Kowloon God Emperor

The vast chaotic void.

An ancient temple, exuding an aura of eternity, floats in the chaotic void, surrounded by chaotic mist, as if a scene of the birth and death of the world emerges.

At this moment, chaotic light was lingering in the temple, the power of the Great Dao was rising, and a mysterious figure was sitting cross-legged in the temple.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, he had loose black hair, a tall and handsome figure, mysterious and majestic eyes, and a majestic imperial pressure emanating from his entire body, making him look like an unrivaled emperor who had reigned supreme for all eternity. He had an air of arrogance and an invincible aura.

"Your Highness, the Qiankun Cauldron has appeared!"

At this moment, an old man in Taoist robe with white hair and beard came in front of the figure, bowed, and spoke slowly.

"Oh? Where?"

A majestic and ethereal voice sounded.

The figure slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be two rays of divine light in his eyes that could destroy everything and penetrate everything, causing the void in all directions to tremble slightly.

This is the Supreme Temple, and he is His Highness of the Supreme Temple, Emperor Yi!

The top of the list of geniuses in all the worlds!

"Reporting to Your Highness, the Qiankun Ding is in Su Chen's hands!"

The old man in Taoist robes repeated the news.

"Su Chen? Is he the Su Chen who defeated Nie Che and won the Tianjiao Championship? Interesting!"

There was a gleam of disillusionment in Di Yi's eyes as he spoke lightly.

"Your Highness, do you need us to help?"

The old man in Taoist robes asked respectfully.

"No need! The Master has not yet ascended to heaven, so even the old Palace Master can't get any benefit! I have my own plan for this matter. There is a place that is the best place for him to be buried!"

Di Yi said lightly.

"Your Highness, are you talking about... Guixu?"

There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the old man in Taoist robes.

"Yes, it is Guixu!"

The emperor nodded, his eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through the void, and his gaze fell on a mysterious and illusory ruins.

……

The world of witch gods.

In front of a bloody abyss, several figures with terrifying auras knelt respectfully in front of the abyss, as if waiting for some kind of order.

"The Qiankun Ding has appeared. The Qiankun Ding we have been looking for for countless years has finally appeared! Send someone quickly to hunt down Su Chen and bring the Qiankun Ding back!"

An old and majestic voice sounded, as if containing unfathomable divine power, causing the sky on all sides to tremble violently.

"Yes, ancestor!"

Those figures bowed respectfully, then turned around and tore through the void, leaving the Witch God Realm directly and heading towards the outer space.

"Master? This time, you should not be able to hide your true state anymore, right? I want to see how long you can live!"

An old and cold voice sounded, containing a hint of murderous intent.

……

The underworld.

There are several golden skeletons that are thousands of feet tall, with endless deathly aura surrounding their bodies, as if they were cast in gold, with golden ghost fires flickering in their eyes. They are sitting cross-legged in an immortal black palace, with an aura that is so terrifying that it shakes the void in all directions.

"The Qiankun Ding is born!"

"The Qiankun Ding is useless to our race, but we must not let it fall into the hands of the human race. Quickly send strong men to kill Su Chen and snatch the Qiankun Ding!"

"It all depends on whether the Master can hold back this time! If he dares to attack, his death will not be far away!"

"After the Master ascends to heaven, our clan will immediately return to the divine realm!"

"..."

As the spiritual thoughts of those terrifying golden skeletons intertwined, dozens of figures with terrifying auras soon rose into the air and left the Netherworld directly.

……

The human race is in the midst of nothingness.

This is a mysterious and unknowable place. At this moment, around a huge stone platform, nine figures with unfathomable aura emerged. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, their strengths were extremely terrifying.

"The Qiankun Ding has appeared. What should we do?"

"I never thought that the Qiankun Ding would fall into Su Chen's hands. No wonder this little disciple of the Master has been so popular recently. Maybe he has inherited the Heavenly Emperor's legacy!"

"What should we do? This is a godsend opportunity. Needless to say, many of the most powerful people in the ancient myriad clans are probably ready to make a move and want to snatch the Qiankun Cauldron!"

"Seize the Qiankun Cauldron? Hehe, do you really think they are trying to seize the Qiankun Cauldron? They are just taking this opportunity to test the Master, and if the Master wants to protect Su Chen, he has to take action! You must know that the Heavenly Dao has revived, and the Master cannot keep the Heavenly Dao's power for long!"

"What should we do? Should we add fuel to the fire? This is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! As long as we can get rid of the Master, our plan can begin!"

"The more you do at this time, the more mistakes you make! Aren't you afraid of the Master's revenge? Even if the Master ascends to heaven, it won't be difficult for him to take a few of us with him before he leaves!"

"That's right! Let's observe in secret. Su Chen covets our goddess and deserves death. Even if he can escape by chance, he will definitely die in Guixu!"

"..."

The nine figures intertwined their thoughts with each other and finally reached a consensus.

Since the ancient tribes have already spread a net, they only need to wait and see. Guixu is about to open, and they dare not expose any trace of it.