CHAPTER 1550 THE CRISIS IN THE HUMAN RACE

Everyone was badly hurt because of the devastating impact.

"Darren, are you okay?" Lord Feng quickly asked when he saw Darren's pale face and tattered body.

"Not that bad," Darren replied with a nod.

The eleven Great Witchers immediately flew over and released a strong healing power to Darren, Lord

Feng, and Lord Starry Sword. In just a moment, their wounds got healed, and they recovered their

strengths.

"Darren, you are amazing. You are only at the middle-level of the Superior God Realm. But your

combat ability has already surpassed the top-level Deputy God Realm masters." Lord Feng praised

Darren heartedly.

"You're better than Finley and I when we were young," Lord Starry Sword also said affirmatively. He

was beside Darren and Lord Feng.

They were right. Darren's current strength was equivalent to that of Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng

when they were at the peak of the Superior God Realm back then.

If Darren reached the top level of the Superior God Realm, his strength would be very close to the

current strength of the two lords. And if he stepped into the Deputy God Realm one day, it would be

hard to imagine how strong he could be.

"I guess, when you break into the Deputy God Realm, you'll be next to Heath," Lord Feng said after

thinking for a while. Lord Starry Sword nodded silently.

"Maybe. Let's wait and see," Darren said and also nodded.

It was only Lord Feng's calculation. But maybe by that time, Darren's real combat power would be

much higher than expected. After all, no one knew how powerful the Chief God Character's prototype

could be when it fully developed.

If Darren could survive this time, then it was expected that the human race would welcome a supreme

god who surpassed all supreme gods in history in the future.

"But the battle right now doesn't look good. The ascetic cultivators are in a weak position," Darren

added with a sigh.

He raised his head and looked up. In the deep sky, Heath and the group of ascetic cultivators were still

fighting. But they were already showing some signs of retreat.

Meanwhile, inside the Ancestral Land.

All the top human masters had gathered in the square in front of the divine palace. The ancestor was

silently standing in front of them.

"Ancestor, three thousand Dark Bloody Shuras, and millions of Shuras from the Flaming Hell are in less

than eight hundred million kilometers away from our west entrance."

"Ancestor, the Twelve Holy Sons of the Dark Angel race, are leading millions of troops. They are

approaching our north entrance."

"Ancestor, the bloodsucker race has also made a move. An army under the leadership of the eighteen

Bloodsucker Princes is marching towards our direction right now."

The bad news that came one after another made all the human masters fall to silence.

Top masters from various races were leading their armies to attack the Ancestral Land. This was an

extremely urgent situation. With their current strength, the human race would definitely find it difficult to

resist them.

"I'm afraid that Heath won't be able to come back on time," said the ancestor. The trace of

disappointment was apparent in his voice.

"Ancestor, it's only good that he doesn't come back. If he helps Darren get through the tribulation, our

human land can hide in the chaos again, and the human race can continue to exist," said a guard in a

black robe who was beside the ancestor.

"I know." The ancestor sighed and paused for a while. Then he continued, "But what he needs to do

the most is to leave."

The guard seemed confounded for a moment. It turned out that the ancestor wanted Heath to come

back, not because he wanted Heath to protect the human race, but because he wanted to send Heath

away.

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A stream of chaotic light suddenly spread through the human land. It was followed by a huge

earthquake that caused the mountains to collapse and the rivers to boil.

"What? Is this serious? Someone is bumping into our entrance."

When all the masters guarding the human land released their spiritual senses to the south, they were

totally shocked by what they saw.

"Damn it! It's the mouse race who is attacking us."

"We have taken them for granted. We should have thought that this despicable race would sneak up on

us."

The human masters were very angry. Never did they expect that the first one to launch a sneak attack

on them were these mice.

"Kaden, gather the eight thousand cultivators at the top level of the Deputy God Realm and lead them

to suppress those mice."

"Callan, take another eight thousand cultivators at the top level of the Deputy God Realm with you and

guard the east entrance."

"All ascetic cultivators here, listen to me. Sneak out to the north entrance and surprise the Holy Sons of

the Dark Angel race. Finish them as soon as possible."

Upon realizing that the war was about to break out, the ancestor quickly ordered everyone to resist all

their attackers.

"Yes, ancestor!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Everyone moved at once. They soared into the air. In the blink of an eye, they rushed to the different

entrances of the human land.

"Julio, go to the Immortal Land right away and mobilize all the top masters there with the holy ancestral

token."

"Kian, go to the dragon race as soon as possible to ask for help. Pass through the river, so it will be

faster and safer."

"Niko, go to the Tussle Region and ask the Tribulation Divine Race to help us."

"Marco, go and meet the beast god Beasley. Ask him to lead his clan to help us."

"Yes, ancestor!"

Although the human race was the weakest in the Primitive Wilderness, they had lots of allies. The

dragon race, the Tribulation Divine Race, and the legendary beast race were just a few of them. They

were all in good terms that they could even live and die together.

With the arrangement of the human ancestor, the human masters were able to set up everything to

deal with the crisis.

"Ancestor, the mouse race has already broken three layers of the chaotic shields with their powerful

biting ability. Please tell us what to do."

"Where are the eight reclusive divine guards? Let them attack the Purple Mouse King. Take him down

with just one move."

"Copy that!"

The eight powerful guards in black robes soared into the sky and flew towards the south entrance.

Bang!

All of a sudden, a violent explosion resounded through the human land. Everyone had witnessed how a

dark purple light exploded behind the ancestor, and his body instantly turned into dust.

"Ancestor!"

The more than one thousand ascetic cultivators were greatly frantic with worry. They rushed towards

the location where the ancestor had stood.

Boom!

The purple light exploded again, and several ascetic cultivators were directly smashed into pieces.

"Damn it! He is the ancestor of the Takal Bird race."

"Go! Go! Go!"

More than one thousand ascetic cultivators launched their attacks towards the purple figure.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Everything around them was destroyed and collapsed.

"Humble humans, do you also want to kill me?"

The attacks of the ascetic cultivators failed. The purple figure had already fled into the depths of the

sky.

"Don't chase him anymore. Let's save our ancestor first."

Dozens of rule cultivators activated their Spirit Power to mobilize all their soul Order Laws.

"Rawr! Rawr! Rawr!"

Soon enough, the souls of the rule cultivators were on the verge of collapsing due to the load on their

Spirit Power.

A quarter of an hour later, an old figure finally condensed from the ruins.

"Here he is."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were able to revive their ancestor. If he was killed

by that sneak attack, they would be doomed. Without their core leader, the human race would definitely

collapse faster.

"Void Guards, kill the ancestor of the Takal Bird race right away!"

As soon as the ancestor recovered, a god's sense was transmitted into the deep sky. All of a sudden,

there was a majestic surge of god's power there.

Then under everyone's gaze, terrifying space cracks spread through the deep space, and a group of

dark gold armored warriors walked out. There were twenty-four of them.

Rawr! Rawr! Rawr!

An earth-shattering roar reverberated throughout every corner of the human land. Then the sky

collapsed because of the turbulent god's power.

"Damn it! How can a humble human have the soldiers of a chief god?

This can't be happening. No!"

An unwilling and resentful roar was heard from the deep void.

Then a figure covered with flames streaked through the sky and fell on the ground of the human race.

Whoosh!

The human ancestor chased after that figure and rushed into the depths of the earth.

Boom! Boom!

Countless gullies spread out, and scarlet magma shot straight into the sky.

A few moments later, the ancestor had returned with a purple hawk head in his hand.

Obviously, he killed the ancestor of the Takal Bird race.

The ancestor of the Takal Bird race was the first ancestor of a race who died after hundreds of millions

of years in the Primitive Wilderness.

"Ancestor, we have bad news. The fiend race and the Dark Angle race have joined hands. More than

half of the eight hundred ascetic cultivators have already died."

The bad news was like a sharp sword that pierced through the hearts of the human masters. Even the

ancestor suddenly looked older than a moment ago.

Everyone could tell that the situation was getting worse.