When so many gods gathered together, even Chen Qian, who prided himself on his extraordinary willpower, felt a sense of suffocation.
Only when he suppressed the urge to resist welling up inside him did that feeling lessen somewhat.
After adjusting his mindset, Shen Qian took another look and realized that not all gods were enormous; some were actually quite normal-sized.
For example, before sinking, he saw an incomparably beautiful girl who looked almost exactly like a human. She was standing on a white cloud, wearing a white dress, smiling, and holding a porcelain bottle in her hand. She looked so holy.
There was also an old man with a large forehead, riding on a deer, holding a cane, with a kind and benevolent appearance, who looked much like a human.
But Shen Qian knew that was just an appearance, because in the life force they exuded, there was almost no resemblance to that of humans.
If I had to make a comparison, it would be similar to the Qi Shen I had met before, who naturally possessed an aura of looking down on all living beings and being superior.
In reality, Chen Qian, whose heart was wavering, was already considered calm among the millions of geniuses on the cloud platform. Many others, after just one glance, couldn't help but kneel down with expressions of fear.
Many also knelt in devout worship. In this era where gods ruled the heavens and the earth, no race was disrespectful to the gods.
At least on the surface, there won't be.
Shen Qian was naturally not going to kneel down. Fortunately, there were many people who were stunned by the scene and did not move, so Shen Qian was not conspicuous among them.
He glanced around but couldn't tell which one was the Moon Goddess.
At that time, the Yuezhi once said that he would know it was the moon goddess when he saw her. However, among the gods in the sky, there were quite a few with stunning appearances, but none of them gave Shen Qian the same feeling.
Just as Shen Qian frowned and pondered how to find the Moon Goddess, a thunderous sound suddenly came from mid-air and rolled down.
"I've heard that a young man from your human race severely injured my grand-disciple Zah. Where is this person?"
The cloud platform fell silent instantly. Countless geniuses from other races subconsciously looked towards the corner where the human race was gathered, and then revealed gloating expressions on their faces.
No one expected that before the battlefield of all races even opened, a god would launch an attack on the human race.
Shen Qian also raised his head, and the deity who spoke was a giant spirit standing at the lowest cloud layer.
But this giant was clearly different from the ordinary giants.
His appearance perfectly matched the typical characteristics of the giant race: a huge belly and a burly figure, with a head that appeared exceptionally small. However, this giant was hundreds of meters tall, and even though he was inconspicuous among the gods, he was still a colossus.
At that moment, he emerged from the clouds, and the sky above turned black.
Even without anyone saying a word, Shen Qian instantly realized that this was one of the original gods of the Giant Spirit Clan.
Moreover, judging from the tone of voice, the other party and Nazah have some kind of lineage relationship.
Shen Qian had not expected to encounter trouble so soon, especially from a deity.
Before Shen Qian could figure out what to do, all the human warriors who were originally standing around him, except for Yue Jun, retreated.
Whether it was Ji Wen, who was in charge, or the other ordinary martial artists, they all watched coldly, showing little sympathy for Shen Qian, who was "reaping what he sowed."
Wu Ling tried to rush over, but was held back by several geniuses from the You Clan beside her.
"So it's you? Let me see what you're capable of."
Seeing that only Shen Qian was exposed, the giant spirit seemed to understand Shen Qian's identity. After saying something indifferently, it suddenly stretched out its huge hand that covered the sky and grabbed at Shen Qian.
"Zhalie, is it a bit much for someone of your status to personally deal with a junior?"
Just as Shen Qian was frowning, another loud voice rang out between heaven and earth, causing the giant spirit god named Zhalie to pause in his actions.
A middle-aged man dressed in a yellow robe slowly emerged between Shen Qian and Zack's large hands.
"King Xuanyuan!"
Many humans bowed respectfully.
Shen Qian also realized that the middle-aged man in the yellow robe must be the leader of the Xuanyuan clan.
Judging from the aura of the other party, he was undoubtedly a genuine king-level expert, and much stronger than the Flame King Jiang Zhi.
Upon seeing the appearance of the Yellow King, Zhalie paused, but his face remained full of contempt, and he showed no intention of retracting his outstretched hand.
"Ji Ming, I only intend to punish him, not take his life. Do you also want to interfere?"
Zhalie coldly said, "You should think carefully about the consequences of this move. Originally, my Giant Spirit Clan did not want to target the Human Race in the Battle of Ten Thousand Races. You are forcing me to change my mind."
As if echoing Zhalie's words, not far from the area where the human race was gathered, the giant spirit race geniuses, who were generally several meters tall, also looked over with sinister smiles.
To be honest, the Giant Spirit Clan only had a few hundred geniuses participating in this battle of ten thousand races, which was vastly different from the number of humans, but they completely overwhelmed the humans in terms of momentum.
At least many human geniuses showed signs of apprehension.
The bloodline of the Giant Spirit Clan is many times stronger than that of the Human Clan. Although Ji Wen severely injured Zha Li with one move and Shen Qian crippled Zha He with one move, in terms of overall strength, the Giant Spirit Clan can still easily crush the Human Clan.
Especially the young man standing at the very front of the Giant Spirit Clan, whose height was nearly eight meters, his gaze alone was enough to make anyone unable to look him in the eye.
Zain, the number one genius of the Giant Spirit Clan and the eighth strongest among all races, is at the ninth level of the Divine Realm!
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