Boom!!!

The three Divine Valley Ancestral Kings mobilized simultaneously, unleashing a deadly attack to suppress Cao Ya and annihilate the human saint.

whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~~

Another ancient being from the Divine Valley appeared, its aura powerful and its hands forming hand seals. It stared intently at Ye Fan, the Blind Man, Duan De, the Black Emperor, Zhang Lin, and Yang Yi, not allowing them to support that ancient saint.

This is the home ground of Shenling Valley. They believe that they have the advantage of timing, location, and popular support.

The Emperor's son stared at Ye Fan, his eyes icy cold and filled with killing intent.

"What are you looking at? I'm not your father, you're not qualified to be my son," Ye Fan snorted, showing no politeness.

The Emperor's son flew into a rage, his expression turning cold, and said in a chilling voice:

"Those who slander my father deserve to die! I will exterminate all people with the surname Ye in the world!"

"Heh, anyone can talk big. You're just trash living off your father's legacy," Ye Fan scoffed.

"The Undying Emperor? Heh heh, even the Great Emperor Wushi's grave has been desecrated. He won't be allowed to rest in peace even in death." The Black Emperor chuckled.

Ye Fan and the Black Emperor exchanged words, and although they did not directly mention the Undying Emperor, their attitudes were already very clear.

What immortal emperor, what supreme god of the ancient races? In their eyes, it's all bullshit! Worthless!

He's just the biggest enemy chieftain!

His hero is my enemy!

Moreover, not all ancient races respected the Immortal Emperor.

The Fighting Holy Ape Clan, the Divine Silkworm Ridge, and others disrespected the Emperor and were at odds with many ancient races.

Of course, upon hearing Ye Fan's words to the Black Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor, as a descendant of a god, was furious, as were many ancient beings, who glared at the man and the dog.

It must be said that Ye Fan and the Black Emperor's ability to stir up hatred is unparalleled.

"Let's step back and let Cao Sheng do as he pleases," the old blind man said, gracefully retreating to observe from a distance of several dozen miles.

Ye Fan, Hei Huang, Duan De, Zhang Lin, Yang Yi, and the others also stepped back.

This move was not unexpected, because Cao Ya was a saint and wielded imperial weapons, so he did not need their help when he took action.

"I'll play a tune to entertain Cao Sheng," Yang Yi said with a smile.

Both she and the old blind man called Cao Sheng instead of the previous "Great Sage Cao," and their purpose was obvious: to confuse the ancient beings and make them mistakenly believe that Cao Ya was merely a saint.

In reality, that was a Great Sage!

Yang Yi played the jade flute lightly, without any hint of sadness; on the contrary, it was full of joy and excitement, and incredibly uplifting.

Zhang Lin looked at her with affection.

The two looked at each other, their eyes brimming with love.

"This is dog abuse," Duan De muttered.

"Woof!" Black King lunged forward with its mouth.

"Damn it, you damn dog, let go!" Duan De yelled as Hei Huang bit him again.

Ye Fan and the old blind man exchanged a knowing smile, showing no signs of tension. With the Great Sage in charge and the Supreme Emperor Weapon at their disposal, what was there to fear?

Both generations of Yaochi Saintesses, separated by more than 10,000 years, are present. If an accident occurs, the Western Emperor Tower will be mobilized, and it can rival the ancient imperial army.

In the Eastern Wilderness, there are quite a few lineages of Great Emperors.

Even the Holy Land of Yao Guang possesses an ultimate imperial weapon—the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron—to suppress its foundations and fear no ancient clans.

After Ye Fan and the others retreated, Cao Ya moved forward gracefully, seemingly fast yet slow, with a peculiar and profound quality.

"Today, we will annihilate the Valley of Gods and restore peace to the human race!"

Cao Ya shouted:

"This is the age of humanity!"

His words resonated powerfully, echoing across vast regions and shaking all living beings.

Some were excited and their blood was boiling, some sneered and disdainfully looked on, and others seemed thoughtful, gazing at Cao Ya, who was hundreds of miles away.

A master cultivator can scan with their divine sense as if the person is there in person, and even more so, they can distinguish the strands of hair.

The Emperor's son and others also retreated, leaving the battlefield to several sages.

"There's no need to worry about the supreme imperial weapons," the Heavenly Emperor's son transmitted to the Divine Spirit Valley Ancestor King, implying that their side would not lack imperial weapons either.

It's just that the time hasn't come yet.

With their minds made up, the three ancestral kings of Divine Spirit Valley leaped into the sky, looking down at Cao Ya with an arrogant air, and sneered:

"For the first time in history, a human race has waged war against the Valley of Gods. However, none of you returned. Even the Supreme Emperor Weapon could not protect you!"

"We've killed human saints before."

"kill!!!"

The last ancestral king to appear roared, and the divine sound of the Great Dao resounded. Forty-nine pairs of divine wings flapped, releasing one ancient character after another, suppressing the ten directions.

The other two Primordial Ancestral Kings also attacked, unfurling dozens of pairs of wings behind them, their endless black demonic energy surging into the sky, roaring like wild beasts as they charged forward.

These were ancient kings at the saint level. Between their fists and palms, traces of the Great Dao burst forth, becoming a blazing light of the Dao, accompanied by various divine sounds.

Every strike from the Primordial Ancestral King seemed to be the beginning of the evolution of the Great Dao, deducing the origin of the laws, containing terrifying secrets of the Great Dao, and becoming a terrifying holy war!

"The power of the Primordial Ancestral Kings... Alas, the Divine Valley certainly has the capital to be arrogant. Three such powerful Ancestral Kings are comparable to ancient saints!" someone sighed, thinking about the current state of the human race with deep concern.

Keep in mind that this is just an ancient royal family, yet it already has such a powerful ancient ancestral king. How terrifying must those royal families and uncrowned royal families be!

"That human saint is doomed!" someone concluded.

"With an imperial weapon, one won't die, but unless the imperial weapon actively revives and displays the invincible power of an ancient emperor that suppresses heaven and earth, then... that Cao Sheng will have no choice but to retreat!" Some people held different opinions.

However, everyone's opinion was basically the same: facing the siege of three ancient ancestral kings, Cao Sheng was definitely no match.

If it weren't for the imperial weapon, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to save my life.

"Overestimating themselves! That's how humans are, unable to recognize reality, pathetic and pitiful," someone sneered.

"Aren't you also a human?" a nearby cultivator retorted, unable to bear it any longer.

"You're seeing things. I've already left the human race and am now part of an ancient race. I'm no longer a lowly human. Don't use the word 'human' to humiliate me anymore," the man sneered.

"You..." Many human cultivators were furious. If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, they might have attacked on the spot to kill this traitor who had betrayed his ancestors!

The man merely snorted, showing utter disdain.

The Holy Prince was not far away, carrying his immortal iron rod, looking at the man with utter contempt.

"With a large population, there will always be scoundrels. At its peak, my Fighting Holy Ape clan had only a dozen or so members, yet we had no such traitors." The Holy Prince thought to himself, "This is one of the advantages."

Suddenly, the Immortal Iron Rod trembled again, as if it were about to revive on its own.

"What's going on?" The Holy Prince looked up at the battlefield of the Holy Ones in the sky.

In the sky.

Boom!!!

The three Divine Valley Ancestral Kings displayed their divine power, their large claws seemingly transforming into a small world within their palms, where heaven and earth were created, mountains and rivers flowed, and the profound laws of nature were evolved.

At the same time, dozens of divine wings shook out endless runes, the three ancient kings shone brightly, and emitted rumbling heavenly sounds. One after another, Dao traces rose up, like an ancient god chanting, deafeningly loud.

It truly lives up to the name "Valley of the Gods".

All living beings were filled with dread, awe-inspiring at the divine might of the Primordial Ancestral King.

"No matter what kind of saint you are, before my Divine Valley, you are nothing but an ant, which can be destroyed with a flick of the finger!"

The three ancient kings, their expressions extremely cold, coordinated perfectly as they launched a combined attack on Cao Ya. Their hands formed seals, unleashing one dazzling divine rainbow after another—strange light containing the secrets of the Great Dao's laws—which surged forward.

"die!!!"

At that very moment—

Cao Ya finally moved, flicking the magic jar with his finger. With a boom, it released a terrifying aura of an emperor, which permeated the universe and starry sky, capable of crushing all the heavens throughout the ages!