A month passed in the blink of an eye. In the Flame Domain, Yao Chen, Xiao Xuan, and Xiao Yan represented the Xiao Tribe and prepared to set out.
Yao Chen's expression was solemn, his gaze fixed and unwavering as he looked toward the spatial passage he had opened.
Xiao Xuan stood tall and straight, a powerful aura radiating from him. His eyes brimmed with anticipation and determination.
Xiao Yan seemed a little nervous, but he was even more excited, eager to give it a try.
The three exchanged glances and nodded, then stepped together into the spatial passage shimmering with mysterious light.
Inside the passage, light flickered as the power of space twisted endlessly.
Yao Chen led the way, while Xiao Xuan protected Xiao Yan as they followed close behind.
Before long, they had crossed the spatial passage and arrived in the Ancient Realm.
The people of the other four clans had been waiting in the Ancient Realm for some time.
Each clan had brought the members most likely to obtain the inheritance. Every one of them was a powerful Dou Sheng, serving as their clan's trump card and hope.
The members of the Yao Clan were surrounded by the scent of medicinal herbs, their auras steady; flames swirled around the members of the Flame Clan, their heat fierce and imposing; lightning flashed around the Thunder Clan, their domineering auras spilling out; and the members of the Gu Clan radiated a grand, unfathomable presence.
The arrival of Yao Chen and the others instantly made the atmosphere tense and heavy.
The gazes of the various clans' experts met, sparks seeming to fly between them.
Xiao Xuan stepped forward and cupped his hands.
"Everyone, we have gathered here today to fight the Soul Clan together, and to seek the inheritance of