Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"What kind of technique is this? It looks so advanced! But you're saying this thing can send us off the continent? I don't believe it. Don't tell me you're a True God?"

Zou Wuji's older brother, Zou Wuchang, saw this but failed to recognize it. Instead, he wore a mocking expression.

But while he didn't recognize it, someone else did.

Someone cried out, "A True God! It's a Lord True God! We were blind to have offended the—no, the Saint Prince! Please, Lord True God, forgive us!"

With a THUD, someone fell to their knees.

Hearing this, the faces of many stiffened.

No longer daring to act presumptuously, they all fell to their knees.

A True God, for heaven's sake.

Although Yang Xiao had previously invoked the name of the Lord Human Emperor, the Human Emperor was simply too distant from them.

His might, his temperament, his rules of conduct—everyone present was ignorant of it all.

This ignorance gave rise to different ideas.

Especially after Yang Xiao appeared, he had contended with others, fought with others, and even the Qin Family Head had personally tried to execute him, yet the Lord Human Emperor never seemed to intervene.

This gave everyone present a false impression.

Perhaps it didn't matter whether they submitted or not.

Some, like Zou Wuchang, even felt they could take the opportunity to undermine Yang Xiao. They thought that perhaps, in order to maintain his image before the Lord Human Emperor, Yang Xiao wouldn't dare to touch him.

But now, a real True God had appeared.

At this, many who thought like Zou Wuchang instantly caved and knelt.

Only the people from the Zou Family remained.

And those close to the Zou Family—the ones who had defected from Yang Xiao's camp—all looked at each other in dismay.

Even Zou Wuchang.

Even now, he refused to believe it.

That the old man before them was a True God.

He believed even less that Yang Xiao would dare to make a move against him.

'That's right, so what if he's a True God? If he wants to become the Saint Prince, he has to worry about his image in front of the Lord Human Emperor. He probably won't dare to touch me. Yes, that must be it.'

That Zou Wuchang still held such thoughts at this moment just went to show how terminally stupid he was. Yet he remained utterly oblivious, even laughing smugly again, as if he had seized upon Yang Xiao's weakness.

"Yang Xiao, I never would have thought you'd even have a True God by your side. But we of the Zou Family refuse to be your dogs. What can you do about it? Don't tell me you'd dare to kill us? If you do, I wonder how you'll explain yourself to the Lord Human Emperor?"

Zou Wuchang burst into laughter.

When he said this, the crowd had mixed reactions.

The more dim-witted ones naturally agreed with him.

Their hearts stirred, and they felt the urge to stand up and straighten their backs.

But the more perceptive ones just stared at the man, speechless.

Especially some who were close to the Zou Family; seeing this man dare to speak so brazenly when death was at his door, they were simply dumbfounded.

They immediately distanced themselves and knelt on the ground.

It was a clear attempt to disassociate themselves from him.

Seeing this, Zou Wuchang's expression turned ugly.

He actually started walking toward them, as if to condemn them.

But just then, a single sentence from Yang Xiao shook him so badly that his whole body went limp, and he nearly collapsed on the ground.

Because Yang Xiao said from above, "Since you think I don't dare to kill you, then let's put it to the test."

After he spoke, a figure with a savage grin appeared before Zou Wuchang. It was the purple-haired giant, the transformed Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon who had previously killed Zou Wuji.

"Wh-what do you want? Yang Xiao, don't you want to be the Saint Prince?"

Zou Wuchang screamed.

Yang Xiao sneered. "If a Saint Prince doesn't even dare to touch someone who openly defies him like you, then he truly is unqualified to be the Saint Prince. Besides, whether I become the Saint Prince or not isn't something even Human Emperor Xuanyuan can interfere with. How could a tiny ant like you possibly stop it? Die. I have no desire for subjects like you. You'd just lower the average IQ of all my people on the Profound Sun Continent."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon immediately broke into a grin. "As the Saint Prince commands!"

With that, he slapped down with his palm.

Zou Wuchang didn't even have a chance to resist before he was slapped into a meat paste.

He died instantly.

"Now, does anyone else dare to defy my master? If so, step forward."

The Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon snorted coldly.

In an instant, everyone lowered their heads.

Although the human form this Flood Dragon took was only at the Great Divine Power Realm, most of these people who couldn't grasp the situation weren't even at the Great Divine Power Realm themselves.

Otherwise, after seeing the Qin Family Ancestor kneel and a True God take action, how would they dare to utter a single word of dissent?

Now, being questioned so forcefully by the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon, they naturally all shrank back and knelt on the ground.

Yang Xiao swept his gaze over them and smiled faintly.

He knew he had finally done it.

From this point on, no one would dare to defy him.

"Let the Grand Sacrificial Ceremony begin! We welcome the Saint Prince, Yang Xiao, as the Common Lord of our Profound Sun Human Clan!"

The Lu Family's True God, Lu Changhe, who had reached Tier Three, roared.

Throughout the entire Profound Sun Continent, every living being heard his voice.

And the officiants Yang Xiao had arranged at the altars in various locations also began to get busy.

However, since preparations had long been made in advance, it only took a short while for the sacrificial rituals to begin at all nine hundred ninety-nine altars dedicated to worshiping Heaven and Earth across the entire Profound Sun Continent.

Speaking of which, the ability to set up nine hundred and ninety-nine altars in such a short time was all thanks to the former Immortal Dao Leader, the Vast Heaven Immortal Sect.

These altars were originally built by them for the Immortal Prayer Skill. The goal was to pray for the Immortal Realm's notice after unifying the continent, so they could ascend into it.

Therefore, their locations, sizes, and specifications were all of the highest standard.

They couldn't be more perfect for worshiping Heaven and Earth.

'If that fellow Yuan Haotian were still alive and knew that his grand plan had merely paved the way for me, he'd probably cough up blood in rage, right? A pity. His True Spirit was devoured. How could he possibly be alive?'

Yang Xiao shook his head and closed his eyes.

He began to sense the Power of the Human Heart being generated from the worship of Heaven and Earth.

He could see that within his body, the already dense Emperor Golden Light enveloping the Visible Flood Dragon began to grow richer and richer.

It grew denser every second, increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

It dyed the Visible Flood Dragon, turning it into a golden Flood Dragon.

Yang Xiao carefully comprehended this Emperor Golden Light.

An unknown amount of time passed.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

A brilliant golden light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

It seemed somewhat similar to when he had comprehended the Gold Element Origin Power, but that time, the power had been piercingly sharp. This time, it was deeply majestic.

Faintly, the Visible Flood Dragon within his body began to transform.

It turned into a terrifying Emperor Golden Dragon.

A Five-Clawed Golden Dragon!

ROAR!

A heaven-shaking dragon's roar erupted from within him.

All the people who had knelt in submission, regardless of their cultivation or strength, felt an immense might resonating within their souls at this moment.

"Long live the Saint Prince!"

Involuntarily, they began to roar.

Then, their voices converged into waves of sound that shook Heaven and Earth.

Among them, even the Tier Three True God, Lu Changhe, was affected.

As was Lu Changsheng.

Even with his profound willpower, he was horrified at this moment.

He wished he could strike now and kill Yang Xiao.

The threat this kid posed to him had suddenly increased by thousands, even tens of thousands of times.

'He absolutely cannot be allowed to live!'

A wave of killing intent erupted from Lu Changsheng.

And at that moment, as if sensing something, Yang Xiao looked over!