Sanchez found himself completely at a loss with this group of old ruffians.
He quickly signaled to the ancient emperor of the Demon Dragon clan, with whom he had a good relationship.
The undead knights and the Demon Dragon clan had always been on good terms, and many undead knights had formed battle partnerships with members of the Demon Dragon clan.
Upon receiving his old friend's plea for help, the Demon Dragon clan emperor quickly stopped the two Tigermen ancient powerhouses and said,
"Brothers, let's stop fighting amongst ourselves for now. We should focus on how to face Shang Jiawei, that supreme emperor of Huaxia."
Ye Lao Er said helplessly, "The Undead, the Demons, and your Beastmen's Old Behemoth King, we have three supreme emperors among us.
"But when it comes to one-on-one duels, who can be Shang Jiawei's opponent? Moreover, the ancient powerhouses of Huaxia are all formidable figures.
"If we are not careful at this moment and lose another two supreme emperors, then this war of ten thousand races will be over before it even begins."
The ancient powerhouses of the myriad races nodded and said, "Among our myriad races, only the God and Demon clans can truly contend with those ancient powerhouses of Huaxia. The rest are a bit lacking."
Ye Lao Er shook his head and said,
"It seems I have to go find my maternal uncle. Sigh, at critical moments, I still have to rely on my mother's side of the family."
"Your maternal uncle? Has Emperor Mo Yu revived? Then what do we have to fear?"
As soon as Ye Lao Er finished speaking, his words instantly awed all the ancient powerhouses present.
The God and Demon clans were not only among the top-tier races of the myriad races but also the races with the strongest combat power in the allied army of the myriad races.
The reason Ye Lao Er, as a member of the Night Demon race, had served as the commander of the allied forces for thousands of years was that Ye Lao Er's maternal clan was the Demon clan.
Furthermore, they were the Mo Di clan, taking "Mo" as their surname.
Ye Lao Er's maternal grandfather and eldest maternal uncle were both great Demon Emperors of their generation.
And Ye Lao Er's second maternal uncle was the talented Demon Emperor genius that Chang Ruo mentioned, the unlucky fellow who was infiltrated and killed by Emperor Zi Ming of the Great Shang.
Ye Lao Er's maternal grandfather and eldest maternal uncle were both at the Emperor realm. According to current luck standards, these two might be lying in some graveyard.
However, Ye Lao Er's third maternal uncle and maternal uncle were a supreme powerhouse at the peak of the Emperor realm and a supreme powerhouse at the high stage of the Emperor realm, respectively.
In fact, these two maternal uncles had already revived when Shang Jiawei revived. However, the Demon race members were naturally reclusive, so this matter did not spread among the myriad races.
So Ye Lao Er said to the ancient powerhouses of the myriad races,
"Don't get cocky. Although my maternal uncle has revived, are you sure that the Great Shang only has Shang Jiawei revived? Don't forget, how many planes has that scoundrel Lin Zhan destroyed? Those supreme emperors of their Great Shang are not to be trifled with."
"For this period, all of you behave yourselves. If you have nothing to do, help my disciple prepare equipment and train the army. To achieve victory in this war of ten thousand races, we still have to rely on the battlefield, after all, we have more people."
Then Ye Lao Er looked at Sanchez and said,
"Especially you undead race, behave yourselves. Don't cause any more trouble. You were driven back to your homeland by Huaxia last time, how can you still have the nerve?"
Sanchez, with his neck stiff, opened his mouth to retort to Ye Lao Er.
The ancient powerhouse of the Demon Dragon clan quickly stopped him and turned to Ye Lao Er, saying,
"Second Brother, Second Brother, don't be angry. With me watching this idiot, you can rest assured."
Facing such a stubborn individual, Ye Lao Er had no other choice. He couldn't exactly kill him.
Ye Lao Er shook his head, looking helpless, and said, "Fine, you are all my masters. I'm truly indebted to you. This time, I still have to go invite my maternal uncle out."
Watching Ye Lao Er's retreating figure, the Old Beast Emperor said enviously,
"Sigh, Second Brother Ye's backing is truly strong. If his second maternal uncle hadn't passed away, Second Brother would have three supreme emperors behind him."
The two ancient powerhouses of the Tigermen clan nodded in agreement.
Da Hu shook his head and recited, "His maternal uncle, his second maternal uncle, they are all his uncles."
Er Hu echoed, "Sigh, sigh, they are all his uncles..."
The ancient powerhouses of the myriad races looked at the Tiger brothers in confusion. The ancient powerhouse of the Demon Dragon clan looked at Sanchez, then at Da Hu and Er Hu, and compared them, saying,
"Damn it, these three are the same kind of scum."
Meanwhile, in the Huaxia Royal Court, Yu Longyan was happily drinking the Hundred Flower Wine he had "borrowed" from Lin Zhan, alternating between wine and exquisite small dishes.
Ever since Shang Jiawei had revived, Old Ancestor Yan had been living quite comfortably these past few days.
"After all, the troublemakers are your Great Shang bunch. Now that a string of your supreme beings have revived, I no longer have to worry about you all."
Just as Yu Longyan was enjoying the pleasant life.
Great Yu, the Human Emperor, burst through space in a panic.
Seeing Great Yu's flustered expression, Yu Longyan said with annoyance,
"Yu, you are one of the wisest emperors of our Huaxia. No matter what, you must not be so flustered. Otherwise, where is your imperial dignity, where is Huaxia's dignity?"
Great Yu did not say much, looking at Yu Longyan drinking, but instead carefully checked Yu Longyan, "Uncle Yan, are you alright? Are you injured anywhere?"
Yu Longyan looked at Great Yu in confusion and said, "What could happen to me? What's wrong, are you still drunk from last night?"
Great Yu looked at Yu Longyan's appearance and was startled. He carefully sensed Yu Longyan's aura.
He found that this old turtle's aura was stable, his blood and energy were full, and he could live for another ten thousand years without dying.
Moreover, this old fellow seemed to be on the verge of another breakthrough. Once he reached the supreme emperor realm, it would be an exaggeration to say he was immortal.
But he had never heard of any supreme emperor dying of old age. Look at the depths of the Royal Court.
There was an entire secret realm there filled with supreme beings who had been sleeping since the Primordial era.
If it were a matter of seniority, even Great Yu would have to call them ancestors. Su Dan Novel Network.
Looking at the bewildered Yu Longyan, Great Yu said cautiously,
"Uncle Yan, it's rumored outside that you used the excuse of inspecting America to actually go visit prostitutes, and as a result, you were surrounded by the Undead. You almost died. If Wu Ding hadn't brought Xuan Shang and Xuan Qing to desperately rescue you, you would have been gone."
Yu Longyan almost choked on his breath upon hearing Great Yu's words.
"Who the hell is this bastard ruining my reputation? When did I go to America?"
Great Yu looked incredulous and said, "Uncle Yan, just admit it. Anyway, Aunt Mei'er hasn't revived yet, so we definitely won't report you."
Then he took out a video player and handed it to Yu Longyan.
On it, Yu Longyan was shown shirtless, embracing two curvaceous blonde women, desperately fleeing under the attack of a group of skinny men in black.