When he reappeared, Yuan Zhexian had already arrived in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Arriving once again in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, gazing upon the familiar world, Yuan Zhexian was deeply moved.
Standing between heaven and earth, his terrifying divine consciousness swept across the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths like a surging torrent.
Just then, Yuan Zhexian's divine sense instantly captured the figures of Tai'a Qingcheng, Meng, Yuan Wuluo, Yuan Haoran, and others.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and then vanished from the spot in an instant, like a ghost.
Meanwhile, Meng, Yuan Wuluo, Yuan Haoran, and others were confronting a group of powerful members of the Burial Void Clan.
These powerful members of the Burial Sky Clan were all formidable, among them the young powerhouse at the fifth level of the Immortal King Realm, who was particularly arrogant.
He looked at Meng and the others with disdain and said with a sneer, "I have always heard from the ancestors of my clan that the Immortal Realm is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources, with countless geniuses and prodigies."
"But seeing it today has truly disappointed me!"
His words were full of sarcasm and contempt, and he continued, "Look at you all, the highest you're at is only the fourth level of the Immortal King Realm, you're nothing but a bunch of ants!"
"Oh well, never mind!"
“If you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might spare your lives.”
"After all, killing you wouldn't have been much of an achievement."
After saying that, he sighed dramatically, seemingly extremely disappointed with the strength of Meng and the others.
However, upon hearing this person's words, Meng, Yuan Wuluo, Yuan Haoran, and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, and none of them spoke.
They exchanged glances, then looked at Shen Gong simultaneously.
Shen Gongxin understood this perfectly and nodded slightly, indicating that he understood what everyone meant.
A strange smile appeared on Shen Gong's lips as he looked at the young Immortal King powerhouse in the Burial Ground and slowly said, "Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you'll let us go if we beg for mercy?"
Upon seeing this, the young Immortal King from the Burial Ground revealed a disdainful sneer. He made no attempt to hide his mockery and said, "What? You dare to question my words?"
His tone was full of arrogance and disdain, as if he didn't take Shen Gong seriously at all.
However, Shen Gong was not angry. He still smiled and said slowly, "Fellow Daoist, please accept my greeting!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly cupped his hands in a salute, his movements elegant and swift.
The moment Shen Gong bowed, an invisible force spread out like ripples.
This force, though seemingly gentle, contains immense pressure, catching people off guard.
Almost all the powerful members of the Burial Sky Clan present felt the impact of this power at the same time. Their hearts tightened suddenly, as if they were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.
Immediately afterwards, their immortal blood began to churn uncontrollably, as if it were about to burst through their blood vessels and gush out.
In an instant, the faces of the powerful members of the Burial Void Clan turned deathly pale. They all clutched their throats as a metallic, sweet taste rose in their throats.
Before they could react, mouthfuls of immortal blood gushed out like arrows, splashing onto the ground.
When the two Shen Gongs saw this scene, their faces remained expressionless, as if everything was within their expectations.
He calmly and slowly cupped his hands and bowed slightly to the powerful members of the Burial Sky Clan, displaying impeccable manners.
At that moment, a shocking scene unfolded.
Suddenly, the sky above the heavens and the earth was covered by rolling dark clouds, as if the whole world was shrouded in darkness.
Within the dark clouds, terrifying bolts of divine lightning flashed continuously, like silver snakes dancing wildly, sending chills down one's spine.
In the blink of an eye, countless bolts of divine lightning rained down on the powerful members of the Burial Sky Clan.
These divine thunderbolts were incredibly powerful; wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, producing crackling sounds.
In an instant, the dozens of powerful members of the Burial Sky Clan screamed and fell to the ground.
Their bodies were struck by divine lightning, leaving them with jagged, bloody, and gruesome wounds, making even the slightest movement extremely difficult.
The situation was slightly better for the young, fifth-level Immortal King from the Burial Void Clan who spoke up, but only relatively speaking.
He too suffered a severe injury, his body was swaying precariously, and he looked extremely weak.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Haoran burst into laughter, his laughter echoing throughout the land, filled with mockery and disdain.
"The people of the Burial Void Clan are such an ignorant bunch of fools!"
Yuan Haoran's voice was like a thunderclap, deafening.
"Without the talent and aptitude of an Emperor's Body or an Emperor-level being, you still dare to accept the ceremony from Shen Gong, who possesses a Calamity Body? You're all tired of living!"
Upon hearing these words, the young Zangkong clan expert at the fifth level of the Immortal King realm turned even paler, his face becoming extremely grim.
His brows furrowed tightly, a hint of doubt and anger flashing in his eyes, but more so a deep sense of apprehension.
Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, suddenly, a majestic voice came from afar, as if the entire space trembled slightly under the influence of the voice.
"Who dares to be so insolent as to injure a member of my Burial Sky Clan!"
Before the words were finished, more than a dozen figures rushed over like lightning and instantly appeared beside the group of injured members of the Burial Sky Clan.
The leader was a young Immortal King Realm expert from the Burial Void Clan, although his cultivation was only at the fifth level of the Immortal King Realm.
However, the terrifying aura emanating from him was on a completely different level from that of a fifth-level Immortal King.
One of the Immortal Kings from the Burial Void Clan glanced coldly at the injured fifth-level Immortal King and then rebuked him mercilessly: "Xinze, you are truly useless! You were actually injured like this by a second-level Immortal King!"
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