Chapter 1691: Two Collapsed Sovereigns

When others undergo tribulation, they write their wills one by one, embracing the thought of certain death. But this guy... he did it the day before yesterday, yesterday, and today again...

Are you bullying the Heavenly Fire Tribulation, taking advantage of it and giving it a good thrashing?

How does it feel that for others, tribulation is a matter of life and death, but for him, it's like a sightseeing trip?

In fact, it wasn't just Luo Qianzhen; the heavenly fire in the sky was also completely dumbfounded.

Damn, it's this guy!

Damn damn, it's this guy again!

Damn damn damn! It's still this guy...

Bro, can't you let me rest for a day?

Working overtime continuously is really tiring!

I was bullied in the Master Continent, and now I've run all the way to the Spirit Race, and you still come...

Everyone couldn't understand why this person could undergo the Heavenly Fire Tribulation three times, each time reaching the Sovereign level, so they shut up and hurriedly looked over.

The dark clouds in the sky rolled with flames, obscuring any human figure. At first, they were fierce to the extreme, giving a sense that heaven and earth would be destroyed.

As Zhang Xuan entered them, the dark clouds trembled incessantly, then began to shiver and convulse, and their sounds became strange.

Ten minutes later, they turned and fled, leaving only Zhang Xuan, looking satisfied, floating in the air.

Altering the meridians in the dantian and internal organs took a long time, nearly a day, but the effects were obvious; otherwise, he couldn't have cultivated so quickly and directly broken through to the Golden Body realm.

With two experiences of tribulation, this time his Golden Body acupoints opened wide, allowing the flames to burn, along with the power of thunder and lightning, and lacking no treasures. In just over ten minutes, he had piled this realm to its peak!

He circulated his power, his whole body shining with golden light, like a great Buddha.

It gave a feeling of suppressing heaven and earth.

"Why are you all gathered together?"

After finishing the tribulation, Zhang Xuan looked at the crowd before him in confusion.

Luo Qianzhen, Jiang Fangyou, Ren Qingyuan, and Luo Ruoxi should have been in four different underground caverns. Why were they all standing together watching his tribulation?

"We sensed something unusual with the Spirit Race and came over. Did you... kill all these?"

Although they had guessed it, they still couldn't believe it. Ren Qingyuan pointed at the corpses all over the ground.

"Oh, when I arrived, I saw these people discussing an attack on the human race. Thinking that I couldn't let the human race fall into danger, I found a way to lure them into a big battle. Later... it turned out like this!"

Zhang Xuan smiled.

The Spirit Race were murderous by nature. If they entered the Master Continent, countless people would die. So, although he had killed so many, he felt no burden in his heart.

"Luring them into a big battle?"

Ren Qingyuan and the others twitched their mouths.

He said it simply, but they knew the difficulty involved.

The Spirit Race experts were not fools; on the contrary, they were all shrewd and fierce, hard to deal with. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to fight the Master Teacher Pavilion for so many years without losing ground.

"It must have taken a lot of effort to lure them into a big battle, right?"

Unable to hold back any longer, Ren Qingyuan asked.

"Yes, it took me a full half hour. I feel so tired!" Zhang Xuan nodded.

Going back and forth disguising himself, imitating this one and that one, even with his abundant energy, he felt a bit fatigued after handling all this.

It indeed took a lot of effort.

"Half an hour?"

Ren Qingyuan, Luo Qianzhen, and the others suddenly felt even more tired.

Luring a hundred thousand Spirit Race members into a civil war—if it were them, it might take countless manpower and resources, at least a few months or even years... This guy did it in half an hour...

How did talking to him feel so frustrating?

Do you even understand what we're saying?

"A hundred thousand Spirit Race members—if I remember correctly, there were dozens of Immortality Realm commanders among them. Did you... kill them all?"

Jiang Fangyou couldn't help asking.

"Yes, I killed them all!"

Zhang Xuan nodded seriously: "To kill them, I even dirtied my armor several times..."

To make the disguise more convincing, he wiped his armor clean, then dirtied it again. That black armor was now stained with blood, impossible to wipe off.

"..."

Jiang Fangyou also felt very tired.

Facing dozens of Immortality Realm experts, even Teacher Yang would flee as far as he could. You killed them all without getting hurt, and you still complain that they dirtied your clothes...

How come, in an instant, it felt like these Spirit Race experts died so aggrievedly?

...

In the core of the distant ancient battlefield, inside a majestic palace.

Two middle-aged men with shining eyes sat opposite each other, raising their wine cups, looking very pleased.

"Celebrating our first alliance! May our clansmen win the first battle and reclaim our territory!"

The one on the left, wearing a golden robe, smiled.

One of the three Spirit Race sovereigns, Chen Ling Huang!

On the right was a middle-aged man in a purple robe, Chen Xing Huang.

"Well, I hope you're right." Chen Xing Huang nodded and also sent the fine wine into his throat, savoring it carefully.

It must be said that the wine prepared by Chen Ling Huang was very delicious; even as a sovereign, he didn't often get to taste it.

"Of course I'm right. Don't worry, after this matter, the human race will no longer be a threat. We will return to that fertile land and restore the glory of the Spirit Race..."

With a laugh, Chen Ling Huang was about to speak when suddenly his brows shot up, and in the blink of an eye, he dashed out.

Seeing his action, Chen Xing Huang knew something major must have happened and quickly followed.

Soon they arrived at a spacious hall.

In the room, jade tablets were arranged, floating in layers in the air, countless in number.

Before the Spirit Race army set out, they would leave a trace of each soldier's soul to form a soul jade tablet. Once the tablet shattered, it meant the person had fallen and no further search was needed.

It also facilitated notification to their families.

At this moment, under normal circumstances, once a battle began, the tablets would shatter one after another, indicating that countless Spirit Race sons had sacrificed their lives for the race, regardless of life or death!

At such times, they were heroic and glorious.

They were to be recorded in history forever, their name plaques entering the shrine.

They thought it was just normal deaths. Who knew that as soon as the two sovereigns arrived, they saw the jade tablets before them shattering one after another without stopping.

Crackle crackle! Crackle crackle! Crackle crackle crackle!

The tablets shattered with great rhythm, like drumming, or like singing, giving an unusual aesthetic feeling. Most crucially, every now and then, one or two would explode with great force, like fireworks, dazzling and splendid.

In less than a minute, the hundred thousand jade tablets floating in the room had all turned to powder, falling to the ground, not a single one left.

"Our hundred thousand soldiers..."

Chen Ling Huang's body swayed, the wine cup in his hand immediately fell to the ground. His face turned pale, full of frenzy, as if mad.

A hundred thousand elite soldiers, whom he thought could burst out of the underground cavern and turn the Master Teacher Pavilion upside down, but now... they had just formed an alliance, and probably hadn't even left the cavern, yet they were all dead...

The soul jade tablets shattered with such rhythm, such determination, such unhesitating resolve...

Who can tell me what exactly happened?

In an instant, the two sovereigns were completely dumbfounded.