Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1107 - 1091: Peng Clan’s Killing Intent, Protector of the Dao Elder!

Chapter 1107: Chapter 1091: Peng Clan’s Killing Intent, Protector of the Dao Elder!

The silvery-white orb was no larger than a fist, but in Xiao Chen’s eyes, it encompassed countless spaces undergoing destruction and rebirth, some whirling into boundless space storms, others collapsing and regenerating anew.

Within the silver orb, the universe converged; within its small confines, it yet resembled a vast world.

The profound mysteries of space were mesmerizing!

Space is the carrier of all beings, much like the Wilderness, a breeding ground for endless lives. Even the Small Worlds opened by the Hundred Clans were dependent on the space of the Wilderness to exist.

The other Small Worlds were also spaces. The power of space was omnipresent but tricky to fathom.

Xiao Chen’s eyes had already turned silvery-white, and deep in his pupils, space was being destroyed; at this moment, he clearly captured the trajectories of the profound mysteries of space.

From the outside, it appeared as a derivation and annihilation of space, but at its ultimate core was the crunching and reassembling of space’s profound mysteries.

In his pupils, silvery-white phantasms kept flickering, and the essence of space flowed through his mind as he grasped the chance to comprehend.

All Heavens and Myriads of Realms.

This is a collective term starting with the Human Realm’s Wilderness, which, being immensely vast, is divided into five parts. The Small Worlds of the Hundred Clans thus depend on the space of the Wilderness to exist behind its World Barriers.

The Small Worlds of the clans are not adjacent; they are scattered across the Wilderness, some being extremely distant from others.

For example, the Saint Clan, whose Small World is close to the Eastern Wasteland of the Human Realm and particularly near Central Earth of the Human Realm, making Central Earth where the Saint Clan appears most densely, whereas the Flame Clan is located in the Southern Border of the Human Realm.

This time, it was merely due to a great war in the Eastern Wasteland that the Hundred Clans’ faction came out in large numbers, aiming to open a second battlefield.

Demon Realm.

There lies a Peng Tomb, the habitat of the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan. From high above, the entire Peng Tomb resembles a Golden Winged Dapeng eager to soar into the sky, stretching across millions of miles.

News of the fall of the Saint Son of Dapeng quickly spread within the Peng Tomb. Speaking of which, this generation’s Gold Wing Dapeng Bright King had once had a brief encounter with Xiao Chen, who was pursued after leaving the Desolate God Divine Mansion.

In the Great Hall, a man in a golden robe stood with his back to the room, his slightly open eyes emitting a fearsome killing intent.

"I never expected that an ant could truly turn the heavens upside down, it is a pity that back then, only a king’s avatar descended during my retreat."

The golden eyes exploded with murderous intent, the fierce golden light like two sharp swords, striking the ground, unknown of what divine material it was made from, creating two large holes.

If Xiao Chen had heard this, he surely would have cried out in sheer luck as the figure that made him flee in disgrace in the Virtual Void Small World was just a king’s avatar.

Suddenly, another figure in dark gold entered the hall and bowed to the Gold Wing Dapeng Bright King.

"Bright King, I know not why you have summoned me."

The newcomer was clad completely in dark gold, his hair also golden, but the energy around him was incredibly concealed.

The Gold Wing Dapeng Bright King could be said to be the patriarch of the Peng Clan, commanding the entire clan, with all other king-like figures respecting him.

"Wanpeng was slain by a human."

The Gold Wing Dapeng Bright King did not delay and immediately spoke out.

What!

The golden youth showed shock, disbelief clear in his eyes, as if he had misheard.

"Could it be that an old man from the Human Race made a move?" The youth’s eyes emitted a gleam of murderous intent.

"No, it was a God Marquis of the Human Race."

On hearing this, the golden youth couldn’t help but be puzzled. Wanpeng was a prince of the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan with empyrean blood flowing through him, his combat power ranking among the top in All Heavens and Myriads of Realms. Someone of his generation had actually managed to behead him.

"To kill my Peng Clan’s holy son, a price must be paid. You go and bring this human God Marquis back, and also retrieve the empyrean blood of Wanpeng—it must not fall into outsider’s hands!" quickly instructed the Gold Wing Dapeng Bright King.

"Understood."

The golden youth didn’t hesitate at all, agreeing immediately. The empyrean blood of Wanpeng was extremely precious to the Dapeng Clan.

As long as they could retrieve the empyrean blood, the Dapeng Clan would be able to raise another descendant—maybe not comparable to Wanpeng, but with the addition of the empyrean blood, it wasn’t impossible for them to reach the levels of its original owner.

Above the Peng Tomb, a massive pair of dark golden wings unfolded, a mere flap stirring up endless gales.

At the same time in All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, a kill order targeting all worlds was issued!

The mission was singular: to slay the human God Marquis Xiao Chen.

The first emblem printed on this kill order was filled with skies of thunder—the Thunder Giant Clan!

It wasn’t long before the seal on the kill order accumulated dozens of marks— the Royal Beast Race, Jade Clan, Bone Race, Blood Clan, Star Clan, Spirit Clan.

Every race, one Conquest Seal!

Divine Marquis Palace.

The God King sitting in the Netherworld didn’t mean that the God King was in seclusion and would not come out.

Within the palace marked with all the God Marquis Seals, the Thunderbolt Divine Marquis put away his wildness and exited the Great Hall very respectfully.

Among the Divine Marquis Jade Monuments, an ancient figure with clouded eyes looked at a Divine Marquis stele emitting a crystalline divine brilliance, where an ancient Desolate Character appeared faintly visible.

The elder was none other than the Sun-slaying God King, the master of the Divine Marquis Palace.

"Forbidden combat power fused with Eight Fundamental Laws, the method of Cultivating Divinity is indeed profound. The path ahead is arduous but not devoid of life. I wonder if integrating the last law could take that final step."

"Forbidden combat power, it has been nearly a hundred thousand years since it last appeared in the Eastern Wasteland Land. The last occurrence was the Eastern Emperor himself, and forbidden combat power, a chance to ascend to kingship."

A trace of reminiscence appeared in the eyes of the Sun-slaying God King, mixed with some sighs.

However, the next moment, the trace of reminiscence disappeared without a trace, replaced by a sense of battle.

"What a Hundred Realms Kill Order, it seems that those long-lived old things of the Hundred Clans are not simple at all. Fusing myriad paths seems like a dead end, but it’s not hopeless, especially those fools who attempt to create gods. But we humans are not so easily bullied, creating gods, huh? My humans are not..."

Shortly after, the voice of the Sun-slaying God King turned grave, his gaze shifted deep into the Great Hall, and then he spoke again, "Old Blind Man, those mixed breeds of the Hundred Clans have already bullied their way to our doorstep. The Divine Marquis Palace has finally produced an interesting youngster; how can he be unguarded?"

In the darkness, another ancient figure appeared, holding a bronze lamp with a weak flame flickering inside it, as if guiding the way.

The feeble flame seemed like it might extinguish at the next moment, but it continued to burn strongly, emitting a faint divine brilliance.

"Old Blind Man, you have pretended to be blind all your life. Are you really going to keep it up?" Seeing the appearance of the newcomer, the Sun-slaying God King curse unreservedly.

The newcomer lifted his face, his eyes though cloudy, were spirited with no sign of blindness, and he didn’t seem to mind the Sun-slaying God King’s teasing laughter.

"It’s no wonder the foreign races are so rampant. Our Divine Marquis Palace has declined over the years and hasn’t gone on conquests across the Heavens for a long time."

"Indeed."

A single sentence evoked the memories of the two elders, but without waiting for the Sun-slaying God King to speak, the Old Blind Man spoke again, "Old pal, you should order those juniors who are silent in the Netherworld Small World to come out and move around!"

As he spoke, the gaze of the Old Blind Man seemed to pierce through the Void, reaching into the depths of the Netherworld Small World, where there were extremely faint traces of life force appearing and disappearing.

"These youngsters have been secretly cultivating over the years but are also living off old reserves. It’s been too long since they were titled as Divine Marquis; they should move around a bit."

"You say, each one being a king of the Supreme Realm, the fortunes they carry only titled as Divine Marquis, they should be striving to solidify their reputation. It’s such a disgrace to our Divine Marquis Palace!"

Saying this, the Old Blind Man angrily pointed deep into the Netherworld.

Rising to kingship is easy, but sealing as a God King is difficult!

For those titled as Divine Marquis, perhaps advanced to kingship, but whose titled fortunes were still stuck at the realm of Divine Marquis, naturally, there were those among the hundred and eighty-nine Divine Marquises in the palace who had advanced to the Supreme realms.

"Alright, you are the palace master, Old Blind Man. I’m just making a suggestion. Whether you take it or not is your business. I’m off to aid that youngster lest he gets beheaded by the Hundred Clans before he even makes a name in the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms."

The Old Blind Man picked up his bronze lamp and walked out of the hall. Upon crossing the palace gate, the flame in the bronze lamp suddenly ignited, emitting Green Color smoke, which then turned into a cloud, lifting the Old Blind Man and directly breaking through the barrier of the Small World, disappearing without a trace.

The Mountain River Seal Small World, the Chaos shattered land.

Xiao Chen was enveloped by countless Space Turbulence fractures, in front of him was a silver-white sphere continually revolving, while he himself had become a bloodied figure.

The endless fragments of space sliced him, causing blood droplets to spurt. This pain was self-inflicted by Xiao Chen, who did not use his War Body at all, letting space tear his flesh.

Thus, the force of space continuously infiltrated his flesh, giving him the most direct sensation.

On the other hand, he was continuously refining the spatial inheritance essence of the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan, working in tandem. His understanding of Space Profound Mystery had already surpassed the realm of great achievement, advancing towards perfection.

In his heart flowed the profound mysteries of space. It must be said that the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan’s inheritance of the Space Bloodline was formidable, and could even be described as a defiance of the heavens.

Had this sphere of spatial inheritance been refined by other members of the Dapeng Clan, their comprehension of the Law of Space would have easily surged.

Although Xiao Chen was not of the Dapeng Clan and had not completely refined it, it still had multiplied the speed at which he understood the Space Profound Mystery by tens of times.

A silver-white path appeared in front of Xiao Chen, crystalline and transparent, yet somewhat ethereal and intermittent, constantly being destroyed and born anew.

"Space, Space Everywhere, all around, momentarily and instantaneously, formless and intangible, is for Space."

Whoom!

Accompanied by Xiao Chen’s shout, the silver-white path instantly solidified, crystal clear, emitting a smooth aura!

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