Bab 695: 1695
Chapter 1695: It Turns Out To Be Him! . . .
"That's right, hurry, rush to Heaven to grab it. Those grandmist treasures and top-grade grandmist spiritual pills are ours!"
"Quick, there won't be anything left otherwise!"
Other Ancestors snapped to their senses and made a mad dash towards the slowly descending Heaven.
When the very first Ancestor, who had shouted earlier, reached underneath the Heaven. An enormous golden rune emerged underneath it, forming a hexagon-shaped rune pillar. As the hexagon rune pillar rotated, overwhelming destructive power surged out.
Swept by this destructive force, that mid-level Emperor Realm Ancestor was annihilated in an instant, so fast that he didn't even have the chance to scream.
Other Ancestors following him met with the same fate, and they were annihilated in a split second. No traces of them remained. In less than a second, over a dozen Emperor Realm Ancestors were erased from the world.
Seeing this, some of the Ancestors further behind quickly leaped back in dread. Even so, many Ancestors were affected by the aftershock waves. Tragic screams reverberated in the air.
Hit by the wave of aftershock, some of the Ancestors only had half of their bodies left, either horizontally or vertically. The lighter injuries involved losing a leg or two.
The body parts that were destroyed by Heaven's destructive power vanished completely, except for splatters of blood falling into the Nethersea, below.
"My arm! What's going on? My arm can't be regrown!" One of the Emperor Realm experts who lost his arm, yelled in horror.
Upon advancing to the Emperor Realm, even if their flesh was entirely destroyed, it could regrow in a short time. But now, these Emperor Realm experts' arms, legs, upper or lower torso could not be regrown!
These were permanent injuries!
These injuries would never heal!
Those Ancestors who only had half of their bodies left were howling with grief, close to running amok. Their internal organs were exposed to everyone, and it looked bloody and gory.
Other Ancestors who had wanted to rush into Heaven immediately halted after witnessing this sight, quivering slightly in fear. Their faces were deathly pale.
Several Ancestors managed to dodge the destructive power, but they nearly lost their souls after seeing the gory ending of those half a meter in front of them.
In the far distance, Desolate Giant Tai Yue's group was delighted at this sight. Amongst those Ancestors injured by the Heaven, more than a dozen of them belonged to the Massacring Gods Gate and Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe.
The Massacring Gods Gate and Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe losing more than a dozen Emperor Realm Ancestors was good news for them.
"Retards, did they really think that the grandmist treasures inside the Heaven are up for them to grab? If that was true, who would go climb the Holy Mountain's twelve floors." The Demon King Fan Hui sneered.
"Well, can't blame them for being tempted, we're talking about grandmist treasures after all. Who wouldn't be tempted? Even I was tempted just now." The Golden Lionman Wan Yutian laughed jokingly.
"Being tempted is one thing, but being stupid is another. It doesn't matter if you're stupid, but don't be stupid to the point of losing your life." Tai Yue snickered disdainfully.
During this time, the entire Heaven's building had come out from space rupture, standing tall in front of everyone.
This 'Heaven' was like an ancient temple that stood above the ninth heaven, like a supreme existence, or the lord watching everything from high above.
Everyone looked warily at 'Heaven,' and their chests filled with indescribable frustration at this moment.
"Look over there!" Suddenly a door opened from the 'Heaven,' and a golden pathway shot out straight towards a point at the peak of the Holy Mountain.
The golden light pathway was like a tunnel that connected the 'Heaven' and the peak of the Holy Mountain.
That's it—a tunnel!
It was a tunnel that connected an unknown exit on the Holy Mountain's twelfth floor to the 'Heaven.' Only through this tunnel, one could reach the 'Heaven' without being annihilated by the hexagon rune pillar's destructive power.
As everyone stared intently, a figure appeared at the top of the Holy Mountain's end of the golden light tunnel.
"It's that mysterious genius, the one who has cleared the twelfth floor!"
"Who could that mysterious genius be?!"
Undulating waves of exclamations sounded above the Nethersea.
In the last few years, everyone had been trying to guess the identity of the mysterious genius. They had speculated about which family or super force had cultivated such a genius young lord.
This mystery was about to be unraveled.
The experts of Massacring Gods Gate, Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe, Howling Moon Wolf Race, Fengdu City were all staring at the exit on top of the Holy Mountain with wide eyes. All of them wanted to see who that mysterious genius.
So were Tai Yue, Jin Yuan, Fan Hui, and Wan Yutian.
It was completely quiet above the Nethersea, and only those who were present knew the surging undercurrents.
Finally, that person had completely stepped out from the exit, standing in plain view.
At this point, everyone knew who the mysterious genius was.
"It's, it's, actually, actually him!"
Gasps and whispers of shock sounded all around, and faces stiffened with shock.
But there were four people trembling with excitement, thrilled beyond words.
"Who is he?"
"It's that Asura noble! That Asura noble who bought the Scarlet Flame Dark Qilin at the auction. He is the same Asura noble who also injured the Howling Moon Wolf Race's Young Lord Yi Qing, and also crippled the Black Ant Clan's Young Lord Liao Chengkun! How could it be him? This is too, too, too...!"
A great wave of shock swept over the various forces' experts.
The Massacring Gods Gate, Nine Yin Giant Corpse tribe, Howling Moon Wolf Race, Gu Family, Black Ant Clan, Demonic Bone Clan, and other forces who had planned to besiege and kill Huang Xiaolong after the matter of the Holy Mountain was settled, were looking extremely ugly right now.
It turned out to be him!
Before this, the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe's Old Ancestor Shi Ming was keen on winning over Huang Xiaolong to his side, and he had even promised the position of Lord Ancestor, and four treasures from the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe's treasury...
"Why is it like this? Why? Why?!"
The Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe's experts bellowed in anger.
"Really, it really is our Master! It's Master, it's our Master!" Tai Yue's eyes reddened with tears, out of joy.
"Haha, didn't I say it, it had to be our Master! Only our Master would clear the Holy Mountain's twelfth floor!" Fan Hui guffawed.
"I remember someone saying it's probably not Master, you said that." Jin Yuan burst Fan Hui's bubble.
Fan Hui blanked for a second, then pretended, "Is that so? Why don't I remember? You must have remembered it wrongly."
Tai Yue, Jin Yuan, and Wan Yutian exchanged a glance, then shook their heads in speechlessness. This was the first time they had discovered Fan Hui's thick face.
Inside the golden light tunnel, Huang Xiaolong walked step by step towards the other end, towards the 'Heaven.'
And the news that Huang Xiaolong was the mysterious genius spread like a whirlwind. The Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe and other super forces soon heard about it.
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