Chapter 2219: The Ancient Human Race

The four poles are boundless.

All the armies in the ancient world are retreating like the tide, and the cultivators of the Fate Clan are marching with unprecedented arrogance, gazing at the boundless world. They have never been so bold, so arrogant, and so wanton!

"That cultivator, if you dare to look at my clan with that kind of eyes again, I will definitely break your fate!"

The ancestor of the Fate Clan waved his hand, and his deep voice exploded in the vastness. He stared at a distant mountain with a fierce gaze, "Do you, an outsider cultivator, dare to spy on my Eternal Fate Clan?"

"presumptuous!!"

"furious..."

……

Endless and powerful aura spread across heaven and earth, and gazes were cast out in an instant, giving a feeling of a collapsing mountain.

"Fellow Taoist misunderstanding!"

"Fellow Daoist Henggu has misunderstood. We are merely admiring his grace and style, and would never dare to have the intention of disrupting the Dao."

A dull and solemn voice of explanation came from the distant mountains, and it was explained cautiously, fearing that it would arouse the wrath of the eternal heaven.

The ancestor of the Ming clan snorted coldly.

Those gazes also disappeared, and no one even dared to look at the ancient cultivator.

The several powerful men in the distant mountains breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that they did not provoke the Eternal Immortal Territory. The remaining records of the ancient hegemonic clan recorded: The Five Elements Taoist Ancestor was born in the mountains of the realm. He was a bandit, vindictive, narrow-minded, and had no heart for the great cause of the world.

He did not have the style of a saint, nor the domineering attitude of a supreme ruler. He only had the demeanor of Emperor Chengzu, without losing his original intention.

therefore...

It seems that the Five Elements Taoist Ancestor is still the same, and these ancient cultivators are also so arrogant and domineering. There is a terrifying power that if you dare to provoke any of my ancient cultivators, I will send a solidified army to descend on the fairy world to kill you.

The immortals who stayed out of the matter frowned.

There is no sign of any immortal style in the Eternal Immortal Territory and the Eternal Cultivators. There is only the kind of tyranny that uses force to suppress others. This style is even worse than that of the ancient hegemons in the immortal world back then, and even more arrogant!

If God wants to destroy someone, he will make him crazy.

Many immortals wanted to see how this ancient immortal land would fall.

They were secretly complaining about this as they sent off the four great armies of the Eternal Immortal Territory in the Boundless Immortal Territory. There was no turmoil, no sudden rise to try to "catch an ancient creature", and in the end, only a wisp of dust was raised.

In a fairy city far away from the bridge of all races.

This place has not been affected by any immortal war. Because of the matter of the Great Dao List, there is now an endless stream of cultivators from all races coming to the Boundless Immortal Realm. You can see creatures flying in the sky, swimming in the water, crawling on the ground, and burrowing underground.

Regarding the Dao Ranking, it is actually very far away from the cultivators in the immortal world.

The powerful beings in the immortal world have even less interest in ordinary cultivators.

The two sides have since become creatures of two different worlds, and this scene is vividly reflected in the fairy cities in the Boundless Fairyland.

The morning light slants down a main street paved with fairy jade bluestone.

Suddenly, a group of people slowly came into view.

One glance and it's impossible to ignore.

They were dressed in very simple plain clothes, without any immortal rings or treasures, nor did they deliberately circulate their magic power, but with every step they took, it seemed as if the great way was humming softly, and the rhythm of heaven and earth was quietly echoing. In fact, a very faint golden glow appeared in the void, as if the innate immortal patterns were hidden in the mortal world.

Although their eyebrows, eyes and facial features are different, they all have extraordinary temperament, clarity and brightness, with an innate sense of purity that almost existed since the creation of the world.

The morning light fell on them, as if refracted by some invisible rules, and faintly shimmered with seven-colored clouds, making the colors of the entire avenue more vivid.

The group of people looked curiously at the fairy platforms and pavilions in all directions, and at the buildings in various styles of various races in the fairy city, and talked endlessly.

On the street, passing monks all looked sideways.

Some people showed shock in their eyes, some subconsciously held their breath and remained silent, and some frowned, as if they were trying hard to identify the bloodline or origins of these people. If they were not mistaken, they should be human!

Every time they passed by a place, they would attract the attention of the passing monks, who would stare at them for a long time, and even cause some powerful ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts to swallow their saliva secretly.

Not long after, a huge fire-scaled lion was seen lying down and dozing in an immortal pavilion. It had been lazy at first, but at this moment it suddenly opened its eyes, with a fierce light in its eyes. Its thousand-foot-long body was quietly tensed, and an uncontrollable low roar came from the depths of its throat, with saliva flowing faintly in its throat.

It could sense that the flesh and blood of those humans contained energy comparable to the Immortal Source Holy Fruit and the Primordial Bone Marrow. Even a single bite would be enough to break the shackles of its bloodline.

But unfortunately, it didn't dare to move.

Because among the pedestrians, a young man suddenly turned his head and looked at it.

Just one glance and the Fire Scale Lion was struck by lightning. Its entire body froze instantly, and its hair stood on end. Even though it instinctively wanted to lower its head and crawl, it couldn't do it.

That's not murderous intent.

It was a feeling of crushing at the level of the origin of life, like the light of clouds hanging from the sky, like the innate divine fire shining on the blood.

There are more and more cultivators from all races, and the streets are becoming more and more noisy.

But no matter how far away they are, the first thing people see is that group of people——

Just like the stars surrounding the sun and the moon, luck surrounds the fairyland.

They are the human race.

But they are the kind of human race that transcends all races and has its own lineage in all realms.

In a teahouse.

"Human race."

"It's no different from the human race."

"The aura of cultivation is not very profound. This boundless fairyland without immortal rules has not seen any human cultivators for many years..."

"A monk from the human religion?"

"Not quite like it."

"If there is no follow-up, it would be an opportunity."

……

There are powerful people targeting them. Except for the human forces that are famous in the three thousand fairy realms, ordinary human cultivators are still synonymous with weakness in the fairy world. Generally, nothing will happen if they take away the human cultivators.

Some of the strong men who set their sights on them wanted to devour them, some wanted to get to know them, and some wanted to take them as their disciples.

At the street corner.

An old man with an immortal look stepped forward, blocking their way with a peaceful smile: "Haha, my friends."

When the others saw that it was this 'old weirdo', their expressions changed and they all left.

"Greetings, senior."

"I've met senior."

"Senior, why are you blocking our way? What do you want to discuss?"

……

This group of young men and women were very polite and dignified. Their steps were unaffected by the aura of all races and were extremely steady. The old man was so delighted by the sight that he wanted to take them as his disciples.

"Haha, I'm Feng Xishi. I'm afraid you, my friends, are not human cultivators." The old man's voice was as gentle as the sound of a flowing mountain spring. "The situation in the Boundless Immortal Realm is currently in chaos. If you were to travel through the Immortal City as a human, you would probably run into a lot of trouble."

If they were really human, he could tell that they probably came from those major human forces, but there was no one to protect them around. In the boundless fairyland, they were like lambs to be slaughtered. What's more, in today's fairyland, the world is full of powerful people, and no one would give face to the big clans and big forces anymore.

"Senior, human race."

"Senior, we are the human race."

This group of young monks seemed very simple, not shying away from their racial identity, nor were they from a naturally powerful race.

And when they said this openly, some powerful people who were paying attention to this side became very concerned. The human cultivators... were not precious, and they didn't even have their bloodline inheritance, but they were easy to deal with. It seemed that they just had some innate opportunities.

Hearing this, the old man looked slightly surprised. Why are you so weak and yet so confident?

This old man asked, you could just casually say you were from a powerful clan, but why are you so honest and foolish as to openly say you are from the human race?!

"Old Senior, but we are not the human race of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms."

"Ok?"

"We come from the Eternal Immortal Territory and are of the Eternal Human Race."

"Yes."

boom!

The words have not yet fallen.

"what?!"

The old man had already disappeared in shock. Damn it, you guys, why didn't you tell him earlier? Why is he still blocking the road?! ! Scare this old man?!

hum-

There seemed to be an unstable breath of a strong man in the void. He quickly withdrew his gaze, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Bastard... I almost made a mistake.

"It turns out to be a cultivator from the ancient human race..."

"Haha, it's okay, let's have some tea then."

"Well, this tea is quite good. It has the long-lasting charm of this boundless fairyland. I must taste it carefully."

"No wonder these young friends have such extraordinary auras. It turns out they come from there. Not bad... not bad."

……

Those powerful men who were secretly coveting the opportunity said some incomprehensible words with a forced smile, but their eyes were trembling abnormally.