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Chapter 663 The Seventh Royal Descendant!

"You people have been oppressed by these ancient sects for too long. Don't you even have the courage to resist them now?"

Zhu Chen withdrew his hand, patted off non-existent dust, and turned to look at the cultivators from the Sinful State.

His gaze swept over everyone, but the cultivators all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

“I’ll say it again: from today onwards, this city is no longer the city of Sword Valley.”

Zhu Chen continued, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears: "This city belongs to the Sinful State, your own city..."

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with growing anticipation.

They seemed to see their own future in Zhu Chen...

Just then, an old man walked out of the crowd, trembling.

The other person had a full head of white hair, a face covered in wrinkles, and tattered clothes, but his eyes shone with a different kind of light.

"This senior..."

The old man clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhu Chen, his voice trembling slightly as he said, "You killed people from Sword Valley here. They won't let this go easily. Sword Valley still has many strongholds in Sin Province, and they will definitely come to retaliate... You'd better leave as soon as possible..."

Zhu Chen looked at him and couldn't help but smile: "Then let them come. If they come one, I'll kill one; if they come two, I'll kill both..."

The old man was completely intimidated by the aura emanating from Zhu Chen.

wrong.

To be precise, everyone present was stunned by the aura emanating from Zhu Chen!

They had lived a subservient and cautious life in this Sinful State for most of their lives, and had never seen any outside cultivator dare to make a move against those ancient immortal sects here.

And he killed so many people in public...

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they probably wouldn't have believed it even in their wildest dreams.

Shi Hao stepped forward and said frankly to the old man, "Old man, don't worry. Since Brother Zhu Chen said so, he will definitely do it. No matter how many people from Sword Valley come, the two of us will kill them all."

The old man looked at Shi Hao, then at Zhu Chen, and his eyes suddenly reddened.

He knelt down with a thud, choking back tears, and said, "My two benefactors, we cultivators of Sin Province have been oppressed by these ancient sect disciples for far too many years. Today, finally, someone has come to stand up for us!"

This old man was clearly a respected figure in the area, and when the surrounding cultivators from the Sinful State knelt down, they all followed suit.

"Our benefactors, you are our benefactors!"

"Please, benefactor, stay and lead us in our rebellion against those ancient religions!"

"We are willing to follow our two benefactors..."

Shi Hao quickly stepped forward to help the old man up, and then shouted to the surrounding cultivators from the Sinful State: "Please rise, everyone. We came to the Sinful State not only to kill, but also to participate in the Three Thousand States Genius Battle. I want to represent the Sinful State to prove that we are not sinful blood, not ants!"

A commotion broke out in the crowd.

"The Battle of Geniuses of the Three Thousand Provinces? That's a grand event for the entire Three Thousand Provinces!"

"Unfortunately, no one from our Sinful State has been qualified to participate for many years." "The sect tokens we possess have all been snatched away by those ancient sects; we have no chance to participate even if we wanted to..."

"Hmph~ Those ancient sects are simply inhuman. Not only did they steal our sect's tokens, but they even deliberately blocked our path in the Spirit Realm, preventing us from even reaching the Supreme Ancient Altar..."

"Yes, these ancient cults of immortality are simply too much. Fortunately, a benefactor stood up for us today, otherwise we would have been destined to be trapped here for the rest of our lives, oppressed by them generation after generation..."

Looking at the agitated cultivators of the Sinful State, Shi Hao didn't offer any explanation. He simply clenched his fists silently, his gaze gradually hardening, as if he had made an important decision in his heart.

Zhu Chen patted Shi Hao on the shoulder, then smiled and turned to the crowd, saying, "Everyone, his name is Shi Hao, and he shares the same blood as you... This time, when the Three Thousand States Genius Tournament begins, he will represent the Sin State to prove its worth... If any of you are qualified cultivators, you can go to the Spirit Realm with him and travel side by side!"

These words immediately caused a stir in the room.

Then, several figures emerged from the crowd, their faces filled with excitement.

"Shi Hao? Your name is Shi Hao?"

One of the middle-aged cultivators stared at Shi Hao with wide eyes and asked, "You...you're a member of the Stone Clan?"

Shi Hao nodded seriously: "I am a member of the Stone Clan, and I come from the lower realm..."

"The lower realm? The Stone Clan?"

The middle-aged cultivator trembled, his eyes instantly reddening: "Back then, some of our clansmen were indeed imprisoned in the lower realm. I never expected you to still be alive, and to have grown so much..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several more people squeezed forward. They were dressed in different clothes, but their excited expressions were surprisingly consistent.

"I am also a member of the Stone Clan..."

"I am a member of the Fire Clan..."

"I am a member of the Kunpeng clan..."

"My ancestor was the Azure Dragon King!"

"Haha~ No wonder I felt so close to you when I saw you just now, it turns out we're all from the same clan!"

One voice after another rose from the crowd.

These people all came from the descendants of the Seven Kings of the Borderlands. They had lived in the Sinful State for generations and were called "descendants of sinful blood" by the cultivators of the Upper Realm. They suffered discrimination and oppression.

This is the happiest day I've ever been!

At this moment, an elderly man with white hair walked shakily to Shi Hao. He reached out his hand, wanting to touch Shi Hao's shoulder, but then withdrew it.

His lips trembled as he looked at Shi Hao, his voice hoarse as he said, "Child, are you really of the Shi clan's bloodline? Do you know that our Shi clan... our entire clan has been branded with 'sinful blood,' and for generations we have been unable to hold our heads high in this world!"

Looking at the old man, Shi Hao felt a pang of sadness and said softly, "Old man, I know all this. My older brother told me..."

The old man shook his head, his eyes still filled with pain: "You don't know, you have no idea... Our ancestors, the Seven Kings of the Borderlands, fought valiantly for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths on the frontier, achieving great feats. But later... later they were slandered as traitors and despised by the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. We, their descendants, have become 'sinful blood' because of this, and have been wantonly oppressed, treated worse than dogs!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his voice growing louder and louder: "What crime have we committed? What crime have our ancestors committed? They died fighting to protect this land, but those ancient religions, those high and mighty figures, they say we are guilty, so we are guilty! We don't even have a chance to defend ourselves!"

...(End of this chapter)