The Supre Lords grew serious.
They hadn't expected the center area of the Celestial Position race to be attacked by the sorcerer race.
Master Feng looked stern. This was an unforgivable omission.
The beast was black, with cracks all over its body and was more than a hundred feet long.
It was fierce and though Master Feng had pulled it out of the space crack, it was still frantically struggling on the ground. It was obviously targeting the remaining nine Godly Geniuses.
But even though it was powerful, it couldn't break free from Master Feng.
After it had struggled a while, the huge body unexpectedly started to tremble, and before anybody could react, countless tiny black dots shot out of the cracks on its body.
These black dots were actually poisonous insects.
“Watch out!”
“It's the Venomous Stinkbug!”
“Let take care of them.”
The Supre Lords had watched from the top of the stairs but hadn't acted before since Supre Lord of Oracle, Master Feng, and Supre Lord of Original Sin had taken care of everything.
The flying Venomous Stinkbugs couldn't harm the Supre Lords, but could easily poison the juniors.
These creatures that lived on the other side of the world were most proficient in spells, curses, and poison.
The sorcerer race's attacks were very closely linked to each other this ti.
There were many of these Venomous Stinkbugs and several Supre Lords working together. How could one possibly escape?
With a light flick of Supre Lord Amritpal's finger, small balls of fire exploded inside the bodies of the Venomous Stinkbugs, turning them into ashes that scattered onto the ground.
The poisonous insects had barely been cleaned up before the space beside them cracked up once again. The Supre Lord of Original Sin had leaped out, a black object in his hands.
They could barely make out what it was, but from this distance, it appeared to be a human figure.
This 'person' had a dark body and limbs as thin as hemp. His hands were surprisingly large and held a skeleton staff. His eyes were so black, the whites were barely visible. His face was like that of a devil.
Supre Lord of Original Sin tossed this 'person' casually on the ground, unworried of him running away. It was a fact that no one could escape from Supre Lord of Original Sin.
“There's only one mber of the sorcerer race?” Supre Lord of Oracle asked.
Supre Lord of Original Sin nodded and said, “This fellow attacked this place while riding an Angel of Death.” His gaze landed on Karl's dead body that looked like a crushed sack. He frowned. He had been hoping for the universe to count on these Godly Geniuses, but one of them had just died! This was not a good sign, even though Karl was not a mber of the four great clans. “Can he be revived?” he asked.
These Supre Lords could save one's life using their thods no matter how serious the injuries were and no matter the extent to which one was poisoned.
But Karl's entire body had been crushed. He was as dead as could be, and they could only use the thod of revival to bring him back to life.
“I'll have Lester co over now!” Master Feng said gloomily. It was rare to see him like this and it seed like he was really, truly angry.
Supre Lord Lester was a very important Supre Lord of the Celestial Position race. He was also the only Supre Lord in the universe who had carried the Heavenly Destiny of Revival. He had the ans to revive people from the dead.
Supre Lord of Original Sin nodded as his gaze landed on the black figure.
The figure curled up into a ball, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, a strange smile appeared on his face. His sharp white teeth were in stark contrast with his dark skin. An unpleasant sound emanated from his throat, as if countless tals were gathered together and grating against each other. “Hahahahaha! Stop struggling! We of the sorcerer race will eventually get rid of the curse of God. You are the vermin of this universe, and we will eventually get rid of all of you!”
“Scum from the back of the world!” Supre Lord Mathias raised his hand, wanting to shatter this martial artist with a single punch.
However, Master Feng stopped him.
Master Feng was serious as he stared at the warrior coldly and said, “Your sorcerer race cannot control this round of the universe even if the entire universe is destroyed!”
“Is that so?” He began laughing uncontrollably, to the point where he began to sound crazy. “Let's not talk about whether it's our turn to control it. At least we can get God's forgiveness and dispel the curse on our bodies! Ha-ha! You all are still hoping that this bunch of brats will save you? Ridiculous!” he said as he pointed at Zen and the others.
The sorcerer race used to be a human race too.
It was said that a long ti ago, the sorcerer race had offended God and had been cursed by Him, which was why they had begun to look so evil and horrible.
There was no way to verify if the legend was true or not. The real reason was probably only recorded within the sorcerer race.
“Well, I haven't used soul searching in a long ti,” Master Feng said, without a trace of emotion.
This sorcerer had ridden an Angel of Death and made a surprise attack. He was already prepared to sacrifice himself by killing soone inside the Celestial Position race in the presence of so many Supre Lords. It was impossible for him to retreat and he was actually ready to die.
But when he realized that Master Feng would search his soul, his face betrayed his fear.
Death was fine, but no one wanted a ssed up soul.
Swoosh!
Almost instinctively, he wanted to escape.
But just a glance from Master Feng rendered him motionless, freezing him in place.
This person was a grand sorcerer of the sorcerer race, and a grand sorcerer was akin to a world lord in the universe. There was no way for him to escape.
Master Feng walked up to the grand sorcerer, a cold expression etched on his face. The sorcerer glanced at him, circles of milky white light appearing suddenly in his black eyes. His eyes beca vacant, just as they would when one's soul was searched.
The mont Master Feng searched his soul, a strange smile appeared on the grand sorcerer's blank face.
Boom!
An invisible power struck the grand sorcerer's chest as Master Feng grew angrier by the minute.
The Supre Lords couldn't understand why Master Feng had killed the sorcerer while searching his soul.
Master Feng stretched out his hand and pressed it to his forehead. With a light tap of his finger, a black snake erged from his forehead. The snake hovered around in Master Feng's hand as it hissed.
The Supre Lords were stunned as they saw the small black snake.
“Crying Soul Snake?!” This was one of the most vicious thods that the sorcerer race employed. The Crying Soul Snake was normally attached to the soul of a grand sorcerer and was not of much use. But if soone searched their soul or used the soul attack, it would trigger the Crying Soul Snake's attack.
The Crying Soul Snake's poison specifically targeted the soul. The poison was not strong but it could not be expelled once it was imrsed in the soul. It would accumulate year after year, until one day, it erupted.
This grand sorcerer knew that it would be hard for him to escape death and that Master Feng would search his soul. He had acted scared and Master Feng had almost fallen in his trap.
But Master Feng's soul form was very special. Any other Supre Lord would probably have been miserable.
Supre Lord Mathias turned purple with rage as he saw this.
He had previously just been afraid of the so-called True Gods and hadn't even considered the sorcerer race strong. But he was realizing that the sorcerer race would not be easy to deal with.
Master Feng sighed and ordered the scene to be cleaned up. Once the Angel of Death had been taken away, his eyes fell on Zen as he said, “Zen should be the target of this grand sorcerer.”
This grand sorcerer should have been hiding behind space for a long ti. When he had urged the Angel of Death to attack, his first target had been Zen.
He hadn't expected Zen to react so quickly. Zen had taken Margaret with him and dodged the attack. Unfortunately, Karl was the one who had been killed.
“You have sothing they fear.” Master Feng continued to stare at Zen and said, “No matter what it is, we need to talk about the dragon right now!”
“You an the Ancestral Dragon?” Zen, however, rembered that he had left the Ancestral Dragon in the fairy palace.
Master Feng shook his head, saying, “No, there are other uses for the Ancestral Dragon. It will be best if you can nurture it yourself.”
With that, Master Feng turned towards the depths of the cave. His lips moved as if he was sending a ssage to soone using his life vitality. Soon enough, soone had carried purple crystal coffins towards them.
Zen looked within them and discovered that there were a number of things moving about within the crystal coffins.
“These are the soul essences of various legendary beasts.” Master Feng continued, “It's ti to awaken the Five-clawed Golden Dragon in your body.”
The Five-clawed Golden Dragon was the leader of the nine dragons, and also the big brother that Josh had ntioned.
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