Three Clans Shocked! Ancestors Gather to Pay Homage to Kunlun!

Blood Maple Plain.

This was once one of the most beautiful plains in the Primordial World.

Mountains rose and fell like waves, and spiritual energy hung in the air like mist.

Now, it had become a living hell.

The earth was soaked in blood, turning a dark crimson, with severed limbs and broken bodies strewn everywhere.

Shattered magical treasures and weapons glinted under the harsh sun, reflecting a blinding bloody light.

The smell of blood in the air was so thick it was nauseating.

Tens of thousands of Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan warriors stood frozen in place.

Their eyes were vacant, as if their souls had been ripped out.

Moments ago, they had been engaged in a frenzied battle, but now, they had all snapped back to their senses.

As reason returned, fear surged through them like a tidal wave.

"I... I killed Little Sparrow..."

An Azure Dragon at the Golden Immortal realm trembled uncontrollably.

Beneath his dragon claws lay the corpse of a colorful peacock.

It was Elder Feng Jiu's most beloved grandson.

And Elder Feng Jiu had once been his closest friend.

They had discussed the Dao together on Buzhou Mountain, and together they had defended against the invasion of Fierce Beasts.

But now...

The Azure Dragon's claws shook, and tears of blood welled up in his eyes.

"My wings... my beautiful wings..."

A Fire Phoenix collapsed in a pool of blood.

She gazed at her own wings, torn in half, and let out a mournful cry of despair.

She had once been the Phoenix Clan's most proud dancer.

Now, she was a cripple.

Similar tragedies were unfolding in every corner of the battlefield.

Cries and wails rose and fell in succession.

Everyone was asking the same question—

How did it come to this?

We were just fighting over a spiritual vein, so how did it turn into a war of extermination?

Just then.

Rumble—

Three terrifyingly powerful pressures descended from the heavens!

The very space of Blood Maple Plain trembled violently.

"Roar—!"

A dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth echoed out.

The void tore open, and an unimaginably colossal Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon emerged.

Its body was tens of thousands of feet long, and every single dragon scale shimmered with a sacred golden light.

As its dragon eyes opened and closed, the sun and moon, the stars, flickered and were reborn within them.

Ancestor Dragon!

The Lord of the Dragon Clan had arrived!

"Caw—!"

Following closely, a clear phoenix cry resounded through the nine heavens.

A Seven-Colored Primordial Phoenix appeared out of thin air, its wingspan covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

It was enveloped in the eternally burning Southern Bright Leaving Fire.

Noble, elegant, and breathtakingly beautiful.

Primordial Phoenix!

The Lord of the Phoenix Clan had descended!

"Roar—!"

Finally, a deep roar shook the very earth.

The Primordial Kirin arrived on clouds, golden lotuses blooming beneath its hooves.

He was clad in five-colored scales and had a single horn on his head. Wherever he passed, all things were revitalized.

Primordial Kirin!

The lord of the Kirin Clan has appeared!

The three overlords of the Primordial World have descended simultaneously!

This is a spectacle never before seen since the creation of heaven and earth!

Seeing their own ancestors, all the Dragon and Phoenix warriors instantly found their backbone.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"Ancestor, save us!"

"Be our judge!"

Cries shook heaven and earth.

However.

The complexions of the three ancestors were even more ghastly than those of the dead.

Their gazes swept over this hell on earth, and waves of furious rage surged in their hearts.

But more than that, there was deep shock and... fear.

Just moments ago, they had simultaneously sensed two major events that would have scattered their souls.

The first: the malevolent energy shrouding the Primordial World had been cleared away in a matter of breaths!

What did this mean?

It meant that the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, which was supposed to sweep across the entire Primordial World, had been forcefully halted!

The second: three terrifying pressures emanated from the direction of Kunlun Mountain!

Those pressures surpassed Grand Unity, yet were different from the heavenly might of the legendary Sages.

It was a purer, more supreme power!

Those three on Kunlun Mountain... had broken through!

And they had broken through to a realm that even they could not comprehend!

With the two events linked, the answer was obvious.

"It was them..."

Ancestor Dragon's voice trembled.

"The three on Kunlun Mountain quelled the Calamity?"

Primordial Phoenix's beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How did they do it? That was a Calamity of the Heavenly Dao!"

Primordial Kirin's deep voice carried profound fear.

An existence capable of forcibly interrupting a Calamity of the Heavenly Dao...

Were they still beings they could comprehend?

The three ancestors exchanged glances.

The same word was written in each other's eyes—

Defeated.

Completely defeated.

"Big Brother... Second Sister..."

Primordial Kirin's voice was a little hoarse.

"What... what should we do?"

Ancestor Dragon remained silent for a long time.

He looked at the heavily injured Dragon princes and grandchildren below, his heart twisting in pain.

But he knew even more clearly that now was not the time to assign blame.

A power far more terrifying than the struggle for dominance among the three tribes had emerged.

In the face of this power, their conflict seemed utterly ridiculous.

"What else can we do?"

Primordial Phoenix sneered, her voice filled with resolve.

"Since the three on Kunlun Mountain had the ability to quell the Calamity, they have bestowed a great favor upon all beings in the Primordial World."

"We should go and express our gratitude."

Express gratitude?

A nice way of putting it.

With the current strength of those three, going there this time is...

To beg for forgiveness and show goodwill.

Tell those three newly ascended supreme beings—

We surrender.

From this moment on, the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World will change.

"Second Sister is right."

Ancestor Dragon sighed deeply, his massive dragon head drooping slightly.

"Issue my Dragon Clan decree!"

"All Dragon Clan warriors, cease hostilities immediately!"

"Gather the remains of our kin and return to the East Sea!"

"For ten thousand years, do not step foot outside the East Sea!"

"Issue my Phoenix Clan decree!"

Primordial Phoenix's voice echoed across the entire battlefield.

"All Phoenix Clan members, return to the Southern Bright Volcano immediately!"

"Quietly chant the Yellow Court scriptures to guide the souls of the fallen!"

"Issue my Kirin Clan decree!"

Primordial Kirin commanded in a deep voice.

"The Kirin Clan shall guard the central lands!"

"Regulate the earth veins and atone for sins with merit!"

Three commands were issued.

The entire Primordial World fell silent.

The Dragon-Phoenix Calamity thus concluded.

After completing these tasks, the three old ancestors looked at each other once more.

"Prepare generous gifts."

Ancestor Dragon's voice held a trace of reverence that even he himself did not notice.

"We shall all go to Kunlun Mountain."

"To pay respects to the three... Daoist Brothers."

As the words fell.

The faces of the three former overlords who once dominated the Primordial World were filled with apprehension.

They were about to face three terrifying existences who could quell even Heavenly Dao Calamities with ease.

This journey, whether it led to fortune or disaster, they had no other choice.