Chapter 2629 - 2628: Zhu Tianmo Arrives

Above the Martial Soul Holy Palace.

Countless nine-colored points of light converged swiftly, forming the figure of Ancient Profound Venerable.

The terrifying aura demanded subservience wherever it passed.

This was simply an invincible stance.

"Congratulations to Ancient Profound Venerable for breaking through to True Immortal!"

The strong practitioners beneath the Martial Soul Holy Palace and the seated factions all knelt, their expressions respectful.

The grand momentum soared straight to the heavens.

Ancient Profound Venerable slowly closed his eyes, savoring this boundless power.

Those warriors kneeling on the ground felt their blood boiling, proud to belong to Ancient Profound Venerable’s faction.

The presence akin to a true deity brought them boundless glory!

A wait of a hundred thousand years was finally rewarded!

"This day, I’ve waited a full hundred thousand years for! The legendary True Immortal, I’ve finally broken through."

It wasn’t clear how much time had passed before Ancient Profound Venerable spoke lightly.

The tone was calm, yet it carried a domineering spirit, making anyone dare not harbor the slightest disrespect or thought of rebellion.

"Ancient Profound Venerable, we’ve lost the great battle. The ten great venerables were killed, the protector Ni Feng was killed, and our losses were severe. Forced by circumstances, we have ceased the fight," Nangong Xuan respectfully said, a level of reverence unprecedented before.

It’s simply because Ancient Profound Venerable broke through to True Immortal.

Ancient Profound Venerable’s expression remained unchanged, as if it mattered not.

"Losing doesn’t matter, just win it back," Ancient Profound Venerable said lightly, his figure slowly descending.

To Ancient Profound Venerable, the deaths were of no concern.

Ancient Profound Venerable cared only for his own power.

Having broken through the legendary True Immortal realm, Ancient Profound Venerable’s strength and status far surpassed before. The deaths were no threat to him.

Nangong Xuan furrowed his old brows slightly but said no more, nor did he dare.

Others clearly sensed something yet dared not speak.

At this moment, Nangong Xuan and his peers knew that the Ancient Profound Venerable who broke through to True Immortal realm was no longer the Ancient Profound Venerable of before.

He had changed!

No, perhaps he was revealing his true self.

"Ancient Profound Venerable, interested in joining me at the Dragon God Holy Temple?" At this time, a arrogant laugh echoed in the sky above the Martial Soul Holy Palace, Zhu Tianmo’s massive, ancient face appearing in the void.

"I am not interested," Ancient Profound Venerable smiled calmly, an air of detachment from the mundane.

"Why? Even with the breakthrough to True Immortal, you dare not act?" Zhu Tianmo’s ancient laugh echoed, laced with sarcasm.

"..." Nangong Xuan and others’ faces looked quite unpleasant.

With a wave of Ancient Profound Venerable’s hand, the massive face instantly vanished, ignoring him further.

"What’s happening with Ancient Profound Venerable?" Nangong Xuan’s heart was filled with confusion, unable to comprehend.

If it were before, Ancient Profound Venerable would have undoubtedly been furious over the killing of the Martial Soul Holy Palace’s protector and ten venerables.

Yet now, he cared not, as though it had no relation to him.

Is this truly Ancient Profound Venerable?

The Martial Soul Holy Palace was dead silent, none dared speak, even their breathing was subdued.

"Return now," Ancient Profound Venerable said indifferently.

The strong practitioners from various factions quietly departed, none dared stay; the oppressive sensation felt choking.

The earlier fervor and pride now transformed into intense fear.

They had no idea what had transpired.

"What’s with Ancient Profound Venerable? He has completely changed." In a palace, a tall, thin man frowned deeply, perplexed.

A man in a black robe looked at Ancient Profound Venerable in the square, saying, "I feel it too, as does Nangong Xuan and the others; this is not the Ancient Profound Venerable of before."

"Has the powerful force changed Ancient Profound Venerable, or is this his true face?" An handsome man was also quite puzzled.

...

Demon Domain Hall.

"Ancient Profound Venerable, I too have broken through to True Immortal. Did you think I would fear you?" Zhu Tianmo laughed coldly.

"Old Clan Leader, how did it go?" Zhu Huang asked hurriedly.

Zhu Tianmo snorted coldly, "That old fool declined and forcibly broke through my space mirror."

"The Old Clan Leader has already broken through the legendary True Immortal; dealing with Long Shi Hun and them is as simple as crushing an ant, why bring trouble upon oneself?" Elder Wuji laughed lightly.

"Indeed, Elder Wuji is right," Zhu Tianmo nodded and smiled, "That True Immortal’s strength is above mine, and he helped me break through to True Immortal. I won’t renege on my promise; if Ancient Profound Venerable doesn’t act, I’ll do it myself."

"Old Clan Leader, the Dragon God Clan killed so many of our warriors; we can’t let a single one of them go, especially that Feng Wuchen!" Zhuchenxin snarled in anger, his old eyes filled with murder.

"Rest assured, Second Elder, I’ll make them regret it, and repay them a hundredfold!" Zhu Tianmo said viciously, his old eyes narrowing into slits.

"Old Clan Leader, give the order! Annihilate the Dragon God Holy Temple!" Zhu E Hun was already impatient, eager to destroy the Dragon God Holy Temple.

"No rush, let’s watch them regret slowly. Isn’t it better for them to endure fear and despair? Killing them outright wouldn’t repay a hundredfold. I want them all to die in torment, burdened with regret and despair!" Zhu Tianmo’s face was savage.

It must be said, Zhu Tianmo is indeed a ruthless character.

"Long Shi Hun! Long Shitian! Feng Wuchen!"

Zhu Tianmo suddenly shouted across the void, his thunderous voice filled with supreme majesty, resounding throughout the Holy Realm!

A colossal face appeared above the Dragon God Holy Temple; it was Zhu Tianmo.

"Zhu Tianmo!" Jing Wushuang frowned deeply.

Long Xiaoyang and others’ faces looked rather grave, warriors already gathered in the square.

"Brother Feng, Zhu Tianmo is here," Dantong immediately transmitted to Feng Wuchen.

The three ancestors, Long Shi Hun, Long Shiyun, and Long Shitian, appeared out of nowhere above the Dragon God Holy Temple, their old faces quite solemn.

"Is Zhu Tianmo ready to act?" Nangong Xuan furrowed his brows.

Tianxianzi said gravely, "The Demon Clan suffered heavy casualties; Zhu Tianmo definitely won’t spare the Dragon God Clan."

"Zhu Tianmo also broke through to True Immortal, the Dragon God Clan is doomed this time," the Saint Soul Sect Master sneered coldly.

Water Traceless expressed indifferently, "No matter how strong the Dragon God Clan is, they are but mere insects before a True Immortal."

Rakshasa Holy Palace.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang were all trembling with fright.

Feng Wuchen was named by the master of this terrifying aura.

The entire Holy Realm’s cultivators heard Zhu Tianmo’s voice, discussing intensely.

"Are you prepared to endure my wrath?" Zhu Tianmo’s angry shout echoed again throughout the Holy Realm, each word carrying endless cold, murderous intent.

It captured the soul.

"That arrogant old thing! We should have killed him back then!" Long Shitian gritted his teeth angrily, feeling his insides churn, veins bulging on his old face.

"Whish!"

Above the Dragon God Holy Temple, an elderly figure appeared out of nowhere, an extremely terrifying aura swept fiercely.

The newcomer was Zhu Tianmo himself!

The murderous intent enveloped the entire Dragon God Realm.