Thinking of this, the old man's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. Without the slightest hesitation, he knelt down. Thump—his knees slammed heavily onto the ruins. The ground cracked instantly. He lowered his head, his face deathly pale. His voice even trembled slightly. "Young friend... oh no, no, senior..." "Senior, please calm down..." "This must be a misunderstanding!"
"Zhang Liang and Wang Cheng are merely two deacons of my Holy Clan. If they inadvertently offended you, senior, I apologize on their behalf. However, their Fate Soul essence has long been eradicated. It seems that their foolishness and ignorance angered you, senior, and they have now completely Annihilation. I beg you, senior, to be magnanimous and merciful, and spare my life!"
At this point, he raised his head, his face devoid of any semblance of dignity, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, his eyes filled with fear and pleading. He knew very well that this young man before him could not be measured by cultivation level at all; the nonsense of being at the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage was utterly unbelievable, and anyone who believed it would die.
He couldn't believe that an Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage could cleave a million miles of heaven and earth with a single sword strike, destroy the Sacred Rune World-Locking Formation with a single blow, or Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme cultivator to such a state. He absolutely refused to believe it. In fact, in his eyes, Qin Yu was very likely some reclusive old monster deliberately concealing his cultivation level; otherwise, it simply couldn't be explained.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yue, hands on her hips, floated in mid-air, looking at the old man's appearance, and couldn't help but curl her lip. "Tsk tsk tsk." "Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Now you know fear? You Holy Clan people are really interesting. When you can beat them, you steal; when you can't, you admit your mistakes. Your skin is thicker than a city wall."
The old man's face turned pale and then red, but he dared not refute it, nor even glance at Xiao Yue. After all, the scene of this little girl directly shattering the Sacred Rune World-Locking Formation just now still chilled his Fate Soul. Qin Yu, on the other hand, watched him quietly for a moment.
He spoke slowly. "Letting you go isn't impossible," the old man suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a desperate glint. "Please speak, senior! As long as this junior knows, I would never dare to conceal a single word!"
Qin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching him. "I have two questions. If you answer them to my satisfaction, perhaps I will consider letting you leave." Upon hearing this, the old man felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly clasped his hands in a fist salute, even aggravating his injuries due to his excitement.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth again, but he paid no heed to it, nodding repeatedly, "Senior, please ask!" "As long as this junior knows," "I will tell you the truth!" He lowered his head, his expression extremely respectful, but deep in his eyes, a very subtle fluctuation flashed by, as if he was delaying something, or as if he was waiting for something. And all of this did not escape Qin Yu's calm eyes.
The elder of the Holy Clan knelt amidst the ruins, his chest heaving, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. The Finality Sword Intent strike from earlier still remained deep within the origin of his Fate Soul. With each breath, his Fate Soul was torn apart by excruciating pain, yet he dared not show it.
He simply lowered his head, waiting for Qin Yu to ask his question. Qin Yu stood in the void, his black robes swaying gently, his calm eyes slowly landing on the old man. "First question," he said, "Do you know the origins of the Ancient God Clan? Where is their ancestral land? How is their power distributed?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man was clearly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Qin Yu to ask such a question. But he quickly composed himself and respectfully clasped his hands in greeting. "Senior, the matter of the Ancient God Clan is not a secret in the Eternal Nonexistence Limitless Domain; it's just that ordinary cultivators have difficulty accessing it." He took a deep breath, his eyes gradually becoming complicated.
It was as if telling an extremely ancient legend. "The Ancient God Clan originated before the Primordial Era, an era known as the Era of Eternal Silence." At that time, heaven and earth were not yet separated, cause and effect had Unborn, and all things had not yet manifested; there was only Eternal Silence, and the progenitor of the Ancient God Clan was the first rebel born within that Eternal Silence.
As he recounted the story, a hint of awe appeared in the old man's eyes. Even he was filled with apprehension about the origins of the Ancient God Clan. He slowly recounted the origins of the Ancient God Clan, the nine Primordial Ancient God, the evolution from the demon king form to the Gods and Devils form, and the legend of their eventual Eternal Silence.
The voice was deep and resonant, echoing among the ruins. Xiao Yue stood beside him, blinking intently as she listened, muttering to herself, "These guys are really something else." "No wonder they're all so arrogant." Qin Yu, however, remained silent, simply listening quietly. After the old man finished speaking, Qin Yu slowly began to speak.
"Continue, where is their ancestral land now?" The old man nodded quickly and continued, "The Ancient God Clan no longer resides in one place. They have established themselves in a forbidden territory deep within the Eternal Nonexistence Limitless Domain, called— the God-Defying Heavenly Abyss, located at the border between the Eternal Nonexistence Limitless Domain and the Supreme Transformation Primordial Domain." "There are nine ancestral domains in total."
"Corresponding to the bloodlines of the nine Primordial Ancient God, each governed by one of the nine great divine veins," the old man said, lowering his voice noticeably, "The true rulers of the Ancient God Clan today are not the nine ancient gods themselves. Legend has it that the nine Primordial Ancient God have long since slumbered in the depths of Eternal Silence. Currently, the Ancient God Clan is governed by the Nine Great Divine Bloodlines Council. And above the nine great divine veins, there is an extremely mysterious being."
At this point, a flicker of fear flashed in the old man's eyes, as if even mentioning that name would bring about karmic consequences. Qin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. "Who?" The old man swallowed hard and slowly spoke. "The God-Defying Emperor. It is rumored that this person is the strongest of the Ancient God Clan in nearly ten eras, and possesses parts of the original bloodline of the nine divine veins." Some even suspect that he has touched upon the level of the Primordial Ancient God. As for whether it is true or not, no one knows.
The area around the ruins suddenly fell silent; even the wind seemed to pause for a moment. Qin Yu's expression remained unchanged; he simply nodded slowly. "Continue with the distribution of power." The old man quickly continued, "The Ancient God Clan race has an extremely strict hierarchy. At the bottom are the divine descendants' warriors, above them are the ancient god guards, and above that are the elders of the divine lineages. Each lineage has a lineage leader."
"The nine lineage masters jointly form the council, and above the council is the God-Defying Emperor. In addition, the Ancient God Clan also controls dozens of subordinate realms, and their forces are spread throughout many areas of the Eternal Nonexistence Limitless Domain. Even some large chambers of commerce and sects have their shadows behind them." At this point, the old man secretly looked up at Qin Yu.
Seeing Qin Yu's calm expression, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. At this moment, Xiao Yue suddenly crossed her arms and blinked, "So that's how it is. No wonder those Ancient God Clan guys were all so arrogant back then; their backgrounds must be quite impressive." Qin Yu didn't respond, but simply gazed quietly at the old man, his gaze deep for a moment before slowly saying, "Not bad." "I'm quite satisfied with this answer."
Upon hearing this, the old man was overjoyed, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope for survival. He hurriedly clasped his hands again, saying, "Thank you, senior!" "Thank you, senior!" However, at that moment, Qin Yu slowly extended his second finger, his voice calm. "Now." "Answer my second question." In an instant.
The old man's relaxed mind tensed up again, and cold sweat poured down his forehead once more, because he knew very well that the question that would truly determine his life or death probably lay in the question that was about to be asked.
Qin Yu stood in the void, his robes fluttering gently in the wind. The lingering aftershocks of his divine powers had not yet completely dissipated, and the shattered earth in the distance continued to collapse. The elder of the Holy Clan knelt there, his face as pale as paper. After suffering severe damage to his Fate Soul essence, he looked much older.
Qin Yu slowly looked at him, his calm gaze sending chills down the elder's spine. After a few breaths of silence, Qin Yu suddenly smiled faintly. "I've heard," he said, "That each of the Lineage has a Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang, guarding them. Don't you Ancient Clan have your own unique resources?"
Upon hearing this, the old man's body stiffened for a moment, and cold sweat immediately poured down his forehead. This was because the question involved the deepest secrets of the ancient Ancient Clan. Normally, not to mention an outsider, even the core elders of the clan might not know everything. But now, with his life in Qin Yu's hands, how could he dare to hide a single word?
He took a deep breath and bowed respectfully, his voice much lowered. "Senior..." "You are right. The reason why the Lineage can stand at the pinnacle of the Eternal Nonexistence Limitless Domain, besides their own strength, is that their greatest reliance is the four Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang."
At this point, a deep awe appeared in the old man's eyes, as if merely mentioning that level of existence would cause his Fate Soul to tremble instinctively. "The four Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang are—" "Ju Lineage." "Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang: Boundless Abyss." "Chi Lineage." "Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang: Wanyan." "Shangguan Lineage." "Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang: Mystic Deconstruction." "Hua Lineage." "Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang: Nameless."
As the last two words were uttered, the world seemed to fall silent for a moment. The old man's voice softened further. "It is said that..." they were all born in extremely ancient times, even longer than the Lineage themselves existed. No one knows where they came from, nor how long they have truly lived."
"The only thing that cultivators in the world know is that the Lineage have faced the threat of annihilation several times, but whenever the four Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang awaken, all enemies will completely disappear. Whether it is their Fate Soul, origin, karma, or even traces of existence, everything will be erased."
The old man's voice trembled slightly as he spoke. "Once, more than ten experts at the Wuji Realm joined forces with several Ancient Clan to besiege the Chi Lineage. But only a single beast's roar echoed from the depths of the Chi Lineage land. The next moment, billions of miles of void collapsed, and several experts vanished along with their Fate Soul essence. Since then, no one has dared to easily provoke the Lineage."
Xiao Yue, standing beside him, listened with sparkling eyes, her little hands behind her back, nodding repeatedly. "Wow!" "That sounds amazing!" "Wanyan." "That's a nice name." She tilted her head, looking at Qin Yu. "Little Qinzi." "When we have the chance later, let's sneak over to the Chi Lineage to see that big guy!"
Qin Yu glanced at her helplessly, but didn't reply. Instead, he continued looking at the Holy Clan elder. "Continue." "What about the Ancient Clan?" Hearing these two words, the old man gave a bitter smile. "The Ancient Clan is simply incomparable to the Lineage. Even the most powerful Ancient Clan..."
It is also far from enough to support the Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang. Some Ancient Clan with profound foundations do indeed have a Chaos Beast Ancestor guarding them, but that is the Limit, and only Ancient Clan with extremely long histories are qualified to support one.
"As for ordinary Ancient Clan," the old man sighed, "Possessing even a single Myriad Beasts Dao Lord is enough to suppress a region. You may not know, senior, but each of these beings is a bottomless abyss of resource devouring. Just maintaining a Myriad Beasts Dao Lord requires at least a million Supreme Transformation Source Crystal annually. And this is only the most basic cost. If its Fate Soul is damaged, or if it needs to recover its origin, the resource consumption will multiply several times over."
"As for the Chaos Beast Ancestor..." the old man's bitter smile deepened. "That's no longer something that a million Supreme Transformation Source Crystal can solve. Each time it awakens from its slumber, it requires countless resources to sustain it. And the Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang... At this point, he shook his head. "That level is beyond the comprehension of us Ancient Clan. Let alone providing for it, even if it were offered to us, I'm afraid no Ancient Clan would dare to accept it."
"Because we simply can't afford to raise them." "Take the Ancient God Clan, for example," although they have a deep foundation and many powerful members, they still don't have their own Chaos Beast Ancestor. Not to mention the Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang. And my Holy Clan..." The old man revealed a self-deprecating smile. "It's even more out of the question. The entire Holy Clan's resources combined probably wouldn't even be enough to cover the resources consumed by a single Chaos Beast Ancestor's slumber."