Chapter 1165 - The Appearance of a Grand Cultivator (2/2)

“My friend, please stop.”

That voice seemed to have originated from the deepest place of the universe. It carried the vicissitudes and vastness of endless years, like the voice of an Entity. It was soft, but it resounded on everyone’s ears back on Earth.

At that moment—

Everyone turned around at the same time. Even the Nascent Soul Cultivators from other planets were shocked.

“What’s happening? Did the large sects from other regions send someone here again? But their Divine Princes are all dead. Who else can come here? They wouldn’t send the Grand Cultivators, right?”

Only Lord Dragon’s eyes opened wide.

Song Yufeng, who had already fled from the moon, gazed in a general direction and said quietly, “They’re here.”

Jiang Feifei turned around and looked at planet Earth. She knew that might be the last time she saw Chen Fan and her home for the rest of her life. There was only despair in her heart, as she considered what Song Yufeng had said.

The seven Divine Princes were just a small contingent sent as vanguard; the imperishable sects were just about to show their real strength. In front of those tall mountains, the power of one person was truly too weak and useless. He wouldn’t even be qualified to fight back…

Many individual cultivators who were escaping from Earth shook their heads and sighed.

“What did he do this for? He fought so hard before, but still has to die after all,” they said with a sorrowful look.

Those rogue cultivators had also been struggling to survive under the power of the large sects in the Star Ocean. Even though they had no connection with Earth and they also looked down on that abandoned planet, they still felt sorry for them at the moment.

While Lord Dragon was fearful, Master Ling Yun was in shock, many Nascent Soul Cultivators from other planets were confused, countless people on Earth were full of doubts… Qin Feng and Yuan Yi were extremely thrilled.

Chen Fan turned around.

He saw an old man walking slowly from the depths of the universe.

The old man came out of the dark in linen clothes with patches everywhere, just like a beggar. He looked extremely old and his skin was like old bark, even rougher than Mu Xiao’s skin. His vitality had already declined and there wasn’t even a hint of energy in him, as if he were someone about to die.

However, that skinny old man could traverse ten thousand miles every step and the cold universe was like a flat land under his feet. Three Divine Princes surrounded by thousands of golden beams of light were behind him. They were as powerful as Qin Feng, or even stronger than he was, but they were following the old man respectfully at the moment.

“Ahem, please stop and spare Xiao Feng for my sake. He’s just a kid, wayward and stubborn sometimes. I apologize to you on his behalf if he has offended you,” The old man said slowly as he coughed.

“Great Grand Ancestor, help me,” Qin Feng yelled.

“You fool! You’ve only cultivated for three thousand years and you think you’re invincible. I guess you finally realized how impressive people on other planets can be,” the old man shouted loudly, as if he were scolding his grandson.

Qin Feng lowered his head submissively.

That unyielding Grand Divine Prince of Apollo Palace no longer dared to be arrogant, as if he were an obedient student who listened to his teacher.

But everyone who saw that exchange felt chills down their spines.

On Earth, Great Ancestors, Distant Ancestors and Originators represented the ninth generation elders. The Originators were the oldest ones and could be traced back to nine generations prior. They were the grandfathers of someone’s grandfather’s grandfather, or even beyond that.

But what was a “Great Grand Ancestor?”

The skinny old man then explained, “All right, let me tell you, this spoiled kid here is my seventy-third generation Great Grand Grandson. I’ve lived a long life and only this kid has a bit more promising future among my descendants. If he dies, I would truly have no successor. So, I’m begging you to show kindness and let him go. You can tell me anything you want and I’ll do that for you.”

The elder in linen clothes spoke with a sincere tone.

Sthh!

Many people gasped after hearing it.

Qin Feng was already three thousand years old, but he actually was the seventy-third generation Great Grand Grandson of that old man. Even if people in the universe got married and had children late, and a century was counted as one generation, that would be seventy-six thousand years. So, how old was the old man himself?

Countless Nascent Soul cultivators who knew about this were so frightened they felt a tingling on their scalps.

Ancestral Patriarch Fudu of the Medicine God Sect was twenty-three thousand years old and was already called an old monster, while Lord Dragon was thirty thousand years old and was a peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. So, how terrifying would that old man be, since he had lived for countless years and was at least eighty thousand years old? Would he be a Divine Lord-to-be or a real Divine Lord?

Everyone was feeling a heavy heart.

In a blink, the entire Earth fell into silence.