A thousand Time Immortals?
At those words, everyone in the field froze.
Were Time Immortals common as cabbages?
Even a powerhouse like the Immortal Mausoleum had only a few dozen Time Immortals, yet this woman claimed she could summon a thousand!
Was she bluffing?
Dao Ming glared at Dongli Nan, “Call them!”
Call them!
He was betting she couldn’t summon a thousand Time Immortal powerhouses!
Hearing Dao Ming, Dongli Nan’s face remained expressionless. She opened her palm, and a sword token shot into the sky, vanishing into the starry depths.
Moments later, the distant starry sky trembled. Terrifying auras spread from its depths, and the sky boiled as powerful figures appeared.
Seeing this, Dao Ming’s pupils shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.
“Haha…”
A loud laugh echoed from the starry depths, “Ready for a fight?”
Soon, over a thousand Time Immortal-level powerhouses appeared above the Immortal Mausoleum!
Everyone was stunned!
A thousand Time Immortals had actually arrived!
Dao Ming and his group’s faces were grim, as if they’d swallowed filth.
At that moment, he finally panicked!
Who were these people?
The Time Immortals, upon arriving, immediately saluted Dongli Nan, their respect unmistakable.
Dongli Nan suddenly looked at Ye Xuan beside her, “My son!”
Son!
The crowd froze, then hurriedly saluted, “Greetings, Young Lord!”
Young Lord!
At those words, the Calamity Lord’s face turned ashen!
Young Lord!
From the moment Dongli Nan appeared, he knew it was over! Completely done for!
This was a terrifyingly powerful force, and he hadn’t expected Ye Xuan’s background to be this formidable!
A thousand Time Immortals!
What kind of concept was that?
Utterly terrifying!
Not just the Calamity Lord, all the Immortal Mausoleum’s powerhouses were dumbfounded. A thousand Time Immortals… were they demons?
The Time Immortals curiously studied Ye Xuan.
This was the Sword Lord’s son, naturally piquing their interest!
Dao Ming suddenly spoke, “Madam, our Immortal Mausoleum has no grudge with you. Why do this?”
Dongli Nan sneered, “No grudge? Are you joking? Your Immortal Mausoleum sent two Time Immortals to kill my son, and you say there’s no grudge?”
Dao Ming frowned, turning to the Scholar Sage and others, “You did this?”
The Scholar Sage’s face was grim.
Seeing his expression, Dao Ming’s face turned icy. He glared at the Scholar Sage, then looked at Dongli Nan, “Madam, this was the act of a few individuals, not our Immortal Mausoleum! Rest assured, I’ll give you an explanation!”
Dongli Nan’s lips curled in mockery, “An explanation? No need. Slaughter! Kill every powerhouse in the Immortal Mausoleum!”
Her voice fell, and her group charged at the Immortal Mausoleum’s fighters.
Seeing this, Dao Ming’s face changed drastically. He tried to speak, but a sword light slashed towards him…
Slaughter!
Under the assault of over a thousand Time Immortals, the mighty Immortal Mausoleum collapsed, utterly powerless! Even activating all their formations was futile.
Then came the massacre!
A frenzied slaughter!
Screams echoed through the Immortal Mausoleum.
The Scholar Sage and others watched, pale, their eyes filled with despair.
It was over!
The Immortal Mausoleum was finished!
They had no power to resist this group!
At that moment, a terrifying aura surged from within the Immortal Mausoleum. An old man appeared above it.
The Immortal Mausoleum’s Ancestor!
His appearance rekindled hope in the despairing Immortal Mausoleum fighters.
Countless knelt in reverence!
The Ancestor surveyed the scene, his face darkening. He looked at Dongli Nan, about to speak, when several shadows charged at him. His face changed, and he swept his sleeve.
Boom!
With an explosion, the Ancestor was reduced to ash!
Everyone was stunned!
Gone, just like that?
Dongli Nan’s face was cold, “Keep slaughtering, leave none!”
The powerhouses charged into the Immortal Mausoleum.
The massacre lasted a full hour, wiping out every Immortal Mausoleum powerhouse in the universe.
The Calamity Lord and Scholar Sage were spared, as Dongli Nan wanted them to witness the Yang Clan’s slaughter.
At this moment, their faces were ashen, everything lost!
Dongli Nan turned to the Scholar Sage and Calamity Lord, “Didn’t you want to outnumber us, to bully with force?”
The Scholar Sage, despairing, said, “No need for words. Kill me!”
Beg for mercy?
Impossible!
That would only bring shame.
Dongli Nan waved her hand, and a sword light pierced the Scholar Sage’s brow.
Boom!
His soul shattered and vanished.
She turned to the Calamity Lord, who glared at Ye Xuan, “Is this fun? Playing weak, then bringing out your people to clear the field. Is it fun?”
Ye Xuan glanced at him, “Bite me?”
The Calamity Lord roared in fury, but a sword light pierced his brow.
Boom!
His body exploded, countless lightning bolts dissipating.
He was completely erased!
The field fell silent.
The mighty Immortal Mausoleum was annihilated!
An old man approached Dongli Nan, saying gravely, “One escaped!”
Dongli Nan’s brows furrowed.
He continued, “He had Great Dao fortune. Our people underestimated him, and he killed them…”
Dongli Nan’s expression was calm, “Pursue!”
Ye Xuan suddenly said, “No need!”
She looked at him, and he said, “He’ll come for me!”
Dongli Nan hesitated, then nodded, “Alright!”
Ye Xuan looked at her, saying softly, “Mother, help me with one more thing, alright?”
She rolled her eyes, “Silly child, no need to be so formal with family!”
Ye Xuan nodded slightly, turning, “Senior Tai Gu Yuan, come out!”
In the distance, space-time split, and an old man stepped out.
It was Tai Gu Yuan, who had arrived long ago!
He’d witnessed the Immortal Mausoleum’s destruction!
He was utterly shocked.
The mighty Immortal Mausoleum, gone just like that!
Who could believe it?
Ye Xuan looked at him, saying softly, “Senior, have your clan prepare. We’re going to Primordial City!”
Tai Gu Yuan was stunned, then hurriedly said, “Thank you, Young Lord!”
He turned and left.
Ye Xuan gazed into the distance, lost in thought.
Dongli Nan said softly, “Want to come with me?”
Ye Xuan thought, then shook his head.
She said gravely, “I don’t want you to bear too much!”
Ye Xuan shook his head, “Some things I must bear.”
She sighed inwardly.
As Ye Xuan said, some burdens he had to carry.
Be a second-generation heir forever, or forge his own path?
Clearly, he chose the latter.
An old man appeared before Dongli Nan, bowing and placing a storage ring in her hand, “Mistress, all the Immortal Mausoleum’s wealth is in this ring!”
Dongli Nan took it and handed it to Ye Xuan, “Keep it!”
He didn’t refuse, taking the ring.
Ye Xuan suddenly asked, “Mother, who are they?”
Dongli Nan glanced at the surrounding powerhouses, smiling, “You mean them?”
Ye Xuan nodded.
She smiled, “Some owe your father favors, others follow him willingly…”
Followers!
Ye Xuan fell silent.
Dongli Nan suddenly asked, “That Great Dao fortune contender from the Immortal Mausoleum, are you confident against him?”
Ye Xuan nodded, “He’ll come for me. Let me handle it!”
She nodded, “Alright! I trust you!”
At that moment, Tai Gu Yuan returned with the Primordial Clan, fewer than ten thousand!
Once a glorious clan, now reduced to this, a touch of tragedy.
Tai Gu Yuan approached Ye Xuan, “Young Lord…”
Ye Xuan nodded slightly, “Lead the way!”
Tai Gu Yuan, excited, said, “Thank you!”
Ye Xuan shook his head, “I should thank you, for your support back then!”
Tai Gu Yuan smiled faintly.
This was the shrewdest investment of his life!
He’d won!
But that wasn’t the point. The real gain was the Primordial Clan’s connection to Ye Xuan, and through him, a terrifyingly powerful force!
This was the opportunity he valued most!
With such a force behind them, who would dare trouble the Primordial Clan?
A massive win!
Soon, led by Tai Gu Yuan, they arrived at the Primordial Divine Realm, the Primordial Clan’s old home. Upon entering, a terrifying aura enveloped them.
Dongli Nan’s brows furrowed. Master Jun beside her said, “Mistress, beware, there’s a Samsara Walker here!”
She nodded, “No matter. Just trash.”
Master Jun: “…”
An old man said gravely, “Mistress, shall we summon the Yang Clan Army?”
Yang Clan Army!
Ye Xuan was stunned, looking at Dongli Nan, “What’s the Yang Clan Army?”
She smiled, “Something your Aunt Su and I created to protect the Yang Clan…”
Ye Xuan asked gravely, “Is it strong?”
Dongli Nan winked, “One member could sweep everyone here!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
He was speechless.
His once-firm resolve to cultivate wavered!
Should he just go back and inherit the family wealth?
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