Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saint Realms and create Yama Palace

An elder of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan spoke, somewhat puzzled by his clan leader's rage.

What on earth could have happened to make their clan leader, who had already stepped into the Quasi-Emperor realm, so furious?

"Clan Leader, the soul lamps of the Divine Son and the Second Elder have been extinguished!"

Just then, a sorrowful voice rang out.

As soon as these words were spoken.

The entire Golden-Winged Great Peng clan was as if struck by a massive earthquake, and everyone's expression changed.

This was a momentous event.

A Great Saint and the Divine Son they had placed their hopes on had both fallen.

They had forgotten.

How long had it been since the last Great Saint or Saint King had fallen?

Moreover.

This time, it was the Golden-Winged Great Peng King, hailed as a peerless prodigy with the potential to attain the Great Emperor realm.

For tens of thousands of years.

He was the most monstrous talent in the entire clan, and the one with the most hope of restoring the past glory.

Now.

He was dead.

And not only the Golden-Winged Great Peng King, but also the Third Elder, a Great Saint realm protector, had also fallen.

This was undoubtedly a major earthquake.

It severed the hopes of their younger generation.

It severely damaged their foundation.

"What exactly happened!"

Instantly.

One terrifying aura after another emanated from the depths, these were all dormant foundations of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan.

Each one was an old monster.

All were nearing the end of their lifespan, sealed in divine sources, existing as the foundation of the clan.

Now.

They were all alarmed.

"My son was assassinated, and the Third Elder also fell as a result!"

"The strength of the attacker is not simple, my divine sense was directly obliterated before it could even recover!"

The clan leader of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, named Jin Fenghua!

At this moment, his face was as gloomy as thunder, extremely ugly, like a volcano about to erupt, extremely dangerous.

"Investigate!"

"No matter what the identity of the murderer, they must pay the price, even if the Human Race Holy Land is backing them, my Golden-Winged Great Peng clan will wash the Human Race Holy Land in blood!"

"So many years have passed, it seems those fellows have forgotten the ferocity of my Golden-Winged Great Peng clan!"

An old monster of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan roared, his eyes red.

This time their loss was too great.

Their hope was extinguished.

The fall of a Great Saint.

Was enough to severely damage the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, but compared to this, the extinguishing of hope was what angered them the most.

After all.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng King had the hope of restoring the past glory of their clan, and producing another Great Emperor, now that hope was gone.

How could they not be furious?

Tens of thousands of years of hope, vanished into thin air.

. How could they endure it?

Golden Ancient City.

After the great battle, just when it hadn't recovered yet.

Suddenly.

An aura as deep as an abyss, like a vast galaxy, descended.

Under this aura.

Instantly.

Everyone in the entire Golden Ancient City fell to the ground, lying on the ground, as if the gravity had suddenly increased countless times.

From the Sage to the mortal.

No matter what realm, no matter what identity.

At this moment.

All were lying on the ground, looking in horror at the figures in the air who were like gods.

They were surrounded by golden mystic light, wearing golden armor, like supreme beings, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, sweeping across the myriad realms.

"The experts of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan?"

The Sage of the Golden Ancient Clan was terrified, having just sent away the people from the Yama Palace, now the experts of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan had arrived.

Without a doubt.

These people must have come because of the Golden-Winged Great Peng King's matter.

Several golden figures stood high in the sky.

All were experts of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, .

The leader was none other than the father of the Golden-Winged Great Peng King.

A Quasi-Emperor realm expert.

Jin Fenghua!

And the several people beside him were all elders, basically starting from the Saint King realm.

Buzz.

A wave of fluctuation came, and the Sage of the Golden Ancient Clan was grabbed by some kind of force, instantly arriving in front of Jin Fenghua.

Looking at Jin Fenghua in front of him, who was filled with murderous intent, this Sage almost cried in his heart.

Why was he so unlucky.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng King wanted to come to study at the Golden Ancient City.

The Yama Palace assassinated the Golden-Winged Great Peng King.

And then.

These things finally ended.

The experts of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan came again, and they came aggressively, with ill intentions, obviously there was nothing good.

And if he wasn't careful, they might repeat the same mistakes and be bloodbathed by these experts in front of him.

"They all say that Sages can roam freely between heaven and earth, what bullshit!"

"When you encounter top experts, aren't you still just like an ant?"

This Sage of the Golden Ancient Clan cursed in his heart, but on the surface he was still full of fear, and even put on a very low posture, not even daring to look directly at these people in front of him.

Fearing that these people would not like it and directly kill him.

"Who died at my son's hands!" Jin Fenghua said expressionlessly, his cold eyes staring directly at this Sage, and said coldly.

"The Yama Palace Master, Yama!" He was not a hard bone, and had nothing to do with the Yama Palace.

Even if he knew that if the Yama Palace hadn't appeared, the entire Golden Ancient City would have been bloodbathed.

But he didn't care.

He just wanted to live.

"Yama Palace!"

Jin Fenghua's eyes narrowed, his big hand condensed, and a finger pointed on the Sage's head.

Soul Searching was activated.

Instantly.

This Sage screamed again and again, his wailing spread for several miles, making everyone shudder.

After a moment.

Seeming to have found out clearly, Jin Fenghua flicked his finger, and the foundation of this Golden Ancient Clan, also the Sage of the Golden Ancient Clan.

Instantly.

Vanished into thin air!

"Yama Palace Yama!"

Jin Fenghua murmured to himself, with amazing killing intent in his eyes.

Buzz.

At this moment.

A ray of light flickered, condensing into a figure, this was a young man, with a refined face, wearing a blue robe, exuding a scholarly air, making people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze!