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Wang Heng was not frightened. Instead, he smiled and replied, "If you swallow my head, I don't know whether you can become a king or a patriarch, but I know you will die without a burial place."
The black dog was slightly stunned when he heard this. Apart from Wang Heng in front of him, no human creature had ever dared to speak to him like this.
Its eyes were dark and fierce, and its aura spread all over its body, like a prehistoric ferocious beast out of the cage.
However, Wang Heng remained unmoved and looked at the black dog with a calm look.
After a long time, the black dog finally recovered its breath and kept looking at Wang Heng.
“Interesting, it seems that there is a reason why you can dominate the list of the seed realm on the ancient monument.
After all, he is the biological child of that person, it is hard to be ordinary."
"Thank you for the compliment. Senior must be the Black Dog Immortal under the seat of Lord Wuzhong Immortal King. Wang Heng has heard of you a long time ago." Wang Heng replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"What? The Immortal Black Dog? People of your generation call me that?" Black Dog frowned, seeming a little unhappy with the title "The Immortal Black Dog".
"Yes, senior's original form is a black dog. After becoming a True Immortal, he naturally became a Black Dog True Immortal." Wang Heng nodded seriously.
"What a bastard! I don't know which bastard gave me this name. If I catch him, I will make him pay for it." The black dog said angrily.
Then, it told Wang Heng that he could call it Black King and extended an olive branch to Wang Heng.
"Boy, others call you ancestor, but I won't. The world of immortal cultivation has always respected strength. You are not even an immortal being, how can you bear the title of ancestor?
However, if you choose the right path, rise quickly, and truly become a king, then things will be different.
How about it, are you interested in traveling with me in the fairyland? With my reputation, you can walk around the fairyland with ease, and you won’t be afraid of anyone.”
The corner of Wang Heng's mouth twitched slightly. It was obvious that he was bragging. As expected, he shook his head. Although he had a sense of familiarity with the Black Emperor in his previous life and he was a well-known character, after actually meeting him, Wang Heng realized that he should not put too deeply into the emotions he had when reading the book, otherwise he would be the one to suffer.
After rejecting Black Dog’s invitation, Wang Heng said goodbye and stepped into the huge gate of the Immortal Palace. How could he dare to delay too long when the Stone King invited him?
Looking at Wang Heng's departing back, Black Dog showed a thoughtful look, and then said to himself: "This kid's Yuan Shen is a little too strong, and his talents in other aspects are also one in a billion. He is a good seedling for cultivation."
The huge palace is spacious, filled with immortal air, and the Immortal King's principles and aura are everywhere.
Wang Heng walked slowly and entered a spacious hall. Looking at the scene in the hall, he couldn't help but be shocked.
In the hall at this moment, all the Immortal King-level creatures present were sitting cross-legged, and each of them had a sacred wooden cushion under their seat. They were wrapped in thick chaotic energy, extremely mysterious, with indifferent eyes, as if they had seen through the ups and downs of the world and the vicissitudes of life, with great majesty.
Chapter 75: The Grand Ceremony of the King, the Glory of the Gods
Seeing so many majestic beings at the level of Immortal King up close, even with Wang Heng's state of mind, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken, and he stood there in a daze for a while.
Fortunately, the Stone King's voice reached his ears, allowing him to come back to his senses in time, but at this moment, the air around him seemed to be solidified, making it difficult for people to move.
It was not until Wang Heng slowly walked to the side of the Stone King and the other seven kings that the mountain-like pressure on his body slowly dissipated.
During this process, King Pan from the fairyland cast a gentle and appreciative look at him and nodded with a smile.
Wang Heng wanted to respond, but Shi Wang shook his head, signaling him not to speak.
After receiving the instructions from the Immortal King, Wang Heng naturally did not dare to act rashly. He could only stand obediently behind the Seventh King, without saying a word and without looking around.
However, he could feel that some of the Immortal Kings in the ancient world were looking at him, such as Wuzhong, Liudao, Qiankun, Zhenlong, Zhenhuang, the Immortal Monk King, Golden Taoist, etc., all of whom were the most powerful creatures who had a certain relationship with his father.
As for some of the famous super ferocious beasts, they just closed their eyes and rested, as if they didn't notice his arrival at all.
Throughout the hall, the Immortal Kings sat in a circle, while the messengers sent by the thirty-three heavenly masters of the ancient world and the Immortal Kings of the Immortal Realm sat on cushions several feet behind the Immortal Kings.
Seats are allocated based on strength; this is the eternal rule in this world.
"Do you know why I called you here?" The voice of the Stone King sounded in his heart.
Wang Heng was shocked and said to himself, "Wang Heng doesn't know."
“The matter of crowning the king was supposed to be held after all the kings were present. However, I have discussed with your Uncle Zhuque and Uncle Mu and want you to join the group of people who will be crowned kings. After all, the blessings of all races and the blessings of heaven and earth, condensed into an ancient character that symbolizes glory, are of great significance and will be of great benefit to you.
Some kings opposed this matter, while others agreed. After some discussion, the decision to include you in the royal clan was passed.
But unfortunately, your father just sent me a message denying this matter. I want to hear your opinion. If you want, your uncles and I can persuade Wang Daoyou again, and maybe he will change his mind.
You know, this opportunity was hard-won and not easy to come by.”
"Be crowned king?"
Wang Heng was surprised.
Does this mean that he has a share of the blessings of all races and the blessings of heaven and earth? Then, the word "Glory" will also be engraved on his forehead?
His heart skipped a beat. Becoming a member of the royal clan would mean becoming a member of the same clan as the border clans led by the seven kings. This was undoubtedly a very tempting thing. If it were Wang Heng himself, he would probably agree without giving it too much thought.
However, Wang Gen flatly refused the idea. This attitude forced Wang Heng to seriously consider the pros and cons.
He and the Seventh King are now very close, calling each other uncle and nephew, and the other party has also promised to protect him.
If we accept the title of king of all races together with them and become members of the same race, it will mean a deeper bond.
The geographical location of Datongtian is destined to become a place of war and unrest. Perhaps Wang Gen took this into consideration and was unwilling to let Wang Heng get too close to the border ethnic groups.
Just like Wang Gen himself, in order to repay the cause and effect, he went to help in the battle, but as a result, he encountered an accident and was hit by the blood curse of origin. He almost died on the spot, and now the countdown of his life has begun.
This is a lesson learned from the past. Wang Gen just wants his son to live well.
Thinking of this, Wang Heng deeply realized his father's good intentions, so he responded to King Shi: "Thank you Uncle Shi and all the uncles for your help. Wang Heng thinks that the matter of enthroning the king should be carried out according to my father's wishes. My father must have his reasons and logic for saying that."
After hearing Wang Heng's answer, King Shi understood his idea, so he nodded and no longer mentioned the matter of asking him to join the ranks of kings.
Soon, the kings finished their meeting and the ceremony of crowning the king was about to begin, and everyone headed out of the huge palace.
Wang Heng was following behind the Seventh Prince when he suddenly felt a strange gaze falling on his back.
He turned his head and saw a tall middle-aged man looking at him intently. His features were somewhat similar to his.
Wang Heng immediately understood that this was his uncle whom he had never met before - the Quasi-Immortal King Wusheng.
"Heng'er, how is your father's injury?"
A strange voice was heard, it was Wang Heng's uncle who spoke.
"You are...uncle? Father's injury is not serious for the time being."
Since he didn't know the relationship between his father and mother's family, Wang Heng could only answer this way.
"Really? That's good. As long as your father is still alive, nothing serious will happen." Quasi-Immortal King Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief and said this.
"What does uncle mean?" Wang Heng asked curiously.
“Your father and your grandfather are in the primitive ancient world and the fairyland, so they can watch over each other. Therefore, the fairy kings who are hostile to our Wu clan dare not act rashly. But if something happens to your father, then the enemies of the Wu clan in the fairyland will probably take this opportunity to attack us.
By then, the Wu clan will be in danger."
"Are the enemies of the Wu family very powerful?" Wang Heng frowned slightly. As he expected, all immortal kings have their own enemies, and his grandfather, the Wuji Immortal King, is no exception.
"Very strong, he can be called one of the strongest in the fairyland, extremely ancient, and he is not alone, he has his own allies."
"Uncle, can you tell me who this creature is?"
"Logically, I shouldn't tell you. Knowing too much won't do you any good. However, I know you are gifted and you will come up against the people of that lineage sooner or later. If you don't know the truth and are kept in the dark, you will suffer a great loss.
So, telling you in advance is also for your own good.
The ancient creature is called Ao Sheng. He also sent an envoy to the border to inquire about your father's injury. "
"I see."
Wang Heng understood all at once. In the original novel, when Shi Hao took the Ten Thousand Dao Tree, the creature in charge of guarding it said that the Ten Thousand Dao Tree originally belonged to an Immortal King family that was in conflict with Ao Sheng's lineage. Later, this Immortal King family was defeated, resulting in no members of the family coming to take the Ten Thousand Dao Tree away in later generations.
It now seems that this defeated family is most likely the family to which Wang Heng's mother belonged.
In other words, the defeat of the Wuji Immortal King occurred after Wang Gen passed away at the end of the Ancient Immortal Era.
"Okay, now that you know his name, you should also know the name of this living being ally. Taishi and Yuanchu, you must be extra careful when you meet these creatures." Wusheng spoke again.
"Thank you for the reminder, uncle. Heng'er will remember it."
“Your mother misses you very much and has been looking forward to returning to the primitive ancient world, but at this moment, the situation is a bit special and she must stay in the fairyland.
If one day your father recovers from his injury, she should be able to come back, or if you have achieved success in your cultivation, you can take the initiative to go to the fairyland and reunite mother and son."
Wang Heng nodded heavily. Since taking over this body, he has not seen the fairy mother. His uncle probably doesn't know that he is heading to the fairyland.
Afterwards, Wusheng did not send any more messages, but followed the kings out of the huge palace.
Immediately afterwards, Liudao and Wuzhong stepped forward to preside over the ceremony of crowning the king.
The first is to offer sacrifices to heaven.
Led by two giant figures and many immortal kings and creatures, and followed by a group of quasi-immortal kings and true immortals, they stood on the altar that had been prepared long ago, offered sacrifices, lit immortal incense, and in the dark, activated the rules of the heaven and earth.
The Immortal King Wuzhong and the Immortal King Liudao Samsara stood in the front, holding a brilliant edict in their hands, uttering ancient and mysterious syllables that spread to the entire thirty-three heavens, as if they were communicating with the heaven and earth, informing them of the great achievements made by the ethnic groups on the border of this world.
The giant spoke personally and explained the cause and effect to the heaven and earth. This kind of scene was rare in ancient times. No matter whether it was the Immortal King or the creatures below the Immortal King, they were all silent and watched this historic act of offering sacrifice to the heaven closely.
The terrifying runes and rules of the avenue are as vast as the ocean and ebb and flow like the tides.
Not long after, the thirty-three primitive ancient worlds responded, and the avenue of heaven and earth shook continuously, emitting brilliant divine light, which shot towards the avenue of heaven and earth, and all descended on the imperial city at the border.
"boom!"
The scene was too vast. An imperial city, bathed in the divine light of the heavens, swept across the world. An invisible blessing from heaven and earth was precisely bestowed on every living being of every ethnic group on the border.
At the same time, all the kings moved together, and their majestic voices spread to every corner of the thirty-three days.
No matter whether it is a super clan, an ancient immortal dynasty, or a small tribe in a primitive tribe, all living beings took out a passage of scripture, and all the tribesmen recited it together.
It is hard to imagine what the scene would be like if all the creatures of all tribes and sects in the vast primitive ancient world were chanting the same scripture.
The content of the scripture is an affirmation and blessing of the achievements of the ethnic groups in the border areas.
Without the accumulation of small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles; without the accumulation of small streams, one cannot form a river or sea.
At this moment, small streams and creeks from every corner of the Thirty-three Heavens converged towards the Great Dao Heaven, gradually converging into vast rivers and seas.
With the blessings of all races, the divine light of the heavens and the blessings of heaven and earth, every living being among the ethnic groups on the border has been baptized and overflowing with brilliant glory.
The light from the seven ancestors was the most dazzling, like seven blazing suns, illuminating the border areas and dispelling the darkness.
In the end, all the glory and brilliance gathered together and condensed into the word "yao", hidden in the forehead and dormant in the blood.
From now on, whenever the creatures of the border tribes fight with humans, the ancient word of glory in their blood will appear, providing strength and protection.
This is a proof of supreme glory. It not only provides strength and protection, but also allows the tribe's ancestral skills to be passed down in ancient characters and passed on to future generations, endlessly and indelibly.
In addition to the tribes to which the seven ancestors belonged, many other tribes were also crowned kings. Their ancestors had sacrificed their precious lives to protect the imperial city, and these achievements naturally could not be buried.