The spiritual radiance faded, revealing twenty-four figures around the divine platform.
One stood above the divine platform in soul form. He was none other than Ancestor Futu.
Among the other twenty-three, four exuded terrifying fluctuations of Spiritual Power, having clearly reached Saint Grade.
These four were Futuo Xuan, Qing Yanjing, and the Human Emperor and Heavenly Emperor, who had borrowed Black Piece's and White Piece's bodies to lend their disciple their support.
Of the remaining nineteen figures, eight were Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereigns, while the rest were Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.
At this sight, most of the superpowers present could not help sighing in admiration, their eyes thick with envy. In the Great Thousand World, gauging a superpower's foundations was actually quite simple: one only had to look at how many Heavenly Sovereigns it possessed.
Generally speaking, a superpower with only one Heavenly Sovereign barely qualified to cross the threshold into their ranks. Only those with several could be considered outstanding among them.
What was more, the Futu Ancient Clan actually had four Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.
And that did not even include Ancestor Futu.
Such strength already gave it the imposing presence of the foremost among the Five Great Ancient Clans.
After all, even the Maha Ancient Clan, currently the strongest of the Five Great Ancient Clans, had only three Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.
Boom, boom, boom!
Across heaven and earth, the drumbeats grew ever more urgent.
Ancestor Futu swept his sleeve, and his voice rang out over the divine platform.
"The Clan Chief Succession Ceremony of the Futu Ancient Clan begins now!"
As his voice echoed, every superpower turned its gaze toward the same place.
A man dressed in a jet-black robe walked toward the divine platform at an unhurried pace.
Every step he took was steady. Strains