All the human masters present knew of the tomb keepers and their abilities.
They were the deputy gods of the human race, each of them possessing considerable power. Some of them were ascetic cultivators and were even stronger than other tomb keepers.
But who was Heath?
The ancestor had mentioned him specifically, saying he would only make his decision once Heath had returned. Most of the human masters here knew nothing of him.
Seeing as the ancestor placed such great value on him, his cultivation base and status must be something to behold. Because of this, no one dared inquire about him casually. They decided they had to show much respect for him.
The human masters waited in the Ancestral Land for three days, but the tomb keepers had still not arrived. They were all getting restless now. What if those damn witchers decided to help Darren break through to the Superior God Realm on their own?
They grew equally uneasy and terrified.
"Ancestor, when will the tomb keepers make their return?"
Lord Feng finally stood out and spoke up.
"You are getting impatient as well?"
The ancestor did not show himself. It was a guard in a black robe that responded to him.
"It's more that I can't wait to enter the abyss than anything else," Lord Feng said, his face devoid of any expression.
"Ha ha."
Someone beside him laughed disdainfully and said in a tone rife with hostility, "If you want to die, just go on with Starry Sword. I will not be joining you on that fool's errand. Humph!"
Many of them were unhappy with how Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng protected Darren. They thought to themselves that if Darren did die, perhaps there would not be such trouble now.
The situation was currently not likely to go well. It was very probable that Darren would bring disasters to all the human masters.
Lord Feng ignored the man, he had no time to waste arguing with these cowards.
"What is it? You know how wrong you are and so you will not respond?"
"You and Starry Sword are indeed famous in the illusion world. But don't think for a second that you can actually lead the human race. You still have much to learn."
"I say we punish the two of them first."
Many human masters agreed and began pointing their fingers threateningly at Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng.
They were getting more and more aggressive now, mocking and cursing. Some even released their god's senses, preparing for a fight.
Boom! Boom!
The entire square trembled as the tension rose. Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng sprung up into the air at the same time.
Lord Feng glanced down at the crowd contemptuously, and growl
ld as to utter such things in front of the black-robed guard.
Every black-robed guard in the Ancestral Land came from the supreme gods' cemetery. They themselves were once powerful tomb keepers.
"Then ready your first move. Let's play your little game," agreed the guard.
Lord Feng was poised to attack when he felt the strong aura coming off the black-robed guard.
A patterned spear suddenly materialized in his hand. He stabbed the guard with a heavy one-handed thrust.
The light on the tip of the spear circulated and the god's power fluctuated around it. The space the spear passed through rippled out like water.
This was the real human land, a world containing the chaotic energy. Lord Feng's spear could twist and fluctuate the fabric of space and this astonished everyone present.
The guard in the black robe wore a mask of seriousness, remaining sturdy.
The spear's power was jarring and savage, and not at all easy to dodge.
The guard in the black robe raised his arms and crossed them in front of his chest. A blood red light then instantly burst forth.
Bang!
When the tip of the spear collided with the blood red light, the god's power collapsed layer by layer and the light streamed into the sky.
"Look, the guard's god's power has collapsed!"
No one could believe their eyes; the blood red light dispersed under the spear's impact.
"Here's the second move!"
Lord Feng shattered the blood red light, and immediately launched his second attack.
Boom! Boom!
The heaven and earth shook. Lord Feng's spear split into eight parts, each of them piercing into the space around the guard. In the blink of an eye, they launched towards the guard, stopping right up against his throat, pushing on it ever so slightly.