Mission to the Ancient Clan

Boom!

Xiao Yan, floating in midair, vanished. In his place appeared a Ten Thousand Zhang Giant, its feet planted upon the earth and its head propping up the sky.

"Hahaha! Emperor Realm—I've made it!"

The Ten Thousand Zhang Giant threw back its head and roared. Its laughter, like rolling thunder, seemed capable of overturning the entire third level of the Heavenly Tomb, while Xiao Xuan merely watched in silence from the ground.

"Buzz!"

The Ten Thousand Zhang Giant suddenly shuddered. Its body gradually became translucent before ultimately vanishing completely.

"Xiao Yan offers his thanks to Ancestor Xiao Xuan."

A soft laugh suddenly rang out beside Xiao Xuan.

"Not bad. You can already conceal yourself from my senses for a short while."

Xiao Xuan turned around and smiled as he studied the spirited black-robed young man before him. Then, with a sweep of his sleeve, he said, "Let's go. It's time for you to make a trip to the Ancient Clan."

"Buzz!"

Ripples spread through the air, and the two figures vanished from the spot in an eerie fashion.

The deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb returned to silence once more.

Time flowed six times faster in the Heavenly Tomb than in the outside world. In other words, three months of cultivation in the Heavenly Tomb amounted to only half a month outside. Half a month was not particularly long.

That day, someone from the Xiao Tribe secretly departed the Xiao Realm and headed straight for Ancient Saint City in the Eastern Region of the Central Plains.

Ancient Realm.

Above the sacred and ancient Ancient Saint Mountain Range.

A peerlessly beautiful young woman in green saw the figure leap down from the Space-Shuttle Boat and cried out in delight, "Brother Xiao Yan, we've only been apart for half a month, yet