That afternoon, the day the meeting concluded, Mo Kuangtu, along with the four young masters of the Mo family, secretly departed from the Divine Race plane.
Near the Asgard plane, the Mo family deployed three elite-level legions. Their strength was considerably greater than the elite legions led by the Demon Race's imperial sons during the Ten Thousand Races War.
Furthermore, these three elite legions were all at full strength. The number of soldiers in a Demon Race elite legion was the same as in a Ten Thousand Races legion, with each legion comprising 3 million soldiers. This is equivalent to saying that the Mo family's three elite legions were comparable to a single army group under Lin Zhan's command. Judging by the Demon Race's combat effectiveness, these three elite legions were still somewhat superior to the human race's army groups.
Under the protection of the great benefactor Ye Fan, the young Daoist also represented Great Shang and accompanied the four Mo family young masters to the Asgard plane.
"Little Fatty, what are your thoughts on attacking Asgard?" Mo Kuangtu asked the young Daoist with a smile.
"The Asgard Divine Race has one half-ancestor, hidden deep within the plane, and two Great Emperors, who are the two Supreme God-Kings of Asgard."
"As for those currently on the surface in Asgard, there are only Odin, Heiner, and Lord, these three God-Kings of the Emperor rank. However, regarding Asgard's Thor lineage, I suspect that old fellow might be the successor of some powerful being."
"Moreover, people from this lineage seem to dislike the Divine Race from the bottom of their hearts. Most importantly, after my investigation, Thor's lineage does not seem to be Odin's bloodline in Asgard. Therefore, we can set this lineage aside for now. I feel there might be significant gains to be made."
Mo Kuangtu was stunned: "Holy crap, who's so awesome they can cuck their own clan's top figures?"
"We really need to dig into this matter. Perhaps we'll find some unexpected gains. Fourth, I'll leave the command to you this time. Elder Brother, Third Brother, let's go capture them." He then turned to Ye Fan and said, "Great Uncle, we'll have to trouble you to provide support."
"It's my duty," Ye Fan nodded.
On the other side, in the Divine Race plane.
Ancestor Ziqi was confronting a half-ancestor of the Immortal Race.
"Ziqi, don't push your luck. I won't pursue the matter of you hitting my son, but..." Donghua Immortal Ancestor of the Immortal Race said sternly to Ziqi.
"But what the hell? What right do you have to talk to me here? Was it your bunch of stupid sons who caused this trouble? Our Zhan'er and Xian'er are both victims. How dare you complain to me? You're complaining to your second uncle... Damn it, you're really asking for it." Ancestor Ziqi glared and scolded impatiently.
In the void, Tai Xu Immortal Ancestor, who was fighting, twitched his lips upon hearing Ziqi's words. He turned to Ren Zu Shao Dian and said, "Shao Dian, shouldn't you manage this kid Ziqi?"
Shao Dian was taken aback, then said dismissively, "Manage what? If you have the guts, go find his father."
Chi You, enjoying the spectacle and not afraid of trouble, added:
"Yeah, if you have the guts, go find his father! Di Ku, don't let his junior status fool you, he's strong. If not, go find Di Ku with your eldest brother, Haotian. If those hooligans don't beat you two into a pulp, then you two have clean bowels."
"No, no, Chi You, Uncle Dian, you're both wrong about this," Tie Da Di said, striking the Divine Ancestor with a bear paw and placing him next to the Demonic Ancestor's Tun Tian, then speaking earnestly.
Everyone was stunned upon hearing Tie Da Di's words, even the beaten Divine Ancestor looked over curiously.
"Holy crap, isn't this old bear always biased towards his own kind? Why has he changed his ways? Did he have a stroke in his sleep?"
"Ziqi should be complaining to his second uncle, you see. After all, Donghua's father is the eldest. He can't possibly have a second uncle..."
"Hahaha..." Everyone was stunned and then burst into laughter. "Holy crap, when did this old bear start telling bad jokes?"
Before the laughter died down, they heard Ziqi's scolding from below:
"Your second uncle my ass! Don't mention anyone to me, it's useless. I'm telling you, our eldest granddaughter-in-law is pregnant, and she's given birth to a pair of twin boys for us Great Shang."
"Old man, don't say I didn't warn you in advance. No matter who it is, if they want to get married, they need our Xiu girl's approval. Otherwise, not only are you, a half-ancestor of the Immortal Race, useless, but even your family's Chaos Ancestor would be powerless."
"You old man, don't try to scare me. I'm telling you, who doesn't have a few prime ancestors these days?"
As soon as Ziqi finished speaking, Lin Zhan was so startled he stumbled, looking back at the four old hooligans beside him with lingering fear:
"Holy crap, four uncles, our ancestor isn't going to actually summon a Chaos Ancestor, is he?"
Xuan Yi Dao glanced at Lin Zhan. He said impatiently:
"The most troublesome families in the entire heavens are all here. With our families behind you, what are you afraid of? Besides, even if a Chaos Prime Ancestor is summoned, so what? Do you think your human race doesn't have one?"
"Even if we take a step back, your human race's ancestors Fuxi and Nuwa are the most protective. They might not indulge the younger generation's affairs, but if that shameless old man dares to bully the young, will you see if these two ancestors let him?"
"Exactly, exactly. Do you really think they pamper him, love him, eggplants, potatoes, and chili peppers? If things get serious, we'll stew him in a big iron pot." Yuan Ba, the father of Little Guitar, carrying a large iron club, said in a down-to-earth manner.
"In my opinion, this is a stomachache for a mouse, such a small matter (kidney). Donghua, this silly fellow, why is he making such a fuss? He should have just let young Master Lin marry that little girl from the Immortal Race. Why let those old guys from the Divine Race laugh at us?" Long Ji, the father of Little Guitar, said while glancing towards the Moses Divine Domain.
A group of Divine Race prime ancestors and half-ancestors stood on the city wall, watching the commotion with great interest.
"Oh dear, Long Ji glanced at us. Can he see us?" asked a prime ancestor-level Divine Ancestor.
Third Generation Divine Ancestor shook his head: "Don't worry. Although the Long Que clan has good eyesight, Long Ji is still far from being able to see us. If it were his father, it would be more like it."
"Speaking of which, how did Donghua and Ziqi start arguing like this? I thought they would be launching an attack on us in a few days."
"Third Generation Old Ancestor, I know about this. Shall I tell you, old sir?" a half-ancestor eagerly offered.
"Tell us, quickly tell everyone. This matter is quite interesting."
"Certainly, esteemed old ancestors, please listen carefully."