In front of the ancient city, more than a dozen Divine Venerables and hundreds of Supreme-level Immortal King experts all looked grimace, gritting their teeth as they blocked one person's path.
The person being stopped wore a long robe, held a floating dust whisk, and wore a Taoist bun on his head. Overall, he exuded an air of ethereal detachment and the aura of immortality.
However, his slightly baby-chubby face and the sly and sly look in his eyes ruined his image. This was a classic example of putting a monkey in a yellow robe, but he couldn't pretend to be the crown prince. Seeing Mo Nian's appearance, Long Chen almost burst out laughing.
"Damn humans, how dare you destroy our sacred land, desecrate the remains of our ancestors, and steal our clan's treasures! If you don't tear you to pieces today, you'll never know what awe is." A Divine Venerable realm expert roared in anger.
These people were all radiating demonic energy; clearly, they were all demon clan experts, blocking Mo Nian's path before he could enter the city.
Because this ancient city was different from the others, it was the only one in the Three Thousand Worlds that only humans could enter. Any outsider who dared to approach would be mercilessly wiped out.
This city is called Haotian City. It is said that the city lord is a ruthless figure, leading the Haotian Legion, all fierce human warriors who fear death.
Within the Three Thousand Worlds, relying on blood and indomitable spirit, he forged a territory exclusive to the human race.
Haotian City has witnessed countless great battles throughout history. Beneath the surrounding earth, countless corpses have piled up. It can be said that this ancient human city was built entirely of blood and corpses, representing the highest honor of the human race.
Although within the Three Thousand Worlds, all the major cities of the human race bow to other races, Haotian City is the toughest, refusing any humiliation—a classic case of fighting to the death if you refuse.
Other races tried many times to capture Haotian City and try to erase the human will, but after several attacks, they suffered massive casualties. In the end, they could no longer hold out, and the city was ultimately preserved.
Although among the ten ancient cities within the Three Thousand Worlds, three belong to the human race, only Haotian City refuses entry to any outsiders, making it truly outstanding among all human cities.
Human powerhouses who come here, as long as they don't violate the rules and can afford the city tax, can live here long-term without worrying about safety.
Therefore, this city is the most populous among all human cities. With more people, selecting elites becomes much easier. If an elite is strong enough, they will be incorporated into the Haotian Legion.
The Haotian Legion has a total of thirty million people. Whether soldiers or soldiers, an assessment is held every six months. Those ranked lower are eliminated from the Haotian Legion.
Only in this way would the outstanding people in the city fight desperately for these spots. In this cycle, competition within the Haotian Legion was extremely fierce, which also maintained its peak strength.
With thirty million Haotian Legions intimidating, no one dared to cause trouble in Haotian City. Therefore, even the demon clan experts only dared to block people outside the city. If Mo Nian entered the city, they would have no choice but to obediently leave. Even a single act of farting could bring about death.
"You are a bit too angry. In fact, your ancestors were destined to be with me. Now that our fate has ended, it's time to go our separate ways. No matter how hard you try to hold you back, it will be useless." Facing the demon clan's predatory gaze, Mo Nian spoke calmly and politely.
"You're bullshit! You insulted our ancestors, exposed their bones in the wilderness, and looted all the treasures from the tombs. Is that fate?" The demon clan's Divine Venerable realm expert cursed loudly.
His voice was loud, drawing countless gazes. Long Chen knew these people were afraid that people from Haotian City would make a move against them. They wanted to present their reasons first—Mo Nian had provoked them first, and they had their reasons.
Moreover, since they were fighting outside the city, they hadn't broken Haotian City's rules, which was a sign of respect.
Mo Nian shook his head, looking innocent as he said, "Your ancestors' bones were buried underground, their tombs damp and moldy, their bones rotting in disarray. I took them out to bask in the sun out of kindness. Why would you wrongly accuse good people?" "
Wronged good people... "You ..." The demon clan expert trembled with rage, as if he had never seen such a shameless person in his life.
"Don't waste words with him. Hand over the Soul-Calming Pearl, or today you will die without a grave." Another demon god lord realm expert, wielding a divine weapon, pointed at Mo Nian and roared angrily.
"Soul-Calming Pearl?"
Long Chen immediately understood why these demon clan experts were so furious and chasing after Mo Nian.
The Soul-Calming Pearl inside the tomb is the resting place for ancestors' souls and the place where the clan's faith power is condensed.
In the Immortal Realm, many races often believe in their own ancestors, and humans are no exception. They worship ancestral tablets, nourish their heroic souls, and use the power of faith to nurture their immortality, suppress the clan's fortune, and help awaken their bloodline.
Mo Nian actually picked out someone's ancestral tomb and even stole the Soul-Calming Pearl. No wonder these demon clan experts risked their lives to run to Haotian City to intercept him.
"That's not right, fellow Daoists. This treasure is destined for me. Please, don't make things difficult for me!" Mo Nian wore a calm and composed expression, shaking his head as if he hadn't done anything wrong.
"Let's attack together, kill him!"
Seeing Mo Nian still pretending to be innocent, the demon clan experts were so furious they nearly exploded. The leading Divine Venerable roared and attacked directly.
As he made his move, the others joined in. More than a dozen Divine Venerable-level experts rushed forward, while hundreds of supreme Immortal King experts of the demon clan also rushed forward, sealing off this realm and giving Mo Nian no chance to escape.
"Boss, let's go together!" Jiang Lei hurriedly replied upon seeing this.
"No need, this flirtatious guy is really strong!" Long Chen shook his head. He knew Mo Nian too well; without absolute strength, he would have run away long ago.
This guy's escape technique is unparalleled. Since he dared to stay, it meant he was absolutely confident.
"Boom!"
At that moment, a deafening explosion erupted. The powerful warriors charging at Mo Nian were all blasted away. The first Divine Sovereign experts to rush forward spat blood and rolled in disarray—the scene was utterly terrifying.
A violent wave of energy swept across all worlds, radiating a sacred and solemn aura. Behind Mo Nian, a massive palace appeared—majestic and majestic, every brick and tile radiating the might of the Heavenly Dao, as if it were a world itself.
It was Mo Nian's vision. Once it appeared, it suppressed myriad paths. Even Divine Venerable-level experts were shaken so hard they coughed up blood. Long Chen was startled—how could this flashy guy have such a terrifying vision?
"Crack, crack...
The
phenomenon shook the world, but unexpectedly, Mo Nian didn't attack; instead, he took out an iron shovel and dug a hole in the ground.
The demon clan experts were both shocked and furious. Seeing Mo Nian dig a pit on his own, one demon roared, wielding a demon sword, slicing through the vast void and slashing down at Mo Nian.
"Whoosh."
Mo Nian's figure vanished in an instant, and under everyone's terrified gazes, he appeared above the man's head, swinging his iron shovel toward him.
"Boom!"
The man was struck so hard that his bones and tendons broke, dying instantly. His body fell squarely, landing right into the pit Mo Nian had dug.