“Wasn’t it rumored that the Nameless Clan suffered heavy losses in their battle with the Linghu Heavenly Clan, with only a few experts escaping?”
“How is it that the war chariots of the six Supreme Elders and the ten top experts of the Nameless Clan have all appeared?”
“Could it be that they’re all truly unharmed?”
“If the chariots are here, the people must be too. If they were dead, the chariots wouldn’t be here. They must all be alive.”
“It seems the rumors were unreliable. Though the Nameless Clan lost to the Linghu Heavenly Clan, they didn’t suffer much damage. They retreated fully intact.”
“Good news, good news!”
“With the Nameless Clan’s strength intact, this is absolutely good news for our Ancestral Martial Starfield.”
Seeing the numerous experts of the Nameless Clan appear, the crowd buzzed with discussion.
However, likely out of fear of offending either the Chu Heavenly Clan or the Nameless Clan, most kept their voices low, whispering among themselves.
Clatter—
Suddenly, the whispering crowd erupted into an uproar.
It turned out that the Chu Heavenly Clan’s Clan Chief, along with Chu Hanpeng and other top experts of the clan, had appeared together.
Seeing the Chu Heavenly Clan’s members, the crowd knew the real show was about to begin.
“Clan Chief Chu, what a grand display, making us wait so long,” said an elder from the Nameless Clan, stepping out of a war chariot.
This was no ordinary chariot.
It stood at the forefront of the Nameless Clan’s army.
The chariot was not only exquisitely crafted but also a treasure in its own right.
On the chariot, aside from the Nameless Clan’s banner, another flag was raised.
This flag bore the word “Supreme.”
As the elder emerged, the vast sea of people erupted again.
The elder had white hair, a face full of rugged features, and clearly wasn’t someone to be trifled with.
And indeed, he was no ordinary figure.
His name was Wuming Fenghong, one of the six Supreme Elders of the Nameless Clan.
A First Rank Supreme Realm martial cultivator.
In the Ancestral Martial Starfield, he was a top-tier figure.
A legendary figure many had only heard of but never seen.
Now, seeing him in person, the crowd was naturally excited.
“My apologies. I was unaware the Nameless Clan had come from afar, and I failed to welcome you properly.”
“Please, esteemed lords, come inside for a discussion,” said the Chu Heavenly Clan’s Clan Chief. Though he was now the overlord of the Ancestral Martial Starfield, he showed no arrogance before the former rulers, remaining extremely courteous.
However, to outsiders, this took on a different flavor.
They didn’t see it as courtesy but rather as fear—fear of the Nameless Clan.
“No need to go inside. You’re a smart man; you should know why we’re here, shouldn’t you?” Wuming Fenghong said haughtily, not even looking directly at the Chu Heavenly Clan’s Clan Chief, his demeanor dripping with disdain.
“If you have something to say, please speak plainly,” the Clan Chief replied.
“Playing dumb?”
“Fine, I’ll make it clear.”
“The position of overlord in every starfield is reserved for the capable.”
“Ask yourself, does your Chu Heavenly Clan have the qualifications to be the overlord of the Ancestral Martial Starfield?”
“And you, are you qualified to be the master of this starfield?”
“Are you the strongest in this starfield?”
Wuming Fenghong’s voice thundered with questions, laced with mockery toward the Clan Chief.
“I’m ashamed to admit, I am indeed not the strongest in the Ancestral Martial Starfield.”
“By rights, my Chu Heavenly Clan is indeed unqualified to be its overlord,” the Clan Chief said.
“It seems you’re not a fool.”
“Nor have you let this undeserved glory go to your head.”
“Since that’s the case, it’s simple.”
“From today onward, the master of the Ancestral Martial Starfield is no longer the Chu Heavenly Clan but our Nameless Clan.”
“Given your good attitude, we won’t hold you accountable for presumptuously ruling the Ancestral Martial Starfield.”
“But you must understand who the true master of this starfield is.”
“From now on, you’d better keep your tail tucked. If you dare harbor rebellious thoughts, you’ll bear the consequences.”
Wuming Fenghong’s voice was loud and clear.
His words weren’t just for the Clan Chief.
They were for everyone present, to make it known that the Nameless Clan was back and would continue to be the master of the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
All forces, including the Chu Heavenly Clan, must bow to them.
Otherwise, annihilation awaited.
After saying this, Wuming Fenghong turned to return to his chariot.
“Wait,” the Chu Heavenly Clan’s Clan Chief suddenly spoke.
“The Nameless Clan wishes to be the master of the Ancestral Martial Starfield, and I have no objections.”
“But this matter shouldn’t be discussed with me. Please take it up with the Ancestral Martial Dragon City, the Divine Body King City, and the Monstrous Clan Holy City.”
Hearing this, Wuming Fenghong spun around. “What do you mean?”
“When I first took on the role of master of the Ancestral Martial Starfield, I didn’t want it.”
“It was the three city lords who strongly persuaded me to accept.”
“But since I agreed, I must fulfill my duties and do what I’m supposed to do.”
“At the very least, I can’t simply give up this position. That would be betraying the trust of the three city lords.”
“So, unless the three cities explicitly tell me to step down from being the master of the Ancestral Martial Starfield, I will gladly relinquish the position then.”
“But if it’s not the three cities speaking, no one has the authority to strip me of this role.”
“No matter whether I’m worthy or not, I won’t hand this position to anyone else.”
As the Clan Chief spoke, everyone’s eyes filled with surprise.
Some were so shocked their mouths hung open, finding it hard to believe.
Before this, they truly hadn’t expected the Clan Chief to dare refuse the Nameless Clan’s pressure.
And to say such words.
“Clan Chief Chu, you’ve grown bold, daring to use the three cities to pressure me?” Sure enough, Wuming Fenghong’s gaze turned icy.
“I have no such intention. My position was granted by the three city lords. If it is to be taken away, only they have the authority to do so,” the Clan Chief said.
“Damn it, you old thing, daring to use a feather as an arrow. You really don’t know when to quit.”
“I tried talking nicely, but you refuse.”
“Do I have to wipe out your Chu Heavenly Clan?”
Wuming Fenghong roared in fury, and as he spoke, a vast pressure surged forth.
Boom—
The pressure was overwhelming, ravaging the heavens and earth.
When it appeared, the world seemed to transform into an endless hell.
And Wuming Fenghong was the master of this hell—whoever he wanted to live would live, and whoever he wanted dead would die.
This was the oppressive might of a Supreme Realm expert over those below it.
Feeling this pressure, many in the crowd were terrified, let alone the members of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
