God Clan

"Master Fan, how do I obtain the inheritance?"

Tang Tian knew that only by obtaining the inheritance would this mysterious Black Tower truly acknowledge him as its master and serve his use.

"You are now at the foot of Sacred Origin Peak. Follow the mountain path and walk step by step to the summit. Then you will understand."

Master Fan's voice drifted lightly, as though he had something on his mind. He sounded distracted, and after speaking, there was no further movement.

Helpless, Tang Tian looked at the endless mountain path before him.

He did not know the origins of Sacred Origin Peak, but as the highest peak on this continent, it was naturally extraordinary.

The spiritual energy it gave off alone was several times richer than the outside world.

If he cultivated here, Tang Tian was confident that he would break through even faster!

Tang Tian did not walk too quickly. Instead, he admired the beautiful mountains and rivers along the way, allowing his tightly wound nerves of the past few days to relax considerably.

Yet as he walked, Tang Tian suddenly sensed a trace of sorrow within these mountains and rivers...

That faint sorrow lingered around him, gradually drawing his once-relaxed mood into it.

"Why do I feel so sad?"

"Why do I want to cry?"

Tang Tian raised his eyes toward the summit piercing the clouds, where there was only a vast expanse of white clouds.

A breeze swept past, and a misty sheen clouded Tang Tian's eyes.

An image unexpectedly emerged upon the white clouds.

The heavens were dark and the earth dim; flying sand and rolling stones filled the air. Towering peaks rose into the clouds.

Tang Tian recognized one of those peaks. It was Sacred Origin Peak.

Originally, Sacred Origin Peak had not stood alone. Countless peaks had risen around it.

Yet in the image, a great battle was underway. A dense mass of people shrouded in black qi, their appearances indistinguishable, surrounded Sacred Origin Peak.

Numerous people radiating sacred auras flew out from Sacred Origin Peak. The two sides confronted each other and exchanged words.

Since it was merely a recorded image, Tang Tian could not hear what they were saying.

Before long, a heaven-shaking battle erupted between the two sides. Dazzling lights flashed, countless lives were lost, and all kinds of corpses continually fell from the sky.

The heavens were dark and the earth dim, the ground shook and the mountains swayed. Numerous peaks collapsed, ground into dust, and reduced to ashes.

Suddenly, an enormous black palm descended from the sky and slammed toward Sacred Origin Peak.

How many powerful experts were caught in the force of that palm, all of them crushed into powder!

Tang Tian's heart trembled. Though he could not truly feel it, he could still imagine that many of those fallen experts had been stronger than even his former self in his previous life.

Yet beneath that black palm print, they were like ants, unable to withstand a single blow.

At that moment, an incomparably sharp sword light slashed forth from Sacred Origin Peak and collided with the black palm.

The two were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Then the sky split apart, and another ink-black spear phantom descended from above, its momentum like a dragon's, crashing into the sword light.

Clearly, they had all come to besiege the force at Sacred Origin Peak.

The situation was hanging by a thread and had become completely one-sided. The experts of Sacred Origin Peak were slaughtered without cease.

At the same time, Sacred Origin Peak blazed with golden light. A golden pagoda shot into the sky and suppressed the black palm and the ink-black spear phantom.

Overwhelming forces clashed without end, tearing even heaven and earth apart.

The void shattered and twisted into storms. Mountains collapsed. It was like the end of the world.

Upon seeing the golden pagoda emerge, the black palm print and ink-black spear phantom unexpectedly did not wish to continue clashing head-on and began to retreat in preparation for escape.

But the golden pagoda was simply too powerful. After catching up to the black palm print and the ink-black spear phantom, it unleashed streams of golden light that shook heaven and earth, directly crushing them both.

Two streams of blood scattered down from the heavens, and the image vanished...

Tang Tian's mind instantly cleared. He stared blankly at the white clouds atop the mountain.

The white clouds were still white clouds, yet that earth-shaking battle had been deeply etched into Tang Tian's memory.

The battle that had felt as if he were personally there had struck him far too deeply.

In his previous life, he had believed his cultivation had already reached the pinnacle. Yet there was always a higher heaven beyond heaven, and always someone greater beyond the greatest!

Becoming stronger was his only conviction!

Yet Tang Tian did not hear Master Fan's sigh.

"That golden pagoda must have been this mysterious Black Tower. How strange—why did it look different? What exactly did the force of Sacred Origin Peak experience back then? I can sense the sorrow and resentment upon Sacred Origin Peak. If I accept the inheritance and become part of the same lineage, I will surely avenge you and wipe away this hatred."

Tang Tian murmured as he gazed at the white clouds over the summit.

Having lost all leisure to admire the scenery, Tang Tian sprinted all the way onward.

After an entire day, he finally arrived at the summit.

"This... this is..." The moment Tang Tian stepped onto the summit, he was stunned by the sight before him.

Entering the summit was like entering another world.

There were no more mountains or white clouds around him, only a brilliant starry sky!

Standing within it, Tang Tian was like a speck of dust, utterly inconspicuous.

"Buzz..."

Just as Tang Tian stood in astonishment, the starlight flickered and instantly condensed into the figure of a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man had deep eyes and an otherworldly calmness about him. When he looked at Tang Tian, a sharp gleam flickered in his gaze.

"Good, very good! After waiting through several epochs, as heaven and earth changed and the years turned in cycles, my God Clan has finally waited for a Primordial Chaos Origin Physique."

The middle-aged man sighed with deep emotion.

"God Clan?"

Tang Tian was suddenly startled. Naturally, he had heard of the God Clan. It was said to be the first race to exist since the universe first opened, yet no one had ever truly seen them.

"I am Qian Rong, the last clan chief of the God Clan. Back then, when I reached the end of my lifespan, the enemies of the God Clan came to invade. Though I repelled them with the Primordial Unity Tower, I too had exhausted myself to the last drop. Later, I sent the continent where the God Clan lived, Sacred Origin Continent, into the Primordial Unity Tower. What you see before you is merely a remnant soul."

Qian Rong's expression was melancholy.

No race could exist forever. Inevitably, with the turning of the years, it would be erased within the long river of history.

"So this Black Tower is called the Primordial Unity Tower." Tang Tian's expression shifted. Why was this name so similar to his physique?

Qian Rong looked at Tang Tian with gentle eyes. "The Primordial Unity Tower is the sacred artifact that safeguards my God Clan. However, it has suffered damage and will need you to use the origin power of the Primordial Chaos Origin Physique to repair it in the future."

"Senior, how do I repair it?" Tang Tian's expression was respectful. The person before him was the strongest expert of the God Clan.

Qian Rong was exceptionally patient as he answered, "It will reside within your dantian. As your cultivation rises, it will continuously absorb power and mend itself. As for how long it will take to be fully repaired, that is unknown."

"Senior, then..." Tang Tian wanted to ask many more questions, including about Master Fan's origins.

He suddenly realized that Master Fan had not said a single word since he spoke earlier.

However, Qian Rong interrupted him. "Child, I do not have the time to answer every question for you one by one. After endless years, this wisp of my remnant soul may dissipate at any moment. No more words—let me pass on the cultivation technique of my God Clan to you."

"Senior, can a human like me cultivate the God Clan's cultivation technique?" Tang Tian could not help feeling uneasy. If the technique was incompatible with him, how could he speak of becoming stronger?

Qian Rong smiled faintly. "If other humans cultivate my God Clan's technique, they will improve greatly, but because their race differs from ours, there will be limitations. But as one with the Primordial Chaos Origin Physique, which only appears by chance after several epochs, you need not worry."

Tang Tian opened his mouth, still wanting to speak, but he was given no chance.

With a wave of Qian Rong's hand, the starlight in this starry sky flickered, instantly connecting into a line and transforming into a ray of light that enveloped Tang Tian.