The incarnation of the Three Giant God Ancestors coughed lightly, as if to ease the embarrassment, and then sent a voice message to the surroundings: "There is an ancestor corpse here. I don't need to say how dangerous it is. Let's put aside the hatred between the various tribes for the time being. We are all here for the same purpose, that is, to worship the ancestors successfully. Worshiping the ancestors is different from finding a treasure land. Whoever grabs the treasure land will get it. As for worshiping the ancestors, whoever wants to grab the ancestor corpse now, please come immediately. We will never obstruct you."
The incarnation of the three giant gods looked around, but no one responded.
The ancestor corpse is basically equivalent to a Saint Ancestor who has lost his mind. Not to mention that the strongest one who can enter the core of the ancient world is only the incarnation of the Saint Ancestor. Even if the Saint Ancestor himself descends, he will think twice when encountering the ancestor corpse. If he is not careful, he may be killed by the ancestor corpse.
"So, everyone knows that since we can't snatch the ancestral corpse, we can only worship the ancestors honestly and try our luck. However, everyone also knows that we need to be careful when worshiping the ancestors. If someone messes up and angers the ancestral corpse, they will surely die. Therefore, all the saints in our team must come out together and swear the Kunlun oath that we must not take action within 300,000 miles of the ancestral corpse. Even after the ancestral worship is over, we must not attack and kill the opponent. If there are new teams or saints who don't obey, we must work together to drive them out. Who disagrees?"
No one objected.
"Very good, the three of us incarnations of the Holy Ancestor have reached an agreement on this matter. Those who are willing to swear the Kunlun Great Oath, please stand up and we will take turns to worship our ancestors. Those who are unwilling to swear, please leave immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being cruel and ruthless!"
There was silence everywhere for a moment, and one team after another flew high into the sky.
Including the teams of the three incarnations of the Holy Ancestors, there are a total of eleven teams.
Among the eleven teams, there is not a single saint from the outside world!
Among them, there are two teams with ninety-nine great saints, and the two great saints would occasionally glance at Fang Yun inadvertently.
Suddenly, a team of only six people joined the team of the incarnations of the three giant gods, and the team became ten.
The incarnation of the Ancestor of Dry Mountain and the incarnation of the Ancestor of Wind looked at the six people coldly and did not speak.
No one spoke, and a strange atmosphere spread among the teams.
Soon, the number of teams continued to decrease, and finally, only three teams were left.
The team consisting of the incarnations of the three giant gods has the largest number of people, reaching fifty-two people, and both of the ninety-nine-headed saints are in this team.
The other two teams had only more than twenty statues each.
The saints from the other two teams shook their heads helplessly. After all, the Giant God Clan was the second royal family, and not only did they have no grudges against the Ninety-Nine Heads Clan, but they had a good relationship with them. Joining the team of the Three Giant God Ancestors would obviously bring greater benefits.
The incarnation of the Three Giant Gods smiled and said, "Okay, we only have three groups left now..."
"It's group four!" Fang Yun said without raising his head while reading a book in the Shengdao study.
The incarnation of the Three Giant Gods said helplessly: "Okay, that's Group 4. Next, we will swear the Kunlun Oath together. If you don't want to participate, you can leave now."
No one took action.
Soon, all the saints present began to swear the Kunlun Great Oath together, including Fang Yun.
After the great oath was over, the expressions of the saints were slightly relaxed, especially those who had seen Fang Yun killing people in Wangzu Mountain, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Kunlun Group 3 smiled and said, "Well, according to the rules, the team must either have a member of the corresponding tribe or a corresponding holy skin. Otherwise, no team can enter within 100,000 miles of the ancestral corpse. Now, please ask the other three teams to show their holy skins."
The incarnation of the Ancestor of Dry Mountain and the incarnation of the Ancestor of Wind immediately took out the holy skin of the Ninety-Nine Heads Clan.
The saints looked at Fang Yun.
Some people had a faint smile on their faces, with a hint of mockery hidden in their smiles.
Not to mention that Fang Yun is a great sage from the outside world, even if he is the Great Sage of Kunlun, he will generally only be informed by the Holy Ancestor about the holy skin and ancestor worship before entering. Once he leaves the core of the ancient world for a few years, he will completely forget about this matter.
Fang Yun spread his hands and said frankly: "You guessed correctly, I don't have the holy skin of the ninety-nine tribes, so I can't participate in this ancestor worship."
"Then why don't you leave? Are you waiting here to wipe your saliva?" asked the incarnation of Fengzu.
Among the semi-saints killed by Fang Yun outside the Royal Mountain, there were six from the Wind Clan.
Fang Yun wanted to explain that he was mainly here to watch the ancestor worship process, gain experience, and leave after watching, but when he heard the tone of the Wind Ancestor's incarnation was wrong, he immediately said, "I'm happy. I want to see what would happen if your Wind Clan failed in the ancestor worship and all died at the hands of the ancestor's corpse. Why, you don't want me to watch?"
Feng Zu's incarnation smiled and said, "Yes, of course you can watch. You are safe within 300,000 miles. If you encounter any disaster outside of 300,000 miles, don't blame us."
"That's what I wanted to say too!" Fang Yun smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.
Hunting down the royal saints was an important step in Fang Yun’s journey to the core of the ancient world.
Anyway, we have declared war on the ten clans, and the ancestors will come looking for us if we go out anyway, so we might as well do a good thing!
“Then just watch us worship our ancestors!” Feng Zu’s incarnation snorted heavily and flew towards the ninety-nine ancestral corpses.
As the incarnation of the Ancestor of the Withered Mountain flew, he said, "Third Ancestor of the Giant God, your vision is a little poor after all. Why did you fall for such a piece of trash in the first place? You haven't even seen him before, and he's not even as good as an ordinary outsider!"
The Third Ancestor of the Giant God said with a helpless look on his face, "I didn't know before that he was a remnant of the old clan. If I had known, I would never have agreed to let Shen Yun be a distinguished guest of our clan. You also know Shen Yun, a brainless idiot. I shouldn't have believed his lies. I really didn't expect that Fang Yun was so crazy and ignorant that he dared to covet Kunlun's treasure."
"He won't harm us here, will he?" asked a great sage.
Before the three incarnations of the Giant God's ancestors could speak, the incarnation of the Wind Ancestor laughed and said, "Fang Yun is such an idiot. He has fallen into our trap and doesn't even know it! You semi-saints and great saints don't know this, but we, the incarnations of the ancestors, have a set of rules that we never fight among ourselves when we worship our ancestors. We must first deal with the outsiders. However, Fang Yun is a tough nut to crack. We are afraid that he will fight to the death, so we set up this Kunlun Great Oath to prevent him from making trouble. He can make trouble now, but as soon as he makes a move, whether it is to attack us or to wake up the corpse, the Kunlun Great Oath will kill him directly!"
The incarnations of the three giant gods and the incarnation of the ancestor of the withered mountain also had smiles on their faces.
The saints suddenly realized and looked at Fang Yun with a smile.
In everyone's smile, there is the pride of the Kunlun people; in everyone's eyes, there is the contempt that one would have for outsiders.
Only the two Great Saints with ninety-nine heads had bitter looks on their faces and were communicating secretly.
Fang Yun did not react at all. The Half-Saint's Former Residence slowly changed direction and arrived at a position where he could directly see the ninety-nine ancestral corpses.
Fang Yun looked up and saw that the three teams had landed at the foot of the crater.
A large amount of sacrificial black stones fell in front of the three incarnations of the Holy Ancestor. The three incarnations of the Holy Ancestor remained motionless, with holy power flowing around them. The sacrificial black stone chips flew, and in the blink of an eye, they were carved into three altars in the style of the Ninety-Nine Heads tribe.
More than ten people took out ninety-nine holy skins and used secret methods.