Kowloon God Emperor

The gate of Guixu.

One after another, figures rushed out from Guixu, their eyes filled with joy of surviving the calamity.

Although many people have gained considerable fortune in Guixu, Guixu is still too dangerous.

This time, millions of geniuses and evildoers from the Divine Realm entered Guixu, but most of them died, and only a few hundred thousand survived.

The demon world is even worse.

Those great forces in the divine world, the ancient races, the immortal holy places, the ancient clans, and the talented disciples of the great sects, were naturally extremely excited and happy when they were able to return safely, while those who perished among them were extremely sad.

After all, Guixu is extremely dangerous. If you want to obtain the era and fortune, you must take risks. Countless geniuses and evildoers have died.

Just when the gate of Guixu was about to close, the figures of Su Chen, Shui Liuli and others moved out from it, making Zhang Guifan, Li Qinghe and others breathe a sigh of relief, their eyes filled with incomparable joy.

Su Chen finally left Guixu safely!

"Su Chen!"

Just as Zhang Guifan and Li Qinghe went forward and wanted to say something, suddenly a cold voice exploded in the void like thunder.

Taoist Tianzai took a step forward, his eyes were extremely cold, and a cold murderous intent emanated from his body. A terrifying divine power enveloped Su Chen.

"Did you kill Emperor Yi of my Supreme Temple?"

Taoist Tianzai stared at Su Chen and said.

Everyone's heart trembled, realizing that the ancient tribes were beginning to attack.

No one expected that the Taoist of Natural Disaster would actually stand up and call Su Chen to account.

"I killed him, so what?"

Su Chen's eyes were extremely calm as he spoke slowly.

He had expected this day to come.

There were many powerful beings from the ancient tribes in front of him, all of whom had cultivation levels of at least Saint King or above. Their aura was terrifying, their murderous intent was boiling, and they were full of hostility towards him.

Especially the Taoist of Natural Disasters in front of him, who is a genuine quasi-emperor who has touched the realm of Heavenly Dao and is also the deputy master of the Supreme Temple.

"Senior Tianzai, are you going to call for an accusation? Emperor Yi colluded with the Gui Clan and wanted to murder everyone. If it weren't for Su Chen's efforts to turn the tide, the ancient myriad races and the human race would have been annihilated this time! I haven't even asked you why there are people from the Gui Clan in the Supreme Temple, are you so impatient to jump out?"

There was a hint of vigilance in Zhang Guifan's eyes. He and Li Qinghe stood on the left and right, protecting Su Chen in the center. They stared at the Taoist Tianzai and spoke slowly.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying the Taoist of Natural Disasters before him was. He was a contemporary of the Master and the Ninth Generation Human Emperor, with unparalleled talent, extraordinary combat power, and extremely terrifying strength.

Definitely not an ordinary quasi-emperor.

What happened in Guixu has already been spread out, and everyone knows exactly what Di Yi did.

Zhang Guifan and Li Qinghe also knew that the fact that Su Chen possessed the two great treasures of the Heavenly Dao would certainly attract the covetousness of countless powerful people. When the Master was still alive, the ancient races did not dare to act presumptuously, but now that the Master has ascended to heaven, the ancient races have nothing to worry about.

"Humph! Even if Di Yi is colluding with the Gui Clan, he is the heir of my Supreme Divine Temple and should be handed over to my Supreme Divine Temple for disposal. Who do you think you are to dare to decide Di Yi's life or death?"

Taoist Tianzai sneered and his eyes were extremely cold.

"Senior Tianzai is right, Su Chen. Several of my Wu clan's geniuses also died in your hands. You must give us an explanation!"

A powerful figure from the Wu clan stood up, his eyes extremely cold.

"And my Netherworld Ghost Clan!"

"And my Tianji clan, Su Chen, how dare you kill someone from my Tianji clan?"

"Today, you must give us an explanation!"

"..."

Many of the most powerful men from the ancient races stood up, each of them with an extremely cold eye filled with murderous intent. A terrifying divine power emanated from them, as if sealing off the entire world.

"Are you all from the ancient myriad races a bunch of ungrateful people?"

At this moment, Shui Liuli stood up, her face looking extremely ugly, her eyes filled with anger and indignation.

"In Guixu, Emperor Yi and the Gui Clan united to destroy the ancient city of Guixu, slaughter hundreds of millions of geniuses from both the God and Demon worlds, and devour their life essence! If Su Chen had not annihilated all of the Gui Clan at the critical moment, all the geniuses, whether it was the ancient myriad races or the human race, would have perished long ago!

Su Chen is your lifesaver, and you are ungrateful enough, but now you are trying to turn the tables on him. Do you really think that our human race is easy to bully?"

Shui Liuli was so angry that she was shaking all over. Although she guessed that the ancient clans would attack Su Chen, she did not expect that the ancient clans would be so despicable and shameless as to directly attack her without any investigation.

"Yes, I can prove it!"

Ye Yingluo stood up. Her eyes were extremely deep and there was a hint of anger in them. The elders of the Samsara Clan wanted to stop her, but they were unable to do so.

"Emperor Yi has a strange origin in his body, so he must be from the Gui clan. Shouldn't the Supreme Temple look for the reason in itself? Why did you take in the Gui clan? And you, if it weren't for Su Chen, the geniuses of your clans would have been wiped out long ago. How dare you find trouble with Su Chen now?"

Ye Yingluo's gaze swept across the Taoist of Natural Disasters and the many powerful beings of the ancient myriad clans; her eyes were extremely clear, without the slightest fear.

Many of the geniuses of the ancient races lowered their heads in shame.