Chapter 1150

Chapter 1150: I Listen to My Ancestor, the Quasi-Saint of My Clan

A Great Luo of the human race stepped forward and said, “You, a Golden Winged Roc from another Immortal Realm, who gave you the courage to cause trouble here?”

The Great Luo of the human race, the Ancient God, and the Great Luo of the Wood Origin Tribe exchanged glances.

Immediately, they all attacked the arrogant Golden Winged Roc.

In an instant, various source immortal spells locked onto the arrogant Golden Winged Roc.

Just then, a sharp cry from the Golden Winged Roc echoed in the sky.

“You call yourselves strong, but what are you doing? Are you just tickling me?”

The Golden Winged Roc flapped its wings, creating countless spatial storms, and the space in that area began to shatter.

The spatial storms shattered numerous source immortal spells aimed at him.

Finally, in front of many Great Luo, he stretched his wings directly into the secret realm.

Then everyone felt a clear aura of a Primal Spiritual Treasure emanating from it.

The Golden Winged Roc was surrounded by an Immortal Sword glowing with spatial energy.

“Trash is just trash, unable to stop me from taking the Primal Spiritual Treasure.”

Seeing the disdain in the eyes of the Golden Winged Roc, all the Great Luo instantly became furious.

Various wide road attacks rained down on the Golden Winged Roc without hesitation.

“You young ones from the Golden Winged Roc Clan are strong in fighting strength but even stronger at stirring up trouble.”

“It seems I need to call the Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect to deal with him,” said the quasi-saint of the human race.

At that moment, the Golden Winged Roc had already taken the Immortal Sword into its body and looked up at the direction of the Golden Winged Roc quasi-saint in the sky.

“Before I came to this realm, I heard that the Golden Winged Roc Clan has a conflict with the Ancient Gods Tribe.”

“Today, as a junior, I will show my skills. Since there is a conflict, it must be resolved.” After that, the Golden Winged Roc shot a sword qi straight into the sky.

Before the Golden Winged Roc quasi-saint could speak, a series of giant blades with sword intent slashed toward the Great Luo of the Ancient God Race.

Those giant blades, mixed with a destructive and devouring aura, harvested one Great Luo of the Ancient God Race after another.

“How bold!” The quasi-saint of the Ancient God Race, who was watching from above, became furious in an instant, ready to teach the Golden Winged Roc a lesson.

At that moment, the quasi-saint of the Golden Winged Roc Clan intervened to stop the quasi-saint of the Ancient God Race.

“This is a battle for the younger generation. Why are you meddling?”

Nearby, the quasi-saints of the human race and the Wood Origin Tribe maliciously chimed in, saying, “Yes, this is a battle for the younger generation. Isn’t it unfair for you to intervene?”

At this time, the Golden Winged Roc had already killed five Great Luo of the Ancient God Race with its overwhelming power.

Just when the quasi-saint of the Golden Winged Roc Clan wanted to stop, a giant Kunpeng’s law form appeared in the sky, devouring all the Great Luo of the Ancient God Race on the battlefield.

“Predecessor, I heard that the Wood Origin Tribe is eyeing the beast race, and today I will help you deal with it.”

The Kunpeng’s law form activated its devouring source immortal spell again, about to swallow the Great Luo of the Wood Origin Tribe entirely.

“Too bold!!” The quasi-saint of the Wood Origin Tribe became furious and was about to strike when the quasi-saints of the human race, beast race, and Ancient God Race all intervened to stop him.

"You just said it, let the younger generation fight their own battles, their lives and deaths are their own fate," the quasi-saint of the Ancient God Race said, a cold glint in his eyes.

All the Great Luo of the Wood Origin Tribe were devoured by Kunpeng’s law form.

At this moment, the human Great Luo, sensing the dire situation, attempted to flee but discovered that the space was tightly sealed by the Golden Winged Roc.

The human Great Luo were filled with despair, knowing that the quasi-saint of the human race would not intervene.

"Senior, leave the human race to me," the Golden Winged Roc declared with pride.

Above in the sky, the quasi-saints from the other three races were fixated on the quasi-saint of the human race.

Intervening was out of the question.

If you make things difficult for me, then no one else will have it easy either.

At this point, the quasi-saint of the beast race, the Golden Winged Roc, began to sense something was amiss.

In this battle, the Ancient God Race and the Wood Origin Tribe had lost at least a third of their Great Luo. It was clear that upon returning, their anger would be directed towards the beast race.

Now, with the human race involved, it seemed the entire beast race was on the brink of collapse.

The quasi-saint of the beast race, the Golden Winged Roc, was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to intervene or not.

Just as Kunpeng’s law form was about to strike, a figure suddenly broke through the Golden Winged Roc’s spatial seal and appeared on the battlefield.

The Golden Winged Roc’s quasi-saint’s expression changed drastically. If anything happened to the royal family here, it would spell disaster.

However, the quasi-saint of the beast race was powerless; he knew that any sign of action from him would be intercepted by the other three quasi-saints.

Upon seeing Xu Fan, the Golden Winged Roc inquired, "You are Xu Fan of the human race, the Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect."

Xu Fan remained silent, only casting a cold glare at the Golden Winged Roc, poised to strike at any moment.

"My senior just said you’re formidable, and that I should flee upon seeing you."

"Though I don’t believe it, I’ll heed my race’s quasi-saint and take my leave now~"

The Golden Winged Roc tore open a space crack and vanished into it.

"Quasi-saint senior, perhaps we’ll meet again someday~"

The sky echoed with the Golden Winged Roc’s carefree voice.

Xu Fan cast a cold glance over the battlefield, then looked up at the several quasi-saints in the sky.

A teleportation formation appeared beneath his feet, and with a flash of spiritual light, Xu Fan disappeared.

Now, only the Great Luo of the human race and the beast race remained on the battlefield.

"The Primal Spiritual Treasure has been taken; continuing to fight is pointless~"

"Let’s withdraw; at least we didn’t come here in vain, we enjoyed quite a show."

The Great Luo of the human race looked at the Great Luo of the beast race with glee, knowing what kind of scene would unfold from this day forward.

In the skies above, the quasi-saints of various races fell silent.

The most relaxed was the quasi-saint of the human race. With that troublemaker stirring things up, the human race ultimately gained the most.

As for the loss of the Primal Spiritual Treasure to the beast race, it was irrelevant to the larger picture.

"Old White, I suspect this is your scheme," the quasi-saint of the Golden Winged Roc said darkly, looking at the human quasi-saint.

"My scheme? Do I have that much influence to invite your royal family of the Golden Winged Roc to act in this drama?" The human quasi-saint spread his hands, looking as if he were dismissing nonsense.

"Let’s not shift the blame. What should we do now? Your Golden Winged Roc’s descendants have killed one-third of our Great Luo, and you owe me an explanation. This cannot go unaddressed," the quasi-saint of the Ancient God Race said angrily, facing the quasi-saint of the Golden Winged Roc.

"Life and death are dictated by fate; if one is outmatched, what can I do?"

"If you’re not ashamed, you can go chase after my descendant right now. Do as you wish," the Golden Winged Roc’s quasi-saint said dismissively.

He had already received word from his descendant that they had used the beast race’s Cross-Boundary Teleportation Formation to go to another Immortal Realm.

In this situation, the fate of that descendant was no longer his concern.