Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

His goal was naturally to choose the enemy forces that had the deepest grudges with him.    

He flew at high speed and soon arrived at a towering mountain peak.    

There was a towering mountain peak here. The mountain peak was surrounded by thick fog, and the surrounding air was filled with dense Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.    

All of this told the world that this was a treasure ground.    

This was a spiritual mountain that the Nine-headed Lion Clan had seized while Ao Lingchen was away from the Eastern Wastelands.    

There was also an extremely good quality spirit vein in this spiritual mountain.    

The Nine-headed Lion clan had mined quite a number of Essence Stones here, and could be considered to have gained quite a lot.    

However, today, the people in the Nine-headed Lion Clan's spirit vein were hastily packing their things, preparing to leave.    

The unforeseen event that happened in City Of Twilight had caused the Nine-headed Lion Clan's Martial Sovereigns to feel a tremendous threat. They did not dare to stay in Eastern Wastelands to mine anymore.    

When the old ancestor of the Nine-headed Lion Clan found out that Ao Lingchen had returned to the Eastern Wastelands, he immediately ordered them to quickly give up on the spirit mine and pack their things and leave.    

However, just as they were about to leave, Ao Lingchen came.    

Ao Lingchen traveled through the air amidst the fog, heading towards the spirit vein occupied by the Nine-headed Lion Clan.    

"Boom!"    

Ao Lingchen arrived near the spirit vein and looked at the numerous Nine-headed Lions clans that were hastily moving the Essence Stone and preparing to retreat.    

A powerful energy fluctuation burst out from his body. In the next second, his foot crushed a mountain in front of him. The incomparably hard mountain peak instantly turned into rocks and tumbled down into the mine.    

This movement shook all the Nine-headed Lion clans in the entire mountain range.    

When they saw this scene and the person who had just appeared, their expressions changed dramatically.    

These Martial Emperors of the Nine-headed Lion Clan had never expected that someone would dare to act so domineeringly in front of them.    

Once upon a time, someone had dared to act in such a simple and violent manner against their Nine-headed Lion Clan.    

"It's you, Ao Lingchen. What are you doing here now? We have already retreated according to your request. There is no time limit."    

In front of them was a tall and sturdy half-sage expert of the Nine-headed Lion Clan. He was holding a huge seal in his hand as he stared at Ao Lingchen with a solemn expression.    

They were extremely familiar with Ao Lingchen, from the sage ancestor to the newborn baby of the Nine-headed Lion Clan.    

Ao Lingchen had killed the younger generation of the Nine-headed Lions clan in the Pure Land and Eastern Wastelands. That bloody massacre had made the Nine-headed Lion clan immediately list him as the number one person on the must-kill list.    

That was why when Ao Lingchen appeared, all the powerful warriors of the Nine-headed Lion race present had already recognized him.    

Besides the middle-aged man who was holding the great seal, a tall and mighty warrior walked out from within the mountain range. He stood in midair like Devil God and held a black sacred spear in his hand. The true form of the Nine-headed Lion he had manifested was filled with killing intent.    

"Ao Lingchen, our Nine-headed Lion Clan is willing to retreat. As long as you are willing to let us leave, our Nine-headed Lion Clan doesn't wish to step into this storm."    

The half-step saint of the Nine-headed Lion Clan, who had come with a threatening momentum, actually gave in to Ao Lingchen.    

Ao Lingchen looked at the two half-step saints of the Nine-headed Lion Clan in front of him with an expressionless face. He didn't express anything.    

From the moment he stepped into this place, Ao Lingchen had already made his decision.    

Ao Lingchen had come to kill all the Nine-headed Lion Clans in this place. How could he let them leave with the treasures of the Eastern Wastelands?    

"As long as you are willing to let us leave, I can give you all the Essence Stone we mined here." The middle-aged Half Saint, who held the great seal in his hand, said in a low voice.    

Just now, he had received a sound transmission from the Sage Ancestor of the Nine-headed Lion Clan. He knew that Ao Lingchen had attacked the people of the three Devil Halls in the Eastern Wastelands not long ago. He had destroyed the three Devil Halls in the Eastern Wastelands and the people of the three Devil Halls. From the Half Saint realm to the ordinary cultivators, he had killed all of them.    

This Ao Lingchen was a ferocious man and a madman.    

If they provoked Ao Lingchen here, with the hatred between them, it would be difficult for them to leave this place alive.    

In order to leave this place safely, they could only choose to lower their heads and submit to Ao Lingchen.    

When the middle-aged Demigod of the Nine-headed Lion Clan spoke in a low voice, the hearts of every single Nine-headed Lion Clan member present felt as if they had been cut by a knife.    

As a member of the Nine-headed Lion Clan and an undying inheritance, when had the Nine-headed Lion Clan ever tried to lower their heads in front of a Human Clan?    

This was an insult to their Nine-headed Lion race.    

However, they had heard of Ao Lingchen's brutality and ferocity. They knew how ferocious and powerful he was.    

The pure blood of their Nine-headed Lion race, as well as the few great Saints, had all fallen at Ao Lingchen's hands. Their sage ancestor couldn't even kill Ao Lingchen to avenge the Heavenly Pride that had died in battle. This made every single one of them feel extremely aggrieved.    

However, under Ao Lingchen's threat, they could only swallow their anger and lower their heads.    

"Do you all think that I will let you leave this place alive?"    

Ao Lingchen narrowed his eyes, his pupils shooting out rays of light.    

It had to be said that these people from the Nine-headed Lion Clan were really good at Dao. They immediately gave in when they saw him, and were even willing to hand over all the Essence Stone they had mined recently to him.    

Unfortunately, from the moment Ao Lingchen appeared here, what Ao Lingchen wanted was not only to take back the Essence Stone that these people from the Nine-headed Lion Clan had seized from the Eastern Wastelands, but also their lives.    

The hatred between him and the Nine-headed Lion Clan could no longer be mediated. As long as the Nine-headed Lion Clan had the chance, those sages and old ancestors would definitely kill him with a thunderous momentum.    

Since both sides had such a relationship, how could Ao Lingchen possibly let go of these half-step Saints of the Nine-headed Lion Clan?    

"Ao Lingchen, are you really going to do something so extreme? Do you really think that our Nine-headed Lion Clan can't deal with you?"    

An ancient voice sounded from within the mountain range. An old man with snow white fur flew up and stared at Ao Lingchen with red eyes.    

This was an existence that was infinitely close to a sage. Ao Lingchen had no doubt that this person could unleash the combat strength of a sage.    

Clearly, this old man was the strongest person in the Nine-headed Lion clan's camp in the Eastern Wastelands.    

However, Ao Lingchen could see some problems with this Nine-headed Lion clan through the Reincarnation Eye.    

This person had lived for far too long. Regardless of whether it was his soul or his physical body, they had all reached the point of drying up.    

With his current condition, there was no way in the world that could stop his decline and death.    

Don't look at how powerful he was right now. He looked quite spirited, but in reality, this old man could be said to be a dead man.    

According to Ao Lingchen's inference, this old man only had a few years or even a few months of life at most. He would definitely die because of the extinguishing of the fire of life, and he would follow in his footsteps and return to earth.    

Ao Lingchen understood the situation of this old man, and he also understood why the Nine-headed Lion Clan had arranged for him to enter the Eastern Wastelands and take charge of the rest of the people in the Nine-headed Lion Clan.    

With him around, if anyone dared to have any ideas about the Nine-headed Lion Clan's mine, this dying old man would definitely take action. A final battle would erupt, and it would be an extremely glorious battle.    

With this old man's strength, even if his lifespan had already reached the point of being depleted, if he really wanted to fight with his life on the line, he would at least be able to take away a lot of Martial Emperors and Half-Saints.    

It was to the extent that if it were some relatively weaker sages, he would also be able to perish together with them.    

However, in Ao Lingchen's eyes, this person who was emitting a decaying aura was not much of a threat to him.    

Even if his opponent used up all of his life force to allow him to unleash the combat strength of a sage, Ao Lingchen would not feel any pressure at all.    

Not to mention a semi-sage, even if the Nine-headed Lion Clan had a sage guarding this place, Ao Lingchen would never let these people of the Nine-headed Lion Clan go!    

"Do it. After today, this place will be your burial ground." Ao Lingchen coldly raised the sacred spear in his hand.    

Seeing Ao Lingchen's action, the faces of all the Nine-headed Lions clansmen present turned extremely ugly.    

They never thought that Ao Lingchen would be so cruel. He actually wanted to fight them to the death. This choice had exceeded the expectations of all the Nine-headed Lions warriors.    

After all, they could make all sorts of concessions, and they were even willing to give back the Essence Stone they had obtained in the Eastern Wastelands to Ao Lingchen. They had never thought that Ao Lingchen would still be unwilling to let them go.    

"It's exactly as the old ancestor said. You are our Nine-headed Lion Clan's mortal enemy. Since you are unwilling to let us go, we will not let you go until you die. Then all we can do is fight to the death!" The elder of the Nine-headed Lion Clan, who was emitting a decaying aura, spoke in a deep voice. His tone was extremely cold.    

Ao Lingchen's choice had let him know that there was no way out for him today.    

Without any hesitation, an extremely powerful fiendish aura burst out from his body. The fluctuation of that aura was directly pressing against a sage expert.    

Almost at the same time, the other two Sacred Masters of the Nine-headed Lion Clan frantically activated their Sacred Weapons, while the other Martial Emperors also activated their sharp blades.    

Their expressions were incomparably solemn, as if they were ready to fight Ao Lingchen to the end.    

"Hahaha!" Ao Lingchen laughed loudly, then looked coldly at the people of the Nine-headed Lion Clan in front of him, "Within ten moves, if I can't kill all of you Demonic Beast, I will kill myself!"    

Even when faced with the encirclement of the Nine-headed Lion Clan, Ao Lingchen was still incomparably confident.    

Ao Lingchen knew very well that he was very strong.    

Looking at his cultivation realm, even if he wasn't the strongest living being since ancient times, it was still more or less the same.    

Being able to confront a peerless sage, he had this kind of confidence, and also this kind of strength.    

If it wasn't for him waiting for the ten days True God Qin Ying promised him, he would have long ago begun to charge into the realm of sages, advancing a hundred steps and stepping into the realm of sages, reaching the peak of perfection.    

At that time, not to mention dealing with the people of the Nine-headed Lion Clan, even Ao Lingchen was confident that he could kill the sages and ancestors of the Nine-headed Lion Clan.    

"So arrogant!" The faces of the people from the Nine-headed Lion Clan darkened.    

They were deeply provoked by Ao Lingchen's arrogant attitude.    

"All of you will see the capital of my arrogance!" Ao Lingchen's hair was fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were incomparably cold. He held the sacred spear in his hand and slashed forward.    

Ao Lingchen chose to strike first to gain the upper hand. He wanted to end this battle as soon as possible!    

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