Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 616: Wen Yuqing’s Kneel

Ancient Heroic Spirit, King Kong.

The entire battlefield quieted down. All the Demon Race of the Northern Border fell silent, like cicadas in winter. Even the Family Head of the Qin Family gasped for breath, his pupils constricting sharply as he stared fixedly at the towering figure, thousands of feet tall.

It stood like a mountain, not only physically present but also weighing heavily on everyone's hearts, imposing a suffocating pressure.

"Ancient ancestor, heed the summons from Wuxian! Please open your eyes..." Wuxian shouted, his expression filled with utmost devotion.

HUM!

The summoned Heroic Spirit suddenly opened its eyes.

Streams of golden Divine Brilliance shot forth, spanning heaven and earth.

The sky rumbled as it collapsed, and the earth cracked apart in large swathes.

A mighty Divine Might swept out, blanketing the sky and earth, instantly turning the Demon Race powerhouses who were too close into dust.

Seeing this, the remaining Demon Race powerhouses showed expressions of horror and turned to flee at their fastest speed.

BANG!

Wuxian, holding a stick of incense, took a step forward.

The Ancient Heroic Spirit also advanced, its great golden hands sweeping out as it struck. At this moment, Saint Realm cultivators, Saint Kings, Quasi-Emperor Realm experts... Divine Weapons, Emperor Weapons, and everything else seemed utterly insignificant.

The golden hand that the Heroic Spirit brought down contained a Mighty Power transcending all living beings; each wisp of it was enough to shatter this sky and earth.

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat!" a Demon Race chieftain roared.

The Demon Emperor Clan had returned—the true bloodline.

He had summoned the spirit of an ancient ancestor, using his Bloodline Power as a catalyst to open the Heroic Spirit's eyes and unleash slaughter upon heaven and earth.

WHOOSH!

All the Demon Race retreated from the battlefield like a swarm of locusts.

They were filled with immense terror.

Those Demon Race members who reacted too slowly could only watch helplessly as the golden hand came crashing down, awaiting death.

Of course, they screamed and cried out, trying to get their kinsmen to turn back and save them.

But who would dare to turn back in the face of the Ancient Heroic Spirit's slaughter?

The White Emperor gasped. "Mad! Utterly mad! The Demon Emperor is insane to allow someone from the Demon Emperor Clan to summon an Ancient Heroic Spirit! Doesn't she realize what this means?"

The middle-aged woman accompanying her didn't understand. "What's the significance?"

"A Dharma of this level cannot act in the Nine Heavens," the White Emperor stared intently at the Ancient Heroic Spirit. "It will attract the 'Big Shots'."

"But Chen Pingping has already made his move," the middle-aged woman said, looking in that direction.

Chen Pingping has revealed too much. If he, a Saint Realm cultivator, fails to slay an Emperor Realm expert, that would be one thing; the Big Shots might just treat it as watching a show. But if he succeeds... it's too terrifying. A Saint Realm cultivator slaying an Emperor Realm expert is an unprecedented event. The Big Shots in the Heavens would never allow Chen Pingping to continue growing.

This comment from the middle-aged woman served as a reminder to the White Emperor.

She opened her mouth slightly, her face ashen.

What was even more terrifying was that her daughter, Yue Wuxia, was still in there!

The mere thought made the White Emperor's scalp tingle.

「Human Clan Border.」

Under Mo Wuwei's deterrence, no one dared to set foot in the Demon Race region. Moreover, due to the great karmic consequences, they were even less capable of seeing the battlefield clearly.

They could only perceive a blurred image.

But now, that golden figure, thousands of feet tall, had been summoned, and everyone could see it clearly, an astonishing sight that took their breath away.

Those who knew its origins and those who did not were all shocked.

Despite the immense distance, they could still clearly feel the terrifying oppression, as if multiple Mount Tais were pressing down on their chests, leaving them breathless.

BANG!

Above the firmament, a crack suddenly appeared, emitting wisps of ancient Divine Power.

It's here! The White Emperor's pupils constricted.

But strangely, the crack slowly closed again.

The White Emperor: ???

「On the Ancient Road.」

Over a hundred Golden Soldiers had gathered, each poised for battle, intently staring at the stunning figure before them: Wen Yuqing.

She was very calm. The Undying Furnace above her head burned continuously, exuding terrifying power fluctuations.

Of course, she alone could not stop over a hundred Golden Soldiers, at least not with her current cultivation realm, even wielding an Emperor Weapon.

Furthermore, their "Big Shot" had already arrived and had just opened a Void crack, preparing to head to the Northern Border's Demon Race to sever all karmic ties.

But no one expected Wen Yuqing to suddenly kneel.

A breeze swept by, her long dress fluttering, her luscious black hair cascading to her waist. She bowed her head and lowered her eyelids, her hands clasped tightly before her chest.

It was this very posture, this very look, from this very calm Wen Yuqing... who, years ago, had awakened the broken sovereign of the dynasty with a "prayer."

They remembered it clearly.

At that time, Wen Yuqing had advanced alone onto the Ancient Road, only a million miles from the Ancient City. Soon, she would have been able to step inside.

Then, several Emperor Realm powerhouses emerged, intending to slay Wen Yuqing.

Accompanying them were many other terrifying experts, as well as countless Golden Soldiers.

Everyone believed Wen Yuqing was about to fall.

Several Emperor Realm powerhouses joined forces, aiming not only to destroy her body but also to completely eradicate Wen Yuqing's Divine Soul and her connection to Reincarnation.

They intended to sever all her roots.

That battle shattered five or six sections of the Ancient Road, and both the sky and the earth were torn asunder. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Wen Yuqing alone, fighting against numerous foes, unleashed her full potential, burning her very being—her physical body, Divine Soul, and Bloodline Power—transforming it all into strength.

She even summoned the spectral army of the former dynasty.

Alas, her enemies were too numerous and too powerful; several Emperor Realm powerhouses attacked relentlessly. Ultimately, after countless days and nights, Wen Yuqing was pushed to the brink of exhaustion.

Naturally, the forces dispatched from the Ancient City also suffered grievous losses as a result. Countless individuals perished, and several Emperor Realm powerhouses sustained injuries of varying severity, with one nearly being slain.

What was truly terrifying was that, at that time, Wen Yuqing had not yet achieved Tao Verification.

The Emperor Realm powerhouses realized they could not let her live. They had to kill her completely, severing Wen Yuqing's connection to Reincarnation; otherwise, even if she died, she would eventually return.

However...

Wen Yuqing, on the verge of depletion, beneath that dim sky and upon the shattered earth, silently knelt.

It was this very act of kneeling that awakened the sovereign of the former dynasty.

None of the enemies present, including the Emperor Realm powerhouses, managed to escape.

When the news spread, it shocked the entire Nine Heavens and the Ancient City.

Now, after interminable years, Wen Yuqing silently knelt once more.

Everyone was struck dumb with dread. Even the "Big Shot" who had just torn open the Void passage felt his scalp tingle and hastily closed the rift.

He appeared very young, handsome, and immaculately dressed. His body pulsed with the fluctuations of Supreme Skills—not overwhelmingly intense, yet enough to suppress all the Golden Soldiers on this Ancient Road.

A young Big Shot indeed.

He had stepped out of the Ancient City, having come to settle all karmic ties.

Despite seeing Wen Yuqing, he hadn't taken her seriously, for she seemed too weak now; he had planned to simply bypass her.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuqing, without a word, silently knelt.

In that moment, even the air seemed to freeze.

The young Big Shot's face turned pale, his body trembling slightly. Can't we discuss this properly? Why must you kneel here? he thought.

Throughout the Nine Heavens, within the Ancient City, who the heck could withstand such a kneel from Wen Yuqing?