#781 - The Holy Spirit Tribe has arrived!

However, the next moment, they raised their eyebrows, their faces filled with astonishment.

Because one-third of the myriad races' Great Experts present actually took the initiative to retreat, showing no intention of restraint, even putting on an attitude of "do as you please."

"You..."

The remaining anxious myriad races' Great Experts were just about to open their mouths to accuse, but instantly noticed something was wrong.

Those who retreated were precisely the Great Experts from the War God Race, Thundercloud Race, Dark Soul Race, Flame Soul Race, Shadowfiend Race, and several other races.

Looking at the battlefield again, the geniuses of their races were already almost completely dead and wounded!

...

The myriad races' Great Experts whose clansmen were still alive were extremely anxious, wishing they could immediately rush forward to save them;

While the myriad races whose clansmen had already fallen chose to sit on the sidelines.

They only hoped that everyone's geniuses would die.

This made Fang Baiyu's lips curl up.

Among the myriad races, there were many races, and in fact, the internal contradictions were even greater than those within the human race.

My race's genius is dead, why shouldn't your race die?

It was not just a dispute over pride, but also a struggle for future benefits.

The reason why the human race was able to rise in the first place was also related to the disunity of the myriad races.

Back then.

The Celestial Emperor was in desperate situations several times, narrowly escaping death, and there were even shadows of the myriad races taking action.

The purpose was self-evident, to trip up the opponent.

...

At this moment, .

The Great Experts in the sky were anxiously confronting each other, and none of them could affect the battlefield below.

Within the Double Pupil Pure Land, Ye Chen was already defeating enemies with a single punch, as if he were in an uninhabited land, killing with great enthusiasm.

Although there were also myriad races' geniuses who were unwilling to sit still and wait for death, struggling desperately, either joining forces to resist the enemy or secretly launching sneak attacks.

However, in front of Ye Chen, their resistance was as ridiculous as an ant trying to shake a tree, unable to harm Ye Chen in the slightest.

Ye Chen scanned his gaze, and with his keen perception of the aura of the source, he could judge that the geniuses present were all genuine elites of the myriad races.

Among them, the worst source was at the level of the third-generation Star River King Body;

And the strongest few in the source were almost comparable to the fallen Overlord.

There were one or two people whose strength was so strong that they were about to catch up with the Holy Prince and others.

The joy of a great harvest made Ye Chen's face full of smiles.

His attacks were much gentler, but they were still fatal with one strike.

Just like that, in the blink of an eye, dozens more geniuses had fallen in the Double Pupil Pure Land!

...

The whole place was silent.

The onlookers from the myriad races were gnashing their teeth at this moment.

The geniuses they could only look up to and respect on weekdays were as fragile as ants in front of Ye Chen, falling one after another.

This scene made them tremble with fear, as if their souls were frozen.

In this extreme fear, their thoughts seemed to travel through time and space, returning to the depths of their bloodline, and the terrifying memories that the Celestial Emperor had once brought to the myriad races surged into their hearts like a tide.

The figures of Ye Chen and the Celestial Emperor began to overlap in their hearts.

To be honest, all of the Celestial Emperor's growth experiences had been dug up.

Wouldn't the myriad races be so miserable today?

This made the myriad races always feel a little unconvinced.

But now, the Celestial Emperor's successor in front of them didn't need to rely on luck at all, but relied on his true strength to slaughter the myriad races' geniuses.

Even that little bit of unwillingness was beaten into smoke, and they couldn't find the slightest excuse.

This was really too frustrating.

And the human race's spectators were all silent.

Originally, they were still a little worried about Ye Chen, and even had some criticisms about his "funding the enemy" behavior at the auction.

But at this moment, they secretly felt in their hearts that they were wrong.

The Celestial Emperor's successor was not funding the enemy at all, but was carefully laying out a plan and fishing, just waiting for the myriad races to take the bait.

With such a large group of the myriad races' top geniuses falling.

The myriad races were probably almost facing the desperate situation of being cut off from their lineage, and their vitality was greatly damaged.

The Celestial Emperor's successor was truly righteous.

...

And above the dome of the sky, the myriad races' Great Experts watched their own geniuses fall one by one.

They were all heartbroken.

The future Era of Dharma Decline was about to arrive, resources were becoming increasingly scarce, and lifespans would also be greatly shortened.

No one could predict what it would be like at that time.

At this critical moment of life and death.

The fall of a genius might even lead to the race being unable to keep up with the times, falling into a desperate situation, and being exterminated by other forces.

But as more and more geniuses died, the fewer and fewer myriad races' powerhouses were restraining the human race's Great Experts.

The Great Experts whose own race's geniuses were still alive became more and more anxious.

Especially the Great Expert of the Divine Silkworm Race.

Although Shen Yu was hiding in the outermost area at this moment, as if he hadn't been discovered.

But if Ye Chen continued like this, he wouldn't be far from death.

After all, Ye Chen possessed the Double Pupils, and those mysterious and unpredictable eyes might be able to see through Shen Yu's Heaven Deceiving Divine Art that he relied on to save his life!

Although Shen Yu was timid, he was the most talented existence of their race in the past two generations.

Nothing could happen to him.

So the Divine Silkworm Race's Great Expert endured the heartache and transmitted his voice to the clansmen in the city: "Quickly go and invite the Little Stone Emperor from the clan!"

"Tell them that our race is willing to take out the half-piece of the ninth transformation of the immortal remains left by the True Immortal back then to help him repair his stone body."

"We only hope that he can take action, stop the Celestial Emperor's successor, and rescue Shen Yu!"

The Little Stone Emperor was the last hope in the heart of the Divine Silkworm Race's Great Expert.

...

Within the Double Pupil Pure Land.

Ye Chen waved his hand, like a Grim Reaper controlling life and death.

A myriad races' genius with wings, who was trying to launch a sneak attack.

In the next moment, he was grabbed by Ye Chen, instantly crushed to death, and didn't even have time to scream.

Ye Chen was already terrifying.

In addition, the Double Pupil Pure Land had been upgraded.

Killing a Half-Saint really didn't even require him to blink his eyes.

Mechanical suppression, extracting the source, throwing it into the small world...

The movements were done in one go, without the slightest hesitation.

Soon, the original team of more than thirty myriad races' geniuses was reduced to only five people.

Ye Chen scanned his gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a satisfied arc.

Because Ye Chen saw his Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

Although he had the Sea Stabilizing Divine Needle, Ye Chen still liked the Ruyi Golden Cudgel very much.

Now that it was lost and found, it was very good.

Ye Chen planned to clear out the remaining people first.

Then he would go and get the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

But at this moment, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had noticed something unusual, and turned his head to look in the direction of the Myriad Races Immortal City.

He saw a black light rising from the Myriad Races Immortal City, piercing through the sky, carrying the aura of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth, and bombarding towards the direction where he was located.

This black light was like a meteorite burning with raging flames, its momentum was terrifying to the extreme, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited, making a "sizzling" burning sound.

In just a moment, it had already rushed to the edge of the Double Pupil Pure Land.

Immediately, accompanied by a loud noise, it slammed into the Double Pupil Pure Land, shaking the surrounding space with layers of ripples.

In the next moment, the Double Pupil Pure Land was actually forcibly smashed out of an exit, and that black light, like a ghost, suddenly entered the Pure Land.

This amazing scene made everyone raise their eyebrows.

Who was this?

Who could forcibly break through the Celestial Emperor's successor's Double Pupil Pure Land?

This kind of strength was already beyond imagination.

And in the sky, the myriad races' Great Experts were all shocked: "The Little Stone Emperor is actually in the Immortal City?"

And Fang Baiyu and other human race existences also raised their eyebrows as they looked at the black light, and a dignified look flashed in their eyes: "This, could it be the Holy Spirit Race?"