Chapter 2150: God Race

Afterward, the powerhouses of these major forces would enter the Mysterious Black Hole. If the external Formation was not properly reinforced and stabilized, entering at will could lead to accidents, and even powerhouses might perish within.

Furthermore, they had to prevent the possibility of this black hole being a trap. If a large number of Liandao Realm powerhouses entered and the Mysterious Black Hole subsequently collapsed, causing all living beings inside to perish, things would become troublesome.

"How much longer until we can enter?" a tall man wearing golden armor spoke. His aura was thick and terrifying, having reached the Peak of the ninth stage of the Liandao Realm, yet the aura he emitted was even more terrifying than that of ordinary Wanwu Realm powerhouses.

This person was named Zai Yi, a peerless-level Prodigy from a branch of the Thousand-Hand God Clan. However, he was no longer considered part of the younger generation and had joined the ranks of the older generation's powerhouses. He had been tempering himself and had not allowed himself to step into the Wanwu Realm.

The Thousand-Hand God Clan… one of the powerful and terrifying deities. Although the one in the Hongtian Star Domain was only a branch lineage, they were all extremely powerful, possessing terrifying Innate Divine Abilities. They were one of the Ten Great Forces in the Hongtian Star Domain, and even major forces like the Witch God Clan, the Weiyang Clan, and Ziyun Temple did not dare to provoke them.

They were even unable to discern just how deep the foundation of the Thousand-Hand God Clan truly was.

"Who knows? Just wait…" a woman's voice drifted out indifferently. This person was beautiful, wearing a black gauze dress that accentuated her charm. The aura she emitted was as terrifying as Zai Yi's, and she was also a powerhouse at the Peak of the ninth stage of the Liandao Realm.

This person was named Gu Yuhan, a peerless-level Prodigy of the Shiwang Clan. Like Zai Yi, she no longer belonged to the category of the younger generation and was classified among the older generation of powerhouses.

Against peerless Liandao Realm ninth-stage prodigies like them, even ordinary Wanwu Realm powerhouses had no confidence in securing a steady victory.

Zai Yi frowned and said nothing…

When the Secret Realm controlled by Ziyun Temple had opened previously, the truly great forces had not sent anyone.

Because these major forces disdained the Secret Realm Opportunities controlled by others…

The Thousand-Hand God Clan, the Shiwang Clan, the Silver Moon Clan, the Huntian Clan… these truly top-tier major forces all had Secret Realms under their own control.

It was a pipe dream for other forces to try and get a share of the trial Secret Realms they controlled; these major forces would never agree, and those others lacked the qualifications to oppose these several forces.

These forces each occupied a certain region. Their Domains were remote, and very few people were qualified to go there…

According to legend, these Four Great Races all possessed the Bloodline of the God Race and were branches of powerful races, so they disdained contact with other Mortal Races.

Among the many forces Xiao Fan had offended, only the Dragon Palace Hall could be compared to them, but it was merely a comparison… From this, one could see how powerful these four God Race branch forces were.

"Hehehe… what's the rush? For an unknown place like this that has appeared, it naturally must be reinforced before one can enter," a man chuckled. This person wore a crimson robe with a faint smile on his face, and his aura was equally terrifying and startling.

Gongyu Shu… a peerless Prodigy of the Huntian Clan and a powerhouse at the Peak of the ninth stage of the Liandao Realm.

"Heh… do you really not know what we're in a rush for?" Zai Yi sneered, his eyes flickering like stars as he looked toward Gongyu Shu.

"Of course I know… but so what? Can you enter right now just because you're in a rush?" Gongyu Shu said faintly, his expression calm.

The powerhouses of the other major forces remained silent. Even those who had reached the Wanwu Realm could not interject without a certain level of status.

The Huntian Clan, the Thousand-Hand God Clan, the Shiwang Clan… these God Race branches had always been mysterious.

Among the nearby powerhouses, only one Beautiful Woman had a calm expression. This woman wore a white robe as white as snow and stood above the starry sky, as dazzling as a pearl…

This person was named Ping Xu, a powerhouse at the Peak of the ninth stage of the Liandao Realm.

A peerless-level Prodigy of the Silver Moon Clan… also a descendant of the God Race.

Nearby, the powerhouses from various major forces such as the Witch God Clan, the Weiyang Clan, the Sacred Beast Realm, and the Dragon Palace Hall were actually quite bewildered.

Why would the Legacy of Emperor White Bone attract these major forces?!

One must know that although these four God Race branches were powerful, they were always low-key. The beings within their clans rarely ventured out and stayed in their own Domains year-round.

Yet now… these several God Races had actually sent four terrifying prodigies here, along with multiple God Race powerhouses!

What was their purpose?!

"Everyone, I wonder how many entry slots each of your parties will require once we can enter the Rift?!" At this time, a powerhouse from the Witch God Clan stepped forward and spoke with a smile. He was at the third stage of the Wanwu Realm and was an existence at the Old Ancestor level of the Witch God Clan, yet at this moment, his attitude toward several Liandao Realm youths was respectful.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Zai Yi of the Thousand-Hand God Clan spoke coldly.

"Uh… well, every force needs to tally the entry slots; otherwise, there's a concern that the space inside might not be able to withstand it." The Witch God Clan powerhouse was a bit embarrassed. As a Wanwu Realm powerhouse, when had he ever been so humiliated?!

But the opponent was from the Thousand-Hand God Clan, and he did not dare to offend them.

"Scram!"