The Descendants occupied the lowest rung of the Gu Clan and the other ancient clans, yet they were also their most important foundation. After countless years of reproduction, their numbers had grown immense. They too carried blood inherited from a Dou Di, but it was so faint that it could be disregarded.
Yet there were exceptions to everything. A few would always experience accidents or mutations that caused their bloodline to revert to its ancestral strength. They would then cast off their status as Descendants and become true members of an ancient clan.
The likelihood of such an ancestral reversion might be tiny, but given the enormous population of Descendants, the number who became powerful through it was still considerable.
These people would eventually become pillars of their ancient clans. Thus, when it came to disrupting the Descendants' lives and reproduction, not only the Gu Clan-the greatest clan on the surface-but every other ancient clan had zero tolerance.
None of those invited here were ordinary people. They naturally understood the Descendants' importance to the ancient clans. Besides, given their standing, they would never have any dealings with Descendants, most of whom were only at the Dou Qi or Dou Zhe stage. Everyone present therefore responded courteously to the white-robed elder's warning.
The white-robed elder nodded in satisfaction, then took a compass from his Storage Ring. With a gentle sweep of his hand across its surface, a dazzling light burst forth.
As though responding to some pull from the compass, ripples immediately spread across the tranquil lake. Then everyone felt an utterly terrifying spatial fluctuation spreading from the space above it.
"Bzz!"
When that terrifying spatial fluctuation reached its peak, an exceptionally brilliant pillar of light suddenly shot up from the lakebed.
"Rumble!"
The instant the two met, a thunderous explosion