All Eyes on Us, All Factions Gather

Of course, the Ice Spirit Clan has risen to fame in the last hundred years, though not because of the glory of their ancestors.

In the far south lies the Martial Border, home to the Master of the Martial Border, the Martial Ancestor Lin Dong.

The Ice Spirit Clan became nothing more than a stepping stone for the rise of the Martial Ancestor—a dual-path Saint Grade powerhouse mentioned in the same breath as the Flame Emperor Xiao Yan—and they were brutally beaten for it.

The Martial Ancestor hailed from a lower plane known as the Heavenly Profound Continent.

During an invasion by a branch of the Alien Demon Race—a minor clan from the Evil Clan from Beyond commanded by only a single Nether Demon Emperor—the Martial Ancestor's legal wife, the Ice Master Ying Huanhuan, fell in battle.

Who could have guessed that this Matriarch of the Martial Border was actually born of the Primordial Clan, the Ice Spirit Clan, in the Great Thousand World?

The Ice Spirit Clan possessed a peerless holy object passed down from the Primordial Era: the Ice Spirit Tablet.

Every member of the royal bloodline had a wisp of their soul placed into the tablet at birth.

Should the original body fall in the outside world, they could be resurrected using that remnant soul—a heaven-defying method.

Naturally, the conditions for this were harsh and the limitations extreme.

Upon shattering the void and descending into the Great Thousand World, the Martial Ancestor immediately headed to the Ice Spirit Clan to retrieve his wife's soul.

Unexpectedly, the clan's Heavenly Sovereign and ancestor not only sternly refused but also summoned three friends of equal standing—the War Emperor, Old Man Snow Demon, and Venerable Dragon—to assist him.

At the time, the young War Emperor, who was vaguely considered the number one of his generation in the Great Thousand World, also suffered from "This Lonely One's" affliction—an obsession with beautiful women—and actually demanded the Ice Master's soul from the Ice Spirit ancestor.

How could the Master of the Martial Border, a man who had always despised evil, tolerate such a thing?

When the Martial Ancestor flew into a rage, the world trembled!

He fought four Heavenly Sovereigns alone, stormed the Ice World single-handedly, and turned the ancestral grounds that had been peaceful for hundreds of thousands of years upside down.

He first defeated the Ice Spirit ancestor, who was at the late Spirit Grade, and crushed three of his peerless divine arts.

He then overpowered the two veteran powerhouses, Old Man Snow Demon and Venerable Dragon.

After retrieving his wife's soul, he chased the young War Emperor—who claimed to have the potential of a Saint Grade but was ignorant of the fear of death—like a stray dog for an entire month before finally stopping.

Had he not been so desperate to resurrect his beloved wife, the War Emperor would likely have died.

To avoid the Martial Ancestor, the War Emperor dared not step a single foot into the southern border of the Great Thousand World after his enlightenment, fleeing instead to the Western Heaven Continent in the far west to establish the Western Heaven War Hall.

As for the Ice Spirit Clan, having been used as a stepping stone by the Martial Ancestor and "becoming famous in a single battle," their attitude did a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, and their subsequent actions were nothing short of shameless.

They directly passed the position of Clan Leader to the Matriarch of the Martial Border, the Ice Master Ying Huanhuan.

In recent years, as the Martial Ancestor Lin Dong achieved the dual-path Saint Grade and became world-renowned throughout the Great Thousand World, the Ice Spirit Clan, which had shown signs of decline, began to reap the benefits and gradually recovered its vitality.

If you can't beat them, join them—there's absolutely nothing wrong with that!

The mysterious king who appeared in the north was a mere youth in appearance.

He had a plain face, a sturdy build, and was physically powerful, his expression indifferent.

The surface of his body possessed a strange, pale yellow luster, looking like withered wood—extraordinarily mysterious and extremely dangerous.

Mu Kui, a prodigy of the Wood Spirit Clan and one of the eight-level peak kings who shook the Spirit Road.

The Wood Spirit Clan was a Primordial Clan whose members were born with the ability to command the power of wood; they possessed an ancient bloodline and a long heritage, standing alongside the Fire Spirit Clan, the Wind Spirit Clan, and the Ice Spirit Clan.

Of course, like the Ice Spirit Clan, this clan had only been prosperous in the past and currently lacked a Saint Grade titan; otherwise, they would have long since ranked among the great clans like Mohe and Futu.

It is rumored that the Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy is interested in Bing Qing and Mu Kui, the two prodigies of the Primordial Clans, and is currently in close contact with the ancient clans behind them, involving a large number of interest exchanges.

Liu Qingyun, the super evildoer invited by the Azure Heaven Spiritual Academy from the super force behind them, did not participate in the Spirit Road selection and had never appeared; he was an exceptionally mysterious person.

"King Wen, look! King Wen, Wen Qingxuan, is here!"

"This girl comes from the super force, the North Desert Wen Clan. She is a seed player already earmarked by the higher-ups of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spiritual Academy; the kind who will be promoted to Chief the moment she enrolls."

Amidst the whispers, the person who could almost be considered the last heavyweight king of the Spirit Road arrived at the Black Demon Forest, unwilling to be left out.

A group of beautiful young girls, some plump and some slender, appeared under the lead of the person at the front.

The graceful figure in the lead wore golden battle armor, her physique exceptionally slender.

Her jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall down to her hips, and her chest was full and proud.

The elegant, form-fitting battle armor shimmered with golden light, wrapping layer by layer around her exquisite, tall, and delicate body, setting off her devilish curves to be even more alluring and vivid.

A pair of straight, long, and rounded jade legs extended from beneath her battle skirt, their surface glowing with a lustrous sheen, as warm and moist as fine jade, making it impossible to look away.

"Gulp."

In an instant, countless males were captivated by this extremely dazzling and graceful figure, their faces flushed red as they swallowed their saliva uncontrollably.

"Hehe, so everyone arrived so early~"

The slender and graceful figure landed, smiling.

Her long, jade-like arms were crossed over her chest, making her fullness appear even more rounded. This charming movement caused even more males to howl and their hearts to race wildly.

"Hmph, what a truly annoying guy!"

The girl in the red dress stood atop the canopy, looking down from on high. She glanced at her own slightly flat chest, then compared it to the ample curves of the newcomer, and immediately muttered in dissatisfaction.

A girl still in her budding youth simply could not compare to a mature, alluring older sister.

"Brother, tell me, is that woman Wen Qingxuan pretty?"

Wu Yingying turned her head, her gaze faintly unkind.

"Child, why didn't you include yourself?"

The burly man Wu Ling, standing with his arms crossed, patted his younger sister's small head. Like a gentle elder, he spoke with earnest gravity: "Be more confident, summon your courage."

"Alright then, who is prettier, me or Wen Qingxuan?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yingying was deeply moved, lowering her head in shy embarrassment.

As expected, Brother still loves me.

"Need you even ask? You are my own flesh and blood, my sister."

Wu Ling didn't even think, blurting out, "Of course Wen Qingxuan is prettier!"

"Thank you, Bro—"

Just as she was about to offer her thanks and stage a scene of "fraternal love and filial respect," the smile on the red-dressed girl's lovely face abruptly froze, turning rigid.

Killing intent surged throughout her entire body.

"Wu Ling, why don't you just go die!!!"

Her aura growing increasingly icy, Wu Yingying backhanded a heavy blow into her brother's soft abdomen, causing the caught-off-guard man to arch his back like a shrimp.

If not for the sliver of reason still remaining in her mind, she would have used the God-Tier Giant Crescent Blade in her hand to hack this scoundrel in two.

"Sister, sister, when we're out in public, please, for the love of heaven, give your brother some face."

Wu Ling clutched his aching abdomen, feeling as though his insides were churning.

Seeing the surrounding crowd turning to look at the commotion, he felt his dignity vanish and hurriedly begged for mercy, promising countless favors.

After several attempts to appease her, he finally convinced the girl in the red dress to abandon the idea of hacking him to death on the spot.

Stupid sister, don't you have any self-awareness?

Next time don't ask; if you ask, the answer will always be that the other person is prettier!

Wu Ling gave a light cough, maintaining his composure and keeping up the air of a peerless expert.

Deep down, however, he felt incredibly aggrieved.

ps: Setup complete. Next chapter we start the fight and take care of the entire alliance side.