Utmost Tao, Divine King/C28 Total human ratio!
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C28 Total human ratio!

"Oh right, I remember now. A while ago, Brother Scissor not only targeted foreign races, he also targeted my Human Clan's few great clans and the royal family. He also targeted my Chen Family's, Sun Mansion's, and Yun Chao's as well!"

Someone thought of the key points of the matter. He recalled that the three great families that he had challenged a few days ago had coincidentally matched up with the few families that he had targeted in the past.

"That's not right, their looks are not right!"

"The heck, you idiot. Brother Scissor is so powerful. Can't he use such a simple skill to change his appearance?" A cultivator said.

"Uh, that's true!"

At this time, Xia Yang's multiple identities were all compatible. He was Brother Scissor, the one who caused a huge ruckus in Longxian.

On the stage, Xia Yang wore a mask, looked around, and it was completely silent. Many people wanted to know what the real face of Mask Man was like? Was it delicate, or was it resolute?

White or bronze?

Xia Yang is very famous in Longxian.

"People of the Yun Chao, why haven't you come down to receive this grandpa's baptism yet?" Xia Yang said lazily, pointing at a young disciple with Yun Chao, his tone was extremely disdainful.

"After looking for you for a long time, you've finally appeared. Die, little thief!"

When the few big families heard that the Mask Man was in the stage of the Eastern Palace, they all rushed over. There was no lack of great cultivator, they were all the elite of their clan.

Even the great cultivator s of the Eastern Palace flew out and surrounded Xia Yang, wanting to capture him in a jar.

"Hehe, it's not enough for all of you to come in a pile!" After that, he did not even look at the group of great cultivator s. He still waved his hand at the young elites from the Yun Chao, and berated them: "Still not coming down, do you want me to go up and invite you?"

The legs of the young elite from Yun Chao were shaking. This Mask Man was too evil, maybe not only would he not make it to the gala, but he would also cause a ruckus.

"How dare you ignore us, capture him!"

Some of the great cultivator s were furious, what kind of status did they have? How could they be looked down upon by a young man?

The great cultivator stepped onto the stage and raised his hand to grab Xia Yang. He wanted to make Xia Yang's teeth fall out, but in the next moment, his hand was frozen in mid air, everyone cried out in shock, What happened?

Could it be that this Mask Man is also a great cultivator?

Suddenly, within the entire Longxian, the eight hall masters, the Great Sage s, and some powerful great cultivator s all heard a burst of weak voices, which carried a might that defied the heavens.

"Fair competition, if this senior wants to interfere, don't blame me for being heartless!"

"Yes, Battle Spirit Lord!" All these people had to do was bow their heads and not utter a single word.

"The match will continue!" After saying those words, the weak voice fell silent.

At the same time, many big shots in the Human Clan were shocked. Could it be that Battle Spirit Lord wanted to protect that Mask Man? Who was behind him? Would it cause the Battle Spirit Lord to be afraid?

Including Great Sage, all the other Palace Masters of the other eight halls were extremely swift and decisive as they started to announce that no seniors were allowed to participate in the competition, otherwise, they would be killed without mercy.

When he said it, many people were shocked. Could it be that it was for the sake of the Mask Man, that those big figures released such a notice? What exactly was the background of the Mask Man?

At the same time, Dragon Fault Heavenly Palace and Great Sage's expression were solemn. They frequently nodded, and their gazes were sometimes profound and sometimes fleeting, as if they were receiving some kind of instruction.

"So that's how it is …" In the end, the Great Sage sighed. There were many things that exceeded his imagination.

And at this time, the source of all this, Xia Yang, was wearing a mask and cursing loudly.

As for the great cultivator s who wanted to take action just now, they all retreated. Although they were unwilling, they had no choice but to obey.

"Do you dare to fight?!"

It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, but the excessive pressure almost caused him to explode. When he was stimulated to a point now, he passed out.

"Just like a princess with Yun Chao, trash!" Xia Yang's voice was cold as he jumped off the stage and walked away.

At this time, Xia Yang knew that he had already obtained a placing in the Human Clan Competition, so everything that he needed to take revenge on was now.

The crowd automatically parted to form a path. It was quite spectacular, as it was meant for a single person.

"Human Clan is still a competition, none of you will be able to escape!" This was what Xia Yang said before he disappeared, it was astonishing, that this Mask Man was determined to deal with a few families.

"Investigate everything! Investigate when the young generation of my clan offended an underworld clan! " The Patriarchs of the various families were all roaring. They couldn't stand being targeted like this.

In fact, when Xia Yang faced everyone with his identity as the Mask Man, it was not that he was bold enough to be fearless, it was just that he had communicated with the Human Battle Spirit yesterday. It was that elder Yang Mu had personally sent a sound transmission telling him not to make things big and to stop when necessary, in order to protect him for the rest of his life.

This was the reason why Xia Yang went up on stage as the Mask Man. Old Yang Tree knew that Xia Yang wasn't a being from this world, and he was a huge variable. Old Yang Tree couldn't see through him, so he didn't know if this was good or bad, but he could temporarily help and give him a chance to rise.

It was because the situation with Human Clan was simply too worrisome …

Xia Yang also did not promise the Battle Spirit of Human Clan how he would save Human Clan. It was just that, as a human in his previous life, he did not have too much hatred for Human Clan in this life.

Many things had already been settled, and time was of the essence. Within the short span of five days, the challenges of Human Clan had all come to an end, and the competition was about to end.

On the seventh day, before the Dragon Fault Heavenly Palace, Great Sage stood proudly in the air dressed in a golden robe. His entire being was filled with vigor, as if the sun, moon, and stars were completely in control of his hands.

The Great Sage waved his hand, and a picture scroll appeared in the sky. It was just that the picture scroll was blank, without any words or birds or beasts, followed by the Great Sage's finger waving, he pointed at the picture scroll, and after a few breaths, a few words flashed gold light, causing everyone to be unable to open their eyes.

The four golden words were "Human Clan Competition".

It was an unconcealable excitement for the large clans that had obtained an entry. The Human Clan s were better than the ones that passed, then after passing the competition of all races, good fortune would be forthcoming, perhaps they could reproduce for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, or maybe even more.

"Begin!" Great Sage shouted loudly, and his tongue formed the sound of spring thunder, piercing into the heavens, shaking the entire land.

Eight halls plus a rogue cultivator. Out of billions of people, a total of 900 people were selected. This was a total of exactly nine out of nine people. There was a certain number.

Other than the fact that the top three of each palace did not need to continue participating in the competition, the rest of the nine hundred people would be scattered and would proceed to the elimination round. The sixty-four people would take a group, and with two pairs of eyes facing each other, they would enter the thirty-two, enter the sixteen, and finally decide on the eight elites.

Each group had the top eight, and the dozen or so groups added up to more than a hundred people. This was the origin of the last spots to be obtained by Human Clan.

Ever since the Great Sage announced the start of the competition, an entire afternoon had passed, and all the elites had been dispersed and regrouped. It was not until dusk when many people drew lots to confirm their opponents.

The next day would be the final battle, and the Human Clan competition would continue for three days.

The night was dark, Xia Yang hid within a dilapidated ancient temple and meditated with his eyes closed. The strong qi in his body surged, showing signs of breaking through to the Channel Opening Stage.

After the great perfection of the Refinement Stage, the speed of the Aura Circling Sea's circulation would increase by many times, and the strong qi swimming through the body would begin to violently attack the meridians. If one did not grasp it well and did not prepare in advance, their life would be in danger.

Xia Yang felt that this was not the best time to break into the Channel Opening Stage. He wanted to use the human race to gain more experience, to fight more, to gain more insights, and to have a clearer understanding of the battle's meaning. Only then would he be able to break into the Channel Opening Stage and receive the true great competition.

Many races had grudges against each other, and would look for opportunities to take revenge in the competition. This kind of thing was something that no one could stop, because this was the competition between tens of thousands of clans. It was simply too chaotic, and it was extremely likely for people to die without even a complete corpse upon seeing blood.

Therefore, after Xia Yang completed the Human Clan Competition, he started to rush to the Channel Opening Stage to welcome the competition from the thousands of clans.

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