Ye Xuan led Qing’er into the distance, and along the way, he saw no more corpses.
Soon, the siblings arrived at a stone gate, already open. Beyond it lay a tomb without a headstone.
On the pillars flanking the gate, two warriors in golden armour were depicted—one wielding a sword, the other a blade. They were so lifelike, almost real, their eyes exuding an imposing aura.
Qing’er glanced at the tomb and looked away.
Ye Xuan guided her toward it. As they neared, the stone gate trembled slightly. The next moment, a terrifying force erupted from the pillars, and the warriors carved upon them stepped out!
The sword-wielding warrior glared at Ye Xuan, his blade pointing at him, “How dare you, intruder, trespass on the Heavenly Burial Ground!”
His voice boomed like thunder, shaking the heavens.
Ye Xuan’s heart jolted. These two warriors were legendary True Self Realm powerhouses!
True Self Realm!
At that moment, the middle-aged man Ye Xuan and Qing’er had met earlier arrived. Seeing the golden-armoured warriors come to life, his face paled, and he quickly retreated to the side.
The sword-wielding warrior, enraged by Ye Xuan’s silence, swung his blade down with fury!
Sss!
A golden sword light descended, as if to cleave the universe itself, terrifyingly powerful!
Facing this fearsome strike, Ye Xuan remained calm, unruffled.
Just as the blade was half an inch from his head, a sword suddenly pierced the golden-armoured warrior’s brow.
Boom!
The warrior froze, pinned in place.
Seeing this, the blade-wielding warrior turned to Qing’er, eyes full of disbelief, “You…”
Not just him—the middle-aged man in the distance was equally stunned, muttering, “Damn… damn…”
He had once been nearly obliterated by a single strike from this golden-armoured warrior!
Though he survived, it took him hundreds of thousands of years to recover. He knew their terror well. Yet now, this fearsome warrior was pinned by this woman’s single strike?
This was a True Self Realm powerhouse!
What was going on?
The middle-aged man’s mind went blank.
The pinned sword-wielding warrior, equally incredulous, looked at Qing’er, “You…”
Qing’er’s expression remained calm. She turned to Ye Xuan, “Kill?”
Kill?
Ye Xuan thought for a moment, then looked at the sword-wielding warrior, “Who’s buried in that tomb?”
The warrior remained silent.
Qing’er’s brow furrowed slightly, and she pressed her palm gently.
Boom!
The warrior’s soul began to dissipate at a terrifying speed.
Panicked, he quickly said, “This tomb holds the Heavenly Clan’s leader!”
Heavenly Clan!
Ye Xuan frowned. In the era of the myriad clans, three super clans stood out: the Human Clan, the Heavenly Clan, and the Saint Clan. He hadn’t expected this place to belong to the Heavenly Clan.
The sword-wielding warrior trembled, “Young brother, you must not open this tomb!”
Ye Xuan was puzzled, “Why not?”
The warrior said gravely, “Besides our clan leader, this tomb suppresses a Foreign King!”
Ye Xuan glanced at the tomb, “Foreign King?”
The warrior nodded, “An immortal, indestructible Foreign King. Our clan leader sacrificed himself to suppress it in this tomb. If opened, it will re-enter the world, and that would be a catastrophe!”
Ye Xuan turned to Qing’er, who said calmly, “It’s already coming out.”
The sword-wielding warrior froze. The next moment, the tomb shook violently!
Seeing this, both warriors’ faces paled. The blade-wielding warrior turned and slashed at the tomb, a terrifying blade aura striking it, but it shattered upon contact.
Boom!
The tomb exploded, and a wisp of green smoke drifted out.
It was a middle-aged man!
He wore a white robe and a golden crown, his form as ethereal as smoke.
Seeing him, the blade-wielding warrior bowed deeply, “Clan Leader!”
The Heavenly Clan Leader!
He glanced at a coffin covered in eerie runes, his expression complex, “I couldn’t suppress it after all.”
Both warriors’ faces turned ashen.
“Haha…”
A loud laugh erupted from the coffin, “Millions of years! Millions of years! This king is finally free! Haha…”
As the voice fell, the coffin shattered, and a black-robed man with a single horn and red eyes floated up, exuding a terrifying aura.
The Foreign King!
Seeing him emerge, the Heavenly Clan Leader shook his head, his expression heavy.
He had sacrificed himself to suppress this being for millions of years, hoping to outlast it, but instead, he was the one depleted.
He had failed!
Who in this world could stop a Foreign King now?
The Foreign King looked at the clan leader, laughing, “Tian Mu, I am immortal—body, soul, and consciousness indestructible. You thought you could outlast me? You’re dreaming! Even another few million years wouldn’t kill me! No one in this world can!”
Tian Mu was silent. Suddenly, he sensed something and turned to the pinned sword-wielding warrior. Stunned, he looked at Qing’er, “Who are you?”
Qing’er didn’t answer.
After a moment, Tian Mu opened his palm, and a golden seal floated to her, “Miss, would you be our Heavenly Clan’s leader? If so, all our divine artifacts and wealth are yours!”
He couldn’t sense her strength either, but now, he could only take a gamble.
A powerhouse who could easily subdue a True Self Realm warrior…
Worth betting on!
Qing’er glanced at the seal, expressionless.
Ye Xuan suddenly said, “My sister doesn’t want to do it. How about me?”
Everyone: “…”
Hearing this, Tian Mu looked at Ye Xuan, sizing him up, hesitating.
Ye Xuan said earnestly, “Me or my sister, it’s the same!”
Tian Mu glanced at Qing’er, seeing she had no interest. He nodded, and the golden seal floated to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan quickly stored it.
The Foreign King laughed, “Heavenly Clan Leader? Laughable! After today, will there even be a Heavenly Clan?”
His voice fell, and he threw a punch at Ye Xuan!
The punch changed the heavens and earth!
But as he struck, a sword pierced his fist, running up his arm into his body!
Boom!
In everyone’s gaze, the Foreign King was pinned to a nearby stone pillar.
The scene fell silent.
Tian Mu and the others turned to Qing’er, eyes full of disbelief.
The Foreign King was utterly stunned!
Pinned, he looked at Qing’er, “You… who are you!”
Qing’er glanced at him, “Brother, kill?”
Ye Xuan was silent.
The Foreign King snarled, “Kill? I’m immortal! Who can kill me? Who?”
Qing’er waved her sleeve, and the Path Sword trembled.
Boom!
In everyone’s gaze, the Foreign King was erased.
“This…”
Tian Mu’s eyes were filled with disbelief, “This… impossible…”
Qing’er looked at him, “What’s impossible?”
He stared at her, “He was immortal! We attacked him with every divine technique, yet couldn’t kill him. You…”
Qing’er paused, then said, “Maybe you were too weak.”
Everyone: “…”
Tian Mu suddenly asked, “Are you connected to the Great Path Pen?”
He had noticed the pen at Ye Xuan’s waist.
Qing’er shook her head, “No connection.”
Tian Mu frowned, “You’re not with the Great Path Pen?”
Qing’er’s brow furrowed slightly. The Great Path Pen’s voice rang out, “What do you mean ‘my people’? Clan Leader Tian Mu, this is Lady Destiny!”
Lady Destiny?
Tian Mu was puzzled, “Never heard of her!”
The pen snapped, “You don’t need to know! Just know she’s invincible!”
Tian Mu: “…”
The pen continued, “Hurry up and make it clear—have your remaining Heavenly Clan members obey this shameless… I mean, Young Master Ye! Then you can go in peace!”
Young Master Ye!
Tian Mu looked at Ye Xuan, paused, then nodded, “From now on, Young Master Ye is our Heavenly Clan Leader. All clan members must obey his commands. Any who defy may be slain by our clan!”
His body began to fade.
Ye Xuan looked at the two golden-armoured warriors, “Do they obey me too?”
Both bowed respectfully, “Greetings, Clan Leader!”
How could they not obey?
Hadn’t they seen the Foreign King killed in one strike?
Ye Xuan smiled, “Clan Leader Tian Mu, don’t worry. Think about it—if my sister is this strong, then me, her brother… heh, you get it…”
Tian Mu paused, then smiled faintly and departed in peace.
