Chapter 1566 - Ascension of Desolate Martial!

Chapter 1566: Ascension of Desolate Martial!

Translator: Legge

What sort of status did the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace possess?!

Although the two of them were at the same cultivation realm, the difference in their statuses was immense and that bow from the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace carried a lot of weight!

Right then, the Valley Master of Snowdrift Valley dragged her severely injured body and kowtowed to Desolate Martial. “Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Desolate Martial!”

Immediately after, the sect masters of Soaring Feather Sect, Dapamkara Monastery and the four unorthodox groups stood out one after another—these were renowned and noble existences of the cultivation world!

“Thank you, Desolate Martial!”

Many cultivators shouted in unison.

It was heartfelt gratitude from everyone.

That was because countless cultivators and fellow disciples would have died if Desolate Martial had not shot that arrow rain!

Most importantly, Desolate Martial’s appearance protected the last bit of dignity of the human race!

At that moment, many cultivators teared up.

They could vaguely see the supreme grandeur of the ancient Emperors from Desolate Martial!

Right then, a cultivator said softly, “The Emperors are not here, but I am!”

Many cultivators knew that this was what Su Zimo, who was only a Golden Core back in Myriad Phenomenon City, said to the God and Rakshasa race.

Later on, when it spread into the cultivation world, it was mocked by the major sects and factions.

It was only now that everyone knew that Desolate Martial was the only one who could say something like that.

Only Desolate Martial was worthy of being comparable to the ancient Emperors!

Desolate Martial threatened the Primordial Six Races singlehandedly with a bow in his hands—this scene would definitely be recorded in the books of history!

Many cultivators were emotional and the young masters of the Primordial Six Races had differing expressions as well.

Among them, Rakshasa Yu had the most conflicted expression.

Initially, she did not take the Green Lotus True Body and the Dharmic Breaking Bow seriously.

In her opinion, this was only a clone of Desolate Martial.

Given her speed, she could definitely avoid the killing power of the Dharmic Breaking Bow.

However, what happened earlier had completely changed her mind.

If the hundred Dharmic power arrows were to shoot towards her, she would definitely not be able to escape even if she had a few more pairs of wings!

“I’m unable to even defeat this clone of that detestable man?”

Rakshasa Yu looked at the figure in midair with a lost expression.

The massive battlefield was silent!

‘The experts of the primordial races had grim expressions and were even more cautious, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Right then, Goddess Xiaoxiang glanced sideways at the Sect Master of Heavenly Dipper Sect not far away and a cold glint flashed through her eyes.

The Seventh Prince turned his gaze towards the Island Master of Penglai Island not far away.

The Sect Master of Heavenly Dipper Sect shuddered and suddenly stood up, shouting, “Desolate Martial, today is the day of the Ten Thousand Race Meet! How can the Ten Thousand Race Meet continue when you’re so violent and created a massacre?!”

“If the peace talks with the Primordial Six Races for this Ten Thousand Race Meet fails because of you, you’ll be a sinner of the human race!”

“To hell with you!”

Little Fatty could not help but curse.

‘The Valley Master of Snowdrift Valley said coldly as well, “Heavenly Dipper Sect, was it the primordial races or Desolate Martial who started a massacre today?!”

“Did more people of the primordial races die or did more humans die?!”

‘The Sect Master of Heavenly Dipper Sect was rendered speechless by the barrage of questions.

The Island Master of Penglai Island stood up and said in a deep voice, “With the ten thousand races gathered, it’s only normal for there to be conflicts and some fighting. Now that everyone has stopped, we can sit down and have a good talk.”

“Do you think you can call the shots to talk?”

Su Zimo glanced askance at the Island Master of Penglai Island.

The Island Master of Penglai Island felt as though his heart had stopped beating after a single glance from Su Zimo. A chill surged into the back of his head and he shut his mouth immediately.

At that moment, he truly sensed the aura of death!

If he dared to say another word, he was certain that Desolate Martial would definitely attack and kill him on the spot!

Right then, the Sect Master of Chaos Essence Sect stood up. “Desolate Martial, it’s understandable that you have grudges with the Primordial Six Races. However, this is the Ten Thousand Race Meet. Don’t implicate the entire human race just because you want to vent your emotions due to your personal

grudges!”

“What a load of nonsense, twisting the facts!”

The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace hollered.

‘The Sect Master of Sword Sect said slowly as well, “If the young masters of the primordial races want to negotiate, I think you should stop while you’re ahead, Desolate Martial. We can sit down and have a talk.”

Chaos Essence Sect and Sword Sect did not express anything earlier on.

Although they did not stand on the side of the Primordial Six Races, they did not have the courage to fight them either.

However, the sect masters of the two sects could not sit still with the appearance of Desolate Martial.

Although Chaos Essence Sect said that Desolate Martial only cared about personal grudges, the reason why the two sect masters expressed their stance was because of their personal feuds with Desolate Martial!

“Oh?”

Su Zimo raised his brow and asked, “Who the hell are you to think that you can represent the human race?”

“Desolate Martial!”

The Palace Lord of Zephyr Thunder Palace hollered, “Don’t be impudent! As the sect masters of immortal sects, how can we not represent the human race?!”

“The human race was massacred by the Primordial Six Races and yet, you few things merely saw there idly and watched with indifference. Do you think you’re worthy of being called humans?”

“If you’re not even human, do you think you can represent the human race:

When he said that, the sect masters of Chaos Essence Sect, Sword Sect and the others flushed red and felt their faces burn.

“That’s right!”

“How dare you refer to yourselves as immortal sects when you’re so spineless! It’s truly humiliating for us cultivators of Soaring Feather Sect to be in the same league as you guys!”

“Sword Sect cultivators would rather die than submit and press forward! The current Sword Sect no longer has the sharpness of the sword cultivators in the ancient era! You guys truly embarrassed your founders!”

Many cultivators who survived the battle earlier on sneered.

When they heard that, the sect masters of Chaos Essence Sect, Sword Sect and the others looked even more terrible with darkened expressions.

‘The young masters of the primordial races sneered in midair and did not attack, merely watching the show from the side.

If the human race were to fight among themselves, it would be the most advantageous for them!

“Desolate Martial, don’t spout nonsense!”

The Sect Master of Chaos Essence Sect grit his teeth, “As sect masters of the immortal sects…”

“Fufu,”

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by a sneer from Su Zimo.

“Let me tell you!”

Su Zimo’s gaze landed on Sword Sect, Chaos Essence Sect, Heavenly Dipper Sect and the other immortal and fiend sects as he said slowly, “The current cultivation world is not your world and you guys can’t make the decision either! Under your lead, the human race will only be bullied and suppressed!”

“Right here, right now, in Enigma Palace, I, Desolate Martial, shall reign supreme! Fellow Daoists, are you willing to follow me and listen to my orders?!”

Su Zimo surveyed his surroundings and asked loudly.

“We’re willing!”

Many cultivators yelled excitedly!

“You!”

The sect masters of Sword Sect, Chaos Essence Sect and the others were enraged.

“alright!”

Su Zimo’s gaze landed on the sect masters of Sword Sect, Chaos Essence Sect and the others as he said coldly, “I’ll kill anyone who’s unconvinced without mercy!”

With that, he drew the bowstring of the Dharmic Breaking Bow.

Buzz!

‘The bow quivered and emanated a chilling killing intent!

The sect masters of Sword Sect, Chaos Essence Sect, Heavenly Dipper Sect and the other major sects shut their mouths and remained silent!

They represented the strongest factions in the cultivation world. But now, they were completely suppressed by a single person’s aura!

Desolate Martial had ascended to the peak!