The Art of Resurrection

Ancestor Dali was not surprised in the least that the Xuan Clan had a Quasi-Emperor-level existence.

On the contrary, it would have been strange if they did not.

Even the Murong Clan, which had fallen far from its former heights, could still bring out a Quasi-Emperor-level existence if pushed too far.

Such was the confidence of an ancient clan.

Unfortunately for the Xuan Clan, this time they had provoked the one existence they should never have provoked.

The Lu Clan was a lineage that had endured for endless ages, far surpassing the Xuan Clan in both seniority and foundation.

"If I'm not mistaken, senior, you must be Ancestor Dali of the Lu Clan, who specialized in the Dao of Strength over three million years ago."

Just then, the white-robed Quasi-Emperor revealed Ancestor Dali's identity.

Ancestor Dali was somewhat surprised. "Oh? There's actually someone among the younger generation who still recognizes me?"

He had not expected anyone outside the clan to know of him after more than three million years, when even the clan's own records contained only a few sentences about him.

Seeing that Ancestor Dali did not deny it, the white-robed Quasi-Emperor's expression turned grave.

It was not Ancestor Dali's strength he feared. Rather, he was shocked that a figure from over three million years ago stood alive before him.

Life extension?

No, what life-extending method could possibly be so terrifyingly effective?

Moreover, if these ancestral figures of the Lu Clan had remained alive within the clan all this time thanks to a life-extending method, why had they never shown themselves, instead allowing the Lu Clan to decline?

Thus, the Xuan Clan arrived at a bold conjecture.

The Lu Clan possessed no such life-extending method at all. Instead, they had mastered another, even more terrifying means.

Resurrection!

That was right. These ancestors of the Lu Clan had all been resurrected by the clan.

Only then did everything make sense.

If the Xuan Clan could obtain such a method, they would restore the glory of their ancient clan and even rule the entire Cangxuan Continent!

At that thought, the white-robed Quasi-Emperor slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time, terrifying fluctuations slowly blossomed from his body. "Let me see for myself just how strong a Dao of Strength Quasi-Emperor from over three million years ago really is."

Rumble!

In an instant, his presence alone tore the sky apart.

Seeing this, Ancestor Dali laughed heartily. "Good!"

"My fists have been itching for a fight for a long time too."

Then Ancestor Dali unceremoniously threw a fierce punch. Once again, there was no technique to it, only power terrifying to the extreme.

Such was an expert of the Dao of Strength: nothing fancy, only simple, brutal force.

Boom!

With a single punch, the white-robed Quasi-Emperor was driven back ten thousand li.

Yet he suffered no real injuries. Instead, his fighting spirit erupted.

For a time, spear lights flashed, piercing the heavens.

While the great battle began at the Xuan Clan, Qiyun Mountain welcomed another group of uninvited guests.

"So this is the Lu Clan."

"Ancestor Dali is being held up by our Xuan Clan's expert. Now is the perfect time for us to strike!"

A vast crowd emerged from the void.

They were the various forces that had once banded together to resist the Lu Clan's vengeance.

Now, the Xuan Clan had recruited them and brought them together, preparing to launch a ferocious assault on the Lu Clan.

Even so, some among them still looked hesitant.

"What if there's another existence like Ancestor Dali in the Lu Clan? What shall we do then?"

As soon as the question was raised, everyone present grew nervous.

After all, as they saw it, the Lu Clan's ancestors seemed to emerge one after another without end. If they held off Ancestor Dali, what if an Ancestor Zhongli or Ancestor Xiaoli suddenly popped up?

Everyone then turned to look at the Xuan Clan patriarch.

The Xuan Clan patriarch was personally leading this operation.

Seeing their doubts, the Xuan Clan patriarch said gravely, "That's impossible. Our clan has deduced that the Lu Clan must pay an enormous price for each ancestor who appears. The previous ancestors were all Saint Kings, but now an existence like Ancestor Dali, a Four-Tribulation Quasi-Emperor, has appeared. The price must have been outrageously high. For the time being, the Lu Clan should be unable to produce another Quasi-Emperor-level ancestor."

The Xuan Clan patriarch did not reveal the clan's conjecture about resurrection. After all, that was the Xuan Clan's ultimate objective, so naturally he would not lay everything bare to this group.

And there was some sense to what he said.

In their view, a heaven-defying method like resurrection could not possibly come without a price.

So they only had to hold Ancestor Dali up for the time being and strangle the Lu Clan in its cradle during the window when it was still unable to resurrect its next ancestor.

This was their only chance to destroy the Lu Clan.

Otherwise, if the Lu Clan were allowed to continue developing like this, sooner or later the entire Cangxuan Continent would belong to them.

It had to be said that the Xuan Clan was worthy of being one of the ancient clans.

There was nothing wrong with either their knowledge or their reasoning. What they could not have imagined was that the Lu Clan's ancestors had not been resurrected.

Meanwhile, inside the Lu Clan's ancestral hall.

Ancestor Tianyan's eyes snapped open, a glint flashing through them. He looked up at the sky and immediately sensed something.

"This is bad!"

Even he had a day when he miscalculated.

He had now sensed the formidable visitors outside the Lu Clan. Clearly, someone among them was far above him and had obscured the secrets of heaven, preventing him from noticing them in advance.

With Ancestor Dali away from the clan, the Lu Clan was no match for these enemies.

Should he urgently summon Ancestor Dali back to the clan?

No, it was probably too late. Even with the sect-protecting array, it clearly could not stop an existence above the Saint King level.

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through Ancestor Tianyan's mind. Finally, he turned his gaze to the incense burner on the table beside him.

The Ancestral Land.

For now, he could only pray that the next ancestor would be strong enough to drive off the attackers and help the clan through this crisis.

Ancestor Tianyan then abandoned the idea of informing Ancestor Dali and instead called out to the Ancestral Land from within the ancestral hall.

To his surprise, after he had called out for only a short while, the Ancestral Land actually responded.

Thin streams of bizarre scarlet blood suddenly seeped slowly out of the incense burner, flowing across the table and onto the floor.

Ancestor Tianyan froze at the sight.

The blood undoubtedly belonged to his Lu Clan's bloodline. What he could not understand was why a tableful of blood had flowed out before the ancestor about to awaken had even emerged.

Could he have been gravely injured when he entered the Ancestral Land back then?

Ancestor Tianyan immediately tried to divine some information about the ancestor who was about to emerge, but in the next moment, two streams of bloody tears suddenly flowed from his eyes.

Backlash!

This ancestor was anything but ordinary.

At that thought, Ancestor Tianyan immediately felt reassured.

Boom!

Just then, an enormous fluctuation erupted outside the Lu Clan.

The clan-protecting array that covered all of Qiyun Mountain suddenly activated, but enormous cracks had already appeared across it.

Outside the Lu Clan, a vast crowd of figures had already surrounded the entire clan, their bearing menacing.

The person leading them was a terrifying existence above the Saint King level.

The clansmen had grown somewhat numb. Someone had come knocking at their door yet again.

Some clansmen merely glanced up at the sky before continuing with what they were doing.

The younger clansmen paid it no mind either, continuing to cultivate diligently and revitalize the clan.

The Lu Clan's upper echelon, however, hurriedly gathered together.

In the ancestral hall, Lu Qingshan, the Lu Clan patriarch, rushed inside. He immediately widened his eyes: for some reason, a strong stench of blood filled the hall.

There was also a pool of bizarre blood on the floor.

Lu Qingshan was about to ask what had happened when three Lu Clan elders rushed into the ancestral hall close behind him.

"Hm? What's going on here?"

Seeing blood flowing through the ancestral hall, all three elders turned pale with shock. Someone had actually dared to commit violence inside the ancestral hall.

At that moment, Ancestor Tianyan spoke. "Another ancestor is about to awaken."