Dig Up Their Ancestors' Graves: You Take the Left, I Take the Right, Half Each

"This..."

Within the grand formation, Liu Duanyuan's lips twitched.

Even if you don't want to think about this possibility, after so much time has passed, you have no choice but to face it.

It seems that the Emperor Ancestor is not still preparing to make a move, but has already left.

"Ancestor."

Liu Xun looked over and took a deep breath:

"What is the Emperor's Ancestral Emperor doing?"

Liu Duanyuan glanced at Liu Xun, but did not answer. Instead, he said:

Do you already have the answer in your heart?

Liu Xun remained silent.

As expected of the ancestor, he saw through my thoughts in an instant.

"But why?"

Liu Xun's face was full of confusion.

Although he had lived for so many years, this was the first time the Emperor Ancestor had ever seen anything like this, and he had never seen the Emperor Ancestor do this before.

Liu Duanyuan gently shook his head:

"Perhaps we are ultimately too far removed from his era."

The special affection between grandparents and grandchildren eventually comes to an end.

"But we have an imperial prince here." Liu Xun helplessly.

"The Emperor Ancestor..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Duanyuan interrupted him:

"If the Emperor Ancestor has another son, the chances of him being an imperial prince are extremely high. If the imperial prince has another son, there might even be an imperial grandson. His Tianming is indeed extraordinary, but I'm afraid that's only relative to us."

Liu Xun finally let out a soft sigh:

"So what do we do now?"

Liu Duanyuan remained silent.

To be honest, the current situation is quite tricky.

Unless some of the elders sacrifice their own safety and stop the powerful figures of the Mystic Yang Realm at all costs, there might still be a chance for this side to leave.

His Liu Clan has some foundation, but nowadays, a clan against a realm is still inferior.

The two were talking inside the formation.

Outside the formation, the faces of all the Liu Clan elders were rather grim.

They are not afraid of having no hope. They have encountered many hopeless situations in their cultivation journey to this point. By fighting desperately, they can always hope to gain a glimmer of hope.

But I'm afraid of being given hope only to be disappointed.

The difference is too big!

One moment the Emperor Ancestor had intimidated everyone, and the next, he was gone, and his backer had collapsed.

What's even more frustrating is that, looking back now, the moment Emperor Ancestor appeared was precisely the most opportune time for Tianming and the others to leave.

Right now...

"It seems we need to have a serious talk with the Liu Clan."

At this moment, Zhu Sheng, one of the three strongest people in the Mystic Yang Realm who had spoken first, glanced at the Liu Clan patriarch on the field.

"Originally, I was only quite interested in your Liu Tianming, but now that you are Chen Luandao's juniors, I can't let you off the hook."

As soon as the words fell, the Zhu Clan experts from the Mystic Yang Realm all spoke up:

"Kill!"

In an instant, the overwhelming momentum sent chills down the spines of the exhausted Misty Clear Realm experts in the distance.

"There's probably some misunderstanding here."

A powerful member of the Liu Clan spoke up:

"We are from the Liu Clan, and his surname is Chen. There is absolutely no connection between us."

Upon hearing this, Liu Wujiang looked at Zhu Sheng:

"This incense was merely something I picked up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other one of the three smiled and looked at Zhu Sheng:

Do you believe it?

I believe you.

Zhu Sheng nodded and smiled;

"Therefore, in order to resolve this misunderstanding, your Liu Clan needs to show some sincerity."

As he spoke, he pointed to the location of the Liu Clan's formation:

"Hand over Liu Tianming, and then we'll talk."

"Don't even think about it!"

Liu Zhong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly let out a cold snort:

"How dare you lay a finger on my imperial son!"

"We swear to defend the Emperor's son to the death!"

These words, though powerful, were only directed at himself and did not sway any of the other Liu Clan elders.

On the contrary, the hot-tempered Liu Clan patriarch raised his hand and slashed with his sword, cursing loudly:

"Fuck you, now you know how to act?!"

If Liu Zhong hadn't suddenly destroyed the entrance, how could things have turned out this way?

They all know what's going on when they say these things now.

They seem to be on the side of the Liu Clan, but in reality they are pushing the Liu Clan into a fire pit.

After the Emperor left, their momentum actually began to decline.

"What's the point of talking to them?"

The powerful figure from the Shen Clan spoke, his interest waning:

"You two have already wasted even this much effort, and you're worried about wasting a little more?"

"If you're going to do it, do it quickly. Our Shen Clan's ancestral emperor swore an oath to desecrate Chen Luandao's ancestral grave. Now that we've found it, it's our duty as his descendants to do so."

As soon as he finished speaking, a smile appeared on Zhu Sheng's face:

"That's quite a coincidence; our clan's ancestral emperor also spoke of the matter of scattering bones to ashes."

"How should it be divided? Are we even going to argue about it?"

"The goal has been achieved; the form is unimportant." The powerful figure from the Shen Clan said, waving his hand to produce a long file.

"Half for each of us, we'll go left, you go right."

"Okay." Zhu Sheng nodded.

The two spoke casually, but the elder of the Liu Clan had a grim expression.

Before the matter was even settled, the two sides were already discussing dividing up their Liu Clan's ancestral graves.

The Liu Clan has lived in the Misty Clear Realm for so many years, when have they ever suffered such humiliation?!

In an instant, a surge of anger arose in the hearts of several Liu Clan elders.

The Emperor Ancestor disregarded the Liu Clan, but they will never act like him.

Let Tianming take its course.

As Chen Qiuwen spoke, he walked to the very front of the formation, looking calmly at the three powerful figures from the Mystic Yang Realm:

"I will hold them off at all costs, even if it means death."

There were no grand pronouncements, nor any hint of soaring ambition.

It was as if they were talking about a trivial matter.

It was precisely this nonchalant demeanor that, in the eyes and ears of the crowd, moved countless Liu Clan.

"Liu Kuang!"

Another elder of the Liu Clan spoke up:

"You..."

He had barely begun to speak when he couldn't continue.

The current situation is indeed critical, and he knows in his heart that it is almost impossible for everyone to leave unscathed.

There will always be someone, and someone has to take on more responsibility, in order to strive for more possibilities.

One person isn't enough.

Another elder of the Liu Clan sighed, walked to Chen Qiuwen's side, and said:

I'll go with you.

Chen Qiuwen glanced at the other person, nodded, and then said:

"Stand back, we're blocking, not blocking."

At this moment, another elder of the Liu Clan spoke up and stepped forward.

Within the formation.

Seeing the Liu Clan ancestors emerge fearlessly, the entire Liu Clan was deeply moved, tears welling in their eyes, and heartbroken.

"Having such an ancestor is truly a blessing for our Liu Clan."

"Ancestor, Ancestor!"

"Damn it, how can the power of the Mystic Yang Realm be so strong? I can't sense anything, so why do they also have an Emperor Ancestor?"

All eyes were fixed on the several patriarchs who had emerged, trying to etch their faces and images into their minds.

Liu Xun sighed softly, watching Chen Qiuwen figure.

If this time we can turn danger into safety, if the ancestor fails to return this time, he will definitely erect a hundred-foot statue for this Liu Kuang ancestor.

Those who dare to be pioneers deserve to be praised for generations to come!