After the Seventeenth Ancestor brought Lu Ren back to the Chaos Clan, he immediately convened a meeting of the clan's highest-ranking members.
The council hall stood deep within the Chaos Clan's forbidden grounds.
Nearly thirty ancestors with unfathomable auras and more than a hundred powerful elders filled the hall. The atmosphere was grave and solemn.
Everyone knew that the Seventeenth Ancestor had summoned them urgently upon his return from the Taixu Immortal Sect. Something earth-shattering must have happened.
"The Evil Dao has formally declared war on the Immortal Dao... and opened the Righteous Path Arena."
The Seventeenth Ancestor's voice rang slowly through the hall, like ice water poured into hot oil.
"What? They've opened the Righteous Path Arena?"
"We... accepted the challenge?"
Disbelief spread across the ancestors' faces.
Once the Righteous Path Arena opened, it meant the cruelest possible succession of fights to the death. Every time, top experts fell.
Words could not describe its brutality.
The Seventeenth Ancestor nodded slowly. "Yes. By custom, every major faction must send one expert into the arena. This time, I will fight on behalf of the Chaos Clan."
The entire hall was stunned.
"Seventeenth Ancestor, you mustn't!"
"You're the pillar of our clan! You may yet achieve a Perfected Dao Fruit. How can you enter the Righteous Path Arena so lightly?"
Voices rose on all sides, urging him to reconsider.
The Seventeenth Ancestor raised a hand, silencing them. His gaze swept the hall. "My mind is made up. Say no more. If I die in the arena, Gu Chunxiao will temporarily take charge of all clan affairs."
"Gu Hanxiao, why are you so determined to do this?"
The aged, hoarse voice belonged to a stooped elder whose aura carried a trace of decay.
He was one of the Chaos Clan's oldest ancestors. Though