“No, this old man doesn’t see it that way.”
“That Wuma Shengjie has a big reputation, especially in the eastern part of the Ancestral Martial Starfield, but we don’t know much about him. I think he shouldn’t step onto the Pinnacle Pillar. He should fight it out with the others and prove himself with strength. If he’s got the ability, he’ll naturally qualify for the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection. If he falls short, then it’s just a matter of skill.”
Some believed Wuma Shengjie shouldn’t ascend the Pinnacle Pillar without earning it through combat.
Until the Starfield Main Realm updated the names, though, no one knew the answer.
Traditionally, any changes to the names on the Pinnacle Pillars were made in advance.
But this time, with the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars competition fast approaching, the names on those two pillars remained unchanged.
This left the final names on those two Pinnacle Pillars shrouded in suspense.
Time flew by, and soon it was the day of the selection.
Yet the names on those two pillars still hadn’t been altered.
What was going on?
Had Linghu Hongfei and Li Anzhi changed their minds at the last minute and decided to participate?
Or was it that, even now, no suitable replacements had been found?
Questions swirled in people’s minds, but the uncertainty only heightened their excitement.
“Look, it’s the Tantai Heavenly Clan!”
Suddenly, a cry rose from the outer edge of the crowd.
Following the sound, people turned to see three massive floating warships approaching.
The fluttering clan flags identified them as belonging to the Tantai Heavenly Clan.
The Tantai Heavenly Clan had arrived!!!
“Look, the Jiaoli Heavenly Clan!”
Moments later, the Jiaoli Heavenly Clan’s forces appeared as well.
Though both the Tantai and Jiaoli Heavenly Clans arrived with only three warships each, these vessels were colossal—true behemoths—teeming with their clan members.
Only the Starfield Main Realm, the Ten Heavenly Clans, the Wanzhou Ancient Clan, the Nightmare Ghost Clan, and the Tongtian Beast Clan were permitted to bring warships here.
It was a symbol of status!!!
Following the Tantai and Jiaoli Heavenly Clans, the Moyi Heavenly Clan, Shangfang Heavenly Clan, Zuoqiu Heavenly Clan, Wuma Heavenly Clan, Puyang Heavenly Clan, Tang Heavenly Clan, and Li Heavenly Clan arrived in succession.
With that, aside from the Linghu Heavenly Clan, all ten of the Heavenly Clans had entered the VIP area.
At that moment, Chu Feng, Wuma Shengjie, Wuming Xingyun, and the Wuma Heavenly Clan’s patriarch were aboard one of the Tantai Heavenly Clan’s warships. From there, they could see the sea of people in all directions and the grand procession of each clan entering the VIP zone.
Such a scene was likely a rare sight even in the Ancestral Martial Starfield. This event had gathered nearly all the major powers of the region.
“What a magnificent sight,” Chu Feng couldn’t help but marvel as he watched the ten Heavenly Clans’ warships align neatly in the void.
“Look, it’s the Three Clans!” a young Tantai clan member aboard the warship suddenly pointed into the distance.
Following his gaze, they saw three forces advancing toward the VIP area from different directions.
They were the Wanzhou Ancient Clan, the Nightmare Ghost Clan, and the Tongtian Beast Clan.
Chu Feng had little interest in the Nightmare Ghost Clan or the Tongtian Beast Clan, so his attention lingered on the Wanzhou Ancient Clan.
“So this is the clan Chu Lingxi’s mother comes from?”
“What a formidable presence—truly a major power.”
The Wanzhou Ancient Clan consisted entirely of humans. Both men and women were strikingly attractive, and their disciplined demeanor and imposing aura gave them an edge over the Nightmare Ghost Clan and Tongtian Beast Clan.
“The Wanzhou Ancient Clan has quite the presence,” even Wuma Shengjie couldn’t help but praise.
“Under Gu Mingyuan’s leadership, the Wanzhou Ancient Clan has increasingly taken on the air of a powerhouse. It’s a shame, though, that Gu Mingyuan has never cared for the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection, so… she’s not here. If that girl showed up, this competition would be far more interesting,” Wuming Xingyun said with a sigh, clearly disappointed by her absence. “She was a standout among the younger generation back in her day.”
“Senior, is it certain that Senior Gu Mingyuan isn’t coming?” Chu Feng asked.
“I’ve got reliable word—she’s not,” Wuming Xingyun replied.
Hearing this, Chu Feng figured Chu Lingxi was likely still in seclusion and wouldn’t be participating either. If she were, Gu Mingyuan would surely have come.
“Chu Feng, though Gu Mingyuan is impressive, the Wanzhou Ancient Clan’s younger generation is lacking in talent these days. There’s no opponent here worth your attention,” Wuming Xingyun said with a smile. “In fact, with Linghu Hongfei out of the picture, you’ve got no real competition in this selection.”
He spoke without reservation, his words carrying across the warship for all to hear.
Instantly, many aboard turned their gazes toward Chu Feng and Wuming Xingyun, their eyes flickering with complex emotions.
Clearly, they didn’t buy Wuming Xingyun’s claim.
Though some of the younger generation had witnessed Chu Feng’s strength and skill at Ice Summit, not everyone knew how formidable he was. Someone like Tantai Xing’er, with her reserved nature, wouldn’t spread the word far and wide.
So even now, many remained ignorant of Chu Feng’s true power.
Wuming Xingyun’s bold assertion—that Chu Feng would claim first place in this selection—naturally met with skepticism.
“With that, aside from the Three Cities, all the major forces of the Ancestral Martial Starfield are here,” Wuma Shengjie remarked.
“The Three Cities may be part of the starfield, but they keep to themselves, staying out of everything,” Wuming Xingyun explained.
“So that leaves only the Starfield Main Realm and the Linghu Heavenly Clan?” Chu Feng asked.
“The Linghu Heavenly Clan should arrive soon,” the Wuma Heavenly Clan patriarch said.
“Why’s that?” Chu Feng inquired.
“As the supreme power in the Ancestral Martial Starfield, the Starfield Main Realm always arrives last. Showing up after them would be seen as disrespectful. So the Linghu Heavenly Clan will likely appear soon—especially since, by my reckoning, the Starfield Main Realm isn’t far off either,” the patriarch explained.
“There’s a rule like that?” Chu Feng said, intrigued.
“It’s not explicitly stated, but it’s an unspoken custom,” the patriarch confirmed.
Chu Feng glanced at Wuming Xingyun, who didn’t contradict the statement.
It seemed the patriarch was right.
