News of Tianhuang Mountain's imminent emergence swiftly spread across the Origin Continent.
Too many factions had received the information; it was impossible to keep it contained.
For a time, the entire world knew of it.
The cultivators naturally became excited and fervent.
The Original Life forms, upon learning of it, also began to entertain ambitions.
But the Ancient Clan was enraged.
Ancient Clan, Progenitor Sacred Mountain.
"Master of Tianhuang Mountain, this is nakedly aimed at our Ancient Clan!"
A group of Ancient Clan God Kings gathered, every one of them furious.
"Dead for so many years, yet still causing trouble for our Ancient Clan. He should be killed!"
"He is merely someone who has been dead for years. What cannot be ignored is the trouble Tianhuang Mountain will bring us."
The Ancient Clan powerhouses knew how frenzied those cultivators would become in the face of Tianhuang Mountain's allure, and they began to worry as well.
There were two conditions for entering Tianhuang Mountain. First, one had to be a Chaos Master. Second, one had to gain the Spirit of the Road Guide's recognition.
And to gain that recognition, they had to kill a Chaos Master of the Ancient Clan.
No one knew how many Spirits of the Road Guide had appeared, but judging from the reactions of cultivators across the Origin Continent, the situation was absolutely far from optimistic.
"Everyone, prepare for war with the cultivator faction." A hoarse voice rang out. It came from a King-level being seated to the south, a snow-white moth-like life form with overlapping wings. Vast phantoms of universes appeared and vanished around it, its pressure endless.
"Guyu King is right. We truly must prepare." The Ancient Clan kings nodded.
Among the indigenous forces, there were dozens of royal clans scattered across the Origin Continent.