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The Human Clan used all sorts of methods and strenuous thought, all sorts of methods were used, some even used the living person Xia Yang as a sacrifice, to summon the Human Clan and Human Master.

The other pagans with malicious intents all contributed the strongest Blood Essence. Their goal was very simple, to clearly see if the Human Master's Heroic Spirit still existed between heaven and earth.

If they existed, then the tens of thousands of clans would still follow the lead of the Human Clan. If they did not exist, then the races with malicious intents would form an alliance and return the Human Clan back to its lowly model.

From beginning to end, the most fundamental basis of everything that had happened was this sky-high and mighty Phantom.

Human Master Xia Qingtian!

Ten thousand miles without any clouds, ten thousand miles without any sky!

"Wan Ling, when can your stupid and brutal hearts be purified?!" Xia Qingtian's faint eyes were like a giant mountain. An existence like him, who could support both heaven and earth, also revealed sadness and a kind of sadness.

His palm was like a river, holding the green seed just like that. The seed was placed between his palms, as if a speck of dust had fallen into a river.

But even so, Xia Qingtian was still stroking his palm, feeling the last sliver of familiarity within the Battle Spirit.

"Human Master, what kind of state is this that you exist in?" Even someone as powerful as Du Yan would speak cautiously.

Ten thousand years ago, the Human Master was as brilliant as a shooting star for dozens of years. Although he had constantly fought and contested for these ten years, his name was well-known throughout the world, and even the most ancient Old Fossil of Savage Domain did not dare to shake Ying Feng.

At this time, Xia Qingtian's gaze was like two huge suns, ignited with a raging flame. It pierced through the void and shot towards Du Yan, causing him to take a few big steps back and crash into several large mountains.

"Human Master, it's a misunderstanding. I'm here to resolve the difficult situation with my Human Clan, not to provoke you!" Du Yan anxiously tried to defend himself, the panic that he had not felt for many years spread throughout the entire Dharma Body.

"Transferring flowers to a tree, what a good plan!" Xia Qingtian said in a low voice, and these unfathomable words caused Du Yan to turn pale with fright.

"Human Master, my ancestor has always felt that you have helped my Buddhist House, I have already sent a message that my ancestor wishes to meet you!" At this moment, the Buddhist Monk raised his head and said respectfully.

Ten thousand years ago, Xia Qingtian and Buddhist House had a very good relationship.

"I will go see him. You can leave now!"

"Yes." No one dared to continue asking Xia Qingtian what he was going to do next. Buddhist Monk s returned to normal and retreated ten kilometers away.

After that, Xia Qingtian withdrew his gaze that was like two great suns, and looked at the green seed in his hand, as well as the broken arm on the ground, which was surging with blood.

The entire land had been ravaged by the alien races. It was rare to see a living person, and the ghosts of those wronged were drifting about.

Karma exists in this space, and since it has been planted, it must bear fruit. Everything in this world is fair. The laws of this world have changed, and great chaos is about to befall.

"Ridiculous! All of you are killing each other! "In a joint expedition, corpses are strewn across the fields!" Xia Qingtian's tone had already returned to normal, and the more this happened, the more uneasy many of the other races became.

"Why is this ancient tree different from the past?" Suddenly, the sound of hooves shook the air. More than a dozen vicious horses carried a chariot across the sky. An old man stepped on a white cloud and stood in front of the chariot.

Du Yan was overjoyed, and exclaimed: "Clan Uncle, why are you here?"

The old man did not speak, he controlled the ferocious horse to a halt and looked at Xia Qingtian solemnly.

"I hope your Immortal Heavenly Pavilion, Undying Heavenly Cult, and Eternal Heaven Sect remember the teachings of your ancestors!" Xia Qingtian said indifferently, no longer paying attention to the old man.

Suddenly, Xia Qingtian's palm dropped down like a mountain with five fingers, enveloping the surrounding cities with all the foreign races and sealing off all escape routes.

Even the arrogant Heavenly Devouring Magic Frog and Zhu Yin were within the enveloping range, with their bodies floating in the palm of their hands like invisible pieces of sand.

In a few breaths of time, he had already searched the sea of consciousness of many foreign races. Regarding the total number of foreign races that had invaded his Human Clan, Xia Qingtian instantly understood and understood everything.

All of the Sword Qi seemed to have intelligence of its own as it slashed towards the bodies of the patriarchs of the large clans such as the Gu Roc Clan, Rakasha Clan, Nine-headed Snake Clan, Heavenly Bird Clan and so on.

There were also many other great higher clan, such as Aries Clan, Two-headed Human Clan s, Blue Scorpion s, etc., which were also enveloped by the endless sword aura.

In an instant, roars of rage and screams came from those palms that covered the sky. They were cries of unwillingness, fear, and terror.

Just like how a long Heavenly Bird Clan suddenly transformed into its original form, spreading its wings and flying in the air, crashing into the huge fingers, fighting for a sliver of a chance to survive.

Gu Roc Chief took out his demon pearl to block the Sword Qi, the iron feathers on his body were as black as ink, and stood up straight.

This was his companion Divine Feather, and only these few had a strong power. They were specially given to the Blood Essence to support, and when a certain time came, they would automatically fall off, and even if they were not refined, they were still almighty War Weapon.

If it was refined, it could absolutely become a ferocious and peerless almighty War Weapon.

In that critical moment, the Gu Roc Chief shed his Divine Feather s, turned them into a blade and slashed at Qingtian's giant finger. He too wanted to obtain a chance to escape.

Many clan leaders were trying everything they could think of, using all of their abilities to fight for that thread of survival.

However, the giant palm was like a world, and it was difficult to break through as if there was a world wall within it.

"Open your eyes and burn everything!" Zhu Yin was anxious, afraid that he would die here. Both of his eyes opened at the same time, and the candle in his mouth flickered with light, striking towards the giant finger.

On the other hand, the Heavenly Devouring Magic Frog was croaking non-stop. Everyone knew that it was screaming in panic, its tongue moving for a thousand miles, hitting the giant finger, but to no avail.

In the sky, the eyes of the man on white clouds shone with excitement as he said, "Is this the legendary palm-sword?"

Sword in the palm. Sword Qi in the palm destroys all enemies in the palm.

In Xia Qingtian's palm, the voices fluctuated between high and low. The sword auras there were only used against almighty cultivators with Sky Origin Stage, and all of them were at the clan head level. Ordinary great cultivator s had never gotten close to the sword auras.

"Patriarch, please save me!"

Some of the great clan leaders roared, calling out to their clan's old monsters. However, they were all blocked out by the huge palms, and their voices never came out. Only the people within the palms could hear what they were hearing.

In his palm, all the foreign great cultivator s were silent. They crawled on the ground and trembled, not daring to even move. They were too preoccupied with their own matters, so how could they save their clan leader?

If the Patriarch was no more, then it could be exchanged. If he was gone, then … That's it.

Gradually...

Xia Qingtian spread open his huge palms, and a few huge cities appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The mountain-like head of the Gu Roc Chief was no longer there. Only a corpse was bleeding profusely, forming a pool of blood.

With a long Heavenly Bird Clan, his body was cut into two halves, causing the Primordial Spirit s to be completely destroyed.

The Nine-headed Snake chief was now missing a head, and his body had been cut into dozens of pieces.

Only the Zhu Yin and the Heavenly Devouring Magic Frog were left with almost half their lives, they all carried powerful defensive magical equipment, and so blocked the attacks over and over again.

"The Patriarch will not let you off!" Heavenly Bird Clan asked while at the brink of death.

Xia Qingtian arrogantly looked on, his demeanor as it was ten thousand years ago, as if he could pluck stars and hold moons with his hands.

Xia Qingtian turned around to look at Du Yan and his Clan Uncle. With a voice as indifferent as thunder, he said, "Remember, we are an ancestor who sealed this land!"

With that, Xia Qingtian's Phantom disappeared and turned into a flood as it rushed towards the Great Wasteland.

A few days later, an astonishing piece of news came from the wastelands within the broken Human Clan. The doors to the forbidden grounds of many races within the Great Wasteland had been knocked on.

A figure of Qingtian appeared and with a wave of his hand, he plucked a star from the sky and smashed down onto the forbidden grounds of the various races, alarming some of the big clans' living fossils.

After many battles, the various races had suffered heavy losses, but Qingtian's Dharma Body did not kill them all, so he left a message.

"This is chaos! Take care of yourself!"