Then, the Ancient Demon Lord smiled and said softly to Yuan Zhexian, "Yuan Shenzi, this incomparably powerful mythical imperial weapon, which contains endless mysterious power, rightfully belongs to you."
After all, you have taken meticulous care of me for decades, and I will always remember your kindness. Giving this to you today is a token of my gratitude for your years of care and support.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhexian's heart stirred slightly. He gazed at the ancient demon lord's sincere and magnanimous face, a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Clearly, Yuan Zhexian was very satisfied with the Ancient Demon Lord's broad mind and lofty vision.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhexian smiled slightly and said in a slow voice, "If that's the case, then thank you very much!"
After speaking, he extended his right hand and steadily accepted the mythical imperial weapon, which radiated brilliant light, handed over by the ancient demon lord.
The moment he got his hands on it, a powerful and majestic energy surge emanated from the imperial weapon, causing Yuan Zhexian's heart to tremble.
However, just when everyone thought that Yuan Zhexian would accept the item, an unexpected scene unfolded.
With a flick of his arm, Yuan Zhexian hurled the mythical imperial weapon in his hand like a meteor straight toward Yuan Haoran, who was not far away.
He then said softly, "Brother Haoran, I have been unable to bravely venture forth on this perilous path to the throne with you all these years due to my seclusion."
"Over the years, it is all thanks to you stepping forward and leading everyone through all the obstacles that we have been able to get to where we are today."
"Therefore, this mythical imperial weapon should be given to you both out of courtesy and reason."
In an instant, everyone present, including Yuan Haoran himself and the Ancient Demon Lord beside him, was stunned by Yuan Zhexian's sudden action.
Yuan Haoran was even more astonished; he never expected that Yuan Zhexian would make such a decision.
Just as he was about to decline, before he could even utter a word, Yuan Zhexian interrupted him, saying, "Alright, Brother Haoran, there's no need for further words! Let's not delay any longer, quickly perform the blood oath ceremony, lest we waste this rare opportunity!"
Then, Yuan Zhexian looked at everyone with a smile and said in a gentle but firm voice, "You all do not need to envy what others have obtained."
"As long as the opportunity arises and you encounter a treasure that truly suits you, even if it's a legendary celestial artifact, I will do everything in my power to get it for you!"
His words were like a gentle spring breeze, warming the hearts of everyone present.
These words deeply moved everyone, and a warm feeling welled up in their hearts.
They knew that Yuan Zhexian always kept his word, and that having such a powerful and loyal divine being to lead them was a great fortune and blessing.
Moreover, no one had any objection to what Yuan Zhexian had said.
Because during the time that Yuan Zhexian was away, Yuan Haoran always took the lead.
With his exceptional abilities and fearless courage, he cleared away numerous obstacles on everyone's path, enabling them to successfully reach this stage.
Therefore, everyone was filled with gratitude towards Yuan Haoran.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Haoran gripped the mysterious and powerful mythical imperial weapon tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and slowly condensed a drop of crimson essence blood.
This drop of blood essence shimmered with a dazzling light, as if it contained endless vitality and energy.
Then, Yuan Haoran carefully dripped his essence blood onto the mythical imperial weapon. In an instant, a wonderful resonance occurred between the two, radiating a dazzling brilliance.
Just then, the ancient demon lord, who had been silently observing from the sidelines, suddenly cupped his hands in farewell to everyone.
As she turned to leave, her gaze drifted almost imperceptibly to Yuan Haoran, who was completely absorbed in refining the mythical imperial weapon.
However, Yuan Haoran was completely immersed in the refining process and was oblivious to everything around him.
After much effort, Yuan Haoran finally succeeded in refining the mythical imperial weapon.
Feeling the immense power contained within the imperial weapon in his hand, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Then, Yuan Zhexian led everyone to the next level of the Imperial Road. Upon reaching the fifth level, Yuan Zhexian felt there was little point in staying there, and immediately led everyone to the sixth level of the Imperial Road...
At this moment, in the distant depths of the heavens, in a magnificent palace, the ancestor of the Taotie tribe, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
In an instant, the veins on his body bulged, each one protruding like a writhing dragon; his eyes turned bloodshot, radiating a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.
His face was twisted into an extremely ferocious and terrifying shape, as if he were enduring immense pain.
Not only that, his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.
In an instant, a terrifying aura, capable of destroying heaven and earth, erupted from the body of the Taotie ancestor like a volcanic eruption, as if it would devour the entire world.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar that resounded through the sky suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap, shaking the hearts of everyone present.
"Ahhh! Who is it? Who is so audacious as to kill the imperial prince of my Taotie clan!"
The ancestors of the Taotie tribe were enraged, their eyes blazing with fire, and their bodies radiating a chilling killing intent.
His roar was like rolling thunder, echoing endlessly in the air, sending chills down one's spine.
"No matter who it is, if they dare to lay such a cruel hand on my Taotie clan's imperial prince, I will surely annihilate their entire clan, imprison their soul forever in the endless darkness of the Nine Netherworld, and subject them to the scorching pain of raging flames!"
The words of the Taotie ancestors were filled with violence and determination, as if they could already see the tragic end of their enemies.
Just after the furious voice of the Taotie clan's ancestor was uttered, several mysterious places in the Outer Heavens simultaneously unleashed equally terrifying, world-destroying auras.
These energies intertwined and collided, forming an incredibly powerful energy storm that swept across everything around it.
At the same time, several equally earth-shattering roars followed, echoing the roars of the Taotie ancestors.
All that could be heard were bursts of angry roars rising and falling, their momentum immense, as if the end of the world had arrived.
In the blink of an eye, the ancestors of those enraged beast emperors unleashed their unparalleled divine powers. Their divine senses flashed like lightning, instantly rushing towards a seemingly deserted, secluded corner of the Outer Heaven.
However, the moment their divine senses reached that place, the originally calm space suddenly rippled, and then ten faint phantoms slowly emerged.
These ten phantom figures exuded a powerful aura, and were the ancestors of the ten ferocious beast emperor clans transformed into them.
At this moment, the ancestor of the Taotie clan spoke first without hesitation: "Everyone, our clan's imperial son was unfortunately murdered on the perilous Imperial Path. This matter must not be left unresolved!"
"We must find the real culprit and avenge our clan's imperial son!"
His tone was extremely cold, filled with boundless anger and hatred.
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