Coming-of-Age Ceremony.
As the grandest event for the Ancient Clan's younger generation, its significance was far more than a simple bloodline test.
One had to know that even the youngest family possessing a Dou Di inheritance had endured at least ten thousand years of change. No matter how profound its foundations, it was ultimately difficult to ensure a lasting influx of fresh blood.
Therefore, this so-called Coming-of-Age Ceremony was less a test for their own juniors than a high-profile display of the Ancient Clan's foundations and influence to outsiders.
A large part of the Ancient Clan's gradually accumulated reputation as the foremost among the Eight Clans came from constantly hosting powerful figures from all sides, combining favor and intimidation.
And now, with the Heavenly Tomb being held alongside the Coming-of-Age Ceremony, it added yet more fuel to the fire. Anyone could see just how much importance the Ancient Clan placed on this ceremony.
Yet no one had expected that this sacred ceremony, upon which the Ancient Clan had pinned such high hopes, would be brought down by a mere junior from the Soul Clan.
And he had even taken the initiative to show goodwill toward the Xiao Clan!
He showed utmost respect to the Xiao Clan on one side, while humiliating the Ancient Clan in every possible way on the other. Even with Ling Feng's cultivation as an Ancient Clan elder, he trembled with rage, nearly unable to contain himself.
"Soul Clan!!"
Ling Feng's face turned livid as his chest heaved violently. He shouted, "My Ancient Clan treated you as honored guests, yet you, a mere junior, dare to disgrace my clan so wantonly. I would like to ask—who gave you such audacity?!"
Compared to when he had chaired the meeting earlier, Ling Feng's voice now carried an obvious tyrannical