C687 (1/2)

Who in the world was this miserable man who had fallen to the ground?

The people gathered in front of the Upper Que Soul Palace were the top experts that had come from there. With their eyes, they could naturally distinguish them.

At the same time, the 'Heaven Severing King Blade' and the 'Eastern Deity's Sword' also fell to the ground, making a few loud clattering sounds.

Looking at the charred figure, one could faintly see the existence of the 'Purple Profound Immortal Battle Armor' on his body. However, this top grade Dao item was already damaged and lost its luster.

He was still conscious, but his facial expression was twisted and his eyes were black. At this moment, he could only struggle, but it was difficult for him to get up.

The direct descendant of the Duke of Yin was indeed quite different from before.

It was like the sky palace had fallen into hell.

Moreover, this kind of ending was something no one dared to imagine …

Even if they thought that Wu Yu might have some tricks up his sleeve, they couldn't have guessed that Yan Xuan would lose so miserably, without any suspense …

On the other hand, the scorching sun above Wu Yu's head suddenly shrank, and the scorching heat disappeared. When that huge scorching sun disappeared, Wu Yu had suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

He stood in the air, completely without a trace. Even his expression was as expressionless as before, but it was because of this that he revealed his arrogance. From this expression, he never thought that there would be even the slightest suspense if he could defeat Yan Xuan in such a manner.

He was very confident in the Golden Eyes Realm and the Myriad Dragon Staff of the world.

The result also did not disappoint him, as he was suppressed by both the sacred art and the spiritual tool. Yin Xuan used many dao techniques, but he did not have any chance to resist, and was directly defeated by Wu Yu.

At this time, the only thing that could attract more attention than Wu Yu was the ten thousand dragon shadows wrapped around the spiritual tool, floating horizontally in the air.

Without question, the battle had ended.

From this, it could be seen that if Wu Yu wanted to kill Yan Xuan, it would be an easy task.

Although the battle ended quickly, a large area of the city was still deathly silent. Almost everyone's eyes were glazed over as they watched the scene unfold. This was the first time Wu Yu had caused such a stir since arriving in the Yellowyellow Ancient Region.

On one hand, he hadn't expected this to happen.

On the other hand, a person he had acknowledged had been defeated by an outsider in his own territory. He couldn't even keep his face straight.

In reality, the humans of the

As for the Flaming Yellow Clan, most of them excelled in the righteous path of fire and metal.

Over the course of countless years, the human race had fought endlessly in the Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Clan. The Yellow-Yellow-Clan was the number one race, and it had even dominated the entire Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Clan, destroying all other races.

In reality, it was said that every clan had an ancient ancestor, or an ancient clan.

In the current Yanzhuang region, the Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Yellow-Ancient Country was the most powerful country. There were also the Beiming Clan, the Devil Clan, the Heavenly Cloud Clan, and many other powerful beings fighting for supremacy.

Sometimes, the hatred and disputes between races would be even deeper than between kingdoms. For example, with Wu Yu's cultivation, it was obvious that he was a descendant of the Yan Huang Clan. Therefore, within the territory of the Beiming Clan, it was difficult for anyone to stand on his side, or even impossible.

In addition, the great clans of the Yanzhuang Region generally had enmity with each other. Furthermore, in order to ensure the purity of their lineage, any cultivation empire would reject marriage between different races, and would seek to form Dao-companions.

This was also the reason why the city lord had reminded her that the princess possessed the purest of Beiming Clan blood. Basically, the entire Beiming Clan wouldn't want her to marry into another clan, especially the supremacy of the Yellowflame clan.

Wu Yu actually understood this point.

If the two came from different countries, there was a chance for them to coexist peacefully.

But if two people came from two different races, although it wasn't as big of a difference as humans and demons, in reality, they had been fighting for resources all year round, and it was harder for them to co-exist peacefully because races were blood, flesh, and soul. One person could join a different country, but the blood on one's body was very difficult to change.

Before Wu Yu came to the Darknorth Empire, he didn't feel much about this. But at this very moment, after he defeated Yan Xuan and shocked everyone, the hatred that came from his heart allowed him to understand that the bloodline of his race was the reason why he couldn't integrate into the Darknorth Empire.

Of course, since he was already here, he had no intention of taking a step back.

”Young Lord!”