802 Rank Nine of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races (1/2)

Chapter 802 - Rank Nine of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races

”Stop! You can't take the Evil God Crystal away or else it will bring disaster to the underground city, and even the entire Divine Illusion Dimension,” an old voice sounded from the entrance that led to the snakemen territory.

Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng looked over. They succeeded in taking the Evil God Crystal, and it was now in Nan Gongsheng's spatial domain.

As soon as those words sounded, an old snakeman appeared. The snakeman had white hair and wrinkled skin. He had a hunched back, and it required a lot of effort for him to walk.

Everyone revealed a weird expression when their gaze landed on the snakeman elder.

”Hehe, old snakeman King that's about to enter the grave, do you really think you can decide where the Evil God Crystal goes?” Zhao Feng laughed lightly.

Hearing that, everyone broke out into discussion. It was hard to imagine that this old snakeman who couldn't even walk properly was a Void God Realm King. Even Nan Gongsheng and Gu Chaozhi didn't sense that immediately, but Zhao Feng did.

”I am the previous Evil God's priest,” the snakeman elder with white hair said in a raspy voice as he gave a deep glance toward this purple-haired youth who was only at the Small Origin Core Realm. The aura of his soul had reached its end and yet Zhao Feng could still see through him.

Gu Chaozhi and the elites of the three forces all felt their hearts shake, and they became even warier of Zhao Feng.

If this snakeman elder with white hair was the previous priest, then he would be at the Void God Realm at the least.

”Hmph, I won't hand over the Evil God Crystal for any reason. What's the life or death of the underground city got to do with me?” Nan Gongsheng was emotionless. He paid a big price to finally move the Evil God Crystal into his spatial dimension.

”Old priest, you risked your life to come and stop us?” Gu Chaozhi was interested. Now that the Evil God Crystal was already in Nan Gongsheng's hands, Gu Chaozhi didn't mind some new variables.

Nan Gongsheng's eyebrows furrowed, but he also wanted to know more about the Evil God Crystal.

”My lifespan has reached its limit, so it doesn't matter if I die or not, but I must tell you something,” the old priest with white hair said sadly.

At this instant in time, Zhao Feng, Nan Gongsheng, Gu Chaozhi, and company were silent, and they felt a sadness in their hearts. They weren't sympathetic toward the priest – they were respectful toward the laws of Death.

Everyone knew that there was a limit to life. For example, Void God Realm Kings could usually live for several thousand years. After this amount of time passed, one's soul and life would wither and die. Even stealing another body and re-cultivating couldn't stop it.

Putting aside Void God Realm Kings, even Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords and Demigods could die from the passage of time. The only difference was that they had a longer lifespan. As for Zhao Feng, his lifespan hadn't changed much after taking another body. The only thing that could help would be items similar to the Immortal Springs Wine or breaking through to a higher realm.

Of course, ancient Emperors that specialized in the element of Death, such as the Emperor of Death, could live several times longer than others of the same cultivation.

”You may know that there is the occasional disaster in the underground city, such as lava or the Fire of the Earth, and the Evil God Crystal can affect and stabilize this power,” the old priest with white hair slowly said.

Everyone else was dead-silent because they knew these were the last words of a dying elder. They were nice to someone who was about to die.

”Are they not natural?” Zhao Feng suddenly realized something. He knew that every race was extremely respectful to and wary of the Evil God's Crystal, and it was true that the Evil God's priest had the ability to control the disasters by using the Evil God Crystal's power.

”That's just the surface.” The old priest with white hair took a deep breath, and his expression became solemn. ”Only the priests and a small number of people know that there is actually an even bigger 'disaster' underground.”

Bigger disaster?

All the disciples and elites felt an unusual atmosphere. Right at this moment, everyone felt a shaking sensation from under the Evil God's Altar.

Peng! Peng!

Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye thumped. At this instant, Kong Feiling's and Zhao Feng's Imperial Dao bloodlines both trembled in fear.

What kind of aura could make Imperial Dao bloodlines tremble in fear?

”Can you feel it?” The old priest's face was bitter and his eyes were full of worry.

”What… what is underground?”

The elites of the three forces felt uneasy. It was as if an aura of Destruction was slowly awakening.

”You should know that there is a race called the Destruction Dragon Race, ranked within the top ten of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races,” the old priest with white hair said.

Destruction Dragon Race!? Zhao Feng, Nan Gongsheng, Gu Chaozhi, and company were stunned.

”Ranked ninth among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races… the Destruction Dragon Race!” Old Fei exclaimed as fear spread.

”Eighth place is the Golden Crow Race, and ninth is the Destruction Dragon Race….”

Everyone present came from two-star or three-star powers, so they knew a lot. Anything ranked within the top ten of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races wasn't a joke.

”What a joke! If it really was the Destruction Dragon Race, they could destroy the entire Divine Illusion Dimension with just a breath,” a cold laugh came from a handsome youth with purple hair.