Burning Incense to Summon the Emperor Clan!

Liu Clan.

Within the formation, the teleportation array that was about to form suddenly began to vibrate violently.

Brush.

A moment later, a flash of light appeared, and the teleportation array abruptly shut down.

"What happened?!"

Liu Xun frowned, looked outside, and a guess flashed through his mind:

"Could it be that Elder Liu Zhong has made his move again?"

This matter is of great importance, and therefore, sufficient preparations were made long before it even began to ensure that the risks of this trip were minimized.

As expected, the teleportation array below was destroyed before the formation was activated.

But,

As the saying goes, it's better to be prepared than not, they also have other means of transportation and destinations.

However, it has now been inexplicably destroyed again.

Once again, twice

Liu Xun also realized the problem.

On the Mystic Yang Realm side, they've probably made ample preparations as well!

"Why aren't you leaving yet?!"

At this moment, the voice of the Liu Clan's patriarch rang out from within the formation.

Liu Duanyuan stood guard beside Liu Tianming, his expression solemn, and said:

"This space is isolated. The Mystic Yang Realm's scale is even larger than we imagined."

Within this space, spatial-related methods remained unaffected.

However, anyone who attempted to leave this space using spatial means was blocked.

Like an impenetrable, thick city wall, it blocked every gap; the only way to leave was to forcefully break through.

As the coverage area increases, the power and ability required for such methods will increase dramatically at an alarming rate. Even the Liu Clan would find it difficult to achieve such a large-scale coverage.

To get back now, we must find a way to break through the power that is blocking this place.

Outside the formation, the expressions of the powerful members of the Liu Clan who learned of this news all turned somber.

"It seems the Mystic Yang Realm is determined not to let us leave!"

"We can't delay. Powerful figures from the Mystic Yang Realm are still appearing. If this continues, we'll be too busy to protect the formation and will be vulnerable to attacks. The formation definitely won't last long."

"Damn it, Liu Zhong, once this is over, I'm going to take a good look at this guy and see if his head is full of shit!"

The crowd was filled with worry, anxiety, and anger; none of them could remain calm.

The current situation is far too passive for them.

It feels like all the powerful figures from the entire Mystic Yang Realm have now come to their Liu Clan, making them the center of everyone's affections.

This favor is simply too much to bear.

"We can't hide it anymore. Where's the incense? Let's invite the Emperor Ancestor!" said the patriarch of the Liu Clan.

Immediately, some people hastily echoed:

"This incense hasn't been truly tested to see if it works; it can't be used as a last resort. The situation is critical enough; please come quickly!"

"Please!" came a crisp and clear voice.

The opinions were almost unanimous.

The current situation certainly cannot be delayed any longer.

Given their strength, unless an Emperor Realm expert arrives, it will be very difficult to pose a fatal threat to them.

But the key point is that the key to this matter does not lie with them, but with Liu Tianming within the formation.

Ultimately, they could not hold back the ever-growing number of powerful figures from the Mystic Yang Realm.

Moreover, the Liu Clan had already suffered a loss once before in the matter of burning incense to invite the ancestor.

At that moment, the Liu Clan patriarch, who was holding incense, temporarily stepped aside, took out the incense sticks, and lit them.

White smoke billowed out, drifting upwards before finally dissipating between heaven and earth.

"How?"

Just a moment later, a voice asked urgently.

"No response yet."

The old patriarch holding the incense spoke.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of several Liu Clan with Lin Yu's eyes darkened.

So, all this incense was ultimately just a disappointment?

At this moment, the incense-holding patriarch's pupils suddenly contracted, and the next instant, his expression froze.

About two breaths later, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.

"It's done! It's done!"

These simple words immediately shocked all the elders of the Liu Clan.

"Protect me. The Emperor Ancestor is currently in a very distant location and it will take him some time to arrive. Right now, you need my power to intimidate the villains."

After the incense-holding patriarch finished speaking, several other Liu Clan patriarchs nearby responded.

In an instant, these several Liu Clan elders spared no effort in their attacks, while simultaneously trying to get closer to the Liu Clan elder who held the incense.

At the same time.

The wisps of white smoke rising from the incense suddenly stopped ascending and instead flowed like water along the incense, reaching the hands of the old man holding the incense.

A moment later, a thin layer of white smoke surrounded the ancestor of the Liu Clan.

"Today, Liu Wujiang, I borrow the power of the Emperor Ancestor!"

The incense-holding patriarch let out a loud shout.

The sound resounded throughout the area, causing several powerful figures from the Mystic Yang Realm to pause in surprise.

"Ancestor Emperor? Does the Liu Clan still have an ancestor with such power?"

One person spoke up to ask, but no one responded.

However, almost simultaneously, the powerful figures from the Mystic Yang Realm headed straight for Liu Wujiang's location.

"Protect Liu Wujiang!"

The elders of the Liu Clan also reacted immediately.

With such an exciting event about to unfold, how could we allow the powerful figures of the Mystic Yang Realm to interrupt it?

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that, for a time, the Liu Clan ancestors suddenly seemed to break the balance and become stronger.

As the two sides vied for control.

Within Liu Wujiang's body, power surged wildly, but instead of erupting outwards, it all merged into the white smoke.

"Is this the power of the Emperor Realm?"

A short while later, a hint of strain appeared on Liu Wujiang's face.

Emperor Ancestor said that his appearance through borrowed power would consume some of his strength.

However, looking at it now, those "some" he mentioned are surprisingly astonishing to me.

Of course, it was difficult as it was.

Liu Wujiang felt mostly anticipation.

The more power the Emperor Ancestor needs, the stronger the Emperor Ancestor's territory becomes.

In this way, once the Emperor Ancestor makes his appearance, he will surely be able to intimidate these forces of the Mystic Yang Realm and resolve the current crisis.

I was just thinking about it.

Suddenly, the white smoke dissipated.

Liu Wujiang was slightly taken aback.

The next moment.

A figure suddenly appeared in this world.

His appearance was aged, and he wore a bamboo hat. Although his hair and beard were white, his eyes were still sharp like an eagle's, making people afraid to look directly at him.

Boom!

An aura unlike any other in the area suddenly enveloped him from all directions.

"Who dares to harm my junior?"

An aged voice slowly rose and resonated in everyone's ears.

What was a fierce battle suddenly seemed to be paused, and wherever the sound reached, people stopped fighting, either voluntarily or involuntarily.

At the same time, almost everyone present couldn't help but look towards the figure who was speaking.

Although it was just a simple sentence, the aura it evoked made them feel as if they were back in a time when they were powerless and faced the gaze of a savage beast, filling their hearts with a deep sense of fear.

At this moment, life and death seemed to be entirely in this man's hands.