Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

Hou Yi rushed forward and performed a secret technique. His bones made crackling sounds and turned into silver, which was as crystal clear as white jade and emitted a bright light.

The bones and nails were cracked, and Houyi's left arm smashed the skeleton to the ground. He swooped over, grabbed the bone and tore it hard, breaking it. Then he threw the nail through the rock wall of the Kun tribe's ancestral tomb.

The heroes of the Kun tribe were horrified, even their ancestor was nearly burned to death.

If he really died here, then most of his cultivation would be wasted. Once he became an ordinary cultivator, it would be the same as death.

This is simply a shame!
"Damn it!" someone growled.

The skeleton let out an unwilling roar, and the arm that was broken by Hou Yi struggled violently, cracking the stone wall and breaking free. The skeleton was actually intact, without any damage even at the broken bones, which was really shocking.

This body was too solid, comparable to the Chaos Treasure, and could not be shaken. Houyi even suspected that the owner of the skeleton was immortal, otherwise how could this be possible.

However, the skeleton was not fully restored.

His hands were still missing and the bones were broken.

This remains is already very weak and no longer has any fighting power.

He turned and flew towards the exit, but Houyi shot an arrow through the air and pierced his back.

The body of the corpse shook, and its feather-like hair flew, and it easily broke free from the feather arrow.

This is truly terrifying. This body possesses extremely strong self-healing abilities and a powerful body, it can almost be called immortal.

Hou Yi punched the corpse, and his bones were rumbling, but the corpse was unharmed.

"Damn it!" He cursed inwardly, took out the Black Tortoise Armor and put it on. This was one of the treasures of the Kun clan. It could withstand a blow from the Jidao Emperor's weapon without breaking, and its defensive power was extremely amazing.

"Although I am seriously injured, I can still kill you." said the corpse, his voice cold and ruthless, as if it came from the underworld.

"I don't believe it!" Houyi shouted.

"Okay, then I'll let you see who the real archer is." The corpse snorted coldly and hooked his finger.

Houyi's feather arrows flew back, buzzing in the air, and then exploded one after another automatically, blooming with brilliant brilliance, dazzling and gorgeous, and finally turned into fireworks-like brilliance, magnificent and gorgeous.

When the light from the last arrow faded away, the entire ancestral temple was illuminated, radiant and dazzling, like a magic lamp, illuminating the darkness.

But the next moment, the light suddenly shrank, all the brilliance dimmed, disappeared, and returned to normal.

Hou Yi smiled coldly: "I have killed countless of your descendants. You will not let me down, will you?"

At this moment, inky black cracks appeared on the body. This was because his body was disintegrating and the vitality within was draining away.

"You...I...have lost." He began.

“Your way has collapsed and has long ceased to be a system. How can you talk about defeat?” Houyi sneered.

An arrow shot out, piercing his forehead and blood gushed out.

The corpse fell to the ground with a bang. Houyi walked closer, checked his body, and then showed a scornful smile.

"There is no vitality in your body at all." Houyi said, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"So that's how it is. It's really fate that plays tricks on us." The corpse spoke.

"Why have you become like this?" Houyi frowned, feeling a little strange. He did not recognize the ancestor of the Kun tribe in front of him. He should not belong to this star field because this was on several other ancient stars.

"I was originally an insect, but I encountered great fortune at the edge of the universe. I swallowed enough golden liquid and successfully transformed. However, due to various factors, my body was broken and my lifespan was exhausted. I could not escape my fate."

This remains is very sad. He has never told this memory to other tribesmen, but today he can't help but want to tell it.

"What golden liquid?" Houyi frowned.

"My blood contains rich essence, which is not comparable to ordinary metals." The remains explained.

Houyi suddenly realized what this thing was. The insects did need it, but it was not suitable for the Kun tribe. The divine power contained in this blood was too great.

They devour, eventually causing their bodies to explode and turn into ash.

Houyi sighed and did not pursue the matter further, because the Kun tribe had also committed a serious crime. May the dead rest in peace.

"Youngster, take me away." The skeleton spoke.

Houyi was silent for a moment, nodded, and put him into the bronze coffin.

The high-ranking officials of the Kun tribe were furious. This was the corpse of their ancestor, and it was actually brought out by his descendants. Did they want to take it away?

"How dare you! Get back here!" The great elder of the Kun tribe scolded, he was very angry.

"How dare you desecrate the ancestral tomb of our Kun clan?" Several other high-ranking members of the Kun clan spoke up, all of them full of hostility.

"Houyi, you are too arrogant. Who do you think you are? Why do you take away our ancestral tomb?" someone shouted.

"What do you know? This is my ancestor. How dare you disrespect him?" Houyi said in a cold voice.

He was not speaking nonsense, because he had obtained the notes and records left by the skeleton in the Kun tribe's ancestral temple, which stated his origins and mentioned what kind of insects his tribe was.

"What, he is the ancestor of the Wukun tribe?"

Upon hearing this, many members of the Kun tribe were greatly shocked. They all froze in place, their faces turning pale.

What kind of concept is this? He is actually their ancestor. How is this possible?

"Haha, Houyi, are you crazy?" someone shouted, not believing that this was true.

"Houyi, are you crazy? The ancestor of our tribe has been in meditation for millions of years. How could he survive? This must be a lie." More people shouted.

This was too shocking, they could not believe it no matter what. How could the ancestor be Houyi's ancestor?

"What do you know? The ancestor of our clan is known to be the only one in the world that can compete with him, the Kun clan." Houyi said coldly, unwilling to say more. He controlled the huge black tortoise armor, leaped up, and prepared to leave.

"You are not allowed to leave. Hand over our ancestral bones."

"Take it out and return it to us."

"Who are you? You are not worthy enough to take away the ancestral bones. Hand them over immediately and I will forgive your crime."

The high-ranking officials of the Kun tribe shouted and tried to stop Hou Yi. At the same time, some people offered various magic weapons to try to snatch the skeleton. Hou Yi shouted coldly and activated the Black Tortoise Armor. Suddenly, runes were densely covered and divine light flooded the place. With a popping sound, all the magic weapons exploded.

This is a Saint Emperor-level battle armor, extremely terrifying. Even the magic skills of the Kun clan’s high-level leaders are useless and they are easily crushed.

“You bunch of ants, if you dare to make noise again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” Houyi’s eyes were cold and his words were icy, making people tremble.

"How dare you! We are from the Kun tribe. How dare you speak to us like this? Do you know who we are?" Many high-ranking officials of the Kun tribe were furious.

"Do you know who I am? How dare a few small insects jump in front of me?" Houyi sneered.

"What did you say? How dare you insult our Kun people? Are you looking for death?"

"What's wrong with insulting you?" Hou Yi sneered, "You are a bunch of beasts, you even covet your ancestors' things. I think we should clean up the family, kill all of you, and completely destroy the Kun clan."

This sentence made everyone in the Kun tribe pale. They all knew Houyi's fierce reputation. It was not a threat at all, but he really had this intention.

"Houyi, what do you want to do? I warn you, our tribe has a supreme leader who is about to enter the Tongtian realm and become an unparalleled powerful man." The old patriarch of the Kun tribe roared.

This was a threat to Houyi, hoping that he would be afraid and not dare to actually massacre the tribe, because if he did so, he would surely suffer a disaster and be besieged by the powerful.

Unfortunately, Hou Yi was not afraid, but said coldly: "People of the Kun tribe, your ancestors were extremely cruel and slaughtered dozens of tribes. You do not repent but are complacent. It is really hateful. In this case, I will send you off."

"You want to kill us? That's simply wishful thinking. Don't forget where you are. This is the ancestral tomb of the Kun clan." Someone shouted.

"My Kun tribe is not weaker than any force and we are not afraid of your provocation." Someone else shouted, indicating that he would not surrender.

Houyi sneered, he took out three swords and inserted them into the sacred mountain. Suddenly, the sky was filled with rosy clouds and auspicious colors, and the entire Kun tribe’s sacred mountain was glowing.

These three swords are too important. They are treasures inherited by the Kun clan. They have to be sacrificed every 50,000 years to show their power. Now all three swords are unsheathed, shining brightly to suppress the Kun clan.

"Houyi, you have gone too far in bullying our Kun tribe." Many high-ranking officials of the Kun tribe roared, all gritting their teeth, wishing they could tear Houyi apart alive.

They are all high-ranking members of the Kun tribe. They usually order others around and treat them as slaves. How could they have had such a frustrating experience?

"Although our Kun clan is declining, we still have great magical powers that are beyond your imagination. Otherwise, how could we be willing to submit and be our subjects?"

"Hmph, you bunch of traitors. You have completely forgotten the oath you made. What else are you afraid to say?" Houyi glanced at them coldly.

"We didn't want to fight at that time. We wanted to survive, but we were forced to agree. Otherwise, we would be exterminated sooner or later." Someone shouted in a sad voice.

"This is a shame for our Kun clan. Today, not only can we not preserve our ancestral bones, but not even a single hair can be left. Otherwise, we would rather die than rest in peace." Many high-ranking officials of the Kun clan roared.

Suddenly, eight beams of light rushed out from the Kun tribe and pierced through the sky. The scene was terrifying, like nine divine waterfalls falling. The sight was astonishing.

The Kun clan's high-ranking officials all changed color. They all sacrificed and refined their own innate magical weapons, which glowed at this moment, resonating with the ancestral land, communicating with the ancestral spirits, and summoning their ancestral blood.

These people kept roaring, using secret methods to draw the essence of heaven and earth and pour it into this sacred land.

Their innate divine weapons emitted blazing divine light, and these people sat cross-legged in the void, trying their best to absorb the vast essence and make up for their losses.

Eight divine lights broke through the clouds and reached the depths of the universe, illuminating the ancient history. This was the last trump card of the Kun clan, and they decided to fight to the death.

Eight beams of light converged here, condensing into eight blurry shadows, hazy and blurry, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

"The spirits of our ancestors have appeared, and our clan has hope of revival. Houyi, our clan should not be provoked. Even though we die, we will never allow anyone to blaspheme. Get out now!" someone shouted.

They were performing forbidden magic to attract the ancestral land and activate the eight ancestral spirit bodies.

Houyi frowned. This was the foundation of their Kun tribe, and they would not use it easily unless it was a critical moment. He did not expect that these people would really dare to use such a killing tactic.

They indeed possessed astonishing means. The eight figures blurred and gradually materialized, like people walking out of chaos, emitting extremely vast waves.

They all raised their feet and stepped on the ground. In an instant, the earth shook and the entire ancestral land collapsed. Spider-web-like cracks appeared and then exploded inch by inch.

Houyi was shocked. The Kun tribe was indeed extremely powerful. No wonder they had survived this era. Such might was terrifying. Even a saint would feel his scalp tingling when encountering it.

The eight ancient beings moved together and retreated. They were very fast and fled into the distance in an instant, disappearing into the horizon.

Houyi did not pursue them because the eight ancient ancestors were too powerful. Even though he had a divine body, he was no match for them and could not show off his strength.

"Listen to me, all of you. Today I will get rid of you on behalf of the Kun tribe, so as to avoid leaving behind any trouble and causing chaos in the future." Houyi said coldly. These people had massacred dozens of tribes and should not be let off easily.

“How dare you! Our ancient ancestor is about to return.” The Kun people shouted angrily, thinking that Houyi was crazy for wanting to destroy them.

Hou Yi sneered, showing a disdainful look, and said: "They are just corpses, how can they be called ancient ancestors? They haven't lived to this day, so you don't have to worry."

Everyone in the Kun tribe was shocked when they heard this. So sure? Could it be that this person had seen the ancient ancestor? This was too arrogant.

"I advise you to surrender obediently, kneel on the ground, kowtow to us, maybe there is still a chance to survive." Someone said sinisterly. This is the great magical power of their Kun clan, which can rely on external forces.

"You guys talk too much nonsense." Houyi said coldly, and then stepped forward, approaching these Kun tribe warriors with cold eyes.

"Okay, in that case, don't blame us for being ruthless. You will pay a heavy price and will die." Many high-ranking officials of the Kun clan shouted.

Hou Yi laughed coldly and said, "Don't mention the ancient ancestors to me. They are all dead people. Do you think they will come to rescue you?"

They are all the most outstanding descendants of the Kun clan. They have mastered special methods and can set up formations here to communicate with ancient beings.

This time the preparations were very thorough. They believed that no matter how powerful Houyi was, it would be useless and he would eventually die here. The Kun tribe still had a strong backer.

The huge wave of the Eight-part Force erupted, like a galaxy bursting its banks, rushing towards all directions, shattering several nearby short peaks and turning them into powder, with smoke and dust covering the sky.

"Houyi, you are finished. The spirits of our ancestors will be resurrected and will destroy both your body and soul." Everyone shouted with ferocious smiles.

This scene was too terrifying. Eight energy storms swept across, destroying all directions. All the plants within a radius of dozens of feet were blown to pieces, and the ashes of grass and trees flew everywhere.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from this area, the earth shook, the sky trembled violently, and terrifying waves overflowed, shocking people's souls.

Houyi's face darkened slightly. Although he seemed to have thrown a few punches casually just now, he was actually harboring murderous intent, shaking the heaven and earth with his unparalleled punching power.

However, there was no explosion there, but instead it intensified, eight thick beams of light rose up, covering the area and resisting his domineering attack.

The ground was cracked, rocks were falling off, and the soil here was boiling and turning into a fiery red color, as if it was about to burn. It was a terrifying sight.

Eight ancient creatures appeared, all black and surrounded by runes, as if they came from chaos, with a sense of vicissitudes. (End of this chapter)