Geniuses of the Various Clans

The terrifying residual force directly crushed everyone into halting their movements, their eyes fixed on the white-robed man in fear.

"Such a terrifying aura... at this close a distance, I can't even summon the will to fight."

"Who is he? He suppressed all of the Ancient Clan's geniuses the moment he appeared?"

"He's... Hun Tianchen! Hun Tianchen of the Hun Clan!"

Once the younger generation of the other Ancient Races recognized the white-robed man, every one of their expressions changed.

If they were the finest group among the younger generation on this continent, then Hun Tianchen was the finest among them—without equal.

Like a deity, he held an unshakable place in their hearts, an existence none could surpass.

"Tianchen-ge." The moment Hun Yu saw him, he was overjoyed. "Those people from the Ancient Clan attacked us first. Seeing that we were few in number and easy to bully, they went too far!"

"Hun Tianchen! Hand over Xun Er!" Seeing that the chief culprit dared to appear before him so boldly, Gu Yao's fury blazed. Vast Dou Qi swirled around his palm before erupting forth.

"Emperor Seal Technique, Earth-Covering Seal!"

The palm seal formed of Dou Qi slammed fiercely toward Hun Tianchen, and the power it unleashed made the crowd reassess Gu Yao's cultivation.

"Gu Yao actually mastered the Earth-Covering Seal..." Concern flickered in Gu Qingyang's eyes.

"After undergoing the Bloodline Baptism, his cultivation has reached the level of a three-star Dou Zong. He is enough to rank among the top five of our Ancient Clan."

After the Earth-Covering Seal struck out, some people suddenly came to their senses.

"Something's wrong. Where is Hun Tianchen?"

Gu Yao's expression was equally puzzled. He knew full well how powerful Hun Tianchen was. How could someone hailed as the Hun Clan's number one genius possibly be wiped out with a single palm strike?

If he had been that easy to deal with, Gu Xun'er would never have been captured by him!

Just as that thought crossed his mind, a hand landed on his shoulder.

Cold sweat instantly broke out across Gu Yao's back. He whipped his head around, but there was nothing behind him.

"You dared to attack me rashly. Do you know what the consequences are?"

An incomparably cold voice suddenly sounded by his ear. Then, an irresistible pressure surged over him like a tide, causing his bones to crack nonstop.

Unable to endure it any longer, he dropped to his knees. Blood began flowing from his seven orifices, and it felt as though someone had seized his head and slammed it viciously into the ground!

Gu Yao... had actually knelt before Hun Tianchen?

The Ancient Clan members stared at the scene in shock. However, the Ancient Clan's Dou Venerates reacted first, rushing to Hun Tianchen's side to stop him.

"Junior! Release him!"

Hun Tianchen withdrew his gaze and ceased suppressing Gu Yao, his lips slowly repeating their words.

"Ju... nior...?"

Even with the Ancient Clan Dou Venerates' attacks right before him, Hun Tianchen's expression did not change in the slightest. He remained as calm as ever.

Just as their attacks were about to touch him, the Eighth Elder and Ninth Elder struck at the same time, blocking the Ancient Clan Dou Venerates' assault.

"Hehehe, it's merely a contest between youngsters. Why take it so seriously? Once old fellows like us start fighting, the situation will be different."

The Ancient Clan Dou Venerates looked exceedingly grim, but their words were true. They hurried to the injured Gu Yao's side and examined his wounds.

"Fortunately, they're only superficial injuries." He let out a sigh of relief, but still chose to send Gu Yao back to the Ancient Realm.

He had already fainted. Was he supposed to stay here and wait to die?

Hun Tianchen turned his gaze toward the eager Ancient Clan youths and said indifferently, "If there is a next time, prepare to collect the corpses."

"You..." Gu Hua and Gu Xing still wanted to step forward, but Gu Qingyang stopped them both.

He had no choice but to stop them. The two sides were not on the same level at all. If those two were injured as well, would this still count as training?

Seeing Gu Yao end up like this, Hun Yu and the others felt much better.

Earlier, they had fallen into a disadvantage only because they were outnumbered, and that had rankled them for a long time.

"Tianchen-ge, why are you here?" Hun Yu approached Hun Tianchen with a placating smile, probing cautiously.

"Don't worry, I won't compete with you for the opportunity. I have another purpose." Hun Tianchen's gaze remained calm as he swept it over the Ling Clan members.

The Ling Clan, the weakest clan among the Ancient Eight Clans... They were quite a good target.

With that thought, Hun Tianchen shifted his gaze to avoid revealing anything.

"Tianchen-ge, there's a Heavenly Tier Martial Skill in there..." Hun Yu said in astonishment.

The Great Heaven Creation Palm might be a Heavenly Tier Martial Skill, and its power was certainly not weak, but compared to the Soul Dragon Fighting Technique he had created himself, it was far inferior... After a moment of silence, Hun Tianchen said, "Once the spatial seal is lifted, you can go in again. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first."

Upon seeing that Hun Tianchen was about to depart, the people from the other clans all breathed a sigh of relief.

If Hun Tianchen remained, they could forget about obtaining this opportunity.

Only the Lei Clan members seemed to feel an urge to make a move as they watched Hun Tianchen.

After all, the Lei Clan was famously warlike; whenever they encountered an expert, they always wanted to fight.

"Hun Tianchen, are you leaving already? Won't you stay a little longer?"

Hearing someone call out to stop him, Hun Tianchen's steps paused slightly. He turned to look at the Lei Clan's younger generation.

"Lei Dong, what do you want?"

"Why does your Hun Clan always have to be so mysterious?" Lei Dong stretched his muscles, his gaze brimming with fighting spirit as he looked at him. "I heard of your great name long ago, but I never had the chance before. You've always been so elusive. Now that I've finally run into you, you want to leave so soon?"

Hun Tianchen's expression remained calm as he said blandly, "What grudge is there between us?"

"None. I simply want to see for myself the strength of the so-called First Genius of the Hun Clan." Lightning-infused Dou Qi flickered around Lei Dong's body. Just as he was about to make his move, he saw Hun Tianchen turn away again, intending to leave.

"A spar? No time. If everyone came to challenge me, wouldn't I be worked to death? Besides, you aren't qualified to challenge me."

"This Hun Tianchen is far too arrogant..." The Lei Clan members wore strange expressions. Lei Dong's strength was immensely greater than Gu Yao's; his cultivation had reached the full Eight-Star Dou Zong level, enough for him to look down on many of the younger generation.

Moreover, Lei Dong was the Lei Clan's most dazzling genius of the past century. His ability and talent were beyond doubt, and he was already being groomed as the next clan leader.

"Not qualified to challenge you? Then let me see whether you're really as powerful as the legends claim!" Lei Dong glared irritably at Hun Tianchen's retreating back before fiercely striking out with his palm.

"Earth Rank High, Thundercloud Annihilation Palm!"

Amid rolling thunderclouds and surging lightning aura, the palm imprint howled with the force of thunder. Carrying boundless might that seemed capable of crushing everything, the enormous palm imprint swept down like mountains collapsing and seas overturning, covering Hun Tianchen's figure.

Under this palm strike, even an ordinary One-Star Dou Venerate would likely have paled.

The foundation of the Ancient Races was simply too powerful. Fighting above one's level was as ordinary to them as eating and drinking.

Everyone was somewhat surprised to see Hun Tianchen acting so arrogantly in the face of such a palm strike.

As for the Ancient Clan members, they naturally prayed inwardly that Hun Tianchen would die beneath that palm.

With his back turned, Hun Tianchen's pupils gradually began to glimmer with a strange light, and something blood-colored slowly appeared in his hand...