At this moment, the Phantom Clan Leader’s heart was struck with utter terror!
How had Young Master Ye ended up in such a pitiful state?
Just then, Barbarian Qing approached, bowing respectfully, “Clan Leader Huan Ming, what brings you here?”
Phantom Clan?
His words left everyone in the field dumbfounded!
This was the Phantom Clan Leader?
A Level 6 civilization?
Huan Ming ignored Barbarian Qing entirely, suddenly appearing before Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan’s expression shifted, gripping the Qingxuan Sword to strike, but Huan Ming hurriedly waved his hands, “Ye… Young Master Ye, it’s me, an ally! An ally!”
An ally!
The declaration stunned everyone present!
Barbarian Qing and Barbarian Tian froze like statues!
An ally?
What was going on?
Ye Xuan eyed Huan Ming, frowning, “An ally?”
At that moment, Barbarian Qing darted to Huan Ming’s side, hastily asking, “Clan Leader Huan Ming, you know this human?”
Huan Ming abruptly spun and delivered a fierce slap.
Bang!
Before Barbarian Qing could react, his entire body shattered under the blow!
The crowd: “…”
Huan Ming cast a cold glance at the dazed Barbarian Qing, “What human? Call him Young Master Ye!”
Young Master Ye!
In that instant, Barbarian Qing’s mind went blank, while the Barbarian Spirit Clan powerhouses turned deathly pale!
Beast Yan of the Beast Spirit Clan trembled uncontrollably!
Huan Ming bowed slightly to Ye Xuan, his voice quivering, “Young Master Ye, what… what happened here?”
Ye Xuan said gravely, “You’re sure you haven’t got the wrong person?”
Huan Ming hesitated, then produced a portrait—the image was unmistakably Ye Xuan!
Seeing it, Ye Xuan’s brow furrowed, “This is?”
Huan Ming quickly explained, “A senior gave it to me, the one in the plain skirt!”
Qing’er!
Ye Xuan froze.
Seeing his reaction, Huan Ming knew he’d identified the right person!
Ye Xuan glanced at Barbarian Qing, “The Barbarian Spirit Clan is your Phantom Clan’s vassal?”
Huan Ming nodded, “Indeed! An elder of our clan married into them, so…”
He paused, eyes widening as a realisation hit, “Young Master Ye, did they attack you?”
Ye Xuan nodded, “They ganged up on me! And threatened to wipe out my whole clan!”
Huan Ming blinked, then hurriedly declared, “Young Master Ye, my Phantom Clan has no ties to the Barbarian Spirit Clan! None whatsoever!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
Hearing this, Barbarian Qing and his group turned ashen, gripped by both dread and despair!
Who was this human that the Phantom Clan Leader treated with such deference?
Meanwhile, Beast Yan nearly fainted!
Before Huan Ming, Ye Xuan suddenly convulsed. Alarmed, Huan Ming’s face paled, “Young Master Ye… what’s wrong?”
Ye Xuan’s eyes rolled back, “I… I think I’m dying! Senior, if I die, please tell my sister to avenge me, I…”
Huan Ming’s face drained of colour—if Ye Xuan died here, heavens forbid… he couldn’t bear to imagine it!
He whirled around, roaring, “Someone, come!”
His voice fell, and the sky darkened as countless powerhouses emerged from the starry expanse!
Phantom Clan warriors!
A crushing pressure descended, shaking the earth and heavens!
The sight turned every face in the field grave!
Had the Phantom Clan mobilized its full might?
Huan Ming’s expression twisted with ferocity, “Seize every Barbarian Spirit Clan member and bring them here!”
At his command, the Phantom Clan warriors vanished from sight.
Barbarian Qing’s face contorted in panic, “Clan Leader Huan Ming, for Barbarian Lin’s sake, please spare…”
Huan Ming cut him off with a furious shout, “Shut up! My Phantom Clan has no connection to your Barbarian Spirit Clan!”
Barbarian Qing: “…”
Huan Ming turned to the fading Ye Xuan, pulling out a thumb-sized pill, trembling, “Young Master Ye, your wounds aren’t that severe, you won’t die! Here, take this quickly…”
Ye Xuan glanced at Barbarian Qing, whispering timidly, “I… I’m scared…”
Barbarian Qing: “…”
Huan Ming shot a frigid look at Barbarian Qing, who stammered, “Clan Leader Huan Ming, I…”
Huan Ming clenched his fist.
Barbarian Qing’s soul was gripped by an invisible hand, silencing him!
Huan Ming sneered, “Let me say it again—my Phantom Clan has no ties to your Barbarian Spirit Clan!”
Barbarian Qing: “…”
Moments later, Phantom Clan warriors returned, dragging every Beast Spirit Clan member—tens of thousands—into the field!
No resistance possible!
Far off, Barbarian Tian’s voice shook, “Clan Leader Huan Ming, spare the innocent, could you…”
Realising something, he turned to Ye Xuan, bowing deeply, “Young Master Ye, this is our clan’s fault, please show mercy, I…”
Ye Xuan interrupted, “I’m dizzy! Need a rest!”
He closed his eyes slowly!
Barbarian Tian’s face went white, and Huan Ming barked, “Behead them all!”
Before Barbarian Tian could react, tens of thousands of Barbarian Spirit Clan heads rolled, blood soaking the ground in a grisly flood!
Barbarian Tian collapsed, limp.
The Beast Spirit Clan—gone, just like that!
Barbarian Qing, not yet fully dead, stared in despair, his soul quaking.
The once-mighty Barbarian Spirit Clan, erased!
Though their heads were severed, their souls lingered, but as Phantom Clan warriors moved to destroy them, Ye Xuan’s Qingxuan Sword flashed out, ravenously absorbing the Barbarian Spirit souls.
The Phantom warriors glanced at Huan Ming, who eyed the sword and waved them back.
Just then, Beast Yan bolted to Ye Xuan, dropping to his knees, “Young Master Ye, we were blind, please spare my Beast Spirit Clan!”
Ye Xuan chuckled, “Wrong person to beg! Ask Clan Leader Huan Ming!”
Beast Yan shook his head frantically, “Young Master Ye, we’ll serve you, just show mercy, we’ll do anything!”
Ye Xuan fell silent.
Seeing this, Beast Yan’s hope surged, “Young Master Ye, from now on, we’ll follow you, I…”
Ye Xuan cut in, shaking his head, “Dizzy again, need a rest!”
Beast Yan’s face blanched!
Huan Ming snapped, “Kill!”
Phantom warriors stormed the Beast Spirit Realm below, heads flying in a bloody storm!
No resistance!
Beast Yan roared, “Summon the ancestor!”
A white light shot skyward from the realm, but Huan Ming slammed his hand down.
Boom!
The light shattered, the Beast Spirit ancestor’s soul within crushed instantly!
Ye Xuan’s face grew solemn—this Phantom Clan Leader’s power was terrifying!
The Qingxuan Sword darted into the Beast Spirit Realm, gorging on the fallen souls!
Barbarian Qing rasped at Ye Xuan, “Who are you?!”
With a thought, Ye Xuan’s sword pierced Barbarian Qing’s brow, absorbing his soul, then plunged into Barbarian Tian’s.
Boom!
Barbarian Tian’s soul vanished!
Huan Ming glanced at the sword, “Young Master Ye, was this forged by that senior?”
Ye Xuan nodded.
Huan Ming’s expression darkened, “No wonder…”
Ye Xuan said, “Senior, I need to heal!”
He slipped into the small tower.
Healing!
The earlier beating had nearly shattered his body—gruesome!
Once inside, Huan Ming scanned the field coldly, “Investigate Young Master Ye’s other enemies.”
“Yes, sir!”
Some Phantom warriors bowed and withdrew.
Huan Ming closed his eyes, exhaling in relief—thankfully, Ye Xuan was fine, or the consequences…
Ye Xuan reappeared, fully healed!
Huan Ming’s eyes flashed with surprise—such speed!
Ye Xuan clasped his fists, “Senior, thank you!”
Huan Ming waved it off, “A trifle! Without the Plain-Skirt Senior, I’d never have advanced further!”
Qing’er!
Ye Xuan asked gravely, “Where’s Qing’er now?”
Huan Ming shook his head with a wry smile, “No idea! She just passed through my clan and left! Where she went, I… didn’t dare ask!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
Huan Ming added, “Young Master Ye, this matter’s settled, join me at the Phantom Clan?”
Before Ye Xuan could reply, the distant space quivered.
Huan Ming frowned, turning as a man emerged, triangular horns on his head, a strange blood-red rune between his brows!
A mere projection, not his true form!
It was Ya Yao, the Beast Spirit Clan ancestor who’d elevated them to Level 5!
Ya Yao gazed at Huan Ming, then at Ye Xuan, “My clan fell because of you!”
Ye Xuan opened his mouth, but Huan Ming cut in, “My Phantom Clan destroyed it!”
Ya Yao turned to him, “A Seventeenth-Stage powerhouse!”
Huan Ming smiled, “Recognising my stage means you’re no slouch!”
Ya Yao sneered, “Seventeenth-Stage, impressive?”
Huan Ming grinned faintly, “To some, no, but to you… forgive my bluntness, dare you show yourself in person?”
Ya Yao glared at Ye Xuan, “The grudge of clan extinction is irreconcilable!”
His form began to fade…
