Mountain Suppression Against the Transcendent

"Min Yuan, what exactly did you mean by this?"

The seven-colored halo gradually condensed into shape, but before its outline became clear, a strand of Divine Sense emerged first, carrying a woman's voice.

"By controlling Kitchen Marsh to withdraw its troops, the Marshlands expended soldiers and vital energy this time yet gained nothing. You must explain this clearly. Even if you become a Star Lord in the future, you should still be reasonable, shouldn't you?"

As she spoke, the seven-colored halo had already taken form. It was none other than the Seven-Colored God, ancestor of the Five Marshes, dressed in seven-colored gauze and descending from midair. Several subordinate gods followed behind her—Red Marsh, Blue Marsh, and the others.

In recent years, the Marsh Ancestor had grown increasingly low-profile, yet she had never cut off contact with Qiu Yan. The two stood somewhere between enemies and friends.

As Qiu Yan's power swelled, the Marsh Ancestor's attitude toward him gradually changed. She no longer regarded him as a rising junior god, instead treating him more and more as an equal, even with a faint trace of apprehension.

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The moment the Seven-Colored Marsh Ancestor appeared, Black Marsh Patriarch, who had just taken his seat, hurriedly rose and bowed. In terms of origin, Black Marsh Patriarch had also once been under the Marsh Ancestor's command. It was only because of certain events in ancient times, followed by many twists and turns, that matters had developed into their current state.

The Marsh Ancestor did not even glance at him, looking only toward the Divine Spirit Body seated calmly in the stone chair.

Meeting the Marsh Ancestor's gaze, Qiu Yan smiled and pointed at the stone chair nearest to him, uttering a single word—

"Sit!"

Hearing this, the Marsh Ancestor narrowed her eyes and