The years when I would transform

After Wang Xiao left the Japanese pirate galaxy, he immediately took out his communicator and called the mortal.

As soon as Fanren answered the call, Wang Xiao shouted into the communicator: "Fanren, I saw the Earth again, and I heard them talking, and..."

"I know."

"Hmm~" Wang Xiao's unfinished words were immediately held back in his stomach, "You know?"

"The ancestral planet of the Japanese pirates also has [everything], and I know everything that happened." The mortal explained.

"Then do you know what happened to me?" Wang Xiao took a look at the wounds that were healing on his body and felt a little scared.

"Discovered by higher-dimensional creatures?" A voice that did not surprise a mortal came from the communicator.

Wang Xiao was confused when he heard this. Was this mortal a fortune teller in his previous life?

You calculate everything so accurately, you deserve to be single all your life.

Wang Xiao replied somewhat frustratedly: "It shouldn't be considered as being discovered. They just glanced at me. Strictly speaking, they weren't looking at me, but... I don't know how to explain it to you."

"I understand, no need to explain."

"I..." Wang Xiao had the urge to smash the communicator again. What he feared most now was talking to mortals. It was too discouraging.

The voice of a mortal continued to come out of the communicator, "You are already half a step away from the immortal realm. You are only one opportunity away from the true immortal realm. Go to the major ancestral stars and beat them until they are afraid and respect you as their master."

Wang Xiao frowned. The coalition forces of all races should have arrived at the solar system soon. Why didn't the mortals let him go back, but instead asked him to continue fighting outside?

The mortal added: "They still have their ancestors alive today. As long as their ancestors are alive, their heritage is still there."

Among all the ethnic groups, not only the Yanhuang ethnic group has ancient ancestors who have survived to this day, but other ethnic groups also have ancestors who have hidden themselves in the world and are sleeping. They will only come out and fight for the last time when their tribe suffers a devastating disaster.

If the ancient ancestors of a race are immortal, the race will always have the strength to fight all enemies.

What if these ancestors died?

Then all races will no longer be fighting against their ancestors, but the strongest people in the realm of Rong Shen.

The Yanhuang tribe has Wang Xiao, a powerful man who is at the half-step immortal realm. He is unrivaled in the universe.

Once these ancestors die, Wang Xiao will be invincible except for the Cang clan.

Only then can the Yanhuang clan be truly respected.

However, there is one thing Wang Xiao doesn't quite understand: why does he have to make all races respect him?

Could it be that in the future I will have to order all races to do something?

"Don't ask. I won't tell you even if you ask me..." The evil mortal blocked Wang Xiao's mouth again and continued to say in a disgusting tone, "Time is running out. You have to hurry. The solar system...can't hold out for long."

“Beep~~~~beep~~~”

The mortal hung up the communicator again.

"Fuck you, he hung up the phone again." Wang Xiao bared his teeth. Every mortal is his nemesis.

Wang Xiao stood on a flying meteorite, rubbing the stubble on his chin. He was waiting for the mortal's text message, because every time the mortal arranged for him to do something, he would always send a [Task Description].

Sure enough, an hour later, a communication came from Mortal.

After reading it carefully, Wang Xiao put the communicator back into the Tai Chi diagram, then operated the rule energy, jumped through space, and headed in a certain direction.

If he had a choice, Wang Xiao would never waste huge energy to jump through space in his physical body, but now the solar system is in danger and time is running out, so he has to do so.

Two days later, Wang Xiao arrived at a galaxy with extremely strong energy fluctuations. This was the ancestral galaxy of the Divine Core Clan.

As one of the top ten races, the Shenhe clan is by no means comparable to the Japanese pirates. Wang Xiaofu jumped out of the space crack, and was greeted by a palm print like the Five Finger Mountain.

"I have waited for three years, and you finally came."

A middle-aged man from the Divine Core Clan stood quietly in the air and slowly retracted his hand. The palm print that looked like the Five Finger Mountain came from his hand.

Wang Xiao stepped on the ground in mid-air, and a red spider lily blossomed. The flower had seven petals, and each petal separated one by one and floated towards the mountain-like palm print.

"wave~"

A sound of bubble bursting was heard, and the palm print dissipated like a bubble, as if it had never existed.

Wang Xiao stood in the air with his feet on the six-petaled red spider lily, looking at the other party, and said, "Ancestor of the Divine Core Clan?"

"It's me." The ancestor of the Divine Core Clan responded.

"How many of you are there?" Wang Xiao asked.

"Two hundred thousand years have passed, and I am the only one left from the same period as me." The ancestor of the Shenhe tribe answered quietly.

Wang Xiao crossed his fingers, twisted his wrists, stretched his muscles, and said, "Alas, another old antique who is about to die has been cheated by the younger generation."

He was feeling regretful. Although the Divine Core Clan was his enemy, it was really helpless and sad that the trouble caused by the younger generation had to be cleaned up by the ancestor who was already lying in the coffin.

Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flashed across the eyes of the Divine Core Ancestor, but he soon regained his composure. He slowly said, "The younger generations will eventually have to walk their own path. Although I am old, if I can clear some obstacles for them at this last moment, I will be worthy of my original ancestor."

The ancestor of the Divine Core walked over on foot, and all the star fields in the sky seemed to shake, and the rules of the universe rumbled. He attacked, but this time it was not a palm, but a fist.

He doesn't seem like a human being, but a god, a god walking in the world. At this moment, it is like a god boxing, and the light waves travel billions of miles.

“Two hundred thousand years of Half-step Immortality. What a coincidence, I’m only forty years of Half-step Immortality.” Wang Xiao’s body shook slightly, and he entered into a completely transformed form. He clenched his right hand, and punched forward with a force as strong as a mountain. The golden fist light shattered the eternal void. Even if a true god came, if he dared to stand in his way, he would be knocked down to the mortal world!

With a loud bang, the endless universe shook violently, and the two fists collided with each other!

The golden fist force exploded, as if countless stars were shattered, dazzling and terrifying. At this moment, the entire sea of ​​stars was shaken and collapsed in an instant.

Both of them are at the half-step immortal realm, especially the Divine Core Ancestor. This old ancestor has lived for 200,000 years. In the Middle Ages, he was already famous in the universe, suppressing countless galaxies by himself. Later, because he lived too long, his qi and blood dried up, so he had to seal his own energy and return to a mortal body, and he has survived to this day.

The fight between these two people was enough to break the sea of ​​stars and collapse countless voids.

They seemed to merge with the light, their speed reaching the extreme in the world. When they collided, the river of time also stagnated, and even seemed to flow backwards...

A shadow passed by, and Wang Xiao twisted his shoulders and swung his arms, smashing towards the God Core Ancestor like a whirlwind. It was like the Milky Way pouring down, and the stirred up air waves were vast and boundless, causing the star field in front to collapse!

However, the God Core Ancestor disappeared in an instant, and then Wang Xiao felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. Several blood marks appeared, and several pieces of flesh and tendons were torn off, with blood gushing out.

Boom!

The power of the Divine Core Ancestor was too strong. When he turned around, the star field was shattered. The aftermath spread to another sea of ​​stars, and many stars exploded.

"puff!"

Wang Xiao's sternum was covered in blood and several bones were almost broken. It was obvious that the Divine Core Ancestor was targeting his heart.

"The transformation of your Yanhuang clan is indeed extraordinary, and your bodies are extremely powerful. Unfortunately, it's just this much!" The Supreme Lord of Samsara said expressionlessly.