Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 927 - 839: Battle with the Spirit King
Wu Huang Realm.
World-Stabilizing Pavilion.
Inside a secret room, Yu Linglong was flipping through many archives.
"Sound Venerate, Painting Venerable, Green Honor, Martial Honor, Sword Venerable, Brahma, Chess Honored, Barbarian Honor, Talisman Honored One, Medicine Honored One..."
The scrolls in her hands were related to the ten venerates of The Era of the Ancient White Mist.
"Ten venerates..."
She murmured, reading through these scrolls, yet she couldn't help but recall the people she had seen that day, such as Nan Feng and others!
If she hadn't remembered wrongly, among that group of young people, there were those carrying ancient zithers, canvas boards, as well as monks and herb cultivators...
Surprisingly similar to the legendary ten venerates?!
This thought startled her.
Could it be...
No...
That's impossible!
The ten venerates are thoroughly dead!
She shook her head, feeling that this thought was too incredulous.
How could the ten venerates be reborn?
If the ten venerates were to be reborn, who then could be behind them?
Nine Tribes and Three Rebels? Even beings like Wu Jianghe from the Six Realms Power did not have such capabilities!
At this moment, the door to the secret room opened, and Han He entered and reported,
"Pavilion Master, the people of the Martial Clan have already arrived at the realms' edge and have begun to descend."
Upon hearing this, Yu Linglong, who was reading the scrolls, instantly changed her expression.
"The Martial Clan has come..."
She murmured,
"The Wu Family is still not giving up on the Wu Huang Realm..."
Han He replied,
"According to the news from the True Ancestor Realm, the beings in the Sacrificial Temple are about to uphold the ancient pledge and perform the World Sacrifice Ritual, which could be a good thing for the people of the world..."
But Yu Linglong shook her head,
"No."
"You are mistaken."
"If the Ultimate Beings in the Sacrificial Temple really wished to uphold the ancient pledge, why would they wait until today?"
"Originally, the old ancestors of the Yang Family and Jiang Family had performed the World Sacrifice Ritual, but the Sacrificial Temple had remained aloof."
Han He's face showed a thoughtful expression.
"Pavilion Master, then... what should we do?"
Without a second thought, Yu Linglong ordered,
"Notify Oath Keeping Valley!"
"The assault from the Martial Clan is fierce... there must be a battle with them."
"Also, bring out the Sub-king Grade Formation Disk, I will take charge of it myself!"
Hearing this, Han He was taken aback.
Notifying Oath Keeping Valley was one thing, but the Pavilion Master actually planned to make use of the Sub-king Grade Formation Disk?
The Sub-king Grade Formation Disk was the strongest foundation of the Wu Huang Realm's World-Stabilizing Pavilion, a treasure Yu Linglong had brought from The Main Pavilion.
It could activate quasi-king level formations!
And moreover, was the Pavilion Master planning to take action to assist the Oathguard Clan?
He couldn't help trembling as he spoke,
"Pavilion Master, doing this... Aren't we making an enemy of the Sacrificial Temple?"
This time the Martial Clan was acting upon the orders of the Sacrificial Temple, a completely different situation from before.
Who in the world would dare defy the Sacrificial Temple?
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Yu Linglong glanced at the scrolls in her hand as if lost in thought and said,
"Let's gamble."
"Either we fail and wither away, or we succeed... and defy fate!"
Her eyes showed an unwavering determination!
...
At this moment.
In the Central Continent of the Wu Huang Realm.
The forces of the Martial Clan continued to descend, numerous warships had already arrived.
"Heh, the Wu Huang Realm... truly is weak."
Aboard a Spirit King-class Warship, Wu Minghuo glanced down at the world below, his eyes revealing a trace of disdain.
"Pass the order, instruct all forces in the Wu Huang Realm to come forth immediately to pay homage to our clan's Dao Field that is about to be established."
"Defiers will die."
...
The news spread like wildfire.
The Wu Huang Realm was taken aback.
"The Martial Clan... coming from the True Ancestor World's Longevity Ancient Clan."
"It is heard that the beings within the Sacrificial Temple will soon uphold their old pledge and perform the World Sacrifice Ritual, and only the desolate lands that have established Dao Fields will have a chance to take the Ascendant Path..."
"Perhaps, we should pay a visit."
Many forces were tempted and made their way to Central Continent.
In Central Continent, the Martial Clan took over the central area of the Wu Huang Realm, engaged in construction, building Dao Palaces, great halls, and more.
Soon, the Dao Field of the Martial Clan began to take shape.
Various forces arrived, kneeling outside the Martial Clan Dao Field.
Inside the Martial Clan Dao Field stood a massive statue.
It was of the Martial Clan's Ultimate Being—Wu Jiandao.
"We pay homage to the Longevity Ancient Clan!"
"We pay homage to the Longevity Ancient Clan!"
People bowed in unison.
"Those who pay homage to our clan may take their sects onto the Ascendant Path."
One of the Martial Clan's Eighth Realm elders appeared, his voice cold as ice,
"Our clan has come, firstly, to save sentient beings by upholding the ancient pledge."
"Secondly, prior to this, members of our clan came to this realm seeking the Martial Sovereign Method and met with harm. Do you have any leads?"
Upon hearing this, among the many kneeling forces, people began to speak out one after another.
"Esteemed elder, in the Deadman Wilderness, the Oathguard Clan! They hold the Martial Sovereign Method, and moreover, they have eradicated all Seventh Realm and Sixth Realm powers in the Wu Huang Realm!"
The previous battle at Deadman Wilderness where many Seventh Realm and Sixth Realm powers laid siege was exceedingly fierce.
Almost all major powers were annihilated.
This had silenced other forces within the Wu Huang Realm.
Hearing this, the Eighth Realm powerhouse of the Martial Clan's expression turned icy, declaring,
"Deadman Wilderness, Oathguard Clan... Heh, today our clan hereby announces, they shall be utterly destroyed!"
War was declared!
"An expedition against Deadman Wilderness!"
At once, the Martial Clan's fleet set out.
For the Martial Clan Fleet, capable of traversing the endless cosmos, the distance from Central Continent to the Northern Border was nothing. Soon, the Martial Clan fleet had already arrived outside Deadman Wilderness.
...
At this moment.
Inside Oath Keeping Valley.
"What? The Martial Clan... The Chaos Spirit King is coming?"
Faces like Wu Zhenhai's were heavy with solemnity.
In the great hall, Yu Linglong and Han He stood calmly.
They had brought the news.
Wu Zhenhai's face was laden with gravity as he spoke:
