Ancient Clan.
As the publicly acknowledged leader of the Eight Clans, the land it occupied was naturally held in equally high regard, located in the Eastern Region of the Central Continent.
Because it frequently hosted the Eight Clans and friends from beyond them, it had always enjoyed the reputation of being the "Host of the Eight Clans."
The Beast Region was an enormous distance from the Eastern Region of the Central Continent. Even with Hun Miesheng's Soul Imprint to assist them, Xiao Yan and Mo Yu would still need several days to reach the Eastern Region.
Yet Mo Yu was in no hurry over this. Instead, he confidently declared, "As long as Young Master is here, we'll definitely arrive one second before the finale," leaving Xiao Yan both amused and exasperated.
Of course, jokes aside, less than half a month remained until the Ancient Clan's so-called Coming-of-Age Ceremony and the opening of the Heavenly Tomb.
If they arrived late, never mind following father-in-law's wishes and reclaiming Ruoruo and the Xiao Clan quota—they would likely become the laughingstock of the Eight Clans at once. There was naturally no room for the slightest delay.
"Buzz!"
Eastern Region, high in the sky.
A pale silver distorted vortex suddenly opened in the heavens, sending surging waves of air rolling outward as spatial rifts slowly spread around it.
"Young Master, we've arrived."
A man in magnificent robes stepped out of the vortex, then respectfully bowed toward the space behind him.
As his voice rang out, the vortex gate behind him abruptly twisted and contracted before spitting out a young man's figure.
The two were none other than Xiao Yan and Mo Yu.
However, compared with their unkempt appearance from several days ago, both of them were now dressed with exceptional solemnity.
Mo Yu, who had