Chapter 311: The Ancient Clans are getting serious.
In an unknown location, inside a tall building filled with soul lamps. Among the hundreds of soul lamps, one of them suddenly died off, breaking the uniformity of the burning soul lamps.
By the entrance was a young man speaking to a girl in hushed voice. He held the girl by the waist, bringing his mouth to hers.
Quickly, various lewd moans echoed in the room as they were oblivious to the sudden dying of one of the soul lamps.
After satisfying their carnal desire, the young man slapped her butt as she twisted her hip seductively and left.
"I can't get enough of that vixen," he grinned and returned to his post to monitor the soul lamp.
Just as he took his seat, he caught the dead soul lamp and squinted his brow.
"What happened to Cheng's soul lamp?" He mused and approached the soul lamp.
He arrived before the soul lamp and his heart skipped a beat. "H-How is this possible?" He muttered in shock.
"Shit!" He exclaimed and without thinking twice, he dashed out of the soul hall.
'That vixen will be the death of me?' He cried in his heart and prayed that the clan master would not hold him liable for the mistake.
Quickly, the Chen clan was thrown into an uproar when the news about the death of Cheng Li spread throughout the Chen hidden realm.
"NO… MY SON!" A man roared from the Chen main hall.
The miserable howl of Cheng's Father reverberated throughout the clan. Even though he was not the strongest elder, still, the Chen clan would not take this lying down. Moreover, they had declared war on the outside world, but now, it was going to be personal.
"WAR!" The Chen patriarch declared.
Instantly, the ancient clan prepared for a full-blown war. They had been hidden for the past centuries, and many had forgotten about their existence, but now, the world would feel their wrath.
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Meanwhile, at the imperial capital of the Huolong Empire, the Imperial capital was bustling with activities.
It was so vast that eyes could not see the end, stretching to the horizon. Various sky-rising buildings rose to the sky like a sentient beast. Various beast carriages flew in and out of the capital.
As for the protection of the capital, Foundation Building realm warriors mounted the capital wall. Dressed in their steel plate armor, the guards patrolling the Imperial capital gave everyone a sense of security.
The ordinary pedestrians were full of smiles, and their cultivation was not something to be scoffed at. In addition, the weakest of them was at the Body Building Realm stage 9, while Qi Refinement realm was as common as sand.
For Foundation Building realm, though they were not as common as Qi Refinement realm, they could be seen frequently, while Core Refining could be seen once in a while.
Inside the imperial palace, the Emperor sat on his majestic throne with an expressionless face.
He was an old man dressed in a red and gold regal robe that displayed his royalty and authority.
However, all this royalty and authority was nothing before the two youngsters standing before him.
"I did not expect the ancient clans would grace my mortal land. What an honor," he mused without any change in his expression.
For many years, he had been trying various ways to eradicate these vermin from his land, but all his effort was futile.
He had lost sons, daughters, and many trusted aids in this campaign and for what, only to find out how weak he was.
Many people might not know who was the betrayer of the human race, but how could he not know.
This wretched bastard supported the enemies in eradicating their race and apart from that. They supported the monster beast race in conquering their land.
Thinking of the absurd atrocities committed by their clans, the Emperor wished he had the power to tear these two to pieces. Alas….
Unbothered by the thoughts going on in the mind of the Emperor, the woman spoke.
"Huolong, you have failed to control your pests, and the council are furious. Now, they have decided not to be lenient anymore," she said coldly, her voice devoid of any emotion.
Emperor Huolong was furious; he gripped the armrest tightly with fury burning deep in his eyes.
"You must be from the Ancient Su Clan?" He asked with his voice brimming with anger.
"Hmm. Hmm," Su Na nodded with her face beaming with pride.
The Ancient Su clan was one of the strongest ancient clans; they could command wind and fire in the northern continent.
Standing beside her was Li Kai; he had a prideful expression on his face not any lesser than Su Na.
"The council has decided to destroy your land, turning it to the homes for the monster beast race," Li Kai said arrogantly.
"I dare you!" Emperor Huolong banged his armrest, turning it to dust, and stood up, glaring at the two with a hateful gaze.
A powerful aura erupted from his body, twisting the air with a deadly killing intent.
Under the aura of a stage 1 Nascent Soul cultivator, Su Na and Li Kai did not have any change in their expression.
Even though they were only at Golden Core stage 3, the intimidating aura from the Emperor was useless against them.
Why? This was the difference in bloodline.
Since both of them had a beast bloodline running in their veins, how could a pressure from an ordinary human have an effect on them.
His intimidating pressure could only work on them if there was a great distance between them. Unfortunately, the distance between them was a single realm.
Realizing his show of strength did not work against. Emperor Huolong was stunned, and his heart began to pound heavily against his chest.
'How was this possible?' He exclaimed in his heart.
Previously, though the ancient had bloodline, it was not this exaggerated. He could still fight on an even ground with a warrior of the same realm as him.
But now, he realized the purity of their bloodline had increased, widening the distance between them.
"Are you done?" Li Kai asked nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Emperor Huolong deflated like a balloon as he slumped back to his seat in sorrows.
Years of hard training without rest was useless before kids that were not even half of his age.
"What do you want?" He finally asked with sorrow marring his face.