The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

This bloodline origin is pure, primal, and ancient.

In Thunder Emperor's view, even he, if able to devour a massive amount of Ancient God Race bloodline origin, could significantly enhance his power.

"Are there many places like this pasture?"

Thunder Emperor pointed to the canyon below and asked.

"Plenty, countless." Situ Ding nodded, then changed his tone, "Only, it's a pity that Ye Feng once invaded one of these canyon worlds, destroyed it, and took away the Ancient God Race inside. Truly detestable."

"That's far from all!"

Shangguan Shenyu quickly added, gritting his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury, "Ye Feng even stormed into our Number One Divine Sect's headquarters, stole the head of the Ancient Ancestor and countless Origin Source Crystals, a crime deserving of death!"

"Is this man truly so outrageous?"

Thunder Emperor's avatar frowned, "From what you're saying, Ye Feng indeed deserves to die a thousand deaths!"

"Absolutely, this person must perish."

Shangguan Shenyu nodded repeatedly.

The expressions of the others were also grim.

As disciples of the Ancient Emperor, their lives had been smooth sailing until encountering Ye Feng, who repeatedly thwarted them, causing them to gnash their teeth in hatred.

"Let me catch someone to see."

Thunder Emperor pointed downward, wanting to examine the connection between the bloodlines of the Ancient God Race and the Myriad Clans.

"Please!"

Situ Ding gestured with his hand.

In the next moment.

Thunder Emperor's avatar extended his hand and grabbed downward, instantly hoisting a Bear Tribe expert of the Void Break Realm, clutching him by the neck.

"Who are you people?"

The Bear Tribe expert was horrified.

Thunder Emperor's avatar said nothing.

His eyes glinted with an eerie golden light as he stared at the Bear Tribe expert, discovering that the latter indeed had a bloodline that shared the same origin as the Myriad Clans—and was even older.

"As expected!"

"The Ancient God Race is the origin of the Myriad Clans."

"No wonder, ten billion years ago, we Myriad Clans appeared out of nowhere. So, our ancestors were split off from the Ancient God Race."

"Harnessing the boundless energy of the universe, our ancestors of the Myriad Clans proliferated rapidly, developing explosively, eventually becoming the overlords of the cosmos."

Thunder Emperor's avatar murmured to himself.

His strength was formidable, but he was merely a super expert from a million years ago, not someone who had lived for an exceptionally long time.

Even the current Clan Leader of the Myriad Clans was only from a million years ago—none of the leaders had lifespans exceeding ten million years.

"Ancestors?"

Situ Ding and the others caught the keyword.

"Vice Alliance Hierarch Thunder Emperor, weren't you born ten billion years ago?"

Situ Ding couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, how absurd! Who could live for ten billion years? Even I could never achieve that!"

Thunder Emperor's avatar shook his head repeatedly.

After pondering for a moment.

Thunder Emperor continued:

"We Myriad Clans rose to power ten billion years ago. But, back then, none of the current leaders had even been born yet. Not even our ancestors were born at that time."

"Ten billion years ago."

"The Myriad Clans had just begun to rise, evolving through countless generations, continuously growing stronger. During this time, we vanquished formidable enemies such as the Blood Demon Clan and the Horned Demon Tribe, finally reaching our peak a few million years ago."

"Including myself among the Myriad Clans leaders, we all emerged during that era and leveraged the golden era to push the Myriad Clans to its greatest heights."

"Yet how unfortunate!"

"A million years ago, nine Heavenly Venerables of the Human Race suddenly emerged, crushing prideful leaders like myself and driving the Myriad Clans down into the abyss from its peak."

"From then on, the Human Race rose to prominence."

"Although, even I still don't understand why we, who should have perished, were resurrected."

"This matter is truly peculiar."

At this point, Thunder Emperor's avatar seemed to recall something and turned to Situ Ding, "Could it be the Ancient Emperor's handiwork?"

"No, impossible!"

Situ Ding shook his head repeatedly, "Our master only rose to power in the past few millennia. It wasn't him who resurrected the leaders of the Myriad Clans. However, he did nurture the descendants of the Myriad Clans residing in the Ancient Emperor Realm himself."

"The Ancient Emperor only rose to power in these past few millennia? Isn't he from the ancestor generation of our Myriad Clans?"

Thunder Emperor's avatar grew increasingly astonished.

Situ Ding shook his head again and said:

"This is a secret that even we don't understand well. All that is known is that the Ancient Emperor only emerged in the past few millennia. Where he was beforehand, no one knows."

"However!"

"We can confirm one thing."

"That is, the leaders of the Myriad Clans were not resurrected by the Ancient Emperor. Master has said himself that he doesn't possess the methods to resurrect beings like yourselves."

Hearing this, Thunder Emperor's avatar furrowed his brow.

Not resurrected by the Ancient Emperor?

Then who was responsible?

The Heaven and Earth Laws?

This possibility seemed unlikely!

Thunder Emperor's avatar grew increasingly perplexed, pondering deeply for a long time. Finally, he turned to the Bear Tribe expert he was gripping by the neck, applying slightly more pressure. With a crisp "snap," he broke the opponent's neck.

In the next moment.

This Bear Tribe expert was refined by thunder into a pure form of energy, which Thunder Emperor's avatar absorbed.

"A truly delightful sensation!"

Enjoying the bloodline origin from the Ancient God Race, Thunder Emperor's avatar smiled.

In the time that followed.

Thunder Emperor's avatar continuously toured and studied the Ancient Emperor Realm, accompanied by Situ Ding and others.

...

Myriad Clans Divine Mountain.

"Why hasn't Lord Thunder Emperor returned yet?"

"No matter, I can't wait any longer!"

"Now that Ye Feng and the Ten Directions Saint Emperor are absent, I, as the Clan Leader, shall venture out to bring ruin upon the worlds!"

The leaders of the Myriad Clans could no longer contain themselves.

Especially the already resurrected leaders of the Demon Vine Tribe and the Hunting Tribe, who were more eager to hunt humans and devour vast quantities of vitality origin essence.

"What if Ye Feng suddenly shows up?"

"How could that happen?"

"He's been gone for so long; likely delayed by something and won't be back for some time. Let's seize this opportunity and strike!"

"I can't wait; I'm charging out first!"

The Winged People Race Chief roared.

The ancient coffin he occupied instantly shattered, revealing his ethereal true form. Holding a long spear, he licked his crimson lips, his face full of menace.

"Though I haven't fully recovered yet, I'm still more than capable of wreaking havoc across realms."

"If you don't act now, you'll miss out greatly."

"Heh heh!"

The Winged People Race Chief's three pairs of wings beat powerfully as he turned into a stream of light, flying into the depths of the starry sky before countless witnesses.

Various worlds.

"Bad news!"

"The Winged People Race Chief has broken free!"

"Look! The Demon Vine Tribe Chief and dozens of other leaders have also dashed out, heading in various directions. We're in danger!"

Cultivators across numerous worlds were terrified.

Only then did they realize one crucial fact.

The Myriad Clans Divine Mountain, once guarded by the Ten Directions Saint Emperor, was now defenseless due to Ten Directions Saint Emperor's defeat by Situ Ding and subsequent retreat.

Thus, the leaders of the Myriad Clans could roam freely.

The worlds were now at risk!

"Hide quickly."

"Can anyone contact Sect Master Ye? Save us!"

Cultivators across myriad worlds were in sheer panic.

Many began to pray or dig holes, preparing to bury themselves in hopes of preserving their lives.

A vast Life Star.

This world, called Tianshu Realm, belonged to one of the Great Thousand Worlds within the Three Thousand Realms, housing several Saint Realm experts. Typically, it went unnoticed due to the lack of major events.

But today.

A terrifying, deadly figure shattered the heavens, descending onto the bones of a Saint Realm expert, overlooking the vast Tianshu Realm.

"What a succulent world!"

The Winged People Race Chief hurled his bone spear forcefully, piercing a fleeing Saint Realm expert from afar, nailing him to the wall.

The wind blew.

This person's blood dripped incessantly onto the ground, illuminated by sunlight, exuding a tragic air.