I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Chapter 353 Ancient Venerable! Come and meet your death! White Emperor City.

In the last war, this oldest city in the northern region was reduced to ruins.

The ancient race had no intention of rebuilding. The ancient sage's Zetian spaceship was located in the very center of the ruins, resembling a huge palace.

In the Zetian Hall, the ancient sage sat high on the throne, his figure as agile and elegant as a cheetah. Every muscle seemed to contain endless power, and even when he was just sitting, he exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

He casually propped his cheek with one hand, his fingers long and strong with distinct joints.

He appeared nonchalant, his eyes half-closed, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

However, those occasional glances made the core members of the ancient clan inside the hall dare not breathe.

At this very moment, the priest is divination the fate of the Northern Region.

The silver and gold weights create a stark contrast on the balance scale.

“Ancient Venerable One, the Northern Region Human Race has no hope left. Today, the loss of Nine Dragons City will lead to its utter ruin,” the priest said.

Only three weights representing the fate of the human race remain, and the scales are now completely tipped in favor of the ancient race.

In the shadows, one could sense the ancient venerable one's lips curving upwards, appearing quite satisfied.

Just then, the communication devices on the high-ranking members of the ancient clan kept beeping.

Upon receiving the message, they all appeared flustered and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What?" the Ancient Venerable asked unhappily.

No one dared to answer; they all knelt on the ground, fearing the wrath of the authorities.

The ancient sage snorted coldly, lowered his hand, and closed his eyes.

In less than a few seconds, he detected the message, and an invisible force erupted from his body, like a surging tsunami, like a raging wind that swept across the heavens and earth.

All the attendants and high-ranking officials turned pale instantly, feeling as if a towering mountain was pressing down on them.

If you don't kneel down early, your back will be crushed.

The ancient venerable opened his eyes again, his gaze instantly becoming sharp as a hawk's, landing on the priest.

"Gu, Lord Gu."

The priest was drenched in cold sweat, his breathing became incredibly difficult, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

The army led by the Obsidian Five was completely wiped out!

That was the core strength of the ancient clan, all of it gone in an instant, now only the members of this Zetian Palace remain.

All the advantages and the notion that the tide has turned into a joke.

The priest performed several divinations, none of which foresaw this outcome!

Otherwise, the Ancient Venerable would have killed Shen Mingwei at the last moment, no matter what.

The ancient sage's originally deep and majestic eyes were now filled with anger.

He slowly raised a finger, the movement seemingly slow but carrying an undeniable determination.

"Lord Gu Zun!"

The priest was filled with despair, knowing that death was imminent, yet he dared not put up any resistance.

If they resist, the consequences will be far worse than death.

A flash of light appeared at his fingertips, and a thick, python-like black lightning bolt roared out like a raging dragon breaking free of its shackles.

Before the priest could even utter a cry of alarm, lightning was already upon him.

That terrifying force instantly tore his body apart, shattering it into countless pieces of flesh, with blood splattering and leaving shocking marks on the palace walls and floor.

The ancient clan struck again, destroying Tianji Pinghe and all the other factors.

He once believed in fate, but fate betrayed him.

He only trusts himself now.

……

The monk Tianmeng ran back to Baidi City and only felt at ease when he saw the Zetian spaceship.

With the Ancient Venerable here, even if Shen Ming is a king, he wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

"There is still hope; we haven't lost yet."

The Divine Monk Tianmeng told himself that as long as the strongest warrior had not fallen, there was still a chance to fight back.

Ok?

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound came from not far away.

The sound was like thunder from the heavens, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding air.

The monk Tianmeng looked up in astonishment and saw a dazzling light streak across the sky like a shooting star.

As the distance closed, his tall and handsome figure gradually became clearer, exuding a sharp and imposing aura.

"He, he really dares to come?!" The monk Tianmeng was startled.

Shen Ming's battle suit fluttered in the wind, creating dazzling lightning as it rubbed against the air at high speed.

Her long hair danced wildly in the wind, like black flames burning.

He arrived with dazzling light, standing alone above White Emperor City and all the ancient clans.

The monk Tianmeng recalled a few months ago, in Baidi City, when the two of them faced off like this.

At that time, Shen Ming needed to rely on the Eternal Divine Light to contend with himself.

Now, the Divine Monk Tianmeng is no match for Yijian.

The Divine Monk Tianmeng had no intention of giving up; he wanted to continue trying to confuse Shen Mingdao's mind and impress the ancient clan.

He put his hands together and began to recite the scriptures.

On the ground, a golden, radiant sacred mountain rose up, growing infinitely taller until its summit appeared at the feet of the Heavenly Monk Tianmeng.

This is his sacred mountain, where countless believers reside.

"Do you intend to bring ruin to all the human races of the Northern Region?!"

"If I don't go to hell, who will? We sacrificed ourselves for peace, so why did you provoke the ancient tribe!"

"You sinner, you are a sinner!"

These believers were so devout as to be fanatical that they were prepared to sacrifice themselves and accused Shen Ming of acting recklessly.

At the foot of Mount Ling, there are countless large cauldrons. Whenever the ancient tribes need food, they will jump into them and become sustenance.

Shen Ming frowned, his anger surging.

It's not because of these people's cursing, but because of the disgusting behavior of the monk Tianmeng.

"If you kill me, Mount Ling will collapse, and all these people will be annihilated."

The divine monk Tianmeng sat high atop the mountain, his countenance solemn and dignified, exuding an awe-inspiring righteousness.

“It’s a relief for them too,” Shen Minghan said in a cold voice.

"Their karma will also be imposed on you."

The monk Tianmeng immediately added a sentence.

He recalled the news from Little Western Paradise that Li Miaozhen had given the same answer when faced with the question of incense offerings from Buddha.

"so what?"

Shen Ming didn't use his sword; instead, he summoned the flawless Hengyu Cauldron and smashed it directly at the target.

The monk Tianmeng was both shocked and furious. How could this be?!

Faced with this situation, no one else wanted to get their hands dirty.

Shen Ming and Li Miaozhen are truly a match made in heaven.

Hengyu Ding smashed him off the mountain peak, ignoring all rules and magic arrays.

The body of the divine monk Tianmeng collapsed, and Mount Ling also crumbled.

Shen Ming didn't let him die so easily. The Hengyu Cauldron, imbued with the power of wind and thunder, once again relentlessly crushed him.

"Ancient Venerable One, save me!"

Having no other option, the monk Tianmeng had to ask the Zetian spaceship for help.

However, the spaceship did not make any movement.

It's already quite generous of the Ancient Venerable not to kill him out of spite; how could he possibly intervene to save him?

The Heavenly Monk's bones were broken, and his flesh was eroded by wind and thunder.

Amidst the agonizing cries, they were swallowed by the lightning, as if they had never been there at all.

Shen Ming retrieved the Hengyu Cauldron and looked in the direction of the Zetian spaceship.

"Ancient Venerable! Come and face your death!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, carrying the power to pierce through all obstacles.

In an instant, the sound waves swept outwards like a raging tsunami.

Inside the Zetian spaceship, the Ancient Venerable's anger erupted like a volcano, igniting the entire sky!