142: The Ancestral King has descended? In my master's eyes, he's just a walking experience pack.

"Too... arrogant?"

The Yaochi Heavenly Palace was deathly silent.

Everyone stared in horror at the terrifying, emaciated old man who slowly emerged from the Void Realm, looking like a zombie.

That terrifying aura, infinitely close to that of a "Quasi-Emperor," pressed down on everyone's hearts like an invisible ancient divine mountain, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

Ancestor King!

True Archaic Ancestor Kings!

They were forbidden existences that once contended with Human Race sages and left infamous names in the Mythical Era!

However,

Before everyone could recover from this extreme shock,

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...One terrifying aura after another erupted like volcanic eruptions from that shattered Void Realm!

One after another, similarly emaciated figures emitting decaying Death Qi, leaning on canes, stepped out slowly from the Void Realm.

One.

Two.

Three... a full seven!

Seven genuine Archaic Ancestor Kings!

Seven terrifying existences at least at the Saint King level, or even Great Saint level!

They emerged together, their seven terrifying pressures, enough to make the heavens and earth change color, instantly crushed the Yaochi Holy Land's proud Mountain-Protecting Formation!

"Crack—!"

The sky seemed to be pressed into huge cracks!

"It's over..."

"This time... it's completely over..."

All the Human Race Cultivators present, upon seeing these seven god-demon-like figures, lost the last trace of color from their faces.

In their eyes, only endless... despair remained.

One Ancestor King was already enough to sweep through the entire Central Continent.

Now, seven came at once?!

How can we even fight this?!

This simply leaves no one any way out!

"Hehe..."

The leading Ancestor King from the Golden Family, leaning on a World Tree cane, swept his turbid old eyes over the group of "ants" below who were completely terrified, a cruel curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

He no longer looked at those Human Race Saint Lords.

Instead, his gaze fell on the five young men and women who were still barely holding up the radiance of their imperial weapons, their faces somewhat pale.

That gaze was filled with a condescending scrutiny and a hint of... greed.

"Five extreme dao imperial weapons, five promising seedlings."

"Not bad, not bad."

"Killing them would be a bit of a pity."

He paused, then said in an indisputable tone, as if announcing an imperial edict:

"How about this."

"Hand over the imperial weapons, kneel, and pledge allegiance to us as your Revered Masters."

"Become our war servants."

"This old man can consider sparing your dog lives."

"As for your reckless Revered Master..."

A flash of cold killing intent appeared in his eyes.

"After we finish matters here, we will personally go to the Eastern Wasteland."

"Wring off his head and use it as a chamber pot!"

These words were spoken with extreme arrogance and domineeringness.

As if the life and death of the Hidden God Sect members were already under his control.

The Human Race side was deathly silent.

Everyone looked at the five youths locked by the auras of the seven Ancestor King with sympathetic eyes.

They knew.

Today, no matter what choice these youths made.

They could not escape death.

This was... an absolute gap in foundation.

However,

Just as everyone thought the Hidden God Sect members were about to fall into despair,

A... highly inappropriate... whispering suddenly rang out in the field.

"Senior Brother."

The chubby kid Shi Tian, carrying a hoe, poked the sword-wielding youth Xiao Chen beside him, scratched his head, and asked innocently in a low voice:

"Did Revered Master say?"

"That these old monsters who have lived for a very long time, crawled out of coffins, and love to show off..."

"Are called... 'Walking Experience Packs'?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen nodded thoughtfully, his expression extremely serious.

"Mm."

"Revered Master did say that."

He paused, then added, his eyes sparkling with a miserly light:

"Moreover, Revered Master also said."

"Experience packs of this level usually have high Drop Rates."

"They drop... Advanced Equipment."

Ye Fan, listening nearby, had his eyes light up as he clenched his fists: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's do it! One each, but what about the extra one?"

Leng Yanran and Su Mo exchanged a glance and said in unison: "Whoever grabs it gets it."

"..."

Silence.

Deathly silence.

The entire Yaochi Heavenly Palace was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was stunned.

They stared blankly at the five youths still seriously discussing the "loot distribution" issue.

Feeling their brains were completely overwhelmed.

What the hell?

Experience packs?

Advanced Equipment?

You call seven Archaic Ancestor Kings... experience packs?!

Are you fucking crazy?!

Or are the people of the Hidden God Sect a bit abnormal in the head?!

In mid-air.

The seven Archaic Ancestor Kings, who were originally aloof and arrogant, had their expressions instantly freeze.

Their faces visibly turned from white to green, from green to purple, and finally became blacker than a pot bottom.

Rage!

Overwhelming rage instantly ignited their long-dormant hearts!

Who were they?

They were the kings of antiquity! Forbidden existences that once looked down upon all living beings and held the power of life and death!

Since when could a few wet-behind-the-ears Human Race juniors insult them like this in front of them?!

"Seeking death!!"

The leading Golden Ancestor King could no longer restrain himself.

He slammed his World Tree cane into the Void Realm!

"Boom—!!!"

A loud roar!

The entire world seemed to freeze at this moment!