After spending half a day investigating the Hun Clan's border and confirming they showed no signs of moving for now, Xiao Ze returned to Medicine Mountain.
By then, Yao Dan had finally settled the matter of the Yao Clan. The upheaval caused by Nihility Devouring Flame had nearly scared him to death.
He had been terrified of suffering the same fate as the Spirit Clan. Fortunately, Xiao Ze had been there.
Not only had he resolved their troubles, he had also devoured Nihility Devouring Flame in one fell swoop. The younger generation truly was something to behold.
After returning, Xiao Ze immediately discussed going to the Ancient Clan to plan for the great matters ahead.
As the foremost of the Ancient Eight Clans, the Ancient Clan was the strongest. It also had old ties to the Xiao Tribe, and with Gu Yuan at its helm, they would have more confidence discussing how to resist the Hun Clan.
Yao Dan agreed at once and set off for the Ancient Realm with Xiao Ze.
As they descended from the sky, the barrier at the Ancient Clan's mountain gate spontaneously glimmered with a soft radiance. Before the guards could even announce their arrival, the massive gate carved with ancient totems slowly swung open.
The Purple-gold and Pitch-black Twin Flames still swirled around Xiao Ze, not yet withdrawn. The pressure of a nine-star Dou Sheng spread out like a sunken abyss, making the Ancient Clan guards on either side of the gate instinctively tighten their grips on their weapons, their eyes full of shock.
This aura was even more chilling than that of the Three Immortals of the Ancient Clan.
"Mr. Xiao Ze, Gu Dao should have welcomed you sooner."
An elderly figure strode through the air. It was Gu Dao, who had crossed