Bang!
While little Qing Chen spent his days immersed in ancient texts in the Library Pavilion, a clear sound suddenly rang out across the Futur Realm.
All of a sudden, from among the countless mountain ranges of the Futur Realm, ancient and melodious bells began ringing from every peak, their chimes filling heaven and earth.
As the bells rang out, all the powerful members of the Futur Ancient Clan felt something in their hearts. They suddenly looked up, only to see billions of rays of spiritual light blooming from the very top of that majestic main peak.
Within the spiritual light, figures emerged one after another. Each one radiated a terrifying spiritual pressure that made the hearts of all the Clan Members tremble.
As the spiritual light faded, twenty figures appeared atop the main peak. Nineteen of them stood distinctly apart from one another, then respectfully took their positions behind the person at the front.
That figure was a white-haired old man. He looked ancient, and compared with the nineteen figures behind him, whose spiritual energy was vast and mighty, he did not emit the slightest trace of spiritual energy. He looked like an ordinary old man, utterly unremarkable.
Yet when all the members of the Futur Ancient Clan present saw this old man, their eyes could not help but narrow, and respectful expressions appeared on their faces.
"Greetings, Great Elder!"
When the white-haired old man appeared, countless members of the Futur Ancient Clan respectfully called out across heaven and earth. Even the Elders wore expressions of awe.
The highest authority in the Futur Ancient Clan was the Clan Head. However, the Clan Head had just passed away, and no suitable successor had appeared.
Thus, during this period, the Great Elder had single-handedly supported the Futur Ancient Clan. Only because