My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 542  Dig Up Your Ancestral Grave Within Three Months!

The powerhouses of the Taiyi divine race were annihilated.

Ha!

Seeing this result, Wu Yuanjun and the others of the Night Demon divine race, as well as the people of the Tushan family who were watching the battle, all gasped.

Their gazes toward the Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu were filled with intense fear and dread.

That was a Divine King and twelve level 10 Heavenly Gods!

They died just like that? All of their lifespan and cultivation were absorbed, and they simply became the Mad Daoist's stepping stones?

"The Wicked Trio is so terrifying," Wu Yuanjun sighed with emotion.

At this very moment, he finally understood why Fu Tianjiang was so afraid.

The cruelty and power of the Wicked Trio far exceeded his imagination. Rather, their foundation and methods had completely subverted his understanding.

Once such people became his enemies, he would surely bring disaster upon himself.

Thinking of this, Wu Yuanjun couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he didn't act impulsively against the Wicked Trio.

Otherwise, he and the Night Demon divine race would have ended up like Yun Tianshu and the others.

In fact, Wu Yuanjun wasn't the only one who was secretly rejoicing. The other divine races who were watching felt the same.

"This time, the Taiyi divine race has provoked someone they can't. Once they provoke the Wicked Trio, I'm afraid the entire divine race will not be at peace," Someone in the crowd sighed.

"Sigh, the Wicked Trio is too heaven-defying. God knows where they came from."

"If they go to the Divine Continent, won't they cause a ruckus?"

"This world is already chaotic enough. If the Wicked Trio is added to it, I really don't know what kind of scene it will be."

"It won't be long before the entire Divine Continent will be turned into a mess by them."

...

Whispers came from the crowd. They were all worried that the Wicked Trio would cause chaos in the Divine Continent.

The Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu ignored their reactions and worries.

After putting away the corpses of Yun Tianshu and the others, they looked in the direction of the Taiyi divine race with fierce eyes.

However, the golden divine boat that Yun Zongheng and the others were on had long disappeared.

"Oh? They actually ran away?"

Qin Daofu was surprised.

"Hmph, let's see where they can run to! The enmity between the Taiyi divine race and the Wicked Trio is irreconcilable. Within three months, we vow to dig up the ancestral graves of the Taiyi divine race. I'll have to trouble you to tell the Taiyi divine race to be prepared. Whoever offends us will have no good ending!" The Mad Daoist said fiercely.

What? They would dig up the ancestral graves of the Taiyi divine race?

Wu Yuanjun and the others were shocked.

None of them had expected the Mad Daoist to be so direct, publicly declaring that he would dig up the Taiyi divine race's ancestral graves.

"Alright, everyone, have you watched enough? The Tianlong divine race, Lietian divine race, Jiuyang divine race, and the other divine races, do you still want your Saints and clansmen back? If yes, hurry up and hand over the treasures to redeem them. If you dawdle, I might change my mind."

Boom!

The Mad Daoist waved his hand, and the ancient Golden Divine Tomb appeared in the air.

Immediately after, Ying Changsheng and the others were thrown to the ground.

They weren't in a good state. Half of their lifespan and cultivation had been absorbed by the Mad Daoist.

"Damn Mad Daoist, how dare you treat my race's Saint like this!"

The powerhouses of the Tianlong divine race cursed fiercely in their hearts which were filled with anger and hatred.

When the other divine race saw the state of their Saints and clansmen, their chests were also filled with intense hatred.

However, they were afraid of the Mad Daoist's power, so they didn't dare to show it.

Instead, their faces were filled with smiles.

"Our Saint has offended you, but please show mercy. The Tianlong divine race is willing to offer ten Heavenly God treasures to redeem the Saint and our clansmen."

A dignified middle-aged man in black stepped forward from the Tianlong divine race and cupped his hands.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately took out ten Heavenly God treasures and handed them to the Mad Daoist.

"Not bad, Tianlong divine race."

The Mad Daoist nodded in appreciation.

With a wave of his hand, he put away the ten Heavenly God treasures.

"The Lietian divine race is also willing to offer ten Heavenly God treasures in exchange for the Saint and our clansmen."

"It's the same for the Jiuyang divine race."

"And the Zhurong divine race."

...

Following the Tianlong divine race, the representatives of the various great divine races stepped forward one after another and took out ten Heavenly God treasures each.

The Mad Daoist did not reject any of them and kept them all. The smile on his face became brighter.

"Sir, can we take our people away now?"

"Of course. We of the Wicked Trio value credibility. If we say that we are only looking for money, we won't harm their lives. Now, you can take them away."

The Mad Daoist waved his hand.

Ying Changsheng and the others had been redeemed with ten Heavenly God treasures.

To the Mad Daoist and the others, it was a huge profit. Their value had been fulfilled.

Therefore, it was useless to keep them any longer.

Whoosh!

Hearing the Mad Daoist's words, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Without any hesitation, they brought their Saints and clansmen and left the Mountain Mausoleum Area as quickly as possible.

The Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu could not care less about them. When all the divine races' members left, they immediately came to Lin Wudao.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Extremely grand and mysterious sounds echoed in the vast sky.

Immediately after, an infinite Great Dao divine light pierced through the void and enveloped Lin Wudao.

Under the illumination of the Great Dao divine light, Lin Wudao's body emitted rumbling sounds. Dao rhythms appeared on his flesh, blood, bones, and tendons.

With this, his physical body, soul, and life level underwent an unprecedented sublimation, a metamorphosis.

Divine patterns of the Great Dao interweaved all over his body, looking mysterious and unpredictable.

"Brother Ren's tribulation this time seems extraordinary. Once he becomes a True God, his combat strength will probably be even more heaven-defying. Perhaps he can kill a Divine King with a wave of his hand?" Qin Daofu exclaimed.

"Yes. Brother Ren is much more powerful than us. It seems that he needs a few more days to build his divine body and complete his sublimation. Let's guard this place well."

As he spoke, the Mad Daoist sat cross-legged on the ground.

"By the way, old lunatic, how much lifespan did you consume when you used the Heaven Burier Domain just now?"

At this moment, Qin Daofu seemed to have thought of something and asked with a serious expression.

The Heaven Burier Domain could forcefully reduce the cultivation and realm of a Divine King to that of a True God. Such power was simply heaven-defying.

Given the Mad Daoist's strength, he must have paid a heavy price.

The Mad Daoist nodded solemnly.

"700,000 years of lifespan," He said calmly.

What? Seven hundred thousand years?

Hearing this, Qin Daofu could not help but be shocked.

"Then how much lifespan did you have before?"

"Eight hundred thousand years."

"In that case, you lost 90% of your lifespan to use the Heaven Burier Domain?"

"Yes."

"Old lunatic, you're just awesome!"

Qin Daofu gave him a thumbs up and praised him.

By losing 700,000 years of his lifespan, the Mad Daoist's ten years of accumulation had been depleted by more than half.

The losses were not small.

"After Brother Ren becomes a True God and the matter with the Lishan Divine Kingdom is over, we must go to the Taiyi divine race and take revenge. We have to recover your losses," Qin Daofu growled fiercely. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"This is a must. The Taiyi divine race caused me to lose 700,000 years of my lifespan. How can I let this go just like that? At that time, I will bury them all!"

The Mad Daoist had a ferocious look on his face.

700,000 years of lifespan!

His heart ached.

...

Lin Wudao did not pay attention to what was happening outside. He focused all his attention on forging the divine body.

Finally, after experiencing the cleansing and baptism of the Great Dao divine light for three days, he successfully advanced to the True God realm.

At the same time, he forged the Great Dao Supreme Body.