As far as the eye could see, there were more than 7,000 people gathered here.
Of course, most of them were the Ancestral Gods of the eighth and ninth eras. Most of the Ancestral Gods of the eighth era had been eliminated. To reach this stage, Mo Xiaolang had actually experienced more than a hundred battles, and he had basically won all of them in a row. After all, the mechanism of the competition was not an elimination battle, but a battle of points. To enter the top eight, one had to be the one who had won the most battles.
And among the top eight, there were only two people who had won more than a hundred battles, including Mo Xiaolang. Some of them had lost to Mo Xiaolang, and some of them had even been defeated by Mo Xiaolang.
"If it's just these few people, you should have no problem."
Long Chen stood next to Mo Xiaolang and carefully looked at his opponent. He was more confident in Mo Xiaolang.
"Yes, just like me, the other guy who won all of his battles is the Fire Ancestor of the Four Poles. He is very powerful, but because he uses the Law of Fire, he is restrained by me."
In this way, Mo Xiaolang was sure to win the championship.
Soon, the battle began. It was a battle to eliminate the top four. Mo Xiaolang was the first to enter the arena.
"Go, take first place."
In fact, these hundreds of battles had indeed given him a lot of training. Now that he had made some progress, he might be able to compete with the Ancestral God of the seventh era. The gap between him and Kitten was also narrowing.
"No problem."
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Mo Xiaolang and his opponent entered the arena. Then, amidst the cheers, they began to fight. His opponent was a demon, and both of them transformed into their true forms. This battle did not last long. Mo Xiaolang quickly defeated his opponent and became the first person to enter the top four.
There was no suspense.
A large number of Ancestral Gods cheered for his handsome skills. It seemed that Mo Xiaolang was actually very popular. At this time, Long Chen also cheered for him and joined the excited crowd.
"That's him."
But Long Chen did not know that in the most honorable position, one of them, Demon Ancestor Chiyou, was beside Sacred Ancestor Kṣitigarbha, pointing at Mo Xiaolang.
"Got it."
Divine Ancestor Kṣitigarbha opened his eyes and said, "I'll deal with it when the battle is over."
He glanced at the crowd and saw Long Chen. "He's a troublemaker. I'll leave him to you," said Sacred Ancestor Kṣitigarbha.
"No problem at all."
Demon Ancestor Chiyou's eyes shone with a cold, black light. He would never forget that Long Chen had taken away 'time' from him.
The battles continued. The next three battles were all extremely bitter, and it was practically difficult to determine the victor. Aside from the Four Extremities Flame Ancestor that Mo Xiaolang had said had an easier time, the others were all in a stalemate. Even though there were some who won, they suffered heavy injuries.
The top four had been decided, but two of them were already very tired. After resting and recovering for a few days, the battle between the top four immediately began. Mo Xiaolang dealt with one of them. After all, his opponent had not fully recovered yet, so he finished the battle even faster. On the other side, as expected, the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes, who still had a certain amount of combat power, also won.
After the other two competed for the third place, the strongest would be decided between the two of them.
"I didn't expect these two competitors to both cultivate the Law of Fire."
"The Law of Fire is really that powerful."
"What do you guys think? Whose flame is more powerful?"
While the top four were fighting, in fact, everyone's attention and discussion were all on Mo Xiaolang and the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes.
For everyone, the battle between the top three and four was no longer interesting.
After the battle, the people of the Ancestral Gods Alliance asked if Mo Xiaolang and the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes needed to rest. In the end, both of them said that they didn't need to. After this announcement, under the gaze of more than 7,000 Ancestral Gods, the battle officially broke out.
It was the battle between the strongest Ancestral Gods of the eighth era.
Mo Xiaolang's opponent, the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes, was a burly man bathed in flames. But unlike Sacred Ancestor Hiderigami, he was very cold. The most obvious thing was that his face was divided into four parts, each with four different colors. In each color, there was an eye, and in each eye, there was a majestic flame burning.
There were a total of four kinds of flames.
He had surging power and four kinds of terrifying flames. His World Source was four weapons, namely saber, spear, sword, and halberd. In fact, it was just a World Source that could be divided into four, and his strength lay in the fact that he could control saber, spear, sword, and halberd at the same time.
Mo Xiaolang, on the other hand, had nothing. After all, he didn't have a World Source.
Therefore, in terms of World Source, he had no advantage.
This was the reason why half of the people didn't think that Mo Xiaolang could win.
But Long Chen knew that Mo Xiaolang would definitely win. He hadn't encountered the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes before, but in fact, if he had, Mo Xiaolang could have easily defeated him and broken his undefeated streak.
"Break!"
The Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes gave birth to four kinds of flames. Although they weren't Divine Flames, they were flames that had been born with him from the eighth era. They were between Divine Flames and Ancestral Flames, but they were mature.
And Mo Xiaolang's Ancestral Flame hadn't fully matured.
It was precisely because of this that there was a certain gap.
But when Mo Xiaolang displayed the Devouring Law, this gap was no longer a gap.
Boom!
The flames of both sides were evenly matched. The raging flames were spreading into the surroundings. Among them, the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes was extremely violent. His four kinds of flames, saber, spear, sword, and halberd actually had the momentum to suppress Mo Xiaolang.
However, at a certain moment, this kind of suppression completely disappeared.
This was because his four kinds of flames were uncontrollably flying toward Mo Xiaolang at an extremely rapid speed. All of them were devoured by his Divine Body, vanishing without a trace.
To them, the flames they nurtured and grew together were their foundation. Once they were lost, their strength would plummet greatly.
"As expected, he can devour flames."
"Yes, how powerful. The Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes probably just happened to be restrained."
When the flames went out of control, the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes naturally turned pale with fright. However, Mo Xiaolang was really too powerful. He couldn't do anything and allowed the flames he was releasing to go out of control.
Boom!
Then, the flames turned into a counterattack, attacking right at him. The attack even contained the power of Mo Xiaolang's Ancestral Flame.
Rumble!
Eight kinds of Ancestral Flames fused into his opponent's four kinds of flames. No matter how his opponent tried to block them, they still collided with his body. In an instant, the Flame Ancestor of the Four Extremes suffered a crushing defeat. This battle went as Long Chen had expected. Mo Xiaolang obtained victory very easily.
In fact, his victory was even faster than when he fought against the other Ancestral Gods of the eighth era.
No matter what methods Mo Xiaolang used, when the strongest Ancestral God of the eighth era was born, most of the Ancestral Gods present still cheered. This was especially true for the Ancestral Gods of the ninth era, who were extremely fervent.
"Mo Xiaolang, Mo Xiaolang."
Of course, everyone knew Mo Xiaolang's identity. It was said that he was a Destructive Ancestral God by Long Chen's side. Naturally, during the Battle of Doomsday, he had also made great contributions. The gigantic beast, Doomsday, was dealt with by Mo Xiaolang.
Surrounded by the crowd, Mo Xiaolang was relatively indifferent. He found Long Chen among the crowd.
"The end of this journey has indeed helped me a lot," Mo Xiaolang told himself.
However, the Ancestral Gods Alliance had previously announced that the strongest Ancestral God of each era would receive a mysterious reward. Now, he was also curious about what this mysterious reward would be.
After all, when the Ancestral Gods returned, they didn't bring anything with them. If there were any items, they were basically obtained from the Dragon Sacrificial Continent today.
"Everyone, be quiet."
All of a sudden, Sacred Ancestor Kṣitigarbha's voice made everyone quiet down. His voice had the ability to make people quiet out of fear.
It was quiet.
But everyone was still excited. They were all wondering what kind of reward Sacred Ancestor Kṣitigarbha would give to Mo Xiaolang.
After that, he would probably announce the start time of the Ranking Battle of the Seventh Era's Ancestral Gods.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Sacred Ancestor Kṣitigarbha.
Sacred Ancestor Kṣitigarbha was dressed in a snow-white kasaya, and his forehead was shiny. At this moment, he slightly waved his hand, and suddenly, a snow-white light flew toward Mo Xiaolang. When the light approached Mo Xiaolang, it suddenly changed and evolved into a … birdcage.
Yes, it was something similar to a birdcage.
In fact, it was a giant cage.
The cage was made up of pillars of light, and on each pillar of light, there were shining golden characters entwined.
"This is …"
Even Long Chen was a little puzzled at first.