figure, even more legendary than the Eight Ancestors, was actually right before them.

The most incredulous person in the arena was undoubtedly Ming Ya, who had always believed the Black-Robed Figure was under his control.

The three Ancestors had already admitted it, so the news couldn't be false.

Moreover, some clues could be seen from how the Black-Robed Figure had just effortlessly blocked the combined strike of the three Ancestors.

The Black-Robed Figure sighed, his tone seemingly carrying a hint of confusion, "Originally, I didn't plan to emerge now.

The timing isn't good, and there's still much that isn't fully prepared.

If we start directly, the effect might not be too good, perhaps not even reaching expectations.

Logically, you shouldn't have been able to discover me. How did you do it?

Alas, never mind, let's not talk about it. What's done is done, and saying more is useless.

After all, in worldly affairs, how often is everything perfect?

Since it has come to this, I can only make do and proceed."

Ling Zu shook his head, "Heavenly Will, you are no longer the Heavenly Will of yesteryear."

The Black-Robed Figure laughed heartily, "Ling Qian, you are also not the Ancestor Realm of yesteryear."

Jiu Ancestor snorted, "Even so, we can still slay you again!"

Slay? When the Black-Robed Figure heard these two words, he seemed to think of something, "Slay me? Then let's wait and see!"

He then looked up at the three Ancestors, saying with a tone of regret, "It's truly a pity, if only it could have been a little later, then it would have been foolproof…"

As he spoke, the Black-Robed Figure's body gradually began to become ethereal.

At this moment, the three Ancestors all unleashed their ultimate, most treasured moves.

Whatever the Black-Robed Figure intended to do, going against him was certainly the right course of action.

"Seven Stars…"

"Myriad Spirits…"

"Jiu Seal…"

This time, the Black-Robed Figure neither defended nor dodged, taking the attack head-on.

These attacks had no overflow, nor did they produce any explosions or fluctuations.

All their power was unleashed upon the Black-Robed Figure's body without a single trace leaking out.

Consequently, the black robe on the Black-Robed Figure's body disappeared, revealing not a human form beneath.

But a cloud of mist, an enveloping cloud of mist.

Those ordinary Pi Ming Realm cultivators, seeing the Black-Robed Figure's true form,

only felt a dizzy spell, the world spinning, and their minds starting to become somewhat unclear.

Entities at the peak of the Pi Ming Realm, like Ming Ya and Xiao Dou, were less affected.

But at this moment, Ming Ya's expression was fluctuating between dark and light.

Seeing this scene before him, Ming Ya vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart, but he still forced himself to calm down.

Ming Ya had seen the true face beneath the Black-Robed Figure's black robe.

That was when he had just rescued the Black-Robed Figure; at that time, he hadn't yet put on the black robe and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

He rescued the Black-Robed Figure back then because he happened to know the Black-Robed Figure's race.

He also knew that their race was almost extinct and how rare their strength was.

Thus, with the intention of recruiting him, he acted to save him.

After being rescued by Ming Ya, he was indeed grateful for his life-saving grace and resolved to follow Ming Ya.

Ming Ya saw his sincere intentions and that his strength was not bad, at the Pi Ming Realm level.

Coupled with the fact that his actions were originally for this purpose, it was just a little beyond his expectations.

Because at that time, Ming Ya had only just broken through to Pi Ming Realm himself, so his original idea was merely to recruit and establish relations.

But to gain such a subordinate, he naturally did not refuse.

And the Black-Robed Figure, in order to work for Ming Ya, thereafter put on a black robe.

His meaning was that from then on, he would not live as his true self but be a hidden blade for Ming Ya.

From then on, the Black-Robed Figure did countless dirty jobs and inconvenient tasks for him.

Because of this, the Black-Robed Figure gained more and more of Ming Ya's trust, until finally, even the task of slaughtering his entire clan was entrusted to him.

But now, such a confidant was actually the Heavenly Will!

Then what was his purpose in approaching him?

At this moment, Ming Ya only felt a chill in his heart.

Confidant, confidant, it could also be said to be a grave hidden danger!

The current battlefield was no longer something Ming Ya could see through or control.

Realizing something was wrong, Ming Ya immediately wanted to flee this place.

If he wanted to preserve himself, with the three Ancestors and the Heavenly Will both present and mutually restraining each other, it was the best opportunity.

So, Ming Ya flashed and prepared to slip away.

With his current strength, he should still be able to barely survive in the cracks.

Life experience told him not to casually get involved in unclear, incomprehensible, dangerous, and complex circles.

At this moment, Ming Ya suddenly felt a gaze shoot towards him.

Instantly, he felt a prickling sensation on his back.

He knew without thinking where this gaze originated.

Although the current Black-Robed Figure, no, or rather, the Heavenly Will.

No longer had eyes, and his entire body was composed of mist.

But Ming Ya could just feel that the Black-Robed Figure was looking at him.

A very ominous feeling continuously surged from his heart.