Chapter 1672

Zi Chen's group of twelve stood in the space where Guardian Tomb was pointing at, waiting for the space to break open.

Behind the twelve were seventy-one ascetics. They were all in the ninth tier. This time, seventy-one ascetics had been mobilized, which was more than half of the tribe's strength.

Behind them were close to two hundred eighth-tier warriors. None of the seventh-tier warriors had come.

Looking at the gradually surging space, Shuntiandao asked, "They will come from here."

Zi Chen nodded and said, "That's right. Guardian Tomb has been confirmed. It will happen in the next few days."

Shuntiandao chuckled and said, "I've encountered a bottleneck recently. Perhaps I can use this battle to break through."

Zi Chen smiled and looked at the others. He said slowly, "You've encountered a bottleneck and are preparing to break through. What about the others?"

Shuntiandao couldn't help but feel awkward. He had come forward to speak because he wanted to be the first to fight.

Everyone's potential was about the same. In the past few years, they had been refining dragon crystals and cultivating diligently. As a result, they had broken through again and again, reaching the peak of the eighth tier.

Now, what they lacked was a bottleneck to break through. Of course, this included Zi Chen.

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In the corresponding position of this space, there were many other spaces. There were no less than ten thousand of them.

Even though Kesi had sensed the correct direction of the pureblood curse, because of the existence of these small spaces, they encountered great resistance.

Perhaps if they took a step, they would enter another space and be thousands of meters or miles away.

Sometimes, if they took a wrong step, they would arrive in another space. They might even get lost in it.

Even though the powerhouses of the Soul-devouring Race had a very deep understanding of space, they still couldn't find the location of Guardian Tomb in a short time.

Curt stood outside the space with an ugly expression. Around him was the constantly twisting power of space. In this power of space, there were many strange spaces.

In front of him, thirteen ninth-tier powerhouses of the Soul-devouring Race were busy. They were searching for the indigenous small worlds in the tens of thousands of spaces. They were very careful. Some of them took a step and disappeared. Some of them took a step and looked like they were walking in circles. It was very funny.

It wasn't difficult to search through ten thousand spaces, but the most difficult part was that the space here was disturbed by a strange power, so much so that even Ke Si couldn't accurately sense the existence of the pureblood curse.

This power was not just the power of space, but also the power of time.

"Find them. Hurry up and find them. Once we find them, I will definitely tear these aboriginals to shreds." Ke Si's voice was cold. After searching for so many days, he had already lost his original wisdom.

Behind the Soul-devouring Clan was the human army. Among them, there was no lack of Tier Nine and Tier Eight.

A bald, brawny man stood in front of the human team. He looked at the Soul-devouring Clan who were busy in front of him without any expression. The aura that naturally surged around him caused the space to tremble.

This bald burly man was none other than Xu Hou, a famous existence on the rankings in the Imperial Sky's Three Cities.

A few years ago, he had defeated the Dax Race almost single-handedly and reclaimed the human cities they had lost. After that, his already famous reputation grew.

The current Xu Hou was a hero … a hero in the hearts of all cultivators in the Imperial Heaven Region.

Now, this hero was leading everyone in a crusade against the aboriginals.

A man stood to Xu Hou's right. He was about the same height as Xu Hou and was also bald. He had a muscular body and wore battle armor. The lines of his muscles were very obvious.

His name was Wharton, and he was Xu Hou's favorite. He was also Xu Hou's number one general.

Although he was only at the peak of Tier Eight, his true battle prowess was no weaker than regular Tier Nine cultivators.

It was said that Xu Hou had put in a lot of effort to support Wharton. He had even specially sent him to a strange place to train. That was how he had achieved what he had today.

"We still haven't found them after so long. Could it be that we sensed wrongly?" A displeased voice suddenly sounded to Xu Hou's left.

This person was called Ye Ming. No one knew where he came from, but he was very powerful.

Almost all humans, including Wharton, were wary of the Soul-devouring Clan. Only this Ye Ming was not afraid of the Soul-devouring Clan. He even wanted to provoke them.

He was Xu Hou's second most powerful general, but he was no weaker than Wharton. In some aspects, he was even stronger than Wharton.

"Impossible. This matter concerns benefits. They wouldn't be so stupid," Wharton said in a low voice.

"They're not stupid. They're stupid." Ye Ming smiled coldly.

Xu Hou waved his hand and signaled for the two to shut up. He said calmly, "From now on, you're not allowed to talk about the Soul-devouring Clan."

"So what? Sir, don't think of them as so scary. Even if we find that place, facing Zi Chen and the rest, these people will die. We'll have to do it in the end."

Ye Ming said casually, "As for the distribution of benefits, these people will die in the end. What benefits do they want?"

"Don't underestimate anyone," Wharton said in a low voice.

"Of course, I won't underestimate anyone else, but that doesn't include these Soul-devouring Clan members. Wharton, believe me. Other than that pure-blooded one who's a little tricky, I can kill the other thirteen by myself," Ye Ming said confidently.

"One against thirteen? You're confident." Xu Hou glanced at Ye Ming.

"We'll find out when we have the chance." Ye Ming smiled confidently.

Ever since he had obtained the Devouring God Seal, Ye Ming's strength had increased tremendously. His battle prowess had already recovered to its peak in the outside world.

If it were not for Xu Hou's current identity, Xu Hou's name on the Eight Generals List would have been replaced by his.

At that moment, the Soul-devouring Clan's excited shouts came from the front. They had finally found that world.

As the space in front of them broke open, the space suddenly expanded. A spatial passage appeared from within, leading directly to another world.

"We found it." Everyone had a look of joy on their faces.

A group of thirteen Soul-devouring Clan powerhouses entered the spatial passage one after another. Ke Si followed closely behind.

Without waiting for Xu Hou and the rest to come up, Ke Si suddenly turned his head and smiled mockingly at them. In a flash, he entered the world passage.

Then, the world passage closed.

"Damn it."

Ye Ming was the first to realize that something was wrong. He rushed forward quickly. At the same time, a terrifying spiritual force shot out like lightning, enveloping the space and trying to stabilize it.

Unfortunately, Ye Ming was still one step too late.

The spatial passage closed before Ye Ming's eyes, and the Soul-devouring Clan members were nowhere to be seen.

"These damned things," Wharton said coldly with a gloomy expression.

According to Ye Ming, they wanted to set up these Soul-devouring Clan members, but they did not expect to be played instead.

"Can you find it?" Xu Hou's expression was also very unpleasant. He turned to look at Ye Ming.

"I don't have enough power. It's a little difficult to break open this space by force."

"I'll help you," Xu Hou said indifferently.

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After waiting for a few months, Zi Chen and the rest finally felt the intense spatial fluctuation. Clearly, the spatial barrier had been attacked by some kind of force.

"Whoosh."

A powerful force charged out of the spatial barrier and directly tore this small world apart.

Intense energy began to surge, causing the space and time in the small world to fluctuate.

A huge black hole appeared in the distorted space. The black hole spread and turned into a spatial passage. Black-robed men walked out of the passage one after another.

There were thirteen of them in total. After they appeared, they stood in two rows. Their expressions were very respectful, as if they were waiting for their leader to appear.

However, they did not expect that the leader behind the thirteen Level Nine powerhouses would be a peak Level Eight powerhouse.

As this person appeared, the pitch-black passage behind them closed. This meant that the only connection between the outside world and this world had disappeared.

Zi Chen and the others were astonished when they saw this scene.

One must know that according to their previous calculations, apart from the Soul-devouring Clan, at least three of the five major clans would appear, or other human armies would be recruited.

However, there were none. Only fourteen members of the Soul-devouring Clan had arrived.

Just as Zi Chen and the rest were stunned, the leader of the Level Eight powerhouses took a deep breath. Then, an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.

"A very pure aura. This is indeed a new world that contains extremely pure souls. Hmm, the flow of time has been forcefully changed. It seems that there should be a treasure guarding this world. Not bad, it's indeed a good place. It seems that I made the right bet this time."

Kosi muttered to himself, looking intoxicated.

Zi Chen seemed to understand why this had happened. He was sizing up the intoxicated Kosi.

Not sure if it was because of the pure-blood curse, but Zi Chen suddenly felt uncomfortable when he saw the other party.

This leader of the Soul-devouring Clan was different from many members of the Soul-devouring Clan that Zi Chen had seen before. He had a pair of bright black eyes and regular facial features. He did not look like an ugly member of the Soul-devouring Clan. Instead, he looked like a handsome human man.

He stood there. There was no power surging around him. However, the power of space was constantly twisting, imperceptibly changing the flow of time. It was obvious that he had a very deep understanding of space.

"You're Zi Chen, the first on the Soldier Ranking."

The intoxicated Keith finally noticed the people in the field, but he ignored the group of native warriors who were brimming with killing intent.

So what if the natives were of the Level Nine?

They did not take them seriously because they had plenty of methods to deal with the natives.

Kosi's gaze paused on the eleven people and finally landed on Zi Chen, who was in the center. He could feel the pure-blood curse on Zi Chen.

This was the first time he saw Zi Chen. He saw how the human powerhouses of the Imperial Sky Region looked down on him and said that he was a lucky bastard.

He had a pair of brighter eyes and a calm expression.

There were only two reasons why a human could be so calm when they saw the Soul-devouring Clan. The first reason was that they had met a fool, an idiot, or someone who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. The second reason was that they were extremely confident and had the means to not fear the Soul-devouring Clan.

Kosi did not know Zi Chen well, but he could still see that Zi Chen was not a fool. Instead, he had absolute confidence.