The Sacred Ruins Chapter 744 – A Race

Translator: Alsey  Editor: Chrissy

Uncle Ming recalled how all of his brothers who had went through life and death with him in his era were gone already. He couldn't refrain from shedding silent tears, choked up from the pain in his heart. Almost all of the group had perished.

They hadn't died from old age. Instead, they had been murdered by the Deity Race, the Netherworld Race, and the Xilin Clan.

Communities who were on friendly terms with the Earth back then, old friends, and those part of the Earth's alliance were massacred alongside the Earth as they lost the war.

Not long ago, there was also an auction. There were the Fiery Bear Skin, the Black Tiger Bone, and more being auctioned, and the Fiery Bear saint and the Black Tiger saint were Uncle Ming's friends back then. Not only had they been killed in those days, they couldn't rest in peace after death and were humiliated in such ways.

Those from the Deity Race and the Netherworld Race had let it known that they wanted to make caliga from the Fiery Bear Skin and grind the Black Tiger Bone into powder. They were truly unbridled.

At that time, Uncle Ming had sworn he would definitely massacre those two races. Now, he had truly waited for this day.

“Kill!”

With dishevelled hair, Uncle Ming specifically chose to attack the ancient saints. He sought for the slaughters from the olden days and began killing.

“Chang Ming, get over here. It's you, it's actually you. A stray dog slipping through the net back then, you dare destroy our foundations. How despicable. Kill!”

One of the old guys from the Deity Race roared. His eyes were red and he was holding a scarlet pike dripping with blood. This was the well-known Divine Blood Dripping Pike.

This person was already a saint before the ancient battle and could be considered to be a celebrity with impressive military accomplishments.

Back then, Uncle Ming's quasi-saint sworn brother had perished at the hands of this person. The pike had pierced the space between his eyebrows upon one of Earth's famous mountains.

“Old man, you still have the face to flip out? Why don't you mention how your hands were reeking of blood and your evil crimes filled the heavens back then!?” Uncle Ming's eyes were also scarlet-red and full of murderous intent.

“Today I finally see the Divine Blood Dripping Pike. Charge!” Uncle Ming shouted and threw himself across.

This person had not only killed his quasi-saint brother, but had also mounted a sneak attack. He had eliminated everyone on a training camp one of the Earth's higher-ups had secretly set up on a particular planet. They had originally wanted to hold back their seeds for hope there, yet in the end, it was clearly understood that they had experienced a blood purge. It pained Uncle Ming's every time he recalled this to mind and he felt as though a knife was being twisted into him.

“I'll kill the Earth's surviving members!” This saint waved the Divine Blood Dripping Pike. He found it hard to accept that the high and almighty Deity Race was being broken through and that their members were being slaughtered.

This was after all their defeated opponent, a surviving member of the planet they had destroyed. Yet in the end, there was a day where he would beat their door down. He was furious.

The Deity Race was used to being mightily aloof, and the communities they had eliminated wouldn't come to their minds. Now, some still thought of the Deity Race's glory and inviolability, yet there were survivors coming back after a defeat. They were unforgivable and unaccepting.

“Surviving members, damn you!” Uncle Ming clenched his teeth and waved his Heavenly Umbrella. It clashed against the Divine Blood Dripping Pike. Immediately, there was a gush of Yang qi.

With a kcha, the famous legendary weapon the Divine Blood Dripping Pike fissured. Then it exploded halfway, unable to block the Heavenly Umbrella.

Pop!

In the fight following this, the Heavenly Umbrella's face cut through through half of the saint's body and blood came pouring out.

“Ah…” He wailed.

Originally, this saint had expected there to be few who were a match for him in his level due to his possession of the Divine Blood Dripping Pike. In the end, he was so mournful.

Pop!

Uncle Ming flew across, and using the Heavenly Umbrella, he snapped him into two parts. He dropped from the sky and had one foot stepping on the man's chest. With his teeth clenched, he said, “Old man, be more arrogant yeah? Are the lives of the Deity Race worth a lot? Unlike ours? Open your eyes and have a look. The methods you used back then on various races' members will become a reality upon your race and reflected on you!”

All around him, there were murderous shouts shaking the skies. Not one of the people Uncle Ming invited were lenient in nature. When faced with firm characters, they immediately went up together, ganging up on them and beating them.

Simply put, these people were either those who had escaped from the Dark Prison or ruthless individuals they had requested from the universe's dark market. They were like sharks which smelled the scent of blood, crazy from killing intent.

“Ah, my race's fortune is long and drawn-out. We are protected by the true gods, so how could my race be eliminated. Hahaha…” This person didn't accept it, but both of his eyes were bloodshot.

Pop!

With one kick, Uncle Ming gave him a violent death. Then he shook the Heavenly Umbrella to shatter his spirit so that there was no chance of him rising once more.

Just like that, the group of people charged and met the old guys from the Deity Race. They were all on a murderous rampage as there were too many advantages of overcoming the Deity Race.

Here, there were dozens of millions of years accumulation. There were more kinds of heavenly treasures than the dozens of home planets of various races added up together.

“Old man, I've finally overtaken you. Back then, you snatched my soulmate and even tried to cause me death, making me flee to the other end of the world. As a successor to my race, I was reduced to someone on the universe's black market, unfit to be seen. I'll chop you up and destroy your race!”

In the distant, another old fellow went crazy and fought bloodily against a saint from the Deity Race.

One could imagine how much debt the Deity Race owed others at first. They were so hated as the Deity Race was indeed too strong. The actions of their members were absolutely unbridled.

Today, many old fellows finally exploded and came roaring, seeking for vengeance.

This was also the masses responding to Uncle Ming's call. The reason they could invite such a large group of experts was mainly because the Deity Race had so many sins. Who knew that there were so many fuming with rage and had gritted teeth at them. Now that this rare opportunity came, these people were naturally charging over with bloodshot eyes.

“Old friend, I'll help you!” someone shouted and went to help the old saint who had just bellowed.

This was because those from the Deity Race were indeed strong enough. They possessed the Deity Breathing Technique, so their strength was more tremendous than general saints.

However, no matter how strong they were, they couldn't beat so many people. Furthermore, those beating down their doors today were all ruthless fellows and were also individuals of exceptional strength.

In fact, there were more than a couple top-notch saints!

Bang!

Another saint from the Deity Race was beaten. A bloody rain filled the sky and his spirit issues a final miserable wail.

Today, the Deity Race were trembling. They couldn't accept it. How could there be such a scene? Every single expert from their race were being chased down and dying continuously.

As for the Deity Race's golden arhats, they simply didn't have the power to attack. The moment they met someone, they were all shot dead immediately. It was truly disastrous.

At the end of the attacks, the Deity Race's Divine Cty was in a bloodbath. This was their number one major city, as well as where the foundations of their important areas were located. Those living here were all direct descendents.

Yet today, it was dark and reeking of blood. The once large protective domain had malfunctioned, completely ruined by the Divine Magnetic stones Uncle Ming had brought with him.

On this day, the Deity Race's direct descendants were heavily wounded. Palace after palace burst open as one ritual grounds after another collapsed.

It was called a divine city, but this massive city was simply borderless. Within it were many beautiful mountain peaks, all with experts dwelling within. But now, the mountains and rivers were full of blood.

“I'm so heartbroken. My race has actually fallen to such a stage. Oh, oh, oh…”Another old fellow snarled with disheveled hair. He had just come out of his retreat but had already killed an expert from the universe's dark market.

This was because this was a top-notch saint. He was excessively strong and normal people were no match for him at all.

“I swear I will eliminate you all. Your families and your races will all bear the bloody price. No one has ever dared to bully and humiliate my race in such a way. Back then, you were all just our prey. Chang Ming, where are you? Get over here!”

He bellowed wildly and attacked frantically.

“Get rid of him!”

At this moment, those from the universe's black market and the top-notch experts who had escaped from the dark prison yelled. They charged over together.

Among Uncle Ming's group were also top-notch experts!

At the same time, Uncle Ming held onto his Heavenly Umbrella and charged over with bloodshot eyes. He attacked directly and didn't have any fear at all with the umbrella there.

Bang, bang, bang!

In the intense battle, a beautiful purple mountain exploded. The energy in this scope of the world was shockingly rich. It was a divine training ground, but was it beaten to ruins.

This planet was unusual as order marks and domains densely covered all regions. Even if they were suppressed and broken down, they could still cause the earth and stones to be as strong as divine iron. Were it not for this, it would definitely have been more tragic.

Pop!

This top-notch expert's chest was pierced in one hit while Uncle Ming used the Heavenly Umbrella to sweep half of his body. Immediately, he was incomparably mournful and howled frantically as he fought to the death.

Bang!

At last, he self-detonated. He was quite brave and inflicted heavy damage to several saints nearby him.

Fortunately, Uncle Ming had unfurled the Heavenly Umbrella and dissolved most of the energy.

“Brothers, there's a divine spring here. It's a holy place for healing. Those that are injured should come quickly,” Uncle Ming shouted.

“There's a medicinal garden this way with lots of strange fruits. Everyone can have a share!” In the end, the medicinal garden was bare in an instant. The saints passing through the territory was even more terrifying than locusts.

However, they didn't go so far as to fight over them. There was no need for internal contradiction.

This was because there were too many medicinal gardens upon the Deity Race's mother planet. Divine practicing grounds were crowded together and everyone had a share.

“Fall back, let's go into the ancestral city. Don't delay and don't fight with them!” an elder from the Deity Race yelled with a hoarse voice. His heart was aching as today was too tragic. Their race would be eliminated if this continued on.

“Leading direct descendents, fall back. You're not allowed to fight as if your lives depended on it. As long as the green hills are there, one need not worry about firewood!” another elder shouted. His fists were clenched, and he was madly hateful.

The reality was extremely cruel. When the Deity Race were glorious, all of the races came and worshiped them. But now, the Great Deity was dead and there were no sect-guarding weapons. They were thoroughly declining.

Today, they had become the hunted, massacred by a bunch of crazy old saints. If they were continued being chased down, the Deity Race's direct descendents would soon be extinguished.

The Deity Race's ancestral city was within the number one city and could be considered as a city within a city. It wasn't too big but was firm and immortal. The protective domain here hadn't been broken and was greatly mysterious.

“Quick, flee back!” An elder yelled from atop the city gate. He looked ahead and saw one of his own grandsons. He was a golden arhat but, in the end, was trodden into a bloody pulp.

“Ah… I'll stake everything against you!” he yelled. His eyes were split with passion as he wanted to rush out.

“Silly, don't act rashly!” Someone from his side pulled him back.

One of the Deity Race's renowned guests shouted, “Oh dear. The Deity palace hall is being taken. That was a place set aside for the younger generation to comprehend Daoism and a lot of military techniques and extinct teachings are inscribed there. It's going to fall into enemy hands!”

Today's calamity had come too suddenly. They were simply unprepared and didn't have the time to destroy the martial halls and medicinal gardens. It was equal to providing them to the enemy.

“Go, smash the altar in the ancestral city and take the Deity Incense. Burn everything for me!” An old fellow from the Deity Race shouted.

“Ah, is there any use?” Someone was indefinitely bewildered.

“It doesn't matter if there's any use or not, just do it for me. Perhaps we could connect to the Deity Palace within the primal chaos? Perhaps we're not going to be so far as wiped out. Otherwise, after today, the Deity Race will no longer exist!”

At this very moment, the Xilin Clan, the Netherworld Race, and the Machine Race were also facing similar calamities. They were being attacked and massacred!

Chapter end