Emperor Ting shouted, everyone else was fine, but the two extremely fierce beasts below were in bad luck. Although Emperor Ting was not as good as Emperor Ji, he was definitely a saint ancestor ranked high in the myriad worlds. Every word he said when he was full of fighting spirit contained endless saint ancestor power, like a continuous sledgehammer hitting the father and son.
After Di Ting finished speaking, blood started oozing out of the eye sockets and mouths of the two extremely ferocious men.
However, the Ninety-Nine Heads of the Great Sage was not discouraged, because he felt that among those holy ancestors' divine thoughts, there were the divine thoughts of the great patriarch and the ancient beast Qixuan. He believed that they would definitely arrive and seek justice for him.
"What happened?"
Di Ji appeared beside Di Ting.
Then, one after another, the real bodies of the imperial clan and the holy clan appeared near Emperor Ji, and soon the number reached as many as sixteen.
The strong pressure from the Saint Ancestor intertwined in the air, and a large amount of space was constantly torn and healed, forming a network of black void cracks. It seemed as if an endless storm was brewing in the sky within a million miles.
The world is boiling! Kunlun is roaring!
The ninety-nine heads of the Great Sage were stunned. They endured the pain all over their bodies and all looked up at the sky, not at Emperor Ting, but at Emperor Ji.
He began to tremble. Although Emperor Ting was fierce and had the ability to annihilate a clan, that was only for ordinary clans. The Double-Winged Flying Snake Clan had many holy ancestors in charge, and they had extensive connections with many Primordial Clans. No matter how powerful Emperor Ting was, he would not dare to attack the Ninety-Nine Heads.
But Emperor Ji is different.
In the eyes of all the tribes in Taichu, Di Ji is just another world-destroying imperial dragon. At most, he has a better temper, but no matter how good he is, he is still another world-destroying imperial dragon!
What's more, not long ago, everyone in the world knew that Emperor Ji led his race to massacre the Guang Taichu and destroy the world dragon clan.
The Great Saint Ninety-Nine Heads couldn't figure out why the Supreme of All Worlds, the First Saint Ancestor of the Imperial Clan, would descend upon his body at this time? Didn't he usually descend with his Saint Thoughts? Now he was bringing this Saint Ancestor with him, was he preparing to declare war? Could it be...
The Great Sage Ninety-Nine Heads could not help but wail: "Great Patriarch, run! The Imperial Clan wants to annihilate our entire clan! Run! It doesn't matter if I die, but you can't die here! Go back and tell the entire clan to run as far as possible and don't come back! Run! Run..."
The dozen or so unyielding holy thoughts in Kunlun disappeared in an instant. The owners of two of them actually fled in panic, knocking down countless mountains and shattering countless stars.
The Great Sage kept calling out ninety-nine times.
The semi-saint double-winged flying snake looked up at the sky in disbelief. How could their great patriarch and such an arrogant ancient beast just run away? How could such a great saint ancestor do this? Just abandon them and run away
Fang Yun looked at the Great Sage Ninety-Nine Heads with confusion, and then gave the same puzzled look to Di Yuan. If the Di clan wanted to attack a big clan like the Ninety-Nine Heads, even if they didn't ask for his opinion, they should have notified him. Why did they suddenly take action? Is something big going to happen
But Di Yuan also looked confused.
Soon, Fang Yun understood, rolled his eyes at the Great Sage with ninety-nine heads, and said, "Alright, stop shouting, the Imperial Clan has no intention of attacking your clan. Stop, stop, stop, shut up first! You don't want to shut up, right? Senior Diyuan, do me a favor, tear off his heads one by one until he shuts up!"
As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, all the ninety-nine snake heads of the Great Sage shut up and looked at Fang Yun and Di Yuan in horror.
"In the end what happened?"
Di Ting's figure flashed and appeared behind Fang Yun, and the other ancestors also appeared.
The strongest ancestors of the strongest clan appeared at the same time. The Semi-Saint Double-Winged Flying Snake had never seen such a scene before. It rolled its eyes and fainted.
All the ninety-nine snake heads of the Great Sage prostrated themselves on the ground, shaking even more violently.
Emperor Ting glanced at Ninety-Nine Heads impatiently and said, "It must be these little bastards who provoked the Emperor Clan Master. Just kill them. If they dare to say anything dissatisfied, kill them at their lair. They are just an ordinary big clan."
Emperor Ting's dissatisfaction and disgust seemed to have the power of heaven. With every word he said, the original power and lifespan of the ninety-nine heads of the Great Sage were reduced by one point. When Emperor Ting finished speaking, the ninety-nine heads seemed to have aged thousands of years, and their power also decreased by 10%, which was almost equivalent to cutting off the ninety-nine heads' tens of thousands of years of hard training.
Then, a pungent fishy smell filled the air.
The great sage was scared to death.
Fang Yun said: "It's like this, the four-legged black snake and I visited Wang Shanjun..."
After Fang Yun finished telling the story, the ancestors shook their heads.
Di Ting said: "Find a time to hold a grand ceremony for the Imperial Clan Master and announce it to all the worlds. This kind of thing will never happen again in the future."
"Okay, once that's done, we'll prepare for the ceremony."
Di Yuan asked Fang Yun, "What should we do with these two little things?"
Fang Yun said helplessly: "I wanted to practice with them, but now I'm not in the mood. Just leave them aside and don't bother me."
Di Yuan nodded and gently waved his right hand as if to drive away mosquitoes. Then he saw two huge and extremely ferocious creatures let out shrill screams and were thrown into the depths of Kunlun Mountain. They flew for hundreds of thousands of miles before landing.
Fang Yun cleared his throat and said, "Lord Wangshan, let's get to know each other formally. I am the master of the imperial clan. I have long admired your name. I came to visit you when I met you on the way. I want to make a deal with you. Are you willing?"
Wang Shanjun's shoulders moved slightly, and he said in an extremely helpless tone: "I dare not be unwilling."
Emperor Yuan smiled sweetly and disappeared, and the other saint ancestors also left with a smile.
The four-legged black snake just happened to fly over, and when he saw that the problem was solved, he held his belly and laughed, "Mr. Wangshan, I didn't expect that you would have this day, hahahaha..."
"Haha, dead black snake." After saying this, Wang Shanjun no longer paid attention to the four-legged black snake.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I won't be polite with you. I have something that I want you to keep for me. I will go get it when the time comes."
Unexpectedly, Wang Shanjun said: "I can't sense you."
Fang Yun was stunned, remembering that Di Ji had also said that he could not see him. Realizing that Wang Shanjun was so extraordinary, he became even happier and said, "This is not the point. The point is, I have the Fountain of All Living Things, and I want you to help me take care of it. When the time is 'right', hand it over to me."
Wang Shanjun remained silent for a long time, and finally asked slowly: "Transfer it to the real you?"
Fang Yun was secretly shocked. The holy thoughts of this Wangshan Jun might be far inferior to those of Diao Hai Weng or Mu Xing Ke, but he actually had such a powerful ability in this kind of thing. I'm afraid that even the Emperor Dragon of Destroying the World or Emperor Ji when they were half-saints were far inferior to Wangshan Jun.
"Yes, transfer it to the real me?"
"Apart from the threat from the Holy Ancestor of the Imperial Clan, you need other reasons to convince me." Wang Shanjun said.
The four-legged black snake laughed and said, "It seems you are still afraid."
After saying that, the four-legged black snake ran behind Wang Shanjun and stretched out its claws to tickle his butt. Wang Shanjun snorted coldly, released his holy thoughts, and blew the four-legged black snake away.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Does it count if I help you protect the Enlightenment Fruit?"
"Count it half." Wang Shanjun said.
Fang Yun added: "The Great Wilderness Azure Dragon has gone into hiding, and in the coming years, the Dusk Void Sun Fragments will no longer be produced. I am willing to exchange some of the Dusk Void Sun Fragments for it."