The First Battle of the Ancient Clan

A group of men and women, young and old, looked nervously at the outside world.

Especially when they saw the high-rise buildings of Kunlun City, as well as the surrounding roads and overpasses.

Old men who had lived for two or three hundred years, and even the youths.

Could not help but tear up in excitement.

"We are finally out!"

"Is this the world in Mr. Bowen's eyes?"

"Indeed, the houses and even the roads of the outside world are so spectacular!"

"It's just that the air outside is so turbid."

"I want to drive an excavator! I want to drive a train!"

...

For a time, the scene was bustling with noise and excitement.

However, Gu Yang, the strongest expert of the Ancient Clan, narrowed his eyes and stared in the direction of the distant Kunlun Sanatorium.

"To think that we would encounter a Martial Sage of the outside world right after coming out."

"Let this old man test his strength."

In an instant, over three hundred Martial Sages headed straight for the Kunlun Sanatorium.

Feeling the tyrannical, sky-soaring blood qi of those three hundred-plus Martial Sages rushing toward him.

Dugu Sword Demon knew he had been discovered by experts, so he no longer hid his aura.

He immediately unleashed his strength at the peak of the Martial Sage realm.

Instantly, his blood qi surged like a rainbow, piercing straight into the clouds.

The domineering blood qi cultivation of a Martial Sage was fully displayed.

Sensing Dugu Sword Demon's aura, the people of the Ancient Clan immediately began to discuss.

"He's actually a peak Martial Sage!"

"It seems the outside world isn't that unbearable after all!"

"Mr. Bowen once said there are a total of six Martial Sages outside."

"Three of them are our people, but none of them can be trusted. It's best to kill them all."

"This person has a lot of guts. He actually didn't run away in fear after sensing our cultivation."

...

The group of Martial Sages chatted as they walked, and in the blink of an eye, they closed in on the Kunlun Sanatorium.

Dugu Sword Demon was already prepared to flee at any moment.

But before running away.

He wanted to see these people with his own eyes.

Preferably, he wanted to discern their purpose and their attitude toward Great Xia.

The moment the two sides approached each other.

Gu Yang, the strongest of the Ancient Clan, unfurled his martial arts domain.

He said flatly,

"Let this old man meet him first; the rest of you hold the line for me!"

The crowd of the Ancient Clan all watched with curiosity.

Several of them were also itching for a fight, wanting to test the strength of a Martial Sage from the outside world.

They had only heard Zhang Bowen mention it.

In the capital of Great Xia, there was a Half-Step Martial God.

The other Martial Sages were nothing to fear.

"I am Gu Yang of the Kunlun Ancient Clan, here to exchange pointers with you."

"We shall determine not only the victor, but also life and death!"

Gu Yang stared confidently at Dugu Sword Demon.

At this moment, his body was entirely crimson, like a rising sun.

Behind him hovered nine blazing suns.

His pair of palms were like red-hot branding irons.

Dugu Sword Demon furrowed his brows tightly.

With just one sentence from Gu Yang.

He knew that the Ancient Clan came with ill intentions.

He didn't ask why.

Nor did he announce his own name.

Instead, he asked coldly,

"Where is Chen Feng?"

These words immediately caused the Ancient Clan members present to reveal looks of hatred.

The tragic death of the old clan leader was still vivid in their minds.

In the end, not even his corpse remained.

They wished they could slice Chen Feng into a thousand pieces.

For Chen Feng to be buried in the White Tiger Abyss was far too easy on the kid as far as they were concerned.

Gu Yang coldly snorted.

"Chen Feng has already died in the Kunlun Forbidden Ground, the White Tiger Abyss."

"What is your relationship with him?"

Dead!

Dugu Sword Demon felt a pang of regret in his heart.

He could tell that Chen Feng's relationship with the Kunlun Remnant Clan was not good.

Seeing the more than three hundred Martial Sages in front of him.

Dugu Sword Demon felt that it was quite normal for Chen Feng to die in the Kunlun Mountains.

Anyone in his place would have died.

It was just that his death was completely worthless.

If Chen Feng were alive, he would definitely have achieved great things in the future.

His accomplishments would certainly not be beneath his own.

He might even have caught up to Wei Qianqiu.

After all, he had personally watched Chen Feng comprehend the Unity of Heaven and Man realm with only peak Grandmaster cultivation, and even display combat power comparable to a Martial Venerable.

To think that such a monstrous genius had met a premature end in Kunlun.

Having gotten the answer he wanted.

Dugu Sword Demon stared at Gu Yang, and his entire figure was instantly enveloped in the phantom of a giant sword.

"Let's fight!"

Gu Yang said in surprise,

"Man and Sword as One, what a high realm!"

He was very clear that anyone from the outside world who could achieve the Unity of Heaven and Man was an absolute genius.

Because the lifespans of people in the outside world were limited.

But the Ancient Clan was different.

Relying on the advantage of the Ageless Ever-Spring Art, they could spend hundreds of years comprehending a single martial art.

To put it bluntly, most people of the Ancient Clan used an exceedingly long time to forcefully grind their way to the Unity of Heaven and Man.

However, Gu Yang himself was a genuine genius.

Not only had he cultivated a technique to the Unity of Heaven and Man within a century.

Now, he had even cultivated a second technique to the Unity of Heaven and Man.

Now that he had become a Martial Sage, even if Zhang Bowen were reborn, he would no longer be able to suppress his Unity of Heaven and Man by relying on multiple techniques.

After all, back when he was a top-tier martial artist, two techniques at the Unity of Heaven and Man simply could not exert their true power.

That was what led to him always being suppressed by Zhang Bowen.

Only upon reaching the Martial Sage realm could one barely display the true might of the Unity of Heaven and Man.

He believed that in today's world.

Absolutely no one could surpass his talent.

Of course, except for that Half-Step Martial God Zhang Bowen had mentioned.

Seeing that Dugu Sword Demon was ready, Gu Yang immediately shouted loudly,

"Let this old man's Fiery Pure Sun Palm experience your sword dao!"

He struck out with a palm.

A fiery red palm print, seemingly corporeal.

Kicked up rolling waves of heat as it slammed toward Dugu Sword Demon.

"Slash!"

A fierce shout rang out.

Sword qi swept across the sky, a hundred meters long, and ruthlessly chopped down.

Gu Yang was startled.

He hastily launched two more palm strikes.

Only then did he manage to block Dugu Sword Demon's sword strike.

He was secretly astonished.

"What formidable sword qi."

This time, he no longer held back.

The nine great suns behind him abruptly spun.

Gu Yang struck out with both palms simultaneously.

He continuously launched palm strikes, sending wave after wave of fiery red palm prints bombarding toward Dugu Sword Demon.

It was simple and brutal.

Having reached his realm, he was no longer confined to specific moves.

Simplifying the complex, every strike was the fastest, most accurate, and most ruthless attack.

In an instant, Dugu Sword Demon could only see a sea of fiery red palm prints before his eyes.

Dugu Sword Demon, who had long since reached the Swordless Realm.

After decades, once again drew his beloved sword that had not been used for a long time.

Because he knew that if he slipped up in this battle, it might be his last.

"Chunjun, it seems we won't be able to wait for the day we fight Wei Qianqiu."

An ancient bronze sword appeared in his hand.

Instantly, a crisp and drawn-out sword cry echoed across the battlefield.

The next moment, waves of sword qi swept out like a fierce gale.

Colliding with Gu Yang's palm prints.

"Good sword!"

"I didn't expect the outside world to have such a treasured sword passed down."

"I hope we don't ruin this sword when we kill him later."

"You don't even practice the sword, what are you worried about?"

"My grandson practices the sword!"

...

The crowd from the Ancient Clan chatted while watching the battle.

They didn't take Dugu Sword Demon seriously at all.

After all, their side had over three hundred Martial Sages. In their eyes, this Martial Sage of Great Xia before them was already a dead man.