My Master is a God - Chapter 2538

[Chapter 2538: Heavenly Sword Sacrifice]

Yang Yiyu was a little strange. Although he felt the breath of many living beings in the sky, he did not see any people. He

chose a forest as the place to land. In fact, he did not want to have any social interaction with other living beings.

But he did not expect that someone would call him as soon as he landed.

When he turned around, he found that there were three people not far away.

To be precise, there were two people and a woman, and the one who called him was a man.

They were all gods.

Two beginner gods and one intermediate god.

However, Yang Yiyu was not sure whether the other party was calling him. He turned his head and looked over, but did not speak, with doubt.

“Hey, it’s you, I’m talking about you~” The leading intermediate god said again.

“Me?” Yang Yiyu stretched out his finger and pointed at his face to confirm.

“Yes, it’s you. Is there anyone else here besides you?” The leading intermediate god had already walked over while speaking.

Yang Yiyu narrowed his eyes. He could see that although he was still respectful to him, there was no respect in his eyes.

Of course, the situation is unclear now. It is hard to tell whether these three people are from the Ascending Clan or the Celestial Clan.

In fact, the Celestial Clan and the Ascending Clan are both human beings, but the latter are from the lineage of evolution and ascension, while the former Celestial Clan is born in the heavenly realm.

Birth determines everything.

It is no wonder that the Celestial Clan looks down on the Ascending Clan.

There is one thing that Yang Yiyun actually got wrong, that is the issue of the Celestial Clan’s cultivation.

He had heard from Liu Yemei before that the Celestial Clan was not good at cultivation, and that they were born at whatever stage they were in. This understanding is absolutely wrong.

According to Yi Qianxing, this statement is a stupid statement.

As the highest group in the Three Realms, the Celestial Clan is excellent in all aspects. How could they not be able to cultivate?

Later, Yang Yiyun thought about it and it was the same reason.

Moreover, according to Yi Qianxing, the Celestial Clan is not unable to cultivate, but they do not cultivate. A long time ago, they were born as Celestial Clan, thinking that they were the most powerful group in the Three Realms and there was no need to cultivate. To put it bluntly, it was arrogance and laziness.

But one day, after the Ascendant Clan appeared, the laziness of the Celestial Clan was broken. The

Ascendant Clan was terribly diligent. After practicing with all their strength, many geniuses appeared and many powerful people were achieved. They indeed surpassed the Celestial Clan at a certain period and trampled on the superiority of the Celestial Clan.

It was for this reason that there was a bloody battle between the Celestial Clan and the Ascendant Clan.

In Yi Qianxing’s words, although the Celestial Clan is still not as diligent as the Ascendant Clan in cultivation, it is definitely not the same as before. Everyone knows to pursue a powerful realm, because the level of cultivation determines the status and the magical powers of the Heavenly Dao and the Myriad Laws that can be obtained. Who is so stupid

not to practice?

Moreover, after the Emperor led the Heaven Realm, there was a very strict hierarchy system. When the low-level Celestial Clan saw the high-level Celestial Clan, they had to salute and get a lot of it.

So, Yi Qianxing said: The person who said these words to you must be an old antique who survived the last era. Now more than 10 million years have passed, and the God Realm and the Heaven Realm have already undergone tremendous changes.

Times have changed, and so have the Celestials.

As for the Ascendants, after an era, they are actually about to perish.

Why?

Because under the rule of the Celestials, no one in the Ascendants ascended, and the Celestials themselves are the main group in the heavens, far outnumbering the Ascendants in terms of numbers.

Over the years, they have been compressed in the Northern God Realm by the Celestials and can hardly raise their heads. In addition, many Ascendants have long since merged into the Celestials in order to survive, but they are only a head shorter than the Celestials. There are

really not many Ascendants who can hold on, only some of the Gods headed by Fuxi are still holding on.

Or they are waiting for an opportunity.

Waiting for an opportunity for the Gods to walk upright in the heavens.

And he, Yang Yiyu, is this opportunity.

When Yang Yiyu heard this from Yi Qianxing, he just laughed it off. He thought it was impossible for the Gods to be so miserable, right? He

didn’t take it seriously.

But then, after he came into contact with these people, he knew that what Yi Qianxing said about the miserable life of the God Clan was not false at all, and even underestimated it.

He finally saw the reality of the God Realm from the next moment.

In addition, he was worried about being recognized by the Celestial Clan, but Yi Qianxing said at the time that there was no need to worry too much. You were targeted by the Emperor, which could only be regarded as the official targeting of the Celestial Clan. There were countless Celestial Clan members, but not every Celestial Clan member was loyal to the Emperor. The Emperor was only the orthodox Celestial Clan, known as the Thirty-three Heavenly Palaces. People who walked out of the Thirty-three Heavenly Palaces all had a characteristic of wearing heavenly armor.

The rest of the Celestial Clan members were also in their own state of cultivation, and some of the ancient Celestial Clan members were very powerful in terms of power and strength, so even the Emperor did not dare to offend them easily. You were a threat to the Emperor in the future to compete with him for the Lord of the God Realm, but for other ancient Celestial Clan members, they had no grudges against you.

Even in the last era, some ancient celestial beings admired Qiankun God and recognized his power. The two races should coexist peacefully instead of fighting each other.

Yi Qianxing talked to him about these things, but Yang Yiyu did not express his opinion after listening.

Some things require him to see with his own eyes and go to the management in person before he can make a judgment.

…

Many thoughts flashed through Yang Yiyun’s mind. Looking at this mid-level god who looked only in his twenties, he said, “What do you want from me?”

“I’ve said it before, we still need one more person to enter the ancient battlefield. We are looking for you because we hope you can join us. What else can we do? Don’t you want to? I’ll tell you that this mid-level celestial being is from the celestial race. The seventh son of the Qian family in Tiancheng, Lord Qiandong, is lucky to have you. Why don’t you thank Lord Qiandong?”

Well, a typical eunuch around the emperor.

A middle-aged man beside him spoke up, and he looked like a complete flatterer, almost kneeling down to lick him.

The other woman didn’t say anything, but just frowned at Yang Yiyun. The

intermediary celestial being Qiandong, who was flattered by the middle-aged god, didn’t say anything and acquiesced to the middle-aged man’s words, enjoying this flattery.

In the heaven, the celestial race is indeed superior to the gods. Qiandong is just an ordinary person in the celestial race, but he is noble in front of the gods. When he comes to the ancient battlefield, many people will bring a few cannon fodder to prevent accidents. He found two gods around him, but he still thinks the more the better. Just when he was about to enter the ancient battlefield, he found a little white-haired god coming, so he naturally had to take him in.

One more cannon fodder is an extra guarantee for him.

He is an intermediary celestial being. The two men and women around him are also primary gods. The kid who appeared in front of him is also a primary god. They can suppress them, so he is not afraid that he will disagree.

Being one small realm higher than these people is a huge advantage. Whatever he does, these gods have to do the same?

In front of strength, they all have to bow their heads obediently.

Yang Yiyu can see that this is to bully him.

And he found the difference.

The difference between the celestial race and the ascender race, that is, the gods, looks the same. If you don’t say you don’t know, but the other party obviously knows that he is a god, which shows that he can distinguish.

A closer look revealed the difference, a mark on the forehead.

From the three celestial beings who appeared on the rooftop to the intermediate celestial being they met, they all had a golden mark on their foreheads, which seemed to be a mark that was born with them, but he didn’t have one, nor did the middle-aged man and the woman around the intermediate celestial being, including Fuxi and Yi Qianxing.

This means that those with a golden origin mark on their foreheads are from the celestial race, and those without are from the divine race.

Listening to the middle-aged man talking, Yang Yiyu couldn’t help but laugh and said, “You and that woman are from the divine race, right?”

“Yes, so what? What’s wrong with you kid? I told you to thank Lord Qiandong quickly, don’t you understand?” The middle-aged man was impatient.

Yang Yiyu sighed in his heart, this was confirmed, the celestial beings had a mark on their foreheads, but the divine race didn’t. The middle-aged man was a divine race, but he knelt down to lick the celestial beings, and the point was that he helped the celestial beings suppress him, a fellow race, which made Yang very unhappy. What

do you mean by your grandma’s legs?

There are also people who suppress their compatriots?

Of course, at this time, he thought of a term Yi Qianxing had said, the second-generation God Clan.

That is, the God Clan people who were born in the God Realm. These people are not the Celestial Clan. They are born at the lowest level of the Elementary Celestial Clan. Even if the descendants of the God Clan are born in the God Realm, they will not be God Clan in one step if their genes are not good. They may be at the level of cultivators or immortals…

Some of these second-generation, third-generation, or even several-generation God Clan people call themselves the Celestial Clan…

They do not feel any humiliation of being suppressed by the Celestial Clan, because they are not the first generation of God Clan to ascend, and have long been accustomed to the environment under the rule of the Celestial Clan. It seems normal to be a lackey.

Although Yang Yiyun is only an Initial Level God Clan now, it does not mean that he will be afraid of the three people in front of him. Among the same level, as long as he does not encounter a Celestial Clan, he is really not afraid of anything.

His realm has stabilized, the Dragon Slaying Sword has been opened by Yi Qianxing, and there is also the Innate Eight Diagrams of Fuxi Words, and the Qiankun Pot. With so many top artifacts on him, if he can’t beat the three people, he can just find tofu and die.

“Sorry, I’m not interested in joining you.” Yang Yiyu refused directly.

He was unhappy with the three of them. Why should he join you? Can’t I go out on my own?

He opened his mouth with a defensive look,

and he would not pay any attention to you. After saying that, he turned around and left. He didn’t want to cause trouble, but you’d better not mess with me.

“Asshole~”

Qian Dong was furious.

He was just a small low-level god, but he didn’t give Qianye face. His Qian family in Tiancheng could be considered a top family, and he was the young master of the Qian family. Although he was at the back, he was not someone a small god like you could refuse.

With a whoosh, Qian Dong appeared directly in front of Yang Yiyu, blocking his way. The

middle-aged god and the woman behind him also exuded divine power, as if Qian Dong had given the order to attack Yang Yiyu.

“You are shameless, kid. You are just a lowly god, but you are so arrogant in front of me. Don’t you know the power of the gods? Kneel down for me~”

Qian Dong turned hostile and showed his killing intent. Killing a lowly god is nothing big.

Yang Yiyu was stopped. He smiled when he heard Qian Dong’s murderous words.

“Haha, is that all the power of the gods? You can scare cats, but you can’t scare me. Since you are looking for death, I will grant you your wish. My sword has just been opened. It’s a good time to sacrifice it.” Yang didn’t care at all. He found that this intermediate god named Qian Dong actually released pressure on him.

This made Yang Yiyu sneer. He couldn’t bear the pressure of a god. How could a god who was one level higher than him suppress him?

Dream on~

Under the operation of Qiankun Daozhong Gong, Qiandong’s pressure dissipated completely.

At the same time, Yang Yiyu swung the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and without hesitation, he stabbed Qiandong in front of him.

“Boom~”

“Ah~”

It was said late, but it was fast. From the beginning of the operation of Qiankun Daozhong Gong, Yang Yiyu directly started.

Qiandong, who was blocking in front of him, despised Yang Yiyu from beginning to end. He never thought that Yang Yiyu would dare to fight back or resist. He even knew that his strength was beyond his expectations. When the sword was slashed, he knew that it was bad. He was shocked and had no time to resist. The powerful sword energy enveloped him, and he couldn’t move his body. He watched the sword fall on him.

The next second, he felt a tingling pain all over his body, screamed, and lost consciousness in front of his eyes.

The middle-aged god and woman who were blocking behind Yang Yiyu watched Qiandong being split into two halves by Yang Yiyu. The god fetus didn’t escape and died directly. The reaction was very fast. He screamed and flew away.

But how could Yang Yiyu give him a chance? After he struck Qiandong with his sword, his power was still there. He did not hesitate to use all his strength to activate his divine power, turned around and slashed at the middle-aged god with his sword.

The dazzling silver sword energy was colorful, and with a bang, the sword energy fell on the middle-aged man from dozens of feet away.

“Ah~”

With a scream, the middle-aged man fell from mid-air, his body split into two parts, and his divine fetus was also destroyed, deader than dead.

Yang Yiyu’s eyes fell on the goddess.

The goddess Youyu had never spoken a word from beginning to end, nor did she say anything rude to him. The sword he had just slashed was only aimed at the middle-aged man, otherwise the goddess would have fallen down at this moment.

Plop~

The goddess who reacted was swept by Yang Yiyu’s eyes, her face turned pale, and she trembled all over, but she knelt down with a plop, and said in a trembling voice: “My lord, please understand, I was forced~”

(End of this chapter)