"Sit and wait for death?"
Zhu Xiaotian sneered. "There must be a reason why Mu Qingyu can't do anything. Otherwise, why would he let Mu Yun suffer for ten thousand years?"
"We must seize this opportunity to break the Shepherds' current development."
The father and son duo walked into the Zhu Clan's Secret World.
Gradually, the two of them arrived at a stone tablet.
The stone tablet was completely red and filled with flames, giving off a scorching aura.
"The seventh generation of the Zhu Clan, the current clan leader, Zhu Xiaotian, requests to meet the ancestors."
Zhu Xiaotian walked up to the stone tablet and knelt down on both knees.
As soon as he said this, Zhu Chen also knelt down and kowtowed.
He knew that the stone tablet was where the ancestors of the Zhu Clan passed away. Could it be that … there was something hidden within?
Buzz buzz buzz …
As Zhu Xiaotian's words faded, a buzzing sound rang out, and a ray of light slowly rose from the ground. At this moment, the stone tablet had actually split into two, splitting into two.
Zhu Xiaotian took a step forward and entered with Zhu Chen.
Suddenly, the sky changed color and everything changed.
The father and son duo seemed to have appeared in another world.
"Father, what is this place?" Zhu Chen was shocked.
"Don't speak!"
Zhu Xiaotian shouted. He then looked forward and cupped his fists together. "Disciple Zhu Xiaotian has brought my son Zhu Chen to meet the ancestors!"
Boom …
Suddenly, a rumbling sound rang out at this moment.
A figure suddenly appeared in the area that was originally covered by the thick fog.
"Ancestor!"
Zhu Xiaotian cupped his fists together and bowed.
"Xiaotian, what are you doing here?"
The old man's hair and beard were all white. His skin was skinny and bony, and the surface of his skin looked as if it had been burned by fire. It was a terrifying sight.
"Senior Tong Zu!"
Zhu Xiaotian said again. "I'm here because the Yang Clan has been destroyed. I have no choice but to look for the ancestors!"
"What?"
Two exclamations suddenly rang out in the sky.
The moment the two voices rang out, Zhu Chen felt a suffocating aura rush up to his nose.
In an instant, the two silhouettes appeared before the two of them.
"Xiaotian, say that again!"
Both of them were old men in their sixties. Their figures were well-proportioned and their appearances were ordinary. However, the pressure they exuded made Zhu Chen realize that these were the three top ancestors of the Zhu clan.
Illusionary Divine Stage?
"The three Patriarchs, the Crown Prince of the Shepherds led people to exterminate the Yang Clan. Bi Yinyun has also appeared."
Zhu Xiaotian proceeded to tell Qin Nan everything he had learned today.
With that, the skinny old man looked at the two people beside him.
"Zhu Yuancheng!"
"Zhu Fengkuo!"
"What do you two think of this matter?"
At this moment, the three of them were frowning.
"This Crown Prince of the Shepherds is indeed not simple. If Mu Qingyu had not protected him in the past, I would have killed him long ago!" Zhu Yuancheng said coldly.
"It's useless to talk about this now. Zhu Tong, you've always been the one with more ideas among the three of us. What do you think we should do?"
The two of them looked at Zhu Tong again.
Zhu Tong spoke slowly.
"Since the Shepherds have attacked the Yang Clan, we, the Zhu Clan, are in the south of the Boundless Ocean. We might be their next target!"
Zhu Tong nodded his head. "If that's the case, Xiaotian, from today onwards, the Red Feather Warriors and the Roaring Sky Army will guard the secret realm day and night!"
"At the same time, arrange for the Death Warriors to guard the surroundings of the Zhu Clan's secret realm."
After giving out his orders, Zhu Tong remained silent for a while before speaking again. "Spread the news that the three Patriarchs of the Zhu Clan are still alive and warn the Shepherds."
"Yes!"
With that, Zhu Xiaotian's face lit up.
After all, the Zhu Clan was more powerful than the Yang Clan.
The three Patriarchs were all in the Illusionary Divine Stage. With the three of them around, the Zhu Clan would be much safer.
"At the same time, send someone to look for Yang Kaitai. He is also in the Illusionary Divine Stage and his cultivation is not ordinary. Bring all the Yang Clan members who have escaped."
"Seek help from the Blood Race and ask them to send at least one Illusionary Divine Stage dream master to the Zhu Clan."
Zhu Tong grunted. "I don't believe that the three of us, together with Yang Kaitai and the Illusionary Divine Stage dream master from the Blood Race will not be able to deal with the Shepherds!"
"Yes!"
Zhu Xiaotian's eyes were filled with ferocity.
If Yang Kaitai could find the three Patriarchs and the Blood Race's dream master, the Zhu Clan would not be afraid of the Shepherds. With five Illusionary Divine Stage dream masters around, the Zhu Clan would not be afraid of the Shepherds.
…
In the Divine Realm, south of the Boundless Ocean was the territory of the Zhu Clan. The southernmost part of the Divine Realm was the territory of the Zhao Clan.
On this day, there was an important competition going on in the Zhao Clan.
At this moment, in the Zhao Clan's secret realm, there was a 10,000-meter-wide arena. Three figures stood proudly in a triangular formation.
The auras of the three of them were extremely dense and there was a wave of energy that made people wary.
Around the arena, there were many people from the Zhao Clan.
At this moment, many people from the Zhao Clan were looking at the arena with fervent gazes.
On the rostrum, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. His aura was faintly discernible.
"Everyone, please be quiet!"
Slowly, a voice rang out. The person with his hands behind his back spoke.
The entire arena fell silent.
"Today is a big day for the Zhao Clan. As everyone knows, the former Crown Prince of the Zhao Clan, Zhao Yanming, has returned."
"However, Zhao Yanming has disappeared for 10,000 years. Now that he has suddenly reappeared, his position as the Crown Prince has been questioned!"
"Today, as the leader of the Zhao Clan, I, Zhao Yan, will make the decision."
"Today, the position of the Crown Prince of the Zhao Clan will be decided between Zhao Yanming, Zhao Kaiming, and Zhao Qingfeng!"
Zhao Yan's eyes flashed.
Below the arena, there was an uproar. Each wave was louder than the one before.
"The winner will be the Crown Prince of the Zhao Clan. The loser will have to support the Crown Prince wholeheartedly in the future and ensure that the Zhao Clan will prosper forever!"
Zhao Yan looked below and shouted, "The three of you may begin now!"
As soon as he said this, the three figures slowly stepped forward.
"Fourth Brother, you haven't returned for 10,000 years. There are many things in the Zhao Clan that you don't know. Why must you fight with the two of us?" Zhao Kaiming said with a faint smile.
His third brother, Zhao Jielun, had died in the Nine Empty Realms, so he had one less competitor.
However, when Zhao Yanming returned, it was still a battle between the three of them.
"Eldest Brother, Crown Prince Zhao, I'm not doing this for my own selfish reasons."
Zhao Yanming said, "It's for the eternal prosperity of the Zhao Clan. The position of Crown Prince can only be held by the one with the most potential!"
"Do you mean that my second brother and I can't explain as well as you?"
"If my two brothers were stronger than me, then I wouldn't have been made the Crown Prince back then!"
As soon as he said this, the smell of gunpowder was very strong.
Zhao Yan saw this scene and nodded slightly.
If he became the Crown Prince, he would be the leader of the clan in the future.
As the leader of the clan, he had to speak with one mouth. What he had to do was naturally to intimidate everyone.
If Zhao Yanming won today, he had to do it in a grand manner.
He had to win so that Zhao Kaiming and Zhao Qingfeng would have no thoughts of resistance.
"Since that's the case, don't blame your second brother for not doting on you, fourth brother!" Zhao Qingfeng also stepped forward at this moment, his expression cold.
"Second Brother, let's go!"
Instantly, Zhao Kaiming took a step forward and charged forward.
Zhao Qingfeng followed closely behind at this moment.
The two of them were prepared to join forces and deal with Zhao Yanming first.
"My two brothers, you've only reached the Eight Changes of the Ancestor God Realm after 10,000 years?"
Zhao Yanming's expression turned cold. He took a step forward and threw a punch at Zhao Kaiming.
Boom …
In an instant, a terrifying aura spread out in all directions.
A crack suddenly sounded. Zhao Kaiming took Zhao Yanming's punch head-on. Before he could think, he felt a piercing pain in his arm.
The pain spread throughout his body.
Boom …
Zhao Yanming exerted force again. Zhao Kaiming had no ability to resist at all. His face turned pale, and he instantly took a step back. His entire body shot backward like a cannonball.
Boom!
An explosion sounded. Zhao Yanming's body was smashed into the array barrier around the square by Zhao Yanming's punch. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face was deathly pale.
"Nine Changes of the Ancestor God Realm!"
At this moment, Zhao Kaiming's expression was aghast.
Originally, when Zhao Yanming appeared in the Nine Emptiness Realm, it was already shocking that he had reached the Seven Changes of the Ancestor God Realm.
Who would have thought that he would leap to the Nine Changes of the Ancestor God Realm now?
What a joke!
"Third Brother, do you still want to come?"
Zhao Yanming looked at Zhao Qingfeng and said indifferently.
This time, Zhao Qingfeng retreated.
He was also at the Eight Changes of the Ancestor God Realm.
Zhao Kaiming was actually stronger than him, but there was no doubt that he had lost.
How could he withstand Zhao Yanming's fierce attack?
It was impossible!
"I admit defeat!"
Zhao Qingfeng said slowly.
Zhao Yanming swung his hands and looked around proudly.
"From today onwards, I, Zhao Yanming, am still the Crown Prince of Zhao. The position of Crown Prince was mine in the past, and it is still mine now!"
Around him, a tsunami of cheers sounded quickly and violently.
At this moment, Zhao Yan nodded slightly.
Nine Changes of the Ancestor God Realm!
Zhao Yanming's current cultivation was definitely at the top of the Crown Princes of the Ten Great Ancient Clans.
He was still quite satisfied with this son of his.
This competition had started quickly and ended even more quickly.
This time, Zhao Yan had specially established his prestige for Zhao Yanming.
Zhao Yanming looked at the cheers around him and slowly stretched out his hands.
This was the glory that belonged to him, and he had taken it back!
That guy was right. In this world, strength was ultimately still the most important thing.
"Thank you … Mu Yun!"
The various Great Ancient Clans were all having their own things.
The news of Mu Yun destroying the Yang Clan was also slowly spreading. Half a day after the matter ended, it had spread throughout the entire God Realm.
That battle had caused the land where the Yang Clan was to shake and the mountains to shake. When everyone saw it, they knew that the Yang Clan was finished!
The Zhan Clan, Han Clan, Shi Clan, Murong Clan, Blood Clan, and Royal Clan received the news immediately and were all shocked.
One had to know that this time, Mu Qingyu had yet to make a move.
If Mu Qingyu had made a move, what would have happened?
Didn't that mean that the Yang Clan had completely disappeared without a trace?
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