Fate Reignites: My Rampage in a World Where Time Stops

"Ancestor... you mean ..." Purple Moon Priest was shocked, "Was there a fourth human back then who was the real Gatekeeper?"

"This is just a conjectured direction." Ancestor of the Moon Spirit paused, "At least, we must not be completely led by the nose by humans, thinking in the direction they want us to think."

"Think about how our clan has been towards other clans over the ten thousand years."

"Understood!" Purple Moon Priest said solemnly, cutting off the communication.

As silence returned to the surroundings, Ancestor of the Moon Spirit slowly spoke, "First Realm, instantaneously killing seven of Second Realm—even that invincible Immortal King of ancient times couldn't possibly achieve this."

"It's a pity I could not witness Luo's actions myself, unable to judge what means this human actually used."

"Although you can't judge, you already have a guess, don't you?" a voice echoed from nowhere.

Hearing the other's words, Ancestor of the Moon Spirit fell silent.

"Last ten thousand years, I witnessed the Manager take action," Ancestor of the Moon Spirit spoke softly, "likewise instant killing without a trace, the Manager could even kill incarnates in the material world through Heavenly Dome Rank."

"Compared with the real Manager, Luo's methods are somewhat lacking, but there are many similarities."

"After the Immortal King killed the Manager, the Manager's head then disappeared." Ancestor of the Moon Spirit spoke gravely, "We have been searching for years, but always without success."

"It seems now, the Manager's head is with the humans."

"Immortal Clan, well played."

"Now knowing where the Manager's head is, it's good news," the mysterious voice spoke slowly, "Getting it, we've taken another big step."

"But we need to get it first," Ancestor of the Moon Spirit shook his head slightly, "The Manager's head corresponds to a most core privilege."

"It won't be easy to get it," Ancestor of the Moon Spirit suddenly stopped talking, looking in a certain direction.

"He couldn't hold back any longer." the mysterious voice said strangely, "You deal with him, I'm out."

After saying this, the mysterious voice quietly dissipated.

In the next instant, a daunting figure, like an inferno bursting with terrifying power, immediately appeared in front of Ancestor of the Moon Spirit.

"Pang Jialai, I need an explanation."

"Desos, what explanation do you need?" Facing the ferocious eyes of the Half-demon Ancestor, Ancestor of the Moon Spirit's tone remained calm.

"Human Race, what exactly are they capable of?!"

The voice of the Half-demon Ancestor was filled with rage, "A mere First Realm, how could he possibly be so strong."

"This question, I am curious about as well," Ancestor of the Moon Spirit spoke calmly, "Humans managing to have over a hundred of First Realm from Mythical Rank completely annihilated, it's truly surprising."

The Half-demon Ancestor suddenly fell silent.

He stared intently at Ancestor of the Moon Spirit, hoping to discern some clues from his expression, yet he saw nothing.

"Do you really not know?"

"My clan has no affiliation with humans, how could I know of this matter?" Ancestor of the Moon Spirit shook his head slightly, "My understanding of humans is no more than yours."

"It's not right," the Half-demon Ancestor watched Ancestor of the Moon Spirit skeptically, "then why did you advocate for the Moon Spirit Clan to maintain friendly relations with humans?"

"Because he is good."

Half-demon Ancestor: "?"

His gaze toward Ancestor of the Moon Spirit gradually turned hostile, "Pang Jialai, my Half-demon Clan may not be good at scheming, but we are not fools indeed."

"Today I am here to ask you to take action with us."

"This clan war cannot continue."

"The strongest of the human race, being at First Realm, views those of Second Realm as nothing; once he reaches Third Realm, who among us can be his opponent?"

"We cannot sit and wait; a united effort from all six clans to suppress the human race is necessary."

"This matter, I'm afraid I can't be of much help," Ancestor of the Moon Spirit shook his head slightly, "My clan is weak and is not good at fighting."

"This matter, if you other clans want to proceed, then do so, but do not involve us."

"This probably won't do." The Half-demon Ancestor stared intently at Ancestor of the Moon Spirit, "We can't risk having you trip us up by not binding you on the same boat."

"So it turns out," the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit revealed a helpless smile, "you really misunderstood me."

"This clan war, whether we win or lose, my clan will not perish; hence, I do not wish to step into these troubled waters."

"We will simply observe as you and the Human Race clash."

"You had better keep your word," the Half-demon Ancestor snorted softly, "I might not reach the First Rank, but I can descend to the Second Rank."

"If the Moon Spirit Clan aids the Human Race, I will certainly intervene and kill all of your main priests."

A sudden sharpness flashed in the eyes of the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit, "Say that again?"

"I..." the Half-demon Ancestor snorted lowly, sullenly spoke, "You want me to say it, so I said it?"

He stopped speaking, his figure flashed, and he disappeared on the spot.

The coldness in the eyes of the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit instantly vanished, and watching the direction of the Half-demon Ancestor's departure, he sported a slightly bizarre smile.

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"After successfully creating the account, take this to the Dream World."

Qin Chuan handed the Golden Prop to Feng Yin, "Then the Insight Talent will automatically bind to you."

"I didn't expect such a surprise," Feng Yin smiled, not asking Qin Chuan how he accomplished it, "How's the Gatekeeper doing?"

"Still the same old," Qin Chuan smiled, "I've messaged the Gatekeeper already, no need to come back, just wander around the Heavenly Dome Rank as usual."

"That's good," Feng Yin nodded, "The Gatekeeper not returning to the White Flood Dragon Territory is actually the safest."

"Up to now, the Gatekeeper hasn't been exposed to the sight of the clans—our initial plan is still going smoothly."

Saying this, Feng Yin sighed, "It's a pity, my death directly cleared any suspicions towards the Gatekeeper."

"The clans aren't lacking in wise individuals," Qin Chuan shook his head slightly, "Setting up a deceptive array always has a day when it's seen through."

"If the Gatekeeper grows strong on his own, the problem will naturally be solved."

"That's right," Feng Yin nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement, "At the latest the day after tomorrow, I will re-enter the Heavenly Dome Rank."

"Mm," Qin Chuan nodded, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes, "Five clans teaming up against us, this matter cannot end well."

"Dragon Halberd has already told me," Feng Yin nodded slightly, looking at Qin Chuan, "What do you plan to do?"

Qin Chuan didn't directly answer, but mentioned another matter.

"After this battle ends, we need to clean up the battlefield: we captured a total of 187 Golden Prop equipments, 412 Red Prop equipments, and an even greater number of lower tier equipments."

"I think, we ventured into a misconception."

"We are the last clan to ascend to the Heavenly Dome Rank among those who have been ascending for thousands of years; no new clans will join the clan war after us," Qin Chuan looked at Feng Yin, "Other clans, after ascending, need to maintain peace with the existing clans for thousands of years, waiting for the clan war to begin."

"But we don't need to."

"According to the last update announcement, the Human Race ascending to the Third Rank of the Heavenly Dome is the start of the clan war."

"But I think, the moment the Human Race enters the Heavenly Dome Rank, the clan war can already begin," Qin Chuan's lips curled with a cold arc, "Stable development, where's the robbery quick?"

"It's not really a misconception," Feng Yin's mouth twitched slightly, "mainly I didn't expect, you are not at all afraid of the Second Realm."

His entire plan was based on the strength situation.

If it weren't for the variable of Qin Chuan, how could the Human Race currently have the strength to take the initiative?

Now knowing Qin Chuan's strength, that's another matter.

"It's my fault," Qin Chuan rubbed his cheeks, "anyway, our strategy can now be adjusted somewhat."

"Just right, five great clans are joining hands to attack us." Feng Yin smiled slightly, "In this situation, using a counterattack as our reason to take the initiative can also be regarded as justified."

"But…" Feng Yin couldn't help but glance at Qin Chuan, "the Moon Spirit Clan, how to handle?"

"This," Qin Chuan stroked his chin.

"Depends on their performance."