God Emperor

"10th place, Ghost Clan."

"9th place, Stone Clan."

"8th place, Corpusians."

"7th place, Asuras."

"6th place, Bone Clan."

"5th place, Deathkin."

Every single voice of Black Robe High Priest sounded far away as if it could travel everywhere.

In the Divine Domain of Destiny, although the cultivators of various clans had long expected this, when they heard that their clan's ranking was actually so low, they were still furious.

An Asuran youth dressed in plain clothes held a black spear in his hand. He let out a long cry, "If it wasn't for Yan Wushen, our clan's ranking would not be so low.

"Today, I swear that one day, I will kill Yan Wushen and avenge today's humiliation.

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"On the name of Asundera, once this oath is completed, Heaven and earth will bear witness, and I will die without regret."

When the oath was completed, a blood-colored divine fog gathered above his head.

An elderly Ghost cultivator sat on a tower in a city in the Divine Domain of Destiny. He muttered, "Ghost Clan lost because they had underestimated Zhang Ruochen in the battle on our home planet. It's not shameful to be defeated by someone who is at the Yuanhui level. However, we will definitely send talented people to recover our dignity."

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Similar scenes happened all over the Divine Domain of Destiny.

Some were reflecting; some were filled with hatred, and some were regretful and silent.

In the universe, every incident or outcome would entail a plethora of facets.

"The fourth is the Netherkin." Black Robe High Priest's voice rang out again.

The Netherkin cultivators were silent.

The cultivators of the Rakshasa clan cheered and laughed. Some were happy, while others were sad.

"The third is the Rakshasa clan."

One of the Netherkin Supreme Saints, who had not entered the Celestial-Hunting battlefield, said, "Wu Jiang put all his energy into encircling the Immortal Vampires. He did not expect that our planet would be attacked."

"Wu Jiang didn't do anything wrong. If he had not lost to Zhang Ruochen, even if Luo Shengtian attacked our planet, Luo Shengtian would not have been able to do much," another Netherkin Supreme Saint said.

"If Wu Jiang didn't make an enemy of Zhang Ruochen in the beginning, if he put all his energy into hunting the Celestial Captives, wouldn't the ranking be better?"

"What happened, happened. The Netherkin... No, the three upper clans have all fallen. Zhang Ruochen alone can suppress the three upper clans. After today, he'll become the leader of the younger generation of the Immortal Vampires."

"Now, let's see if Yanluo Clan can retain their former ranking."

What followed was the result everyone anticipated.

It had been 100 years since the Celestial-Hunting battle had been held. Yanluo Clan had never lost. They had been undefeatable.

In this Celestial Hunting battle, Yanluo Clan deployed a young generation who was even more outstanding. They were all top elites: Yan Wushen, Yan Huangtu, Xi, Yan Zhexian... Each of them could take charge. Their overall strength far surpassed the past generations of previous hunting battles.

However, they fought with great difficulty this time. They were suppressed by the Immortal Vampires led by Zhang Ruochen until the last moment.

Empress of Thousand Bones stood on a small island in a lake in the Divine Domain of Destiny. The island was covered with purple-scarves trees. Their trunks were as tall as dragons. When the wind blew, purple petals danced in the air like butterflies.

She looked in the direction of Mount Destiny. It was quiet and deep.

Sword Saint Xuanji stood to the side and said, "Don't worry, Empress. Zhang Ruochen will win first place among the ten clans."

Empress of Thousand Bones seemed to be standing in a virtual time-space. Sometimes her figure was there, sometimes dissipating. She said, "Zhang Ruochen will do everything he can to hold on until the last moment. He will fight against all the powerful enemies alone. He has gone through life and death several times.

"I know that there is a big reason. It is because of the promise he gave me. He will definitely succeed in the future.

"Xuanji, you have a good disciple."

Sword Saint Xuanji could not hold back the smile on his face. "I didn't teach him anything. He has achieved what he has today because of himself."

Empress of Thousand Bones shook her head, "It is already amazing that a mortal can become a saint by himself.

"Zhang Ruochen has made many outstanding achievements because there are so many people behind him who have been helping him. You must be one of them."

Then, she added, "Many people will die if we save the Grand Supreme Master. Xuanji, it's time for you to go back to Kunlun!"

Sword Saint Xuanji quickly bowed with a firm attitude, "Saving the Grand Supreme Master and hundreds of millions of people in Kunlun has been my ambition since I entered Infernal Court. Now, hope is right in front of me. How can I run away in fear of death? Please allow me to stay and help."

Empress of Thousand Bones reappeared. Her figure was extremely beautiful. Her gaze remained on Mount Destiny. "The result is out!"

Black Robe High Priest's mighty voice spread through Heaven and earth. "2nd place, Yanluo Clan."

"The first place,Immortal Vampires."

All the Immortal Vampires' cultivators on Tungsten Square, including Lord Sinluo, who was standing in their camp, burst in excitement.

"We won, we won, we finally won!" Lord Sinluo raised his fist, his face flushed red as he shouted along with the cultivators around him.

Even the Supreme Saints of Immortal Vampires let out a long, wild laugh to vent the joy in their hearts.

In the major cities of the Divine Domain of Destiny, the Immortal Vampires all came to the streets and shouted, "Immortal Vampire, Number One!"

"Immortal Vampire, Number One!"

...

Light Communication Talismans streaked across the starry sky like a meteor shower. They flew to all the territories of the Immortal Vampires to spread the news.

Among the vampires, one shouted "Zhang Ruochen," and it immediately caused a chain reaction.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

"Zhang Ruochen!"

..

From today on, Zhang Ruochen's name was completely bound to the Immortal Vampires, and he became the leader of this generation of the Immortal Vampires.

This generation of Immortal Vampires accounted for 99 percent of the total number of Immortal Vampires.

After all, there were less than one in a hundred or even less than one in ten thousand Immortal Vampires who could live for more than 1,000 years.

The influence of the Celestial-Hunting battle was huge. The publicity effect was enough to make Zhang Ruochen more famous than some deities.

The cultivators of other clans looked on coldly; Some mocked them; Some went up to congratulate the vampires because they were happy to see Yanluo Clan being suppressed.

Today was destined to be recorded in history. The names of "Zhang Ruochen," "Lord Bladehell," "Lady Wind," and "Lord Xia Yu" would definitely be written down by the Immortal Vampires. It would be known for at least hundreds of years.

The cultivators from Yanluo Clan were extremely depressed. Countless people were gnashing their teeth to get second place, but Yanluo Clan cultivators felt even worse than the Ghost cultivators who got last place.

Other than the first place, any other ranking was a humiliation to Yanluo Clan.

Sitting in the Divine Plane, Wargod Bloodximius had already received dozens of congratulatory messages from his good friends.

Wargod Bloodximius did not hide his emotions. He laughed loudly. His laughter spread to the Divine Planes of Ghost Master, Asurendra Samay, and the other deities of Infernal Court. It drew many displeased grunts.

Immediately, Wargod Bloodximius announced, "Today, the Bloodysky clan will celebrate and release all the prisoners except for the cultivators of Celestial Court."

The Immortal Vampires had defeated Yanluo Clan. The vempires were the only race that had brought the supreme clan down from their glory.

Moreover, it was Wargod Bloodximius's own grandson who led the Immortal Vampires to accomplish all of this. Zhang Ruochen was the descendant of the Xue Jue Family, and he made him proud.

The Xue Jue Family had heroes for generations. This was a sign of prosperity, or it could restore the glory of the ancestors.

Wargod Bloodximius was happy from the bottom of his heart. He was even happier than when he had obtained glorious achievements.

The other Immortal Vampires were also very excited. They felt proud.

The son of the chief of the Yellowsky Clan wrote a poem on the spot.

"The so-called Supreme race, topped the past Celestial Hunts."

"The so-called Supreme race, beaten like a dog by vampires. What bad luck!"

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Once this poem was written, the faces of the Yanluo Clan's deities all turned ashen.

A deity covered in lightning angrily smashed the table and held a lightning ax as he prepared to charge at him.

However, he was stopped by the Ancient God of Knowledge.

"Why bother to lower yourself to the level of an idiot?" The Ancient God of Knowledge was very reserved. He did not get angry.

The son of the Yellowsky Clan's chief seemed to be in high spirits. He immediately wrote another poem:

"Pretty lassie from Yanluo, raised in a secluded place, hidden from public eye."

"Met Zhang Ruochen in debut, came home with a little one. What bad luck!"

Once the poem was finished, the Ancient God of Knowledge was enraged. He formed a palm print and directly smashed into the Divine Plane of the son of the Yellowsky Clan's chief. This palm print was caught by the chief and dissolved into nothingness in the air.

The chief of the Yellowsky clan hurried over to appease the emotions of the Ancient God of Knowledge. He repeatedly apologized and promised that he would strictly discipline his son in the future.

The rage in the Ancient God of Knowledge remained for a long time. The chief of the Yellowsky clan tried his best to persuade the ancient god, and he even gave away a sacred tree of the Yuanhui level to apologize. Only then did this matter come to an end.

The powerful deities were more composed.

However, a great deal of shame was felt by Yanluo clan's Supreme Saints who had participated in the battle. They were extremely resentful of the situation.

To them, losing to the Immortal Vampires was worse than getting killed.

Yan Wushen was also slightly resentful. In the final battle, Swastika Seiryu and Intergold Tiger roared. The roars knocked him and Zhang Ruochen unconscious at the same time. That was why the Yanluo Clan lost.

If he continued to fight, he might have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Of course, he also understood why Swastika Seiryu and Intergold Tiger had done so. The injuries on his and Zhang Ruochen's bodies were already very serious, especially since Yan Wushen had lost thousands of years of his lifespan. If they were to continue fighting, it was very likely that both sides would die.

Even if they did not die, the foundations of their cultivation would be damaged.

Yan Zhexian used an illusion to cover her bulging tummy and walked toward the Gate of Destiny. She had a strong personality. Unwilling to admit defeat, she bowed and said, "The Fane of Destiny has a rule that all clansmen can not leave their home planet. If the Immortal Vampires break the rule, they should be stripped of their ranking."

The Supreme Saint of the Immortal Vampires was furious.

Lord Bladehell rushed forward and roared, "Our planet has been destroyed. Why can't we move our people away?"

Yan Zhexian said, "Your planet has been destroyed. Doesn't that prove the failure of the Immortal Vampires?"

Lady Wind said, "The Fane of Destiny only requires us to protect our people. There is no rule that we must protect our planet."

Another member of Yanluo Clan walked out. It was Xi. "Albajade Tree is the home planet of the Immortal Vampires. The Immortal Vampires can't all leave Albajade Tree, right?"

The cultivators of Yanluo Clan stepped out one after another.

Voices that traveled for tens of thousands of miles rang out in the world. "The Immortal Vampires have violated the rules of the Fane of Destiny. I request Fukurokuju to strip them of their rank and return the Celestial-Hunting battle to a fair and just one."

There were many Yanluo cultivators in the Fane of Destiny, and they were all shouting and petitioning. There were even cultivators who charged straight into Mount Destiny.

"If the Fane of Destiny can not be fair and just, I will die on Mount Destiny today."

A Yanluo youth pulled out a sword and slashed his neck. Immediately, blood splattered all over the ground.

Pop!

Another cultivator smashed his own head with a palm and fell into a pool of blood.

They wanted to use their own lives to prove the will of Yanluo Clan and force the Fane of Destiny to give in. They wanted to use their blood to exchange for the glory and dignity that belonged to the supreme clan.

More and more Yanluo Clan cultivators died. Each and every one of them did not hesitate, and their blood splattered all over the street.

Such a heroic and tragic scene touched even the deities.

The deities of the Yanluo Clan did not stop them. It seemed like they wanted to see if the Fane of Destiny would strip the Immortal Vampires of their ranking.

Although Black Robe High Priest shouted a few times, more Yanluo cultivators committed suicide at the foot of Mount Destiny. The priest did not know what to do.

Whoosh --

Finally, Fukurokuju appeared above the Fane of Destiny at the top of the mountain.

"It's the Reverend."

"Everyone, let's petition the Reverend."

Countless Yanluo cultivators knelt on the ground.

The Supreme Saints of Yanluo Clan did not kneel, but each and every one of them had looks of anticipation on their faces. They could force a Reverend to send his projection here. In other words, there might be a turning point in this matter.

Fukurokuju's voice rang out, "The Immortal Vampires did not violate the rules."

Just this sentence had stirred up the dissatisfaction in the hearts of countless Yanluo cultivators. However, they were afraid of the divine might of Fukurokuju, so no cultivators acted up. However, many cultivators had already pulled out their sharp blades and were prepared to continue declaring their will with death.

Fukurokuju stretched out a gaseous palm and grabbed the Albajade Tree from the Celestial-Hunting battlefield hundreds of millions of miles away and held it in his palm.

The divine tree, which was more than 10,000 miles tall, was as small as grass in his palm.

Fukurokuju took out Lord Hornless' corpse from the divine tree. A green pen flew out of the corpse.

Yan Zhexian's beautiful eyes shrank in Tungsten Square. She immediately recognized that it was her talisman pen.

Fukurokuju plucked a hair from the pen and released the Immortal Vampire that Zhang Ruochen had placed in the space within the hair. The Immortal Vampire was frightened by the invisible divine power and fell to the ground. He trembled and could not speak.

Seeing this, the cultivators of Yanluo Clan were speechless.

Yan Zhexian's pretty face was even colder. She glared at Zhang Ruochen and cursed in a low voice.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to be number one among the ten clans. How could he let Yanluo Clan get hold of him so easily? He had prepared a backup plan.

The Immortal Vampires were even more impressed by Zhang Ruochen.

Fukurokuju said, "The Celestial-Hunting battle is over. The ranking of the ten clans only represents the strength of this new millennium cultivators. If you want to regain your dignity and glory, you will have a chance to fight again in a thousand years.

"Next, I have a few announcements to make."