Facing the second strand of Creation Divine Light, the True Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Phoenix Clan joined forces once again.
In the end, it was the Heavenly Phoenix Clan who successfully claimed the second strand of Creation Divine Light.
"Damn it! What should I do now!"
Ian Song still couldn’t think of a solution. The Nine Stellar Transformations only last for nine hours after activation. If he only competed for a single strand of Creation Divine Light, maybe others would give him face, but if he tried to take more than two, he’d likely become the enemy of most people.
Especially the Dragonfolk and Heavenly Phoenix Clan—they definitely wouldn’t let such a golden opportunity pass, and would probably goad everyone else to gang up on him.
Even though the Nine Stellar Transformations can boost his strength by over two hundred times, it’s still impossible to fight against a thousand beings at once. Just look—the True Dragon Clan alone has brought eight high-tier gods, and the Heavenly Phoenix Clan has sent two more.
So, the two clans have a total of twelve high-tier gods.
Add in the high-tier gods from the other races, and there are more than fifty present here.
The third strand of Creation Divine Light appeared.
This time, the Dragonfolk made their move and ultimately claimed a strand of Creation Divine Light.
Next up were the Moon-God People, then the Blood Demon Race, and after that, the Heavenly Spirit Race.
The seventh strand of Creation Divine Light was seized by the Sea-Folk.
Ian Song finally understood—it was following the ranking order of the races.
On the eighth day, the eighth strand of Creation Divine Light appeared. It should have been Humanity’s turn.
But at that moment, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan and True Dragon Clan acted, and in the end, the True Dragon Clan took it.
This left the Human gods feeling stifled. Ian Song’s eyes flashed slightly, but he didn’t step in to stop it.
The ninth strand of Creation Divine Light was won by the Beastkin Race, with neither the Dragonfolk nor the Heavenly Phoenix Clan interfering.
The tenth strand of Creation Divine Light was claimed by the Rockfolk.
On the eleventh day, the eleventh strand of Creation Divine Light appeared.
Seeing this, Ian Song shot straight up into the sky. No matter what, he had to grab at least one strand of Creation Divine Light first.
Just then, four figures flashed into the air, blocking Ian Song’s path. They were high-tier gods from the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan.
"Move aside!"
The Azure Flood-Dragon Sword appeared in Ian Song’s hand.
One of the True Dragon Clan’s high-tier gods spoke up: "Evan Chu, you got our Holy Heir killed and the Heavenly Phoenix Clan’s Divine Daughter as well. So, everyone else here can compete for Creation Divine Light—but you’re forbidden!"
Ian wasn’t surprised at all. Ao Tian died directly by his hand, and Feng Jiu died indirectly because of him. If the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan let that slide, they wouldn’t deserve to rank first and second on the continent.
“Sigh, Demon King Chu really went too far—he’s pissed off the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, and now he’s made the True Dragon Clan his enemy too. Looks like those two are about to settle accounts with him!”
“It’s a shame. If he survives, he’ll definitely dominate an entire era!”
“Yeah, but there’s no way the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan will let him live—he’s just too reckless, killing both their Holy Heir and Divine Daughter. That’s a total slap in the face!”
"Are you sure you want to block me?"
Ian Song stared at the four high-tier gods from both clans and asked.
"Crawl back, or die!"
The True Dragon Clan god kept going, a mocking look on his face. With twelve high-tier gods between the two clans, they were sure they had Ian Song cornered. The reason they hadn’t attacked him before entering this small world was partly to conserve strength, and partly because they enjoyed toying with him like a cat with a mouse.
"Just the four of you? Not enough. Why not call everyone over at once!"
Ian Song replied, calm and unhurried.
"Arrogant!"
"Presumptuous!"
"Die!"
The four high-tier gods attacked, all going all out. Instantly, Ian Song was engulfed by four terrifying auras, nearly immobilizing his body.
"Kill!"
The Xuanhuang Pagoda appeared, expanding with the wind. Its immense suppressive power instantly pinned down all four gods, leaving them unable to move.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
A blood-red sword light flashed, and three high-tier gods were instantly cleaved in two. The fourth managed to break free from the Xuanhuang Pagoda’s suppression at the last moment, but lost an arm in the process.
"Not good!"
The remaining eight high-tier gods from the Dragonfolk and Heavenly Phoenix Clan saw this and their expressions changed. Immediately, they attacked together, all targeting Ian Song.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
But at that moment, three high-tier gods from the Dragonfolk rushed out to intercept three of them, while two high-tier gods from the Blood Demon Race blocked two more.
"Dragonfolk, Blood Demon Race—what are you trying to do?"
After a fierce clash, the high-tier gods of the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan roared in anger.
"Evan Chu is a close friend of our Third Prince!"
A Dragonfolk high-tier god replied with a smile. The True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan have held the top two ranks for too long, and their alliance means that whenever one is attacked, the other will help.
This left the Dragonfolk, ranked third, feeling dissatisfied. If they could kill the top experts of the other two clans here, maybe the Dragonfolk could move up a rank.
A Blood Demon Race high-tier god followed up: "Evan Chu is also close to our clan’s Saintess. Before we came, the Saintess told us that meeting Evan Chu is like meeting her, so we can’t just stand by and watch you kill him. Otherwise, we’d have to answer to her!"
"Blood Demon Saintess?"
"When did the Blood Demon Race get a Saintess?"
Everyone looked puzzled—everyone except Ian Song, who knew that the so-called Blood Demon Saintess was most likely Joy (Yueyue).
Even though the Dragonfolk and Blood Demon Race had intercepted five high-tier gods, Ian Song still had to face four.
Just then—
The Longevity God and another Human high-tier god soared into the sky, each facing off against one of the remaining high-tier gods.
The Dragonfolk and Heavenly Phoenix Clan had deliberately caused trouble, making the Human race miss their chance at Creation Divine Light. The Human gods had been holding back their anger, but now, with the Dragonfolk and Blood Demon Race stepping in, they saw an opportunity to strike back at the two clans—and they weren’t about to let it slip away.
Suddenly—
Two more high-tier gods soared into the sky—this time, they were from the Heavenly Spirit Race.
In an instant, the nine high-tier gods from the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan looked utterly grim.
"Heh, count the Sea-Folk in too!"
Two more figures shot into the sky.
"How could the Beastkin Race miss out on something this big!"
A high-tier god from the Beastkin Race joined the fray.
"I’ve had it with the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan!"
Another figure shot up—it was a high-tier god from the Rockfolk.
At this point, aside from the Elven Race, seven of the top ten races had joined forces to hunt down the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan.
Seeing this, Ian Song was genuinely surprised.
But after a moment’s thought, he understood the reason: the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan had monopolized the most spiritually rich regions on the continent, suppressing the other races for years.
No wonder the others were resentful. If they could topple the top two clans, not only would their rankings rise, but they could also seize their territories.
Normally, they’d have no chance, but Ian Song’s arrival had become the catalyst, uniting them all.
"Should we make a move?"
One high-tier elf asked the other two.
"We have to! If we don’t, once the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan fall, the other seven races will target us next!" The second elf mused, and then all three high-tier elves joined the battle.
In that instant, the True Dragon Clan and Heavenly Phoenix Clan gods looked even more miserable.