121: Chapter 121 You bunch of old geezers, you dare to challenge me?!
"All-out war?"
Ning Dashan acted as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world, disdainfully picking at his ear.
"You bunch of worthless rabble, you think you can represent the myriad races?"
"Besides, that's my son!"
"My own flesh and blood!"
He pointed at Ning Yuan, his tone domineering and leaving no room for doubt.
"You old fogeys want to lay a hand on my son, and you're asking if I want to start a war?"
"I'll make this clear right here, right now!"
"If you want a fight, then let's fight! Whoever backs down is a Grandson!"
"We, the human race, may not look for trouble, but we've never been afraid of it either!"
"At worst, I'll turn this Sacred Martial Mountain into a slaughterhouse today and make sure every single one of you goes back lying down!"
His words were resolute and brimming with overwhelming arrogance!
The human students present felt their blood boiling with excitement, itching to shout "Long live Hua Tianchi Ning!" right then and there.
Meanwhile, the Alien Race Guardians were so furious their faces turned ashen and their bodies trembled!
Too arrogant!
Absolutely too arrogant!
This was simply not putting them in the eye at all!
"Fine, fine, fine! 'If you want a fight, then let's fight' indeed!"
"Ning Dashan! You forced our hand!"
The Golden God Clan Quasi-Saint, enraged to the extreme, laughed instead, a mad glint flashing in his eyes.
"Since you want to die, we'll grant your wish!"
"Everyone, heed my command! Contact our clans immediately and request the Ancestors to descend!"
"Today, this human must pay the price!"
Following his order, the other Quasi-Saints also gritted their teeth and took out specially crafted communication jade talismans, frantically calling for reinforcements from their clans!
Rumble!
Moments later, terrifying, heart-palpitating fluctuations once again emanated from the sky above!
Spatial rifts larger and deeper than before were forcibly torn open!
Immediately after!
Wills of supreme, terrifying power, as if capable of suppressing all realms, descended from those rifts!
saint projections!
And not just one!
The Golden God Clan Sage, the Sword Spirit Clan Sword Saint, the Magic Tiger Clan Demon Saint...
A full seven or eight projections of Alien Race Venerable Spirits stood towering over the Sacred Martial Mountain like deities and demons!
That terrifying pressure made the entire ancestral planet tremble!
Countless living beings prostrated on the ground, shivering as if doomsday had arrived!
"Outrageous!"
"Who dares harm our clansmen?!"
"Humans, you are courting your own destruction!"
Authoritative voices filled with killing intent echoed between heaven and earth, shaking everyone's eardrums painfully!
Faced with such a lineup, even someone as strong as Ning Dashan now showed a slight change in expression.
Although these were only projections of saints, capable of unleashing only one-tenth or one-fifth of their true bodies' power,
Their advantage lay in numbers!
And each one was an old monster who had lived countless years, with endless tricks up their sleeves!
If a real fight broke out, even he would suffer a great loss!
"Fine, fine, fine! Do you think our human ancestral land is your own backyard? Come and go as you please?"
Ning Dashan was thoroughly enraged as well!
A look of resolve flashed in his eyes. He now held a purple jade talisman in his hand, one that emanated a destructive aura of thunder and lightning.
"Since you want to play big, then I'll play with you to the end!"
"So it's about calling for backup? Who doesn't know how to do that!"
"Just watch me call my old man over and have him blast each and every one of you into charcoal!"
He was just about to crush the jade talisman to summon his father, the Thunder Martial Saint, reputed to be the strongest among humans.
At that very moment!
Ning Yuan, who had been standing behind him, suddenly felt a burning sensation in his left arm!
The Lifebound Blade Seal, which had always been hidden within his arm, emanating a faint sharp aura, seemed to be stimulated by something intense. It actually... activated on its own, out of control!
Buzz!!!
A blade light of extreme brilliance shot up into the sky from Ning Yuan's arm without any warning!
The radiance of that blade light was so intense that it instantly outshone the light from the seven or eight saint projections in the sky!
An aura sharper, more domineering, and more terrifying than anyone present instantly swept across the entire scene!
Before this aura, even those lofty saint projections couldn't help but reveal a trace of fear!
"This... this is..."
"That madman's aura?!"
Before they could even react.
Boom!
That dazzling blade light exploded violently mid-air, transforming into the figure of a tall, straight-backed middle-aged man with white hair and beard!
He wore simple cotton clothes and held no blade in his hand, yet his entire being was like a peerless divine blade unsheathed, its sharp edge exposed, making it impossible to look directly at him!
Although this was only a clone formed from a Lifebound Blade Seal, possessing at most half the strength of the original body,
Even so!
That invincible, peerless, annihilating-everything aura still steadily suppressed all the saint projections present!
Hua Tianchi!
One of the nine Hua Tianchis of the human race!
Ning Yuan's maternal grandfather!
That legendary ferocious figure who once made the Alien Races tremble in fear, fighting alone with a single blade!
The moment he appeared, his gaze instantly locked onto the group of arrogant Alien Race Venerable Spirits in the sky.
His eyes instantly ignited with towering fury and killing intent!
"So it's you old fogeys who want to lay a hand on my Grandson?!"
He roared, his voice like a thunderclap, shaking the void until it cracked inch by inch!
"Good! Very good!"
"Come on! Since you're here, none of you are leaving!"
"Today, we'll settle the accounts properly!"
"To the death!!!"