"Grand Elder, the other elders may not know this, but every successive clan chief of us Descendants of Gods has inherited a treasure passed down through the generations."
"This supreme treasure allows us Descendants of Gods three chances to contact seniors in the Divine Realm at critical moments."
"The previous clan chief used it once, and I have used it once as well. Now... there is only one chance left."
The clan chief held his head high and chest out, raising a hand to stroke his white beard. He appeared utterly calm and composed.
The supreme treasure could allow the Descendants of Gods to establish contact with the Divine Realm, and its opportunities were limited.
Especially now, with only one chance remaining, he truly did not wish to use it unless driven into a corner.
But in the current situation, without the Divine Race intervening, he simply could not suppress the many Descendants of Gods elders present.
Although most of the elders present were far beneath him in cultivation and could be disregarded.
The Grand Elder's cultivation and strength, however, were evenly matched with his own, and she also had a close relationship with the Second Elder, whose strength was comparable and whose cultivation was at the same level.
Although in recent years, the Tiandao Palace Holy Son had been forceful and domineering, and the several of them had become his staunch supporters, often challenging his authority.
In his heart, however, he had never considered retaliating against them.
He had even hoped to gain their support and smoothly take control of the Descendants of Gods from top to bottom after the Tiandao Palace Holy Son's death.
Unfortunately... that was what he thought, but the other elders present clearly had other ideas.
At this moment, apart from taking a gamble with