Ying Pi, Ying Kun, and Feng Zhan are not simple people. They are the ancestors of the Yinglong Clan and the Riyao Lihuo Phoenix Clan in the Wanling World!
Moreover, Feng Zhi and Feng Zhan are brothers.
Immediately afterward, Yingpi's gaze was as cold as ice as he stared intently at Di Shitian and the other two. His voice was icy and ruthless: "I'll give you two choices. The first choice is to obediently give up resistance, hand over the Immortal-Breaking Pearl, and then sign a slave contract."
"Secondly, we will directly conquer your Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and then slaughter your people little by little, forcing you to hand over the Immortal-Breaking Pearl."
Upon hearing this, Indra's face instantly turned to extreme rage. He roared furiously, "You're talking nonsense! Even if it means fighting to the death, I will never let you succeed!"
Seeing this, Ying Bi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and he mocked, "Just the three of you? You're merely at the quasi-immortal level, yet you dare to spout such arrogant words."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Today, I will show you the immense gap between a quasi-immortal and an immortal!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Bi suddenly stretched out a hand, and a powerful energy instantly surged from his hand. This energy quickly gathered into a small white Yinglong, which spun and danced rapidly in the air, emitting a chilling aura.
Then Ying Bi smiled slightly, and he stretched out his right hand, flicking his fingers lightly as if he had flicked away a feather.
At the same time, he uttered a single word: "Go!"
This soft shout was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.
As soon as the word was uttered, the small white Yinglong energy shot out like an arrow, rapidly flying towards Di Shitian and the other two who were struggling to resist the pressure of the immortals.
The white Yinglong energy moved with lightning speed, streaking across the sky like a meteor in an instant, its size rapidly increasing, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.
The boundless energy contained within that enormous body was like a surging ocean, instantly making the expressions of Di Shitian and the other two extremely grave.
Faced with the overwhelming white Yinglong energy, Di Shitian and his companions dared not be negligent in the slightest.
While they were doing their best to resist the terrifying pressure from the immortal, they quickly adjusted their state and prepared to join forces to cast a powerful secret technique to resist the attack of the white dragon energy.
However, at this critical moment, suddenly, a voice as loud as a great bell came from the sky, resounding throughout the entire world: "When did a lowly mortal like you dare to act so presumptuously in my Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"
The voice was like a thunderbolt, carrying unparalleled pressure, like a raging torrent, directly impacting the white Yinglong energy.
With a deafening roar, the white Yinglong energy, under the impact of this powerful sonic wave, shattered into countless fragments like a flower battered by a raging wind, and vanished into the void.
As the voice faded, everyone was astonished to find that nine figures instantly appeared in the void above the City of Watch.
These nine figures were like nine gods descending to earth, exuding an aura that made one's heart tremble.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Zhexian's expression also hardened, and he immediately looked up at the nine figures. His previously solemn face instantly broke into a smile.
The visitors were none other than the nine patriarchs of the Yuan Group, from the Great Patriarch to the Ninth Patriarch, all of whom were present.
The people of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, who should have been firmly suppressed by the immortal might of those three, suddenly felt that the powerful pressure of the three immortals vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye, like smoke.
This sudden change astonished everyone, while the many powerful figures in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths felt a great weight lifted off their shoulders, as if an immense burden had been lifted from their bodies.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhexian flew straight towards the location of the Ninth Ancestor and the others without hesitation.
He was incredibly fast, like lightning, and arrived in front of the Ninth Ancestor in the blink of an eye.
After Yuan Zhexian landed, he immediately bowed and clasped his hands, saying respectfully, "Greetings to all the venerable ancestors."
At this moment, the Third Ancestor saw this and quickly introduced Yuan Zhexian to him, saying, "Zhexian, come and greet the First Ancestor and the Second Ancestor."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhexian hurriedly raised his head and looked at the First Ancestor and the Second Ancestor. He saw that the First Ancestor had an extraordinary and heroic appearance, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and his temperament was as majestic as a rainbow, like an unshakable mountain.
However, what truly surprised Yuan Zhexian was that, despite the Great Ancestor standing right in front of him, he could not sense any fluctuation of energy aura emanating from the Great Ancestor.
The Great Ancestor was like an ordinary person, plain and unremarkable, yet he gave people a vague and ethereal feeling, as if he might disappear from Yuan Zhexian's sight at any moment.
As for the Second Ancestor, he looked like a middle-aged man with a dignified face that made people afraid to look him in the eye.
Moreover, the aura emanating from the Second Ancestor was extremely domineering, as if the entire world was under his control.
When Yuan Zhexian stood in front of the Second Ancestor, he felt as if he were being crushed by a giant mountain. The terrifying pressure made it hard for him to breathe.
Just then, Yuan Zhexian bowed again and respectfully said, "Zhexian greets the Great Ancestor and the Second Ancestor."
Although his voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of the First Ancestor and the Second Ancestor.
Upon seeing this, the Great Ancestor immediately burst into laughter.
He exclaimed happily, "Haha, Immortal! With the strength of a ninth-level Mythical Emperor, you were actually able to severely injure a first-level Immortal! Such an astonishing feat is truly amazing!"
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