I’m Really Not A Supreme Master!

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Seeing Ao Wushuang, Light Brilliance of the Golden-Winged Peng Tribe’s Saint Master was somewhat surprised and said:

“Your surname is Ao?”

“Don’t all the members of the Celestial Tribe have the surname Tian?”

By Ao Wushuang’s side, Tian Haoqing of the Celestial Tribe cracked a slight smile and said:

“Wushuang was originally a member of the Human Race.”

Upon hearing this, Light Brilliance was even more surprised.

The Human Race?

Who in the world didn’t know, didn’t understand that the Celestial Tribe was the one that hated the Human Race the most!

“It looks like this guy is mostly just cannon fodder.”

Light Brilliance, being who he was, understood in an instant.

The Celestial Tribe was only using this member of the Human Race named Ao Wushuang; the so-called Quasi-Saint Son was nothing but a little sweetener thrown his way.

“Very well, in that case, please, Saint Heir Ao, lead the way!”

He spoke!

Immediately, Ao Wushuang began to lead the way.

The Saint Race Alliance Army swiftly charged into the Northern Desolation.

Their airships shaded the sun and covered the sky!

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Before long, as they ventured deeper, a vast and raging river began to faintly appear in the distance!

“Eh, there seems to be a big river ahead… filled with a mystical aura?”

“Just by gazing at it from afar, it gives a sense of the extraordinary!”

“A tremendous opportunity, it must be a tremendous opportunity indeed!”

In an instant, all the clans were overjoyed.

And Tian Haoqing, the acting Saint Master of the Celestial Tribe, was even more excited at this moment.

“That’s the river, the one we of the tribe figured out with every ounce of effort!”

“The key to the perfect rebirth of our Ancestor Emperor!”

He clenched his fists, unable to contain himself, and patted Ao Wushuang on the shoulder, saying:

“Wushuang, well done, very well done!”

Meanwhile, Ao Wushuang was glancing left and right.

There were too damn many people, and he was too close to the front…

He couldn’t find an escape path!

He could only grit his teeth and continue forward.

Very soon.

The full view of that big river finally came into everyone’s sight.

They were now merely a few miles away from the river.

The river was turbid, with steam rising from its surface as if it were undying!

“Hiss, this river… is really something!”

Light Brilliance of the Golden-Winged Peng Tribe’s Saint Master immediately gasped and said:

“Could this be containing the kind of aura mentioned in legends?!”

He was full of astonishment and doubt.

And at that moment, Almost-Holy Emperor Jin Changkong of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Tribe took a step forward, his eyes burning fiercely, and said:

“Indeed, it’s Yang Energy!”

“Such surging Yang Energy… To have so much of it, it’s incredible!”

“If I could acquire and refine even a bit of it, perhaps, I could take that step!”

At that moment, he couldn’t help but get excited!

“I now understand why the Snow Emperor’s War Banner has reappeared; it’s because of this river. She wants to use this river to reconstruct her body and re-emerge in this world!”

Chankong Quasi-Emperor spoke loudly!

The voice spread through the entire Saint Race Alliance Army.

Instantly, everyone was shocked.

“This river is so defiant of heaven, capable of reconstructing an Emperor’s body… Terrifying, utterly terrifying!”

“If we could get just one drop, our clans would experience development beyond our wildest imaginations…”

“This river, those who see it share in it, no one is allowed to monopolize it!”

For a moment, each of the Royal Clans, Marquis Clans, and others also began to speak out, their eyes ablaze with desire!

You have to understand, why is this world known as the Yin Realm?

It’s precisely because this domain lacks Yang Energy!

And at the ultimate end of the Saint Path, after one’s cultivation level reaches the realm of Saint Emperor, even a wisp of Yang Energy has significant uses.

And now, in this place, there actually exists such a river full of Yang Energy.

Even if a Saint Emperor were to arrive here, they would be tempted!

And while everyone was staring at that Yang Energy-filled river…

Ao Wushuang quietly moved backward!

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“I’ll go take a look first!”

A Saint Monarch of the Golden-Winged Peng Tribe took an immediate step forward, approaching that Yang Energy river!

In his eyes was sheer covetousness; by all means, he had to be the first to take a sip!

However, just as he reached the riverbank.

An aura of terror suddenly issued forth from the depths of the Great Wilderness on the other end of the river.

Boom!

That Saint Monarch was directly obliterated into a cloud of blood mist!

And at that moment, deep in the Great Wilderness, the phantom of a towering flag appeared, overshadowing the skies!

It was a tattered war banner, stained with the blood of all races, fluttering without wind, carrying an overwhelming battle intent that could intimidate the Eight Desolations!

Hiss!

Instantly, all the clans present took a sharp intake of breath.

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Their eyes were filled with unparalleled shock!

“The Snow Emperor’s War Banner!”

“Yes, the blood-colored battle flag from the Ancient Era that struck terror into the Ten Thousand Tribes… the flag of the Blood Emperor!”

“Even after millions of years, this battle flag still exudes an intimidating aura that terrifies…”

Everyone was muttering to themselves.

At this moment, the Saint Masters from the various Royal and Imperial Clans were even more grave.

“The Blood Emperor’s War Banner should not reappear, that executioner should have been completely eradicated!”

Ganglie Royal Clan’s Saint Master Zhu Zhentian’s eyes were filled with hatred!

“We must not allow that woman to be reborn, otherwise, we will prostrate ourselves as in the ancient times!”

Royal Blood Heavenly Dog Clan’s Saint Master Gou Beichi had extreme dread in his eyes!

“This river has been protected by the battle flag… To obtain this river, we must first break the battle flag!”

Tian Haoqing muttered to himself!

“Please, Quasi-Emperor, make a move!”

Golden-Winged Peng Tribe’s Saint Master Jin Yangyao even spoke out to the Chankong Quasi-Emperor!

That battle flag, a single wisp of its qi could annihilate a Saint Monarch, and looking over the field, only Chankong Quasi-Emperor had a chance!

Upon hearing this, Chankong Quasi-Emperor nodded and took a step forward.

Instantly, the aura of the Holy Path roared to life!

In his hands, a long spear appeared!

The spear seemed stained with some horrifying blood, its demeanor imposing, and as it appeared, all tribes felt an irresistible urge to kneel!

“The Celestial Peng War Spear… this is the Imperial Weapon of the Peng Emperor from the Golden-Winged Peng Tribe!”

“With the Imperial Weapon in play, the battle flag must be destroyed!”

“All of that woman’s existence will be completely vanquished today!”

The various tribes excitedly spoke!

“Blood Emperor… you should be obliterated!”

Chankong Quasi-Emperor shouted loudly!

With the Celestial Peng War Spear in hand, he unleashed a peerless surge of qi, assailing the phantom deep in the Great Wilderness!

In an instant, the qi from the Celestial Peng War Spear transformed into a terrifying shadow of a holy peng, blotting out the sky and hurtling toward its target.

In the Depths of the Great Wilderness, the great banner trembled, and a strand of qi wafted out.

As if space itself were being obliterated, the shadow of the holy peng actually perished!

Hisss!

At this moment, Chankong Quasi-Emperor’s eyes contracted, and he muttered to himself:

“I am a Quasi-Emperor holding an Imperial Weapon, and yet I can’t shake a mere inanimate object?”

“I don’t believe it!”

He gave his all, his cultivation gone wild as he transformed into the true golden-winged Peng form, unleashing his most powerful strike!

In the battle flag, a whisper that seemed to traverse through the long river of time arose:

“Those who offend my Human Race, shall be killed without forgiveness!”

Battle intent surged wildly, rolling and enveloping everything!

In an instant, the holy peng was bathed in blood, and the Quasi-Emperor was resoundingly defeated!

“Puh!”

Chankong Quasi-Emperor, his blood sprayed into the air, his face deathly pale, his entire body trembling!

“Blood Emperor… does your fighting spirit still endure?!”

He cried out with difficulty!

Behind him, the Ten Thousand Tribes were in shock!

Chankong Quasi-Emperor, invincible unless a Saint Emperor emerged, yet now, even with the aid of an Imperial Weapon, he had been easily overthrown!

How terrifying was that battle flag?

However, at that very moment.

From within the Celestial Peng War Spear, suddenly radiated Myriad Dao of light, with golden brilliance shining through the world, blindingly luminous.

A golden figure suddenly appeared!

It was a majestic man in a golden imperial robe, appearing as regal as the sun itself.

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Tribes trembled.

“Peng Emperor is invincible!”

The entire Golden-Winged Peng Tribe knelt in unison!

That was… a manifestation left by the Peng Emperor within the Celestial Peng War Spear!

It would only appear in times when the Golden-Winged Peng Tribe faced an existential crisis.

Now… it was stirred to action by the battle flag!

The Ten Thousand Tribes knelt, worshiping the manifestation of the Peng Emperor!

And the Peng Emperor, at this moment, simply lifted his eyes, looking indifferently towards that banner deep in the Great Wilderness.

“You have perished, and here remains only a dissatisfied will; what use is it today?”

“You should dissolve away, lest you compel me to take action.”

The Peng Emperor spoke indifferently, his voice like that of a sovereign from the nine heavens.

And at this moment, within the battle flag, it surged even more intensely, and a shadow suddenly stepped out.

It was a woman.

She wore a white dress, the most sacred goddess between heaven and earth.

Yet, the hem of her dress was stained with the blood of Ten Thousand Tribes!

With the appearance of this shadow…

Time and space trembled!

The ground roared!

In the Depths of the Great Wilderness, endless white bones rose up, their fighting spirit intimidating, emitting a thunderous battle cry!

“Snow Emperor is immortal, the Human Race unbowed… Those who violate my Human Race, even from afar, shall be punished!”

That was the rallying cry from the endless white bones!

Battle intent, shocking the world!

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