Chapter 13 Kill the Ancient Prince

That day, the whole world was shocked. The more powerful the existence, the more they could understand the mystery. No one dared to talk about it. This is a great case of all time!
The battle between Si Shaolong and Yan Zhizi has ended.

"What secret techniques, ancient methods, and all the ones you think can defeat me? Just use them!" Si Shaolong shouted. He no longer considered Yan Zhizi as an opponent, and he would never treat an enemy defeated by him seriously.

Yan Zhizi was already in despair. How many people of the same level could break the secret techniques in his hands? However, in front of the human race's holy body, it was so unbearable.

In the confrontation between secret arts and Taoism, Yan Zhizi was unable to suppress him at all.

Will I really be reduced to a pile of dry bones under the feet of the Holy Body of the Human Race? After defeating so many enemies, it is really my turn. The road to the emperor is too cruel.

Yan Zhizi suddenly jumped up, and the fierce attack of the Red Blood Phoenix Spear came again. He turned into a flash of light at an extremely fast speed.

Si Shaolong was based in the forbidden realm of the gods, and he had already used the Xing character secret to the extreme. He was faster than Yan Zhizi. He dodged the attack of the extreme imperial weapon. In an instant, he came to Yan Zhizi's back, and the majestic fist light smashed down fiercely, crushing Yan Zhizi's last pride.

"Ah!!" Yan Zhizi could no longer control his miserable screams. He was blown into two pieces, and large pieces of blood fell. Si Shaolong held the two halves of Yan Zhizi's body in his palms and crushed them with force.

Yan Zhizi abandoned his entire body, leaving only his head and escaped in a panic.

Si Shaolong did not move. It was a majestic momentum, rising up to 90,000 miles, as quiet as the deep sea. He looked down on the world and let Yan Zhizi escape. He was not afraid of him escaping at all, and looked down at the enemy in front of him with indifference.

"I won't give up!" He didn't want to be a dead bone on the road to becoming an emperor. He had been invincible since his debut, and many geniuses had been killed by him. He was proud of being one of the strongest among the younger generation, but now, he suffered a great defeat.

Yan Zhizi turned into a ball of light and absorbed the Red Blood Phoenix Spear, the supreme imperial weapon. He wanted to make a final effort. This was a forbidden secret technique, and he really had to sacrifice himself. He had to replace the original god in the imperial weapon with his own body to carry out the conquest!
Si Shaolong did not stop him.

The Blood-Red Phoenix Spear gradually became extremely oppressive, and the majestic imperial power was spreading, as if it had really become a perfect imperial weapon. It was floating in the sky, breathing in the spiritual energy of all things. Si Shaolong's mind moved, and he felt that he couldn't let it continue to absorb and spit, lest it really capsize in the ditch.

Si Shaolong's powerful fist light attacked again, entangled with the Red Blood Phoenix Spear, and the imperial weapon temporarily possessed intelligence, fighting with Si Shaolong to madness. All kinds of secret techniques and ancient methods were brought out. Various strange phenomena appeared in the sky, and the Red Blood Phoenix Spear could not suppress Si Shaolong. Si Shaolong was not doing well either, his skin and flesh turned inside out, revealing crystal bones, and holy blood scattered all over the ground.

Finally, Si Shaolong found an opportunity, and the peerless fist light of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist blasted the connection point between the Red Blood Phoenix Spear and Yan Zhizi.

It ended. The Red Blood Phoenix Spear let out a long cry and carried Yan Zhizi's body away through the turbulent flow of time and space.

Si Shaolong did not stop it. After all, this was an ancient imperial weapon. Even if it was already incomplete, it would take a lot of effort to suppress it.

The battle was over, Si Shaolong checked his injuries. At the same time, the majestic aura of his holy body showed his unrivaled power. That arrogant aura confronted the young supreme of the God Clan.

At this moment, who dared to doubt the strength of the human race's holy body? Even the ancient prince who was carrying the incomplete ancient emperor's weapon was killed. There was no storm at all. "Who wants to fight? This place can't bear it at all. See you on the battlefield of the Heavenly Lord!" Si Shaolong left with these words and strode away.

Bei Tianya, the young supreme of the God Clan, also left, leaving only some young geniuses from various races sighing. They did not set out on the journey alone, as some of their companions also died at the final stage of the Emperor's Road.

In fact, the final stage of the Emperor's Road had been through various battles and was already in ruins. Finding another place would be enough to deal with the confrontation between the quasi-emperors. The Tianzun battlefield was the most suitable. According to legend, it was the place where an ancient Tianzun from the mythical era fell. His body turned into a rocky continent, boundless and indestructible.

The number of people who have the courage to go to the Tianzun battlefield can already be counted! The top talents want to have the ultimate contest, to defeat all enemies in the world and embark on the road to enlightenment.

The turmoil at the final stage of the Road to the Emperor has passed, and the powerful parties have reluctantly reached an agreement, leaving enough time to meet at the Tianzun battlefield one year later to fight a life-and-death battle!
Si Shaolong had no objection to this result. He had something more urgent in his heart. The battles in the past few days made Si Shaolong understand what was most needed at the moment. Those top-level geniuses definitely had weapons that were not inferior to the extreme imperial weapons and ancient imperial weapons. They usually didn't show off their abilities, but if they really had to fight to the death, these weapons would definitely cost them their lives. It would be fine if they had the supreme weapons, but if the extreme weapons and ancient imperial weapons that were fully revived really appeared, they would definitely not be able to resist.

Si Shaolong was very distressed. The Holy Body lineage had no supreme weapon to inherit because they were all destroyed in the turbulent years and could not be passed down at all.

Si Shaolong returned to Tianhuang Ancient Star and sent people to ask the Wind Clan on the Burial Emperor Star. He learned that the ancestor of the Wind Clan could no longer suppress his tribulation and would undergo a tribulation in two months. Si Shaolong calmed down his anxiety. He had a hunch that the burial place of the Great Saint Body must have something incredible.

Si Shaolong checked his Dao fruit and found that he was only one wall away from the barrier of the ninth heaven. He could vaguely feel the majestic energy in his body, as if it was just a fire away from being ignited.

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Si Shaolong began to recall the Gu Tianzun's unique skills. He knew that this matter was not simple. That majestic figure was definitely the Emperor, the supreme Emperor of Heaven! That was definitely a great case that shook the world. Luan Cang's unique skills were very powerful and had too much lethality. It was very easy to attract some terrifying things. The disaster that Gu Tianzun, who created this unique skill, encountered in his later years could not escape from that group of people. Otherwise, even his name would not have been passed down.

Si Shaolong found it terrifying just thinking about it. The ancient celestial masters could not die peacefully in their later years and instead suffered misfortunes.

A month later, someone from the Feng Clan came to invite Si Shaolong to join the Feng Clan. Si Shaolong did not refuse and went with him.

Arriving at the Feng Clan's territory, Feng Changkong still looked sad. It was obvious that he took this matter very seriously, but he was worried. No one could guarantee that the Feng Clan's ancestor would be able to successfully overcome the tribulation. Quasi-Emperor, stepping into a new height, could truly command the starry sky.

Si Shaolong did not interrupt, but just stood by quietly, and did not ask about the burial place of the Great Saint Body. The monk can escape, but the temple cannot. If Feng Changkong dared to lie to him, the Feng Clan would definitely suffer.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and a strong wind began to blow. Suddenly, a giant star slid down from the sky, dragging a bright tail.

Crack! A bolt of thunder exploded in the sky.

Feng Changkong removed all defenses. The ancestor of the Feng clan was about to face the disaster!

　Make your own way!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)