Chapter 902
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Chapter 902 Must Win
“Boom!”
The leader of the Dark Lineage God Clan possessed extremely formidable strength and used peculiar attack methods. He appeared behind Elder Lingyun without warning, and despite Elder Lingyun’s early detection, he was still sent flying by a palm strike in his moment of unpreparedness.
“Puff~”
Elder Lingyun stabilized himself, but a trace of blood visibly trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene,
The many human cultivators grew even more furious, cursing loudly.
But the Dark Lineage God Clan leader remained expressionless, saying calmly:
“What do you call tag-team fighting, and what do you call a sneak attack? Did the rules of the competition forbid this?”
“You can also call others to face me!”
Everyone’s faces flushed red, unable to retort!
Call others?
They only had three third-class Tribulation Transcenders in total. Now Situ Wunian had already died in battle, and Elder Lingyun, having just won one round, was injured from the sneak attack and no longer at his peak condition!
“Swoosh~”
Some people shifted their gaze toward Beishanzhong’s Sect Master Ni Tianhai, hoping he would step forward and teach the Dark Lineage God Clan leader a harsh lesson.
Ni Tianhai remained silent and showed no intention of intervening!
This confused everyone!
They couldn’t understand why, at such a critical moment, Sect Master Ni still wouldn’t take action.
“Hehehe… Since there’s no one else, I’ll have to reluctantly continue fighting Elder Lingyun!”
The Dark Lineage God Clan leader laughed eerily and launched another attack against Elder Lingyun!
“Boom!”
“Bang!!”
After resisting several times, Elder Lingyun’s attack speed noticeably slowed!
His current condition was very poor. Unless they paused the battle for an hour to let him recover, he couldn’t possibly be a match for his opponent!
But reality was cruel,
The battlefield between humans and gods was no child’s play!
“Boom!”
The Dark Lineage God Clan leader landed another strike on Elder Lingyun.
Elder Lingyun was covered in wounds, his emaciated body now stained red with blood.
This scene made the many human cultivators’ hearts clench.
Their eyes bulged with rage, fury surging to their minds, desperately wanting to join the battle and surround the Dark Lineage God Clan leader!
“Elder Lingyun, let’s concede!”
“That’s right! Elder Lingyun, at worst we’ll concede this round! We still have the second realm competition!”
Many people spoke up,
Some with tears welling in their eyes!
It was hard to accept that the human elders were fighting desperately at the front. This was too tragic.
Over ten thousand years had passed!
The human race had not produced a single prodigy capable of shouldering the burden!
“Friend Lingyun, we should concede this round! Relying on just the two of us, we cannot turn the tide!”
At this moment,
Ni Tianhai finally spoke.
From beginning to end, his expression remained calm and undisturbed. Even when Situ Wunian died earlier, his face showed no change.
“Boom!”
Elder Lingyun remained silent.
He gritted his teeth and launched an attack, but all his techniques were easily dodged by the Dark Lineage God Clan leader.
At this moment,
He understood that recovery was completely impossible!
If he didn’t stop fighting now, he would definitely follow the same path as the Situ family head!
“This round, we concede!”
When Elder Lingyun uttered these words, the fighting spirit within him dissipated, and his face seemed to age several decades in an instant.
He turned his back to the crowd!
His figure was desolate, his mouth emitting sighs and groans of pain.
“The pitiful and tragic human race, so weak…”
The Dark Lineage God Clan leader stood high above, his words merciless, his face full of mockery and contempt!
Hearing this, everyone gritted their teeth, yet could do nothing but swallow the frustration in their hearts!
“You win the first-class battlefield, we win the third-class battlefield! Now it all depends on the second-class battlefield!”
“If you can win the second-class battlefield, you’ll have the right to speak with us as equals! If not, I’m sorry, but before we clear out the Marsh of the Dead, we’ll have to use you trash for practice first!”
Mo Zhan’s tone was full of threat.
Humans and gods cannot coexist – this has been the rule since ancient times.
“Crunch!”
Hearing this, everyone’s teeth ground audibly!
But soon,
Their expressions filled with hope again!
Because many second-class powerhouses were present today,
They still had a good chance of winning!
The Moon Sword God, Black Cloud Ancient Ancestor, Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor, Lu Ning, Monk Robe Ancient Buddha, Zhang family’s Ancient Ancestor – each one was a renowned second-class powerhouse.
Especially the Moon Sword God and Lu Ning, who had cultivated at the second-class realm for a long time and had few peers at their level!
“We must win the final round and slap their faces hard!”
“These damn god clans, do they really think our human race is a soft persimmon they can squeeze at will?”
“Win! We must win!”
Some shouted excitedly, others prayed silently, all desperately hoping to win this battle.
It wasn’t about the prize but about dignity!
And just at this moment.
“Swoosh~”
A woman wearing a fire-red dress walked out from the god clan’s army.
The woman had a voluptuous figure, exquisite beauty, and healthy wheat-colored skin, yet her presence felt oppressive.
This was because the woman had a flame flickering in the center of her brow, and her hair was blood-red in color, clearly marking her as a being from the Fire God Clan!
The Fire God Clan.
One of the eight great god clans of ancient times,
This clan’s strength was unfathomable, controlling thousands of flames in the world. During the ancient catastrophe, they had destroyed countless human forces!
However, since ancient times,
The Fire God Clan had chosen to remain quiet and cultivate, rarely appearing in the human world.
Now that they had emerged again, no one could gauge their true depth!
“Hehehe. Fire God Clan – Fire Miaomiao, here to experience the strength of human experts…”
The red-dressed woman covered her mouth and laughed lightly, full of charm. Her abundant bosom trembled slightly with her laughter, her wheat-colored skin reflecting dazzling light, making people’s heads spin.
“Star Gate’s Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor will battle you!”
The Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor stepped forward forcefully.
As the strongest among Star Gate’s three emperors, he was determined to sweep away all enemies and win absolute authority for the human race!
“You?”
Fire Miaomiao looked the Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor up and down, then giggled:
“Your strength is not bad, but you’re no match for me. Better step down quickly and let someone stronger come forward!”
“Is that so?”
The Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor’s expression remained unchanged as he stepped forward and quickly formed hand seals.
“Boom!”
Endless starlight spread from his palms, covering the sky, turning the dark firmament into a dense field of stars and clouds. Countless spiritual energy-formed stars hung in the high sky!
He had actually manifested a starry sky!
At this moment,
The Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor stood beneath the starry sky like a celestial deity, his aura shocking, capable of sweeping away all enemies!
“Plucking Stars with One Hand!”
The Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor spoke coldly, reaching out to grab a star and hurl it at Fire Miaomiao.
“Impressive technique, but useless against me!”
Fire Miaomiao lightly tapped, and a sea of fire surged forth.
Not only did it melt the star plucked by the Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor, but even the entire manifested starry sky was being scorched with a sizzling sound, riddled with holes.
“You… are too weak.”
Fire Miaomiao’s lips curled slightly as she pointed again, sending a streak of flame shooting toward the Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor.
“This emperor is impervious to all techniques. How can a mere flame harm me?”
The Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor sneered, forming a starry barrier in front of him to block the flame.
