Chapter 1788 Asking the Boss

The Yin Spirit clone tore through the world barrier and stepped into the void, unleashing its full fourth-level god-like speed as it headed towards the Ninth Battlefield.

Shen Lisui sensed his terrifying speed, and shock showed in his dead fish eyes.

"Beast God, have you now evolved to the level of a god?"

"Level 4 God-level!"

The spirit clone had no reason to hide anything and added, "However, this is just my clone; my true form isn't that strong."

"Clone?"

Shen Lisui knew that Zhao Yin had created a second clone back then, so he wasn't too surprised.

"What is your current life level, sir?"

"Still at SSS level, not yet evolved to Monarch level. Currently, it is in a period of weakness and is no longer suitable for going out and traveling," the Yin Spirit clone said truthfully.

"Still SSS-level?"

For some reason, the pressure in Shen Lisui's heart suddenly lessened a lot.

"Thank goodness, compared to the true form of the Beast God, I'm not so bad!"

……

The first realm is in nothingness.

The border between the human territory and the Thunder Dragon territory.

boom!

A towering figure was blasted away by a raging fire dragon.

Blood was spilled into the void.

Su Xuan's armor, hair, and eyebrows had already been burned away in the flames.

With his bald head stained with blood, he used the momentum to propel himself rapidly away, stepping into the territory of the Thunder Dragon Clan...

At this moment, chasing after them was a giant Vermilion Bird.

Blue flames spread across his entire body.

When the Vermilion Bird spreads its wings, it seems capable of covering a small world...

The terrifyingly high temperature caused the surrounding void to distort.

It was a terrifying ancestral formation of the human race, the Vermilion Bird Formation!

Moreover, the three million-strong human army that formed the battle formation were all SSS-level evolved beings.

The Vermilion Bird's major acupoints are guarded by numerous monarch-level beings...

The terrifying aura far surpassed that of a god, and had clearly reached the level of an ancestral god!

At this very moment, Ma Long, holding the Earth Emperor Cauldron, stood tall between the Vermilion Bird's eyebrows...

He manipulated the great formation and stopped outside the Thunder Dragon Clan.

"He got away again!"

The Thunder Dragon Clan and the Human Clan are not on the same side; they are not mortal enemies, but they are certainly not allies either.

If the Vermilion Bird Formation is breached without authorization, it will inevitably ignite a war between the two races.

"As expected, a traitor to the human race!"

At the heart of the Vermilion Bird, a young female monarch spoke.

"It's been half a year, and this human traitor has come to the human race nineteen times, each time managing to escape unscathed. His strength is terrifying, but unfortunately... he's a traitor!" A middle-aged king sighed.

“Every time he is seriously injured, he enters a different alien territory and always returns unharmed. Who is this traitor’s slave?” someone wondered.

“The slaves raised by other races have amazing growth potential. If they could return to our human race… alas!” Malone sighed.

They seemed quite regretful.

“My lord, there is no need for regret. Since you are now a slave, you are no longer one of our human race!” an elderly king said.

"He claims to be an ancient human emperor, attempting to seize power and command us. How laughable!" the young female king said disdainfully.

“My lord, make a decision! You must not hesitate any longer!” a young king said.

“Your Excellency is kind-hearted and still wishes to influence him… But in our view, this rebellious man will sooner or later become a great scourge to us, and we must remove this malignant tumor immediately!” said another young female monarch.

Malone sighed again, a regretful expression on his face.

He seemed to still be hesitating.

"My lord, the trouble he has caused should not be borne by the human race. The best course of action is to announce it to all races as soon as possible, so that he will completely lose the protection of the human race!" the queen said again.

Malone seems to have finally made a decision.

His peaceful demeanor dissipated, revealing great majesty.

"King Tianxin!"

"My subordinate is here!"

An old, emaciated king stood on the left wing of the Vermilion Bird, clasping his hands in a gesture of respect from afar.

"Upon returning, immediately proclaim to all races that the young Su Xuan, who calls himself the Human Emperor, has betrayed our human race and possesses the Emperor's Sword, an imperial weapon. All races shall condemn him, and the human race shall no longer protect him!"

"Proclaim to all human races across the myriad realms that Su Xuan is a slave. Any lower realm that dares to tolerate him will be punished as a traitor!"

"Proclaim to all Golden Armor Fortresses: If you encounter Su Xuan again, use the Ancestral Formation to slay him, classify him as an alien race, and dedicate this great merit to his slaying!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Vermilion Bird Formation slowly turned around and flew towards the human territory.

Most of the monarchs showed excitement on their faces.

"From now on, he will be rejected by all races. Let's see where he can go?"

Only a few monarchs looked doubtful...

If news of a human rebel seizing an imperial artifact were to spread, even the ancestral gods of various races would be tempted...

But the human race will also lose the Imperial Weapon from this day forward!

……

"I lost again!"

Su Xuan stood in the void, head bowed, blood continuously spilling from his mouth.

His charred skin was visibly peeling off, revealing new, fair skin.

The injury is healing.

The Emperor's Sword in his hand trembled incessantly, as if it too was unwilling to accept defeat.

He put away the Human Emperor Sword and took out a large piece of alien meat from his spatial bracelet.

The flesh of the alien race was still dripping with blood.

Ignoring everything else, Su Xuan kept stuffing food into his mouth and chewing it vigorously.

The flesh of the deity exuded an aura of a fifth-level deity.

This was a few days ago, when Su Xuan used the Human Emperor Sword to kill a fifth-level god of the Golden Skin Clan, and used it to heal his wounds...

Soon, another two days passed.

Su Xuan's life force has returned to its peak.

However, after consuming a large amount of flesh from a fifth-level god-level Golden Skin Clan member, his life level did not increase further.

It seems that we have once again reached an evolutionary bottleneck!

"I never imagined they could unleash the power of the ancestral formation to this extent!"

Su Xuan felt somewhat helpless, touched the short hair that had just grown on his head, and sighed.

The memories of the ancient human emperor unfolded once again in his mind.

He thought of that old man again!

"Your Majesty, are you truly willing for the Imperial Cauldron to be used by traitors?"

For Su Xuan, the biggest obstacle is the Earth Emperor Cauldron!

But there was absolutely no way to help them.

For the past six months, he has employed various methods to secretly infiltrate human territory... launch sneak attacks... ambush... and carry out massacres...

Without exception, they all failed.

Fortunately, upon arriving at the First Great Domain, we found that high-level god-level alien races were everywhere.

His strength is also constantly improving.

Despite each failure, Su Xuan still maintained his confidence...

But now, even life level has stopped increasing...

"If the boss were here, he would definitely have a solution." For some reason, Su Xuan suddenly thought of Zhao Yin.

Even now that he has awakened the memories of the Human Emperor, and has recovered to the level of a fifth-level god in a short period of time.

But every time I think of Zhao Yin, I still dare not underestimate him.

"When I was chasing Ma Long and left the Ninth Domain, I vaguely sensed the boss's return."

"The boss must still be in the Ninth Domain. Let's go back and ask him for guidance!"

With this in mind, Su Xuan immediately set off to return to the Ninth Domain.

Six months have passed, and he has long since calmed down.

Just then, a divine aura suddenly appeared ahead, rapidly approaching...