The World Knows Only the Ancient Clan, Who Still Remembers My Xiao Clan? Ling Ying Scared to Tears

"The Ancient Clan? Is that the clan Xun'er belongs to?" Xiao Yan glanced at Xun'er.

He had previously heard Ancestor Xiao Xuan and Xun'er mention the Ancient Clan during their conversation, and that was the main clan Xun'er belonged to.

Xiao Zhan had said that Xun'er's original surname was Gu, and that Gu Yuan had placed her with their Xiao Clan as a ward.

That Ancient Clan was said to be located in the Central Plains, one of the Eight Ancient Clans of the Central Plains, and was immensely powerful.

"Ancestor, what kind of place is the Heavenly Tomb? Is it within the Ancient Clan?"

Ancestor Xiao Xuan said, "The Heavenly Tomb was forged by an ancient Dou Di, and it is a massive, independent micro-plane existing outside the Dou Qi Continent."

The concentration of heaven and earth energy within it far surpassed the outside world of the Dou Qi Continent, and it buried countless fallen ancient powerhouses whose remnant souls transformed into "energy bodies" that slaughtered and devoured one another.

The Ancient Eight Clans treated the Heavenly Tomb as a trial ground, entering to hunt energy bodies and absorb energy cores for cultivation.

"In ancient times, the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb was located at the border between the Xiao Clan and the Ancient Clan. A thousand years ago, when my Xiao Clan was at its peak, the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb was managed by our Xiao Clan, and every twenty years the roster for the eight clans to enter the Heavenly Tomb was allocated. As for now... well, you'll have to ask the people of the Ancient Clan."

Xiao Yan spoke with some worry at this moment, "Ancestor, if we want to enter the Heavenly Tomb now, will the Ancient Clan agree?"

Ancestor Xiao Xuan smiled and said, "Will it be up to the Ancient Clan to decide whether they agree or not?"

Only those without strength negotiated with people, while those with strength simply took things by force. Come to think of it, he had learned this trick from Hun Tiandi.

The Ancient Clan of the past still maintained a shred of decency in front of him, but now that the Ancient Clan had relegated their Xiao Clan to Wutan City, what decency was left to speak of?

What was more, strictly speaking, that Heavenly Tomb had originally been a possession of their Xiao Clan. Ancestor Xiao Xuan expressed that as a Half-Step Dou Di, could he possibly need to negotiate with the Ancient Clan?

Xiao Yan asked, "Ancestor, when shall we depart for the Ancient Clan of the Central Plains?"

Ancestor Xiao Xuan spoke, "Right now."

With that, Ancestor Xiao Xuan extended two fingers and slashed across the void before him, instantly tearing open a spatial rift.

In the blink of an eye, this spatial passageway bridged the vast distance between the Northwest Continent and the Central Plains.

Ancestor Xiao Xuan said, "Xiao Zhan, Xiao Yan, Yao Chen, follow me to the Central Plains to pay a visit to some old friends of the Ancient Clan."

Then Ancestor Xiao Xuan looked at Xun'er and Ling Ying.

"You two come along as well."

Ancestor Xiao Xuan's tone admitted no doubt, and Xun'er wore a bitter expression.

Yet she knew there was no escaping it, and could only hope her Ancient Clan was already prepared to welcome the return of Xiao Xuan.

Following that, Ancestor Xiao Xuan brought the five of them breaking through the void, stepping into the spatial rift passageway opened by the power of a Half-Emperor.

The five shattered the void, leaving the Jia Ma Empire of the Northwest Continent in an instant.

When Ancestor Xiao Xuan brought them out of the spatial passageway, a massive and magnificent ancient city appeared before everyone's eyes.

The scale of the ancient city before them was countless times greater than Wutan City. Compared to it, the Wutan City upon which the Xiao Clan now relied for survival could not even be considered a city; it was merely a rural village tucked away in a mountain gully.

Hanging over this ancient city was a massive plaque, upon which three large characters were carved: [Ancient Saint City].

Ancestor Xiao Xuan directly brought them to the Eastern Region of the Central Plains. The Ancient Clan was situated in the Eastern Region of the Central Plains, and the colossal Ancient Saint City before them was the territory where the entrance to the Ancient Realm lay.

Standing outside the city, Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhan felt the completely new continent with its incomparably abundant Dou Qi and the unprecedented Ancient Saint City before their eyes, both of them revealing moved expressions.

"Is this the Central Plains? It truly is just like the legends; the Dou Qi origin is more than a dozen times richer than in the Jia Ma Empire."

"No wonder everyone wants to rush to the Central Plains. Cultivating here for a day is equivalent to cultivating for ten days in the Jia Ma Empire! Even the Dou Qi origin within this ancient city seems to be even richer?"

"Is this the foundation of the Eight Ancient Clans?" Xiao Zhan could not help feeling envious.

Had Ancestor Xiao Xuan not returned and told them, who would have dared to imagine that the Xiao Clan of a thousand years ago was once just as powerful as the Ancient Clan?

Xiao Zhan sighed and said, "It is only a pity that in today's Dou Qi Continent, the world knows only the Ancient Clan, and who still remembers my Xiao Clan?"

As soon as Xiao Zhan uttered these words, Ling Ying of the Ancient Clan instantly felt his neck turn chillingly cold. He looked at Xiao Zhan, practically frightened to tears.

Clan Head Xiao, how about we say a little less? The more you say, the more fiercely Xiao Xuan will slaughter his way into the Ancient Realm in a moment.

With a line like 'The world knows only the Ancient Clan, who still remembers my Xiao Clan', wouldn't Xiao Xuan start beating everyone in sight once he enters the city later?

Xun'er also felt her head throbbing with pain, and had already begun praying for the Ancient Clan.

"Ancient Saint City..."

After a lapse of a thousand years, Ancestor Xiao Xuan once again stood before the gates of the Ancient Clan's Ancient Saint City. Gazing out at this ancient city through the span of a millennium, it seemed not to have changed at all, and had even grown more prosperous.

The Ancient Clan remained glorious, but the Xiao Clan had completely declined.

Ancestor Xiao Xuan laughed, "Heh, such is the law that the victor is king and the loser is the villain."

"Let's go. We are entering the city to tour the old home of the Ancient Clan."

Ancestor Xiao Xuan led Xiao Yan, Xiao Zhan, Yao Chen, and the others into the city.

Yao Chen looked at the Ancient Saint City and said, "Back when I roamed the Central Plains, I had already heard the legend that Ancient Saint City was a city strictly forbidden to outsiders, guarded by quite a few powerhouses of the Ancient Clan. Without an invitation letter, I am afraid that even a powerhouse at the peak of Dou Zun would find it impossible to force their way in.

The Starfall Pavilion, a faction that a dear friend and I established in the Central Plains back then, also once wanted to open trade with Ancient Saint City, but alas, the threshold of the Ancient Clan was far too high. Even at the absolute peak of the Starfall Pavilion I founded, we were not qualified to obtain an invitation to enter Ancient Saint City."

Yao Chen appeared somewhat helpless.

When he used to make his way in the Central Plains, his realm was an Eight-Star Dou Zun, his identity was that of an Eighth-Tier Alchemist, and he had even established a second-rate Central Plains faction like the Starfall Pavilion. Yet even so, he lacked even the qualifications to enter Ancient Saint City.

This caused Xiao Yan to be deeply shaken; the Ancient Clan was simply absurdly strong.

Xiao Zhan was also astonished. "Even Dou Zuns can't force their way in? Does that not mean this ancient city has Dou Sheng-level powerhouses guarding it?"

Ancestor Xiao Xuan said, "The Dou Di Bloodline of the Ancient Clan has not dried up, and Dou Sheng powerhouses are not a few. Besides, this is where the entrance to the Ancient Realm lies; it is completely normal for Dou Sheng powerhouses to guard it."

Xiao Zhan could not help asking, "Ancestor, can we get in then? We do not hold an invitation letter to enter Ancient Saint City in our hands."

Xiao Zhan felt thoroughly unconfident in his heart.

Because he had been far away and felt nothing earlier, but now the closer they walked toward Ancient Saint City, the more he discovered that every single cultivator here possessed formidable strength.

Glancing over at a single glance, among the cultivators able to appear near Ancient Saint City, not a single one had a strength lower than Dou Zong, and the garrison commanders stationed at Ancient Saint City started at Dou Zun.

A Dou Emperor, who could manage to live quite well in the Jia Ma Empire, was practically difficult to catch sight of here.

By contrast, the few of them were pure, anomalous out-of-place figures suddenly appearing in Ancient Saint City.

Aside from Ancestor Xiao Xuan and Yao Chen, a Dou Emperor like Ling Ying and Xun'er who possessed the Ancient Clan's bloodline, the remainder consisted of Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan, who were merely at the Da Dou Shi and Dou Zhe levels.

The turning heads rate for two Dou Zhe and Da Dou Shi appearing near Ancient Saint City was far higher than that for Dou Zuns and Dou Sheng powerhouses.

All along the way, passing Dou Zongs repeatedly cast sidelong glances at Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan, and even passing Dou Zuns could not help looking over.

Many people racked their brains yet failed to comprehend where on earth a Da Dou Shi had popped up in this place.