Is that so Just the Ancient Qin Family

Shen Suning looked at Qin Hao's bewildered eyes, her heart clenching. She had never seen him like this before—lost and helpless, like a stray child standing at a crossroads, not knowing which way to turn.

She stepped forward and gently held the hand in which Qin Hao was clutching the crushed stones. One by one, she pried his fingers open. The gravel fell to the ground, leaving a deep gash in his palm.

But Qin Hao's regenerative abilities were incredibly strong. Even without any treatment, the wound healed at a visible rate.

"Hao Hao, everything will be alright. Sister Ruyan is a Ninth-Eternity Immortal Emperor, an existence capable of slaughtering her way through the Foreign Realm all on her own. She has lived for nine lifetimes, and in every single one, she fought for the Three Realms and Nine Heavens."

"Therefore, what you need to do is not wallow in confusion here, but to grow stronger—strong enough to bear the truth. When that time comes, you will naturally see her again."

Using all his strength, Qin Hao forced a smile. "Thank you, Suning. Let it be. Since she isn't here, let's go. You are right. What I need to do isn't to stay here wallowing in self-pity, but to become stronger! Strong enough to stand by her side and face that unknown, powerful entity together with her."

Qin Hao led the three of them away from this Ancient Immortal Battlefield. As they departed, the corpses of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens behind them were still fighting.

The moment Qin Hao stepped out of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, his pupils suddenly shrank. Within a golden radiance, a figure was striding toward him.

Qin Wuya was clad in black battle armor. The armor was mottled with endless blade and sword marks, each scar narrating the harrowing battles he had endured.

"Father!" Qin Hao called out. His gaze then moved past Qin Wuya to see the various ancestors of the Qin family behind him. "Ancestors! You've all returned!"

The Fifth Ancestor of the Qin family stood among the group, resting his arm around Lin Bei's shoulder. "You old fogeys, how about that? This time, it's all thanks to my precious disciple, isn't it? Without my precious disciple, could you have made it back so smoothly?"

The First Ancestor coldly snorted, "Returning is only temporary. Sooner or later, I will slaughter my way back!"

The Fifth Ancestor also dropped his smile. "Damn it, it's a pity about Old Thirteen and Old Nine. Just wait, we will definitely fight our way back and retrieve their corpses."

Qin Hao froze for a moment, then looked at Qin Wuya. Qin Wuya gently shook his head. "There were simply too many of them on the other side. They even had over a dozen Immortal Emperors who had mastered complete Great Daos. Even wielding two Supreme Dao Weapons, I couldn't protect everyone."

As he spoke, Qin Wuya returned the Time Divine Saber to Qin Hao.

"During the time we were trapped in the Foreign Realm, nothing happened at home, right?"

Upon hearing this, before Qin Hao could even open his mouth, Ah Long and Ah Hu immediately jumped out.

Ah Long dropped to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down his face. Ah Hu, also sobbing and wiping his snot, knelt before Qin Wuya.

"Ancestors, you've finally returned! During the time you were gone, we suffered so much!!!"

"Ancestors, you have no idea. While you were away, everyone came to bully us!"

Kneeling on the ground, the two chimed in one after another, recounting the crimes of the Qi family.

"The Qi family! Ranked dead last among all the Desolate Ancient Families, seeing that our Qin family had no one guarding it, they actually dispatched an expert like Qi Yu to rob our Qin family's belongings."

"They slaughtered our people! The two stone beasts guarding the gate... Fifth Ancestor, those two stone beasts were personally hatched by you when you were a child! How many tens of thousands of years did they guard our Qin family? They were killed! Ruthlessly murdered by the Qi family!"

The faces of the Qin family ancestors darkened. Qin Wuya clenched his fists so hard they cracked, his knuckles turning white and veins bulging.

They had just barely escaped the siege of a group of Immortal Emperors in the Foreign Realm and were already feeling thoroughly stifled. Yet, the moment they returned, they were greeted with this news.

"The Qi family!" Qin Wuya muttered these words, his voice terrifyingly calm. Those who knew him understood that the calmer Qin Wuya appeared, the more furious he was. This kind of rage didn't need roaring or shouting; a single name was enough.

"What else?"

"Only the Qi family was blind enough to try. It was all thanks to the help of the Jiang family and the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, otherwise the Emperor's Son would have died at the hands of the Qi family!"

Qin Wuya's eyelids twitched. This Qi family had truly eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard! He only had this one precious son!

"The Qi family. What a fine Qi family! Taking advantage of our absence to bully our clansmen, slaughter our spirit beasts, rob our secret realms, and tear down our estates! Gentlemen, do you still have the strength for one more battle?"

The First Ancestor looked around and asked loudly.

"Let's kill those sons of bitches!" the Fifth Ancestor was the first to roar, his voice booming like thunder. The two stone beasts he had hatched since childhood! Over the long years, he had long treated those two stone beasts as his own family. Now that they had been killed, how could he possibly accept it?

"Let's slaughter our way over!"

These Qin family ancestors returning from the Foreign Realm were all bathed in blood, their battle armor shattered, and some were even still dripping blood. Yet, when the First Ancestor asked if they had the strength for one more fight, not a single one backed down.

Some remained silent, some cursed aloud, and others sneered repeatedly. Are you kidding? It had always been the Qin family bullying others; since when was it someone else's turn to bully their Qin family?

"Annihilate the Qi family!"

"Avenge the stone beasts!"

"Avenge Old Nine and Old Thirteen!"

Standing to the side, Qin Hao was utterly dumbfounded. Wait, the Ninth Ancestor and Thirteenth Ancestor? There's no need to pin that debt on the Qi family's head, right? Is the Qi family even worthy?

The auras of the Qin family ancestors soared into the sky, carrying boundless killing intent and monstrous fury. The entire sky of the Primordial Heaven darkened because of this monstrous killing intent, and the spiritual energy became completely chaotic under the oppressive pressure.

Those reclusive old monsters sent out their divine senses one after another to investigate the situation here.

"It's that group of ancestors from the Qin family! They've escaped from the Foreign Realm!"

"This killing intent... Who are they going to kill?"

"That direction... It's the Qi family! They want to annihilate the Qi family? Oh boy, the Qi family is totally finished now."

The news sprouted wings and spread throughout the entire Primordial Heaven at an astonishing speed. Many factions along the way, terrified that the Qin family might annihilate them in a fit of displeasure, hurriedly closed their mountain gates and activated their mountain-protecting grand arrays, wishing they could bury themselves deep underground.

......

Primordial Heaven, Desolate Ancient Qi Family

"Ancestor! Bad news!" A Qi family Emperor's Son stumbled into the great hall, his face deathly pale and his voice trembling. "The Qin family... the people from the Qin family are here! There are so many of them! The one leading them is the Qin Family Head, Qin Wuya, and there are also... also many Qin family ancestors."

"Boom!!!"

Hearing this, Qi Tianhong stood up so abruptly that he knocked his chair over. "They escaped? So quickly? What the hell are those people in the Foreign Realm doing? They can't even handle a mere Desolate Ancient Qin Family?"

"Is that so? A mere Desolate Ancient Qin Family? How about you give it a try?" A chilling voice filled with murderous intent rang out from the sky above.

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