Chapter 2267 - 2226: Stirring Clouds in All Directions

The Golden Blood Boy is about to come into the world, and judging by the golden fetal light soaring into the sky, it should be more than one birth, but twins, meaning two Golden Blood Boys are about to be born.

Golden Blood Boys appear once in ten thousand years, extremely rare, and when they do, they shock the whole world, shaking the ancient times. One Golden Blood Boy is enough to make the entire Ancient Continent boil; let alone two.

For a time, clouds moved in all directions, myriad heroes gathered to compete.

Any cultivators who discovered this event gathered where the fetal light was located. The Golden Blood Boy was very dangerous before birth; if it died in the womb, it would not be a Golden Blood Boy, and the blood in its body would quickly solidify, losing its body-molding effect.

Therefore, although strong individuals gathered from all sides at this time, no one dared to approach Jiangh Churan, not even daring to get close.

Everyone stayed very civilized, like queuing up, stopped uniformly ten miles outside the courtyard where Wang Xiaoqiang rented, where the fetal light emerged, observing from a distance with divine sense, waiting for an opportunity, and no one dared to release divine thought.

After all, divine thought is not as gentle as divine sense; it's like a knife that can hurt at any time, especially a pregnant woman who has not yet reached the decline realm of heavenly beings.

If you stand ten thousand meters high, you will see a peculiar phenomenon: all paths of powerful people form a circle with a diameter of ten miles centered on a courtyard, and in the courtyard is a weak pregnant woman, along with two other equally pregnant women, and a little fatty, who is sitting in a meditation posture in the underground chamber.

Apart from Wang Xiaoqiang in the underground chamber, the four people above are surrounded by strong individuals from all paths, like four little lambs encircled by a pack of wolves.

The pack of wolves is too strong; the highest cultivation base has reached the second mold of the immortal, the lowest is in the third decline of heavenly beings, with over ten thousand individuals.

At this time, not even ten or a hundred Wang Xiaoqiang could resist, and fortunately, Wang Xiaoqiang is in the underground chamber; otherwise, he would be doomed without escape.

That night, at midnight, Jiangh Churan went into labor.

The golden light emitted by the Golden Blood Boys in the womb shone to the extreme. Those rays shot straight through the starry sky, accompanied by a painful cry from Jiangh Churan during delivery, two baby figures, gleaming like golden Buddhas, descended to the ground…

After the Golden Blood Boys were born, the golden light on their bodies suddenly burst forth, like golden bullets exploding, with thousands of rays shooting towards the sky and in all directions, illuminating the world like the sun in the sky.

These two babies, after falling to the ground, did not cry but laughed heartily, with unmatched arrogance as if mocking all of humanity, yet their laughter bore a few eerie elements like that of Maitreya Buddha.

The Golden Blood Boys, after all, are not ordinary; if they do not perish in their growth phase, they will have a golden blood body once they reach adulthood. The golden blood body is the strongest physical body; there is nothing stronger.

With the birth of precious sons, especially twins, it should have been a festive and joyful atmosphere, something worth celebrating, but because of the Golden Blood Boys' laughter, it took on a sinister tone.

With the birth of the Golden Blood Boys, the strong individuals who were waiting for an opportunity suddenly moved, like a flood bursting forth, converging from all directions.

The moving figures, densely packed, resembled gathering dark clouds, giving a feeling of black clouds pressing on a city about to crush it.

These figures came from all directions, with varied cultivation levels, both strong and weak; their cultivation levels fell between the decline realm of heavenly beings and the mold stage of the immortal, as only these realms show such enthusiasm for the Golden Blood Boys.

Cultivators in the decline realm of heavenly beings will soon need the Golden Blood Boys, while those in the mold stage of the immortal need them now, with greater and more urgent demand.

Densely packed, impossible to count how many, over ten thousand strong individuals from these two major realms rushed towards the courtyard where Wang Xiaoqiang was, already starting to fight and struggle. The stronger cultivators, seeing weaker ones running ahead, struck ruthlessly, killing with a single blow, blood curtains swaying in the night sky, lending this restless night a tint of blood.

Jiangh Churan had not yet realized the danger, staring dumbfounded at the two babies glowing with golden light after giving birth, not knowing whether to be happy or sad, of course uneasy about the laughter of the two children.

Zhou Jingzhe and Du Lingfei were beside her, equally unaware of the danger. The two women were discussing whether to inform Wang Xiaoqiang, leaving the decision to Jiangh Churan, who, not wanting Wang Xiaoqiang's previous efforts to be wasted, refused to let him know…

At that moment, the divine pressure coming from all sides already loomed over them. The divine thought pressure released by thousands of heavenly beings in decline realms and hundreds in mold stages of the immortal was undoubtedly a disaster.

The divine thought pressure, like an invisible tsunami, swept towards Little Zhang and the three women, including the two newborn children.

Little Zhang was the first to be hit, caught in the tsunami-like divine thought wave, being directly blown away, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

Next were Zhou Jingzhe and Du Lingfei, then Jiangh Churan, who were caught and blown away by the tsunami-like divine thought wave, spurting blood from their mouths as if blown away by a hurricane.

The divine thought wave finally stopped fifty meters around the two Golden Blood Boys, not closing in further, no divine thought dared touch them.

In the eyes of those strong individuals coming to compete, they were like rare treasures, held in the palm of the hand, not to be harmed.

Eventually, the divine thought wave stagnated around them, encircling the two glowing babies in the center, forming a circle of protection, though in reality, this was not protection, but possession, protection before possession.

This was the moment to divide the spoils.

Obviously, there weren't enough spoils to go around; even one drop of blood per person wasn't enough for the over ten thousand strong individuals, let alone stronger ones not allowing such division.

In the Ancient Continent, everywhere, it's the strong who rule, and any good thing is naturally preoccupied by the strong first.

That second mold stage immortal, relying on his powerful cultivation, was the first to act, moving forward through the crowd, towards the two Golden Blood Boys.

Within fifty meters at the front was a place where everyone's divine thought gathered; entering here would subject oneself to a pressure comparable to Mount Tai.

The Heavenly Being with Two Molds, among the crowd, had the strongest power. His body reconstructed after decline, he released seven divine thoughts to completely shield himself, resisting the heavy pressure like Mount Tai.

Yet upon entering the range enveloped by everyone's divine thought, his form suddenly stagnated, and his steps became tough.

He resisted the divine thought pressure from above, advancing step by step towards the two Golden Blood Boys. Know that over ten thousand divine thoughts were pressing down; even with his highest cultivation base, every step was extremely difficult when he reached twenty meters away from the Golden Blood Boys, he couldn't move further.

After resting a bit, he gritted his teeth and continued moving forward, advancing five more meters before he knelt on the ground with a thud, opening his mouth to throw out a mouthful of blood.

Then he suddenly raised his head, his hair tie coming loose, hair scattering, shouting wildly and frustratedly, "Damn you fools, if I can't get them, do you think you can?"