Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Suddenly, they saw one of the little thieves was forced back by someone because of an internal conflict.    

The three Netherworld Ghost Kings immediately vented their anger on the figure.    

"Roar!"    

"Kill!"    

The three Ghost Kings let out furious roars as they exploded forth with terrifying energy, ferociously attacking Shi Wanjun.    

"No!"    

Facing the attacks of the three Netherworld Ghost Kings, Shi Wanjun's face was filled with terror.    

In his panic, he frantically used a few of his most powerful abilities, and the Acalanātha Inferno enveloped his body.    

At the same time, Shi Wanjun's body also emanated a sage aura, as if a powerful sage mark was awakening.    

Boom!    

Three balls of flames that contained monstrous fury and the killing moves of Martial Emperors tore apart the seal of the Acala King on Shi Wanjun's body. Before the Sage Seal awakened, it smashed onto Shi Wanjun's body in a domineering manner.    

Bang!    

A cloud of bloody mist spread under their attacks.    

Outside the Netherworld Forest, Jiang Heng, Long Aotian, and the others looked at that cloud of blood mist, and their faces also revealed some heaviness.    

Shi Wanjun was dead, without a complete corpse.    

Under the assault of the three great Martial Emperors, even though it had the Sage Mark on its body, it did not have the time to revive and rescue Shi Wanjun.    

Shi Wanjun's scheme ultimately led to Shi Wanjun eating this evil fruit and being killed.    

When Long Aotian saw Shi Wanjun's tragic death, his expression became incomparably ashen.    

Shi Wanjun came with him this time. After dying in the Netherworld Forest this time, he would probably have some troubles in the future as well.    

Long Aotian and the group of demon Heavenly Prides stared fiercely at Ao Lingchen, their eyes were filled with killing intent.    

If it wasn't for the impact of the Human Clan's reincarnation, Shi Wanjun wouldn't have died so tragically.    

Even Long Aotian and the others understood that Lion Wanjun had brought this upon himself. If it wasn't for the fact that Lion Wanjun wanted to plot against Ao Lingchen and kill him at the critical moment, Lion Wanjun wouldn't have been schemed against by the other party.    

Being weaker than the other party was the most fundamental.    

However, people usually didn't like to find problems with themselves. Whenever there was a problem, they liked to seek an explanation from others.    

The angry glares of Long Aotian and the others also caused Jiang Heng and the others to erupt with a similarly powerful aura and go head to head with him.    

Ao Lingchen was the Heavenly Pride of Human Clan. Naturally, they couldn't allow Long Aotian and the others to find an opportunity to deal with him.    

Furthermore, all of this was caused by Shi Wanjun. He was the one who had ulterior motives. He wanted to plot against Ao Lingchen first, but in the end, he ended up losing himself. Who could be blamed for this?    

While Long Aotian and the others were confronting Jiang Heng and the others, Shi Wanjun exploded into a bloody mist. A mark blossomed with the might of a sage, and an extremely terrifying pressure erupted from it.    

A figure that Ao Lingchen was extremely familiar with emerged from the blood mist.    

The phantom of the Lion Ancestor appeared. It looked at the bloody mist that had turned into Li Wanjun and roared madly.    

"How dare you all kill a pure-blood of my clan?!"    

The death of the Lion Ancestor had completely enraged the Nine-headed Lion sage. The moment the gigantic phantom appeared, it viciously struck at the three Ghost Kings.    

Boundless saint aura seemed to want to destroy the three Ghost Kings.    

It was just a single mark, but the divine might that emanated from it made the three Ghost Kings feel suffocated, as if they were powerless to resist it.    

Fear appeared in the eyes of the three Ghost Kings, and they made a decision in the next second. They exploded out with terrifying power and attacked the Saint phantom in front of them.    

They clearly knew that the person they had just killed was most likely a monstrous genius with an extremely powerful background. There was a Sage behind him, and if they could not destroy this illusory figure today, they would be destroyed.    

The Sage was a terrifying existence on the same level as their ruler, the Ghost Emperor. Such an existence was absolutely not something they could contend with.    

"Go to hell!"    

The phantom of the Lion Prime Ancestor erupted with heaven-toppling holy might as he ferociously punched at the three great Ghost Kings.    

Bang!    

A deafening explosion sounded out as the three Ghost Kings were directly injured by a single punch. Their figures also became dim because of the Sage's punch.    

Even if the three Martial Monarchs joined forces, they were unable to resist the Sage's phantom at all.    

The word 'Sage' was as heavy as a divine mountain, and a wisp of the Sage's might was enough to crush the heavens.    

Under normal circumstances, even if they were attacked by a few Martial Monarchs, they would still be able to suppress it.    

The Nine-headed Lion Race's Lion Ancestor left his Sage Mark on Shi Wanjun's body, and his goal was to revive the Sage Mark when Shi Wanjun encountered a life and death crisis and protect his safety.    

Who would have thought that after Shi Wanjun was attacked this time, the Lion Ancestor's imprint wasn't able to awaken in time, causing Shi Wanjun to be directly killed?    

"Damn it, it's actually this netherworld. No wonder my revival was suppressed." Seeing the three Ghost Kings that were sent flying by him sweep through the surrounding environment, the Lion Ancestor also crazily roared.    

The Lion Prime Ancestor's gaze swept across the surroundings and looked at Jiang Heng, Ao Lingchen, Long Aotian, and the others who were outside the forest of the Netherworld. His eyes were filled with killing intent.    

He knew that even if Lion Wanjun was killed by the three Ghost Kings, the pure blood of their race had to do with these people.    

Not to mention that it had nothing to do with them, even if it had nothing to do with them, the pure blood of their Nine-headed Lion race would still die here, and the Lion Ancestor wouldn't be able to tolerate it.    

The Heavenly Pride of my Nine-headed Lion bloodline has fallen. All of you from the other races, follow me on your way as well.    

"You three dare to kill the pure blood of my clan? Then go to hell!"    

Killing intent surged in the Lion Ancestor's eyes. His huge claw streaked across the sky as he domineeringly charged at the three great ghost kings in front of him.    

He wanted to settle the score with Heavenly Dragon, Ao Lingchen, and the others. However, before that, he wanted to destroy the three killers who killed the pure-blood of the Nine-headed Lion Clan.    

Under the suppression of the holy aura, the three Ghost Kings' power couldn't even reach seventy percent of their peak.    

The giant claw that was filled with holy aura forcefully clawed at the three Ghost Kings. That movement seemed as if it was going to explode.    

After suffering such a terrifying attack, the three Ghost Kings madly attacked. They wanted to block such a terrifying attack. But, what made them despair was... Their attacks instantly shattered when they neared the sharp claw. They were simply unable to block the huge claw that was like a heavenly punishment.    

The difference between a Martial Monarch and a Sage was like the difference between the heavens and the earth. The difference between mortals and Immortals was like the difference between the heavens and the earth.    

The giant claw descended from the sky, and the eyes of the three Underworld Ghost Kings were filled with despair and terror.    

They were finished.    

In the nick of time, a dim light shot out from the depths of the Netherworld.    

Bang!    

A shocking scene occurred.    

The huge claw that descended from the sky exploded. Even the Sage Mark of the Lion Ancestor was penetrated by this dim light and directly shattered.    

A dim light actually completely destroyed the mark of a Sage.    

The power was so powerful that it caused one's heart to tremble.    

"It's the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld who is making a move."    

"What a terrifying power."    

Jiang Heng and the others looked at the dim light that shattered the seal of the Lion Ancestor with a fearful expression.    

They had never imagined that the commotion outside would actually attract the attention of that peerless expert in the depths of the Nether Forbidden Land. Moreover, that expert had even made a move.    

Even though their background was not small, they still felt quite a bit of pressure when facing that person in the depths of the Nether World.    

Before entering the pure land, their elders had mentioned several existences that they could not provoke. The Nether Ghost Emperor was one of them.    

They did not expect that the matter that they stirred up here today would actually alarm this person.    

The three great Ghost Kings who had escaped death also respectfully bowed towards the depths of the Netherworld. "Thank you, Lord Ghost Emperor, for saving my life."    

They also did not expect that because of their matter, they would actually alarm Lord Ghost Emperor in the depths of the Netherworld, and their hearts were filled with fear and trepidation.    

Before everyone could heave a sigh of relief, an extremely terrifying divine might tore through the sky and pressed down.    

The terrifying sacred might erupted, and it caused the experts in many places in the pure land to feel a bit of pressure.    

This terrifying sacred might carried heaven overflowing anger as it arrived in the air.    

"It's the Lion Prime Ancestor, what is he messing around for?"    

"This guy won't stop."    

In the Primeval City, discussions broke out as several sages revealed their might and enveloped Ancient Tai City.    

As the sages that resided in Ancient Tai City, they would display their sacred might as long as any Sacred might approached, and they warned the sages from outside.    

Apart from that, they had another thought, and that was to see what sort of chaos Ancestor Lion would cause.    

Ancestor Lion's divine might didn't approach Ancient Tai City, and it instead rushed towards the Netherworld Forest. The monstrous flames of fury actually caused the clouds above to turn a bit red, as if the Sage's Fury could affect the weather of the Pure Land.    

"This is going to be troublesome. The sage of the Nine-headed Lion Clan has personally descended."    

Feeling the pressure and pressure of a sage, the expressions of Jiang Heng and the others became incomparably heavy.    

When they saw Shi Wanjun being killed, they had also thought of this scene. However, when this scene really happened, their hearts were still somewhat heavy.    

If the sage of the Nine-headed Lion clan attacked them here, they would have no chance of resisting.    

Although they were able to fight against Martial Emperors, they would be like ants in front of the Sage, not worth mentioning at all.    

If not, the three Martial Emperors earlier wouldn't have been suppressed by the Sage Mark of Ancestor Lion to the point of being unable to resist, let alone the fact that Ancestor Lion had personally descended.    

Things would be troublesome today.    

It wasn't just Ao Lingchen, Jiang Heng, Long Aotian, and Huang Jiutian who were worried about the Lion Ancestor.    

Because the people of the Nine-headed Lion race were all crazy. They had once tried to break through to the True Dragon and Heavenly Phoenix status and wanted to become a god race on their own.    

It was just that they failed later on, but this didn't change the madness in their hearts.    

Especially since the Nine-headed Lion race had recently given birth to a pure-blooded Golden Nine-headed Lion, it made them even crazier and more passionate about planning and establishing the god race.    

However, now that Lion Wanjun was dead, it was hard to guarantee that this person would go crazy just like that.    

Who knew if he would make everyone present die together with Lion Wanjun?    

If it wasn't for the divine might enveloping them long ago, locking them down, everyone present would have fled long ago.    

While everyone was feeling uneasy, an extremely terrifying huge Nine-headed Lion stepped into the sky and appeared in the sky above the Netherworld Forest.    

The terrifying holy aura spread out in all directions, suppressing everyone.    

"Ten thousand kilograms!" The Lion Ancestor descended and looked at the blood mist that was drifting in the air. He roared madly, and a terrifying sacred might enveloped the entire world. It directly crushed some of the surrounding forests, causing the ground to crack open.    

When the Sage became angry, the heavens and earth split apart.    

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