From the entrance of Wuzhou to the road leading to the Ancient City, there are a total of nine paths, each ancient road has more than three or five post stations, guarded by many powerful beings.

The deeper you go, the stronger the guardians of the post stations become. You might even encounter Emperor Realm experts or even Heaven Emperor Realm at the end.

In the history of the Human Clan, there have been geniuses who could sweep across the ancient roads, but they are very few.

Even a Great Emperor who has verified the Tao wouldn't dare to boast.

Yet, this Demon Race who hasn't even verified the Tao is so arrogant as to claim they will break through the Ninth Road?

Truly laughable.

Bai Yi sneers continuously.

Kill!

There's nothing more to say.

Wuxian opens his eyes, filled with killing intent, and, carrying a force of ten thousand pounds, charges in.

In an instant, the battlefield boils over.

At this moment!

On the Eighth Road, in an ancient town.

The guardian here is a middle-aged man, refined in appearance and with a thin face. He just received the news that Chen Pingping's lineage has invaded the post station of the Ninth Road.

At the same time, the Northern Demon Emperor is also making a move.

"Master, Chen Pingping's lineage making a move at this time has a very obvious intent!" A man on the side couldn't help but say.

Many young talents from the Ancient City are gradually heading towards the Southern Diaspora.

Most of them are still on the ancient road, a few have arrived in this area, about to traverse the ancient road from Wuzhou into Huangzhou, and then into the Southern Diaspora.

The goal is the Investiture of the Gods.

But at such a critical moment, Chen Pingping's lineage makes a move.

Li Chengwen speaks softly, "There are a total of nine ancient roads, no matter how extraordinary Chen Pingping is, he cannot possibly block them all, right?"

The man raises his head, "Master, if the Ninth Road suffers a disaster, perhaps we at the Eighth Road will too. Should we take precautions in advance?"

"Not long ago, a boy from the Jing Family, part of the True Martial Dynasty, used the corpse refining technique to enter the Southern Diaspora and drove back the Wuji Sect. They won't be able to act for a while. Now... it's just a few making a ruckus on the ancient road, nothing major," Li Chengwen speaks, "but we need to pay attention to Chen Pingping's movements."

Others are fine, but Chen Pingping is a talent you can't ignore...

The man nods and swiftly turns away.

Li Chengwen stands silently, gazing at distant mountains and rivers, muttering to himself, "The Divine Clan is about to descend upon the Nine Heavens; Chen Pingping... how will you resist?"

Whizz!

A long rainbow streaks across the depths of the Heaven Domain.

He instinctively looks up.

The rainbow quickly falls, reaching this ancient town; surprisingly, it's the Jing Family's child, Jing Yang. He appears ragged, his face unsightly, and from afar, he looks towards the Long Street and raises his hand to kill.

Screams echo.

Figures fall one by one, blood spraying, not even knowing what happened, caught in an undeserved calamity.

After killing more than twenty people, Jing Yang's anger subsides somewhat. He glares at the ancient town and snorts coldly, "Who is the guardian here? Seeing this young master arrive, why have you not welcomed me?"

In fact, the moment Jing Yang appeared, Li Chengwen noticed, but he did not speak. Later, seeing Jing Yang kill innocents, his brows furrowed tightly.

Until now, with Jing Yang shouting.

Li Chengwen had no choice but to step out.

The high-level of the Ancient City Alliance, the one with the most decision-making power and strength, comes from the True Martial Dynasty, and... this child in front of him is a genius of the True Martial Dynasty, born into a prestigious family, the Jing Family.

With such a background, as a post station guardian, he naturally couldn't neglect him.

After a few steps, he was in front of Jing Yang, "Greetings, young master."

Humph!

Jing Yang growled, "Why didn't you come to greet me when this young master arrived?"

Li Chengwen replied, "The distance was too far, I just returned."

"Very well, you pass..." Jing Yang strides forward, a disdainful look crossing the ancient town, with a look of repulsion, he asks, "How many people do you have here?"

"Five hundred and three," Li Chengwen replied again.

"How's the combat strength?"

"Ten Quasi-Emperor Realm, one hundred Great Saint Realm, the rest are Saint Kings," Li Chengwen vaguely guessed Jing Yang's intent.

"Too weak, just this strength in a post station?" Jing Yang frowned, "Very well! Call them over."

"Young master?"

"What is it?"

"Without an order from the alliance high-level, they cannot leave the post station easily," Li Chengwen replied truthfully.

In just an instant, Jing Yang's anger flares again, his young face carrying a hint of ferocity, he looked coldly at this taller middle-aged man, his aura icy, "I am a genius of the True Martial Dynasty, even your alliance high-level must heed my face, why is it not the same with you?"

Li Chengwen neither humble nor arrogant, said, "Young master can notify the alliance high-level and let them issue an order."

Jing Yang, enraged, waved a tender hand.

The force is strong.

But such an attack can't shake a long-established Quasi-Emperor, let alone... Li Chengwen is a Quasi-Emperor of the Human Clan, having cultivated from zero to now, unlike Jing Yang, a genius of the Divine Clan, born a Quasi-Emperor.

He stood calmly, ignoring Jing Yang's attack, then said, "Young master can bring them in here."

Li Chengwen might find this guy unpleasant, but he is ultimately a genius of the Divine Clan, with a frighteningly vast background that even he needs to consider.

However, rules are rules, he really can't break them, so he can only allow Jing Yang to lure strong enemies into this area, and by then... he can make a move.

Jing Yang snorts coldly, "When my Divine Clan descends, I'll deal with you," he said, then turned and left the ancient town...

Li Chengwen remains silent.

...…

Coincidentally, Guang Xiaoyu with An also heads towards the Eighth Road.

Right at the entrance of Wuzhou, in a teahouse.

People come and go, merchants are in an endless stream, from the distant mountains occasionally comes the long cry of Demon Birds, and the roar of wild beasts, towering ancient trees stand tall on both sides, in neat rows.

As the wind blows, fallen leaves flutter, creating a vivid scene.

"Hey... recently, the ancient roads have been quite unsettled, not long ago, a genius of the Divine Clan descended upon the Eighth Road post station, this..." a young man sighed.

The adventure on the ancient road is inherently difficult.

Now with the participation of a Divine Clan genius, the odds of seizing opportunities have grown even slimmer.

"Yeah, yeah! It's bad enough with those guys from the Ancient City appearing, but the Divine Clan too? Might as well practice smashing a hammer," another young man grumbled.

Divine Clan genius?

Guang Xiaoyu squints slightly, she entered the ancient road precisely for these guys, right?

It seems she's heading in the right direction. If a Divine Clan genius has entered the Eighth Road post station, she will go check it out and slay them along the way.

An was probably thirsty and drank three cups of tea in a row.

The Mao Qiu on her shoulder slowly opens its eyes, uttering a small sound.

An smiles, "You want some too?"

Mao Qiu: "Yiyah!"

The two women did not linger long, about ten minutes or so, before they hurried on their way.

The task is heavy, time is tight.

There are still eight roads to go, and Guang Xiaoyu doesn't know how many Divine Clan geniuses or Divine Clan strongmen have entered the ancient road...

Just after they left the post station, from the other side of the narrow path, a few figures approached.

A man and a woman, and a seven or eight-year-old girl, her face innocent and chubby, with bright, shiny eyes, looked very cute.

The man wore a plain robe with a well-proportioned body and a handsome face shadowed somewhat by the road's dust, appearing weary, but... his eyes were clear, filled with affection and love when looking at the woman beside him.

The woman dressed simply, with an ordinary appearance, but looking at the teahouse from afar, she couldn't help but smile, "Entering the ancient road, continued ahead, we finally don't have to see that guy anymore."

"Yes, indeed!" Liu Changqing sighed, immediately picking up the little girl, smiling as he said, "Ting'er has an innate Taoist Body, her dantian formed by age three, and now at seven or eight, has already stepped into the King Tao realm. If she can find some opportunities on the ancient road, verifying the Tao is just around the corner!"

Saying this, his heart was full of emotion, overwhelmed by tears.

He and Alan have been oppressed by Chen Pingping all their lives, unable to break free, like a nightmare, and now... they have come together as partners, giving birth to a child with an innate Taoist body.

This is a golden opportunity to surpass Chen Pingping!

Even after their offspring grows up, there might be a chance to suppress Chen Pingping.

The two have been thrilled for seven or eight years.

In his arms, Liu Ting'er blinked her bright eyes, obediently saying, "Dad, mom, I want to drink tea."

Liu Changqing and Alan glance at each other, stride forward.