All the human masters present knew of the tomb keepers and their abilities.
They were the deputy gods of the human race, each of them possessing considerable power. Some of them were ascetic cultivators and were even stronger than other tomb keepers.
But who was Heath?
The ancestor had mentioned him specifically, saying he would only make his decision once Heath had returned. Most of the human masters here knew nothing of him.
Seeing as the ancestor placed such great value on him, his cultivation base and status must be something to behold. Because of this, no one dared inquire about him casually. They decided they had to show much respect for him.
The human masters waited in the Ancestral Land for three days, but the tomb keepers had still not arrived. They were all getting restless now. What if those damn witchers decided to help Darren break through to the Superior God Realm on their own?
They grew equally uneasy and terrified.
"Ancestor, when will the tomb keepers make their return?"
Lord Feng finally stood out and spoke up.
"You are getting impatient as well?"
The ancestor did not show himself. It was a guard in a black robe that responded to him.
"It's more that I can't wait to enter the abyss than anything else," Lord Feng said, his face devoid of any expression.
"Ha ha."
Someone beside him laughed disdainfully and said in a tone rife with hostility, "If you want to die, just go on with Starry Sword. I will not be joining you on that fool's errand. Humph!"
Many of them were unhappy with how Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng protected Darren. They thought to themselves that if Darren did die, perhaps there would not be such trouble now.
The situation was currently not likely to go well. It was very probable that Darren would bring disasters to all the human masters.
Lord Feng ignored the man, he had no time to waste arguing with these cowards.
"What is it? You know how wrong you are and so you will not respond?"
"You and Starry Sword are indeed famous in the illusion world. But don't think for a second that you can actually lead the human race. You still have much to learn."
"I say we punish the two of them first."
Many human masters agreed and began pointing their fingers threateningly at Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng.
They were getting more and more aggressive now, mocking and cursing. Some even released their god's senses, preparing for a fight.
Boom! Boom!
The entire square trembled as the tension rose. Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng sprung up into the air at the same time.
Lord Feng glanced down at the crowd contemptuously, and growled at them, "You cowards, if you've got a problem with us, come up here and fight!"
His thunderous roar echoed though the sky and across the land.
"You're only at the top level of the Superior God Realm. You're terribly overestimating yourself. Allow me to teach you two stupid things a lesson in humility!"
replied an old man with a gourd in his hand angrily. Several people then rushed over in an instant.
"Lord Starry Sword, this man is barely enough to warm me up. I'll leave this one to you," Lord Feng said scornfully.
Lord Starry Sword glanced at the old man unimpressed, before closing his eyes. He didn't even bother looking at him any longer.
The man was at the middle-level of the Deputy God Realm; this was nothing to Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng.
"How dare you, you insolent little nothings! You're going to get it now!"
The old man burned with rage and threw the gourd he was holding. It soared through the air and shot golden lights out that darted at Lord Feng.
"To hell with you!" thundered Lord Feng.
The winds whipped and clouds gathered as the lightning lit up the entire Ancestral Land.
The booming crack of thunder rang out and Lord Feng's bellow dispersed the old man's golden light and penetrated into his mind.
Puff!
The old man suffered no impact but he vomited blood violently and his aura lowered as his breath of life was about to vanish as well.
"What's going on?"
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