NOVPUB"You talk as if you’re some kind of philanthropist," Xu Zimei laughed.
Seeing the appearance of the old man and the middle-aged man, these Feather Clan elders were spared a terrible change.
The fourth elder hurriedly greeted, "Ancestor Kouji, Ancestor Chengfeng, what brings you here?"
The white-robed old man, also known as Ancestor Kouji, indifferently replied, "The Sect Gate is attacking the Stone Race; such an important matter, how could we not be here?"
"Indeed," the fourth elder nodded slightly.
"All these years and still no progress; you really disappoint," Ancestor Chengfeng from the side commented.
"So many against one, of the same realm, and yet, so bedraggled."
Hearing their own ancestor’s words, the fourth elder slightly bowed his head.
For a moment, he was at a loss for words.
He did not dare to retort; after all, not to mention fleeing, even his life was in critical danger.
"Hey, I’m not in the mood to listen to you chat about family affairs here," Xu Zimei said, somewhat impatiently, from the side.
"Since you insist on being the enemy of my Feather Clan, then allow me to experience your strength," Ancestor Chengfeng said from the side. 𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎
He stepped into the air, a white robe billowing about him, graceful in demeanor, with much the air of a worldly gentleman.
The two swords on his back also trembled slightly and sang lightly.
As if eager to join the battle.
"Be careful, Ancestor," warned the nearby elders quickly.
"Look after yourselves," Ancestor Chengfeng said flatly.
His presence was immense, a torrent of Immortal Qi burst forth from behind him.
Like the Milky Way spilling down for three thousand miles, obliterating the sky above the Nine States.
The entire firmament was enveloped by this vast Immortal Might.
Clearly, his Immortal Ascension Boundary was much stronger than the Great Elder’s.
At the very least, Immortal King, or even Immortal Extreme, were not out of the question.
The two longswords behind him turned into streaks of light, one blue floating around Ancestor Chengfeng.
The other, purple, he held in his hand.
The dual swords unleashed, a boundless Sword Intent fell with chilling, commanding coldness.
"Kill," Ancestor Chengfeng commanded softly.
He directly launched an assault at Xu Zimei.
The Tyrant Shadow in Xu Zimei’s hand did not flinch, unleashing an astonishing Blade Intent and clashed with it in battle.
Blade and sword wailed, colliding in the firmament.
Shattering a vast swath of the void.
"Riding the Wind and Waves," Yu Chengfeng uttered lightly.
The two swords around him seemed to turn into overwhelming waves, flooding the entire void.
Enveloping Xu Zimei as well.
Overhead, the roaring, surging waves rose up high.
As the waves roared and surged, two sword lights could be seen slicing through everything.
As if cutting through endless radiant cleansing lights, they pincered towards Xu Zimei from left and right.
The two swords moved at the speed of light, shattering all the void they passed through as if concentrating everything into a single point.
"Bang, bang," two crisp sounds of sword cries collided.
Xu Zimei caught one sword in each hand, grasping them firmly in his palms.
The longswords struggled fiercely, but Xu Zimei paid them no heed.
Even as the skin of his palms split open and blood flowed without stop, he did not let go.
Seeing Xu Zimei grasp his two swords, Ancestor Chengfeng’s gaze sharpened slightly.
"Returning them to you," Xu Zimei smiled lightly.
He spun the swords in a 360-degree arc and then hurled the swords out.
The two longswords, filled with alarming Sword Intent, charged towards Ancestor Chengfeng.
The tips of the swords bristled with countless streaks of light, which broke through everything, truly Riding the Wind and Waves.
It was already impossible for Ancestor Chengfeng to dodge; he brought his palms together, and a light purple Spiritual Energy spread in his hands.
With his palms slowly parting, a purple barrier emerged, blocking the front.
An explosion resounded as two approaching longswords detonated right before him.
The purple barrier shattered instantaneously, and Ancestor Chengfeng’s figure was sent flying backward.
Beside him, Ancestor Kouji slightly furrowed his brow.
"Chengfeng," he called out toward the center of the explosion.
"I’m fine," Ancestor Chengfeng’s figure emerged from within.
He appeared not to have sustained serious injuries, though his white robe was somewhat disheveled.
Even his hair, which had been tied up, had fallen, and now hung in disarray.
His gaze, heavy with gravity, turned to Xu Zimei.
Then he said, "Great heroes often come from the youth; indeed, among the younger generation, you have the right to be proud."
"Are you alright?" Ancestor Kouji asked from the side.
"Let’s take him on together," Ancestor Chengfeng responded.
"What?" Ancestor Kouji was slightly bewildered.
It was rather disgraceful, the two venerable ancestors tag-teaming against a younger member of their kind.
"He’s not simple, I fear he’s not an opponent I can handle alone," Ancestor Chengfeng explained, his reasons succinct and to the point.
Ancestor Kouji beside him was still somewhat dazed.
After all, Xu Zimei was merely at the Divine Vein Realm.
He stood at the Immortal Extreme, and Ancestor Chengfeng was an Immortal King. When had it become impossible to defeat a Divine Vein?
However, Xu Zimei didn’t give him much time to ponder.
The Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate and Shaking Heaven Power were swirling madly within him.
Three gates tore open the firmament above his head.
Life, Death, Eternity – as the three gates opened, an endless radiance majestically poured down.
The Heaven-Shaking Giant, bathed in the radiance, roared towards the sky.
Such a phenomenal event naturally alerted everyone from the two battling clans at Stone Holy Mountain.
"What is that?" someone asked in astonishment.
"I’m not sure, it seems to be coming from the direction of the two ancestors."
"Let’s keep our distance; that’s not something we can handle."
"Does the Stone Race still have someone who can contend with two ancestors?" another continued to question.
The real ancestors of the Stone Race were few in number.
Though their race’s propagation period was exceedingly long, their lifespans were not particularly extensive.
Legend had it that the Ancestor of the Stone Race was an extraordinary rock from the cosmos.
They lacked flesh and blood, and the only reason they could possess consciousness and survive was due to the Stone Essence within them.
When the Stone Essence was depleted, their lifespans would also end.
This unique mode of existence led to generally shorter lifespans among the Stone Race.
According to the information they had received, the Stone Race had lost an ancestor a few years prior.
Now only one ancestor remained, already in his twilight years, and unlikely to take action readily.
It was probable that a single battle would exhaust the time allowed by his Stone Essence.
This was also why they dared to attack the Stone Race so brazenly.
...
At this moment, the sky above was completely suffused with the two individuals’ powerful Immortal Qi.
Both had unleashed their True Fate.
Ancestor Chengfeng’s True Fate was composed of a purple and a blue stream of qi that fluttered around him.
Behind Ancestor Kouji was a revolving disc.
This disc rotated slowly, as if it shared an intimate connection with everyone present.
It was as if an invisible thread linked everyone to this disc.
Invisible, intangible, yet undeniably present.
Especially the moment the disc appeared, everyone felt its presence even more acutely.
