Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1903 Chapter 510: Ten Thousand Clans Await, Reverse Order Challenge (Part 3)
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Clans annihilated? Merely the lingering heirs remaining?
This suggests that a great number of those present have become the dying sparks of their ancestral lines!
"Impossible!"
"What on earth could have caused this?"
"I refuse to accept it; our lineage isn't located in the Eastern Domain, so how did it perish in the Western Regions? Unless rival families exploited the chaos..."
Countless individuals expressed disbelief, struggling to swallow the Immortal Immortal Emperor's declaration and rejecting this harsh truth.
"Ever since the catastrophe struck, inter-clan conflicts halted. The sole cause of destruction stems from the assault by Ancient Demons!"
Observing the ashen countenances of the Immortal Kings, the Immortal Immortal Emperor declared icily, "Following the collapse of the Eastern Domain, these Ancient Demons have ravaged every territory. The chaos beyond these walls exceeds your wildest fears! That's precisely why we accelerated the True Kings' selection; the Ten Thousand Clans can no longer afford to delay!"
His statement left many gasping for air, while others stared blankly, and some revealed fury and savagery in their eyes.
Sweeping her gaze across the assembly, the Star Empress uttered coldly, "Enough procrastination; the reverse challenges commence immediately. Who steps up first? Or perhaps a few of you will join forces?"
"You may challenge anyone who hasn't yet engaged in a reverse bout, provided they agree. Start now!"
Li Hao and Shi Miao were among the twenty, all wearing solemn looks.
The reactions from the onlookers were evident to them. Reaching the top twenty undoubtedly marked them as scions of prominent clans. Even though their own houses endured, the widespread grief around them underscored the dire state of affairs in the outside world.
"I'll take the lead."
Shi Miao spoke sparingly yet acted resolutely, showing softness solely to Li Hao and straightforwardness to everyone else.
In a blur of motion, she advanced, soaring onto a combat arena, "Those positioned higher than me, kindly join me here."
Luo Ningshuang's expression shifted at these words, yet she refrained from dodging Shi Miao's provocative bid. She understood that the opponent's reincarnated Quasi-Emperor prowess guaranteed a spot among the True Kings; it was merely a question of ranking.
This clash offered her prime opportunity to measure herself against a rival of comparable realm strength.
She yearned to uncover why, at the same Immortal King Great Perfection level, their fighting abilities varied so drastically; she had to pinpoint her shortcomings!
"Very well, Luo Ningshuang of the Luo Clan accepts your challenge!"
Luo Ningshuang vanished in a flash, her robes billowing as she rose to the platform.
Through a linking vortex, the Ten Thousand Clans witnessed the events transpiring within the Heaven Tower.
The failure of their designated successors to claim the ultimate nominations stirred undisguised regret and sighs among them.
Such an outcome implied that their clan's full might would fall under the sway of more dominant houses, and should it land with longtime foes among the major clans, they were doomed to serve as mere expendables.
Hence, every clan desperately urged their representatives to strive utmost, yet the foundational disparities proved insurmountable. Though this duel pitted one against another, the vast resources poured into cultivation by mighty lineages ensured a more profound and unyielding base, bolstered by their enduring legacy!
"Huang Hualong from our clan failed to advance to the selection; how can this be? He's our lineage's premier prodigy in over a hundred thousand years!"
"Yu Xifeng of Feather Mountain, unbeatable in his tier, wasn't even granted a shot at the arena? Is this truly impartial from the Ten Emperors?"
"Why does a seventh-rank Immortal King Realm appear on that roster? No meddling involved?"
"Our clan's supreme prodigy, an ancestor lingering at Immortal King Great Perfection for thirty millennia, couldn't even vie for a place? What's that seventh-rank Immortal King doing in the mix!"
The Ten Thousand Clans, as spectators, buzzed with arguments and wails of sorrow.
Among the twenty contenders eligible for the trials, the Emperor Clan claimed three positions, showcasing the formidable reserves of the True Realm's premier house.
Thus, in essence, just around ten clans held sway over these twenty spots.
The remaining houses could merely watch, their warriors consigned to follow the lead of superior clans.
Though resentment burned within them, given the True Realm's ongoing peril, this arrangement represented the optimal path; defying the coalition would isolate them against the full brunt of the Ancient Demons, hastening their doom, and in utter extinction, no other houses would shelter their fugitive kin!
Yet modern pacts have evolved, with the Emperors vowing to safeguard every clan's surviving embers, no matter the calamity's toll.
Only if the entire True Realm's Ten Thousand Races face total erasure would survivors cease to exist.
"It's the Luo Clan, whispered to harbor ties with the Chaos Ancient Clan; an venerable powerhouse, not of the Ten Clans yet remarkably potent."
"Watch how this fight plays out. To earn True King status, facing a hundred foes at one's level seems the bare minimum, no?"
While clans persisted in heated discussions laced with grief and invectives, the impending showdown drew their undivided attention.
"Our time is short; expect no mercy from me."
By now, the arena's shield had activated fully. Shi Miao murmured softly.
No one else leaped into challenges right away, instead riveting their focus on Shi Miao's confrontation.
Everyone recognized her strength sufficed to claim a True King's throne; as a formidable foe, they sought to gauge the divide between her capabilities and their own.
"For the sake of the Ten Thousand Clans and all sentient life, a quick resolution is fitting; I'll dispense with pleasantries too."
Luo Ningshuang's eyes narrowed, her response ringing firm and low.
With those words, she freely tapped into the Ancestor Emperor Power surging through her veins!
As the Ancestor Emperor Power surged forth, an immense, regal Emperor Dao presence radiated from her core.
In her wake loomed the hazy form of a colossal Emperor, as though bridging from antiquity to survey the lowly Mortal World with disdain.
This display of power silenced the watching clans momentarily, with many beholding it in outright dread.