Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden sound of wind, and a biting chill rose up, encompassing the surrounding heaven and earth.
Under this aura, a look of panic appeared on the faces of all the geniuses, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction of Ling Xiao and Shang Yu.
"Haha, it's so lively."
Just when the atmosphere here was gradually becoming depressing, a deep laughter came from the distant mountains and forests again.
Li Gutian's figure was seen walking towards him, with a hint of mockery on his majestic face.
Behind him, the descendants of the four ancient tribes followed quietly, with a calm attitude.
"Um?"
Seeing the person coming, the fighting spirit in Shang Yu's eyes calmed down a little.
Now he understood that Li Gutian's hatred for him was entirely because of Si Yunshang.
In other words, what this descendant of the Li people cares about is Si Yunshang.
But Shang Yu had completely broken up with her and successfully transferred Li Gutian's hatred for him to Ling Xiao.
Next, in this dispute over the Holy Path and Fruit, Ling Xiao will definitely become the target of public criticism.
The only thing that frightened Shang Yu was the mysterious woman who appeared outside the Dragon Man's Hall before.
For some reason, he always felt that the woman's aura was a little weird, not like a good person.
"Son..."
Long Wutong's eyes trembled slightly, and she cautiously leaned towards Ling Xiao.
She knew Li Gutian. The last time the Taichu Ancient Territory was opened, this descendant of the Li clan killed everyone and stole the show.
Now he has joined forces with Yue Chong and Hu Jia, and they have become the most powerful party in this competition for the Holy Path Fruit.
"Afraid?"
Ling Xiao smiled and suddenly turned to look at Si Yunshang, "Miss Si, I have always had a question, why are there only eight ancient races in the world of Xianling? Didn't I hear before that there are three thousand saints in the old heaven?"
"Well, this starts with the origin of the human race. Young Master can regard the eight ancient races as the oldest races of the human race, and they are also the eight earliest saints in the world."
Si Yunshang pursed her red lips slightly, and there was a hint of pride in her eyes.
"Oh? What on earth is a saint?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly. Ever since he was in the world, he had always heard a title, saint.
But even now, he still can't figure out whether the so-called saint is a realm or a respectful title for the strong human beings.
"Young master, you should know the price that humans have to pay if they want to break the shackles of acquired nature, right?"
"Um?"
Ling Xiao nodded slowly. As an acquired race, it is indeed extremely difficult for the human race to break the shackles of blood.
Fortunately, compared to other races, the human race's ability to reproduce and its understanding of Taoism are simply not comparable to any other race.
This also means that throughout these eternity, the human race has always been able to deduce the great ways of heaven and earth, generation after generation, looking for opportunities to break the shackles of blood.
In the end, they did find it, but this was where Ling Xiao was really confused.
The human race took control of the sky and established the first acquired force, the Imperial Court, to dominate the Nine Heavens and suppress all spirits.
It stands to reason that at this time, the human race should be enjoying the Era Fruition Status, leading the acquired beings to a higher level, and truly rivaling the innate beings based on their bloodline.
But in the end, three thousand saints from the human race took the initiative to offer sacrifices, leading to the destruction of the Imperial Court, which was lamentable.
Is this reasonable?!
The supreme heaven, the true supreme of the Nine Heavens, has given up such luck to others in vain?
"Actually, when humans first realized the way of heaven, they relied on the power of other races, including the power of blood, cultivation methods, and some extreme methods."
Si Yunshang's eyes were deep, and a strange divine scale gradually appeared between her eyebrows.
"Um?"
For a moment, Ling Xiao felt that the order of heaven here seemed to be stagnant.
But where Si Yunshang's eyes passed, all things were sealed, and the wonders were endless.
"This is…"
Beside him, Long Wutong's eyes trembled, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
At this time, she could clearly feel that all the blood in her body was freezing, as if she could not bear this kind of force.
But soon, a pale look appeared on Si Yunshang's face, and she shook her head helplessly.
"This is the bloodline of the saint, the power of the saint..."
Si Yunshang sighed lightly, with a touch of pain in her eyes.
This kind of power is comparable to the innate gods and is the most terrifying bloodline divine power in the world.
Exactly!!
The human race has a weak physical body and cannot maintain this kind of power for a long time.
Otherwise, today's Nine Heavens Immortal Realm will really become a prison for the human race.
"The totem of our Si tribe is an ancient creature named Medusa. The ancestor of our tribe swallowed the blood of this fierce creature and thus multiplied the Si tribe. Therefore, the descendants of the Si tribe all possess the beauty more or less.
Dusha's innate power is how the ancestor broke the shackles of his bloodline and achieved the status of a saint."
Si Yunshang looked up at Li Gutian and said in a low tone, "The totem of the Li people is a black mountain. It is said that the ancestor of this people once imitated the mountain god in mythology, gathered the faith of all spirits, and achieved the way of sainthood."
"I see."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, becoming more and more interested in these descendants of the ancient clan.
At this moment, he suddenly became curious. What kind of fortune would he get if he integrated the blood of these eight saints into his own body?
Today's human race has completely declined.
With Si Yunshang and other ancient geniuses, it will never be possible to revive the human race.
According to Ling Xiao's guess, the powerful human race buried deep in the Immortal Tomb may have found another opportunity to lead the rise of the human race.
As long as Ling Xiao can find him, he can completely reveal the past of Heaven and the secrets of the human race from him.
Ling Tianlin!!
At this moment, a figure in white suddenly flashed in Ling Xiao's mind, with a deep look in his eyes.
Various previous signs indicate that Ling Tianlin should be inextricably involved with the old heaven.
But even now, Ling Xiao doesn't know what Ling Tianlin is planning when he appears in the Holy State.
Ling Tian!!
The only thing Ling Xiao is sure of is that the demon is reborn, and his time travel must be related to his cheap brother.
"Buzz."
At this moment, endless divine clouds suddenly rose from the Holy Tree.
I saw wisps of light rising up and making a "crash" sound, like a holy sound resounding in everyone's hearts.
In an instant, a look of panic appeared on the faces of many talented people present.
At this time, they vaguely felt that the realm they had not broken through for a long time was showing signs of loosening.
"Walk!"
Li Gutian grinned and led the four people behind him to rush towards the crown of the Holy Path tree.
Shang Yu didn't dare to hesitate at all. He took a deep look at Ling Xiao and followed the crowd into the Holy Glory.
Only Ling Xiao, whose face remained calm, watched quietly as everyone disappeared without any trace of urgency.
"Sir, we..."
"This tree should have only one entrance, right?"
Ling Xiao smiled, with cold eyes flashing, which made Long Wutong and Si Yunshang feel trembling and inexplicable.