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Chapter 1271

Words:1906Update:22/06/27 05:34:28

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In the northern highlands of China, under the azure sky, in the boundless grassland, there was a beautiful lake that looked like a pearl on the grassland.

This area was like a fairyland on earth, but it was detached from the world. No tourists could approach it, and there were no special markings on the map.

China officially claimed that this was a military weapon testing base, but it was not.

This was the ancestral land of one of the four great clans, the Xuanming Tribe.

A huge statue of a Profound Nether Beast guarded the center of the lake. It had a snake's head, a turtle's body, and its four legs were like pillars that supported the sky. It was lifelike, majestic, and heroic!

On the three sides of the lake, there were a large number of ancient buildings made of grayish-white rocks. The ancient and magnificent buildings showed the long history of the Xuanming Tribe.

The more northerly the buildings were, the closer the clan members were to the core of the Xuanming Tribe. All the members of the main bloodline lived in the north.

At the highest point of the building complex in the north stood a magnificent hall.

Outside the main hall, there were seven huge stone pillars carved with the totem of the Seven Constellations of the North, Bull, Woman, Void, Danger, Room, and Wall.

From the bottom to the top, there were a total of three hundred and sixty-five steps carved out of white jade!

This was the center of power of the Xuanming Tribe, the True Martial Hall!

The main hall echoed with the statue of the Profound Nether Beast in the lake. It was also the highest point of the Xuanming Tribe!

At this moment, in the plaza outside the True Martial Hall, there were over a thousand Mysterious Nether Race members standing solemnly at the bottom of the stairs, divided into several rows.

Their eyes were filled with reverence and excitement as they faced the divine beast statue in the direction of the lake.

At the very front of the thousand clansmen was a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He wore a long white robe and had an imposing appearance. He was the current Patriarch of the Zhou family, Zhou Tianqi!

Beside Zhou Tianqi were some of the core members of the Zhou family and the members of the Elder's Guild.

Zhou Tianqi's eyes were bloodshot as he nervously stared at the back of the Xuan Ming statue.

Suddenly, a piece of the "shell" on the back of the Xuan Ming statue shattered, revealing an exit!

It turned out that the shell was actually a door condensed from profound ice!

Soon after, a dozen figures soared into the sky from the exit and flew onto the back of the Profound Nether Beast.

When Zhou Tianqi saw the dozen or so people appear, he hurriedly took the lead to kneel on the ground and shouted, "Welcome, Patriarchs!"

All of the Zhou clansmen present, regardless of which bloodline they belonged to, knelt on the ground and shouted passionately, "Welcome back, Patriarch!!"

When the Zhou clansmen raised their heads again, a scene that caused them to gasp in surprise appeared!

On the vast lake, a wall of water that was more than ten meters wide and tens of meters tall was summoned out of thin air!

After the lake water was summoned, it quickly froze into an ice wall. The ice wall, which weighed hundreds of tons, formed a broad road that sloped downwards, extending all the way from the Profound Underworld Divine Beast to the lake!

It was as if an ancient city wall had appeared on the lake in an instant!

The temperature around the lake had dropped by several degrees because of the Mystic Ice Wall!

Under the lead of the eight Patriarchs, seven men and one woman, the remaining dozen or so Patriarchs also walked up the Profound Ice Avenue toward the square.

The thousand Zhou clansmen were already dumbfounded. Freezing water into ice was the effect of the Zhou clan's ancestral art, the "Profound Nether Heavenly Handle", and the basic ability of the Profound Nether bloodline.

Most of the Zhou clansmen could do this.

However, to instantly control hundreds or even thousands of tons of lake water and turn it into such a magnificent path of ice in an instant, and to do it so smoothly and steadily, was a realm that they simply did not dare to imagine!

The eight Patriarchs took the lead and walked down the slope of the ice road to the plaza.

The Patriarch in the lead had a jet-black beard and hair. He looked to be more than ten years younger than Zhou Tianqi. He wore a black luxurious robe, but it could be seen that it was from hundreds of years ago.

Zhou Tianqi and the other core members of the Zhou clan felt their breathing quicken when they saw the Patriarchs. Although they were all their blood relatives, they had only seen these people in portraits!

More importantly, the pressure of an expert made it difficult for them to adapt to it in an instant.

Originally, as the head of the family, Zhou Tianqi had thought of a lot of congratulatory words, but when faced with this group of Patriarchs, he didn't know where to start.

Patriarch Zhou Tianqi didn't say anything, and the others didn't dare to say anything either. The scene suddenly became strangely quiet.

On the other hand, when the Patriarchs saw the thousand plus descendants present, they all had calm and composed expressions. Some were rather gratified, while others were rather dissatisfied.

"You are …" Changfeng?

"Seeing that Zhou Tianqi didn't say anything, the leading Patriarch slightly frowned and asked."

Zhou Tianqi's expression turned serious as he respectfully cupped his hands and lowered his head, "Reporting to Great Ancestor Teng Yun, grandson is Tianqi! "My father, Changfeng, passed away seventeen years ago due to illness …"

"Oh?" Zhou Teng Yun revealed a look of regret, "So you are this old man's great-grandson, but how do you recognize this old man?"

Zhou Tianqi said excitedly, "Reporting to Great Ancestor, the portrait you left behind three hundred years ago is not much different from your current appearance! Every year, your grandson will bring our descendants to your study to admire your portrait! "

"So that's how it is..." "You are quite considerate." Zhou Teng Yun smiled and nodded.

Zhou Tianqi was praised by the Patriarch. He was as excited as a child, and his face was flushed red.

However, very quickly, Zhou Tianqi's expression darkened as he said in a low voice, "This time, I have invited all the Patriarchs to come out of seclusion.

But now that our Xuanming Tribe has reached a critical juncture, we have no choice but to ask the Patriarchs to preside over the overall situation! "

However, Zhou Teng Yun said indifferently, "You don't have to blame yourself. We were planning to come out of seclusion in the next few days. The matter you reported will not affect our closed-door cultivation."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Tianqi and the other Zhou elders looked at each other in dismay.

Another rough-looking ancestor chuckled and said, "A bunch of little things. If it's just to deal with an enemy, why would all of us brothers and sisters need to come out of seclusion?

Even if Brother Teng Yun doesn't make a move, I, Zhou Teng Xing, will be able to settle it. "

Zhou Tianqi was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly nodded his head and bowed. With a sorrowful expression, he said, "So this is Patriarch Teng Xing. Tianqi is useless. Your grandson, Elder Chang Guang, has been harmed by the Heavenly Fiend's Ye Fan!"

Zhou Teng Xing raised his eyebrows, "Do I have a grandson called Chang Guang? Ah? I don't even remember myself … Sigh, so be it if I die! Life and death are fated!

Moreover, martial artists were originally rowing against the current. If they did not advance, then they would retreat! If he was no match for a junior, then his death was not to be regretted!

Heh heh... However, this old man would like to see what kind of little monster the Ye Family has produced to make you all rush over to invite us out! "

The Zhou clan's elders all had bitter looks on their faces. They also knew that the Great Ancestors actually did not care too much about the lives and deaths of their descendants. After all, they had already experienced too much, and they had too many descendants.

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