Chapter 1591 (not finished)

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Yun Che's tone was clearly extremely calm, but the words that came out of his mouth, made all the Yun Clan's elders frown deeply.

"Heh…" Yun Xiang laughed. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the previous explanation and continuous "retreating" was laughable, there was no longer any anger on his face, there was only contempt and loathing: "Depending on you? A small Divine King?"

"You've saved Shang'er before, and this is not a reason for you to behave atrociously here." Second Elder Yun Fu says with sinking eyebrows: "You should be thankful that the Patriarch is magnanimous and open minded, also, he is someone who is very gracious. Otherwise, for any of the words you have spoken, you would be severely punished for."

"One last time... Get the hell out of here right now! "

Bang!

Releasing his profound aura, he spread layer upon layer of water-like ripples in the space of the Ancestral Temple. It seemed that if Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er were still hesitated, they would no longer have any leeway to attack.

"Qianying," Yun Che said in a low voice. "Kill…"

BOOM!

An incomparably huge thunderclap suddenly resounded from the outside, accompanied by a heaven collapsing space shaking, as well as a large amount of chaotic screaming.

The twenty-two Divine Sovereigns in the Ancestral Temple all stood up in an instant. Yun Xiang shouted sternly: "Someone is barging into the Thunder Domain!"

"No… They have already barged in." Yun Ting said, "And this aura…"

"Someone interfered with the Lightning Domain," the Grand Elders's old voice resounded heavily. "It's the Desolate Sky Dragon Clan."

What… What!?" Yun Xiang and the elders were all shocked.

"No, it's not just the Desolate Sky Dragon Clan." Yun Ting turned around and clenched his fists tightly, "There's also the Nine Glories Heavenly Palace."

Just at this moment, a soul shaking voice brought along the power of a Divine Sovereign… Furthermore, the power of a peak Divine Sovereign was transmitted all the way over, "Patriarch Yun Ting, Jiu Yao, comes to greet you and asks for an audience."

"This... This is! The Nine Glories Palace Master! "

This voice, and this terrifying Spiritual Pressure, belonged to the head palace master of the Nine Glories Heavenly Palace — the Nine Glories Heavenly Venerable!

"Are you here for the Sacred Cloud Ancient Pill again?" Yun Xiang said while gnashing his teeth.

"With such a large lineup, I'm afraid they won't be here just for the Sacred Cloud Ancient Pill." Yun Ting heaved a heavy sigh as his heart was filled with grief, "There are only seven days left until the deadline, however there will definitely be people who will not be able to hold themselves back and make a killing before the deadline… Let's go out, the three Grand Elders are also invited. "

Normally, he almost never used the power of the three Grand Elders, but this time, he invited them of his own accord.

"Patriarch, could it be that you want to…" All the elders exclaimed in shock. Given Yun Ting's current state, when using his full strength, what is being consumed is not only about his profound aura, but also his life force.

Yun Ting waved his hand, "The strength of the Nine Glories Heavenly Venerable is far greater than you have imagined, not to mention the Desolate Sky Dragon Race. If we don't make a move now, we might not even be able to survive the impending doom brought forth by the deadline... There's no need to say anything, let's go. "

They had personally witnessed the dazzling hope on Yun Shang's body, and they had even personally extinguished it completely with their own hands.

Originally they felt hope, but now all they feel is darkness, guilt, and the remorse that suddenly made them feel a bit disheartened.

They could no longer afford to care about Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er, or even Yun Shang, as they all flew out of the Ancestral Temple.

Yun Che did not move, and there were no outsiders by his side. Under the surges of Light Profound Strength, the injuries on Yun Shang's body and profound veins were once again healed at a speed that far exceeded common sense. Yun Shang's complexion also slowly faded from being pale white, but she was still deep in a coma and was unable to wake up.

Qianye Ying'er stood quietly at the side, silently watching... She was very certain that when Yun Che had used the Miracle of Life to help her recover her profound veins, he had never been as focused and concentrated.

In the air above the Heavenly Handle Yun Clan, several hundred silhouettes could be seen. There weren't many of them, but any one of them had incomparably astonishing auras. Amongst them, there were a total of thirty Sovereigns, which surpassed the number of Divine Sovereigns in the Heavenly Handle Yun Clan.

Especially the two people in the lead, the pressure that caused space to solidify, showed that they were shockingly Peak Divine Sovereigns!

The shadows were not limited to only human figures. In the sky above the Thunder Domain behind them, there were numerous gigantic dragon silhouettes, the short were over three thousand meters long while the biggest were over thirty thousand meters long. Their bodies flickered with lightning, and as they danced in the air, they actually carved a passageway for the Thunder Domain guarding the Heavenly Handle Yun Clan, even if they were mortal spirits, they would be able to pass through.

In the Thousand Desolate Realm, the power with the most lightning might is not be the Heavenly Handle Yun Clan, but the Desolate Sky Dragon Race. It would not be an exaggeration to say that their clan's Desolate Sky Devil Thunder was the strongest thunder under the King Realms.

Interference with the Yun Clan's Guardian Thunder Domain was a piece of cake for them.

"Patriarch Yun Ting, it's been a long time since we last met. There is no need for despair." The Nine Glories Heavenly Venerable was dressed in a black robe, had long hair and a long beard, and a gentle face, giving him a sage-like appearance.

However, Yun Ting ignored him and looked furiously at the purple robed man beside him: "Huang Ji! Our two clans have been friends for more than a hundred thousand years. In the Thousand Desolate Realm, anyone can step on our Heavenly Cloud Clan, and you are the only one who doesn't have the qualifications! You came here today without being invited. Could it be… You are here to visit an old friend who is about to die?"

Huang Ji, Desolate Sky Dragon Clan Dragon Lord, is the Thousand Desolations Realm strongest dragon.

"Heh heh." Dragon Lord Huang Ji smiled faintly. As expected of someone who was not angry, "Patriarch Yun Tin, I, Dragon Lord Huang Ji, have come here today only to accompany the Nine Glories Heavenly Venerable. When the Nine Glories Heavenly Venerable has fulfilled his wish, this Dragon Lord will take his leave."


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Flatness was without a doubt the most complete ruthlessness. Yun Ting's expression became even colder as he said in a cold voice, "Alright … "Very good."

His gaze shifted as he said in a cold voice: "The Nine Prefectures Heavenly Sovereign, a mere Holy Cloud Ancient Pill actually dares to provoke you to be so persistent. Have the resources and shame of the Nine Prefectures already reached such a stage?"

"Hahahaha." The Nine Precious Heavenly Sovereign was also not angry and started laughing loudly instead … The Cloud Clan, which was on the verge of death, would only make them feel pity. However, they would no longer have the qualifications to make them angry, so this was undoubtedly the most tragic of all, "Patriarch Yun, you must be joking. How could an ancient pill be worth my Heavenly Sovereign coming to this sinful place in person? "

"Other than the Sacred Cloud Ancient Pill, this Heavenly Sovereign also wants to borrow something else from Patriarch Yun." With a smile, the Nine Precious Heavenly Sovereign slowly said, "Cloud Sky Cauldron."

"Bastard!" Yun Xiang could not hold it in anymore, he roared out in anger, and the Heavenly Dragon Thunder God Spear appeared in his hand. With a dragon's roar, lightning twined, the spear tip pointing straight into the sky, "Even if our Heavenly Cloud Tribe falls into the dust, we aren't something you have the qualifications to trample on!"

"Oh?" Lord Desolate Dragon narrowed his eyes, "Isn't this the dragon spear that my clan bestowed upon you back then? Now you're actually pointing it at this Dragon Lord, how laughable!"

The gift from back then had now become what he called "bestowed." A black light flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, the Heavenly Dragon Thunder Divine Spear in Yun Xiang's hands shook. The dragon cry became a tremble, and the spear's might plummeted.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Yun Xiang clenched his teeth, the hand holding the gun began to tremble violently.

"Scram..." Yun Ting slowly spat out a single word. Absolutely ruthless … And powerless.

"Patriarch Yun, it's best for you to think more clearly." "This Heavenly Sovereign and the Lord of the Desolate Dragon have come here personally today, how could they possibly return empty-handed?"

"Only the Thousand Rage God s would have the qualifications to punish our Heavenly Cloud Tribe." Yun Ting's face turned even darker, "Aren't you afraid of offending the Thousand Rage God s?!"

"Well said!" Not only did the Nine Winged Heavenly Sovereign and the Lord of the Wasteland Heavenly Dragon reveal not the slightest hint of fear from his words, they instead revealed mysterious smiles at the same time, "Why are we here today? Can't you, Patriarch Yun, use your brain to carefully think about it?"

Yun Ting was taken aback. Then, his face changed from black to white in an instant. "Could it be... "You all..."

"There's no point in nagging." The Great Grand Elders sighed, "Make your move."

Vicious battles would erupt in the sky above the Heavenly Cloud Tribe.

They were already prepared for such a day, but they didn't think that it would be today. They also didn't think that the other party wasn't from the Thousand Rage God s Sect, but instead the Nine Glorious Heaven Palace and the Desolate Sky dragon race.

The nine Radiant Heavenly Palace's and the Desolate Heavenly dragon race's Divine Monarch's all rushed down. The moment they started fighting, they completely suppressed the elders of the Heavenly Cloud Clan.

Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Cloud Clan was the undisputed number one hegemon of the Realm King. And those who carried the name of a criminal clan for tens of thousands of years and were "imprisoned" in this region, going through cruel punishments again and again, had long since completely declined.

At this point, neither the Nine Glorious Sky Palace nor the Desolate Sky dragon race could contend against them … Besides, both races were here.

"Patriarch Yun, it has been many years since I last experienced your divine might." Heavenly Sovereign of the Nine Prefectures said with a smile, as his fingers condensed into a sword.

Back then, when Yun Ting was still the Sovereign, the Nine Precious Heavenly Sovereign was only a junior who could only kneel before him. Now, he actually dared to display such a proud attitude in front of him.

Without a single word, Yun Ting brandished his spear and summoned a purple lightning bolt.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The instant Yun Ting and the Nine Precious Heavenly Sovereign s clashed, ten thousand lightning bolts flashed in the sky and black clouds filled the sky. The surrounding hundred kilometers of space shook intensely as the sky and earth constantly changed color.

"Ungrateful things... Accept your death! " Yun Xiang roared loudly, and went straight for the Rage Heavenly Dragon Lord.

"Hehe, you overestimate yourself." The main body of the Desolate Dragon stared downwards, not moving. Lifting its palm, it pressed down lightly.

Immediately, a three thousand meter long dragon claw appeared in the air, bringing along the lightning and smashing towards Yun Xiang.

From where the dragon claw landed, layers of black qi rippled through the space, and the black lightning surged like a tidal wave.

Yun Xiang's figure paused for a moment, but did not retreat at all. With a loud roar, he released the Profound Handle, and welcomed the attack with an even stronger might than before …

Boom — —

The sound of the collision was extremely dull and oppressive. Under the dragon claw, Yun Xiang's Divine Monarch's aura seemed to have been crushed into foam, and it collapsed without a trace. His entire person was like a meteorite that had fallen from the sky as he ruthlessly smashed onto the ground.

Yun Xiang was a level eight Divine Monarch, and he also had a blue heavenly divine power. His overall strength in the Heavenly Cloud Clan was only second to Patriarch Yun Ting.

Under the attack of the Rage Dragon Lord... He was utterly defeated!

The entire Heavenly Cloud Tribe turned pale with fright. They were still in the future when they cried out in shock. The shattered ground suddenly exploded and Yun Xiang's figure charged out like a bolt of lightning, pouncing towards the Heavenly Dragon Lord with a heaven-shaking roar and vicious aura.

But... His figure hadn't even gone ten zhang into the air before the dragon claw, which had not used up all its strength, once again fiercely rained down.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The Heavenly Dragon Thunder Divine Spear flew out of his hand. Under the terrifying peerless dark lightning, his clothes were torn apart and his entire body was dyed with blood. He flew out like a broken blood bag and smashed into the ground five kilometers away … His entire body twitched, yet he was unable to stand up immediately. It was evident that he had suffered a heavy injury.

"Xiang'er!"

"Lord Yun Xiang!"

This scene almost destroyed the faith of most of the Yun Clan clansmen. With a loud roar, Yun Ting lost his focus and was struck straight in the chest by the formation. Blood spurted into the air as he fell to the ground.

"Patriarch!" The roars from all directions became even more heart-wrenching.

The Nine Prefectural Heavenly Sovereign did not pursue him. His gaze turned towards the Ancestral Temple of the Heavenly Dipper Cloud Clan and he said to the Lord Huang Tianlong, "That place is the Ancestral Temple of the Heavenly Dipper Cloud Clan. "The Sacred Cloud Ancient Pill and the Cloud Sky Cauldron are here as well."

"Err... "Dare!" The voice of the Nine Precious Heavenly Sovereign s caused Yun Ting's pupils to constrict. This was because the most important figure in their clan, the Cloud Sky Cauldron, was indeed beneath the Ancestral Temple.

He flew up, but the moment his profound aura surged, his face paled and more than ten mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Hehe, Heavenly Sovereign's words are indeed not wrong." Lord Desolate Dragon gave a faint smile and raised his arm. The thousand feet long dragon claw that seemed to be real and illusionary smashed down on the Ancestral Temple.

"Stop... "Stop!" Yun Ting spurted blood and howled furiously …. However, he was powerless to stop it.

BOOM!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Ancient rocks were sent flying everywhere. The ancestral temple collapsed and shattered under the Dragon Claw's attack.

But at this moment, Dragon Lord's smile suddenly froze.

Under the collapsed ancient temple, three figures appeared. A man had his back facing the crowd. He was embracing an unconscious girl. A woman with a mask covering her face leaning against a stone pillar. Her posture was graceful and lazy.

The dragon claw that had easily defeated Yun Xiang was now firmly stopped in the air above them. It seemed to have deliberately stopped… However, only Master Huang Tian Long knew that his dragon claw seemed to have suddenly struck an invisible barrier. No matter what, he could not move his claw forward what so ever.

Even the pressure and destructive power of the dragon claw was completely suppressed, unable to release even the slightest bit of power.