I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 654 654: Chu Feng: You Three—Do You Take Me for Nothing?

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came from the Qilin Ancestor: "Both of you ancient relics showed up. If I hadn't arrived, wouldn't you have figured I was gone for good?"

With the Qilin Ancestor leading the way by shattering the formation, the other two Ancestors quickly joined in the taunting.

The Dragon Ancestor remarked: "Qilin, you're as foolish as always."

The Phoenix Ancestor added: "In our Phoenix clan, a fool like you would've been pinned down by me ages ago!"

Even within the Wendao Sect, watching this unfold, Cao Youqian turned to Lei Qilin and commented, "Da Lei, now I get why your head doesn't work right—it's in the bloodline."

Lei Qilin: "..."

He itched to retort, quit your yapping right now. Soon enough, once you witness my Ancestor's might, you'll be speechless.

Yet, recalling that initial moment of paying homage to the Dao Ancestor, the retort died on his lips. He couldn't shake the memory of that day—the Dao Ancestor's mere look sent him plunging into a frozen abyss.

Those eyes resembled an endless void—a single gaze could drag one in eternally. He'd never felt anything like it, not even during his respects to the Qilin Ancestor.

Unthinkingly, his eyes shifted to Dao Ancestor Chu Feng. For some reason, a hunch told him that if this figure struck, all three Ancestors would end up subdued.

Right then, he desperately wished to dash forward and yell: Get out of here fast!

He longed to warn the Qilin Ancestor to lead the Qilin clan far from this spot. But he understood his lowly position. Rushing out would change nothing for the Qilin Ancestor and only earn him a devastating blow.

All he could manage now was silent observation, praying more Qilin clan members would endure this fierce clash.

Beyond the Wendao Sect, facing the jabs from the other two Ancestors, the Qilin Ancestor sneered dismissively, "If you've got the guts, let's clash and settle who's superior. The final winner claims the Central Continent's fortune!"

"You truly desire that?"

The Phoenix Ancestor grinned and suggested, "Why not split the Central Continent's fortune evenly between us?"

"Hahaha..."

At those words, the Qilin Ancestor burst into booming laughter: "Feathered corpse, it seems you're genuinely scared. Sharing the Central Continent's fortune would still spark battles among our three clans. That'd just drain our resources. Far better to battle it out and crown a victor!"

The Dragon Ancestor squinted and agreed, "That's exactly what I think too. No more drawn-out strife—let's resolve it here and now!"

His declaration ended, and his form abruptly swelled dozens of times bigger. That grand physique seemed ready to seize the sun, moon, and stars overhead while crushing the nine hells beneath.

Witnessing this, the Phoenix Ancestor held back no longer. With a scoff, he declared, "Since you're both set on this, I'll risk everything to join the fray!"

As he finished, blazing flames erupted from the Phoenix Ancestor's frame. He hovered in the heavens like a blazing star.

In response, the Qilin Ancestor mounted the clouds and soared upward, his body swelling steadily. Gusts of wind, roaring fire, crackling thunder, and flashing lightning encircled him, portraying an unstoppable divine fiend.

The instant the Three Ancestors unleashed their auras, nearby creatures from the three clans pulled back. Across ten thousand miles around the Wendao Sect, every lifeform collapsed unconscious beneath the onslaught of these three overwhelming forces.

Though shielded by arrays inside the Wendao Sect, everyone's faces drained of color except for Chu Feng, Xiao Chen, and Cao Youqian.

All those gathered had known the Three Ancestors' fearsome reputation, but only beholding their godly might firsthand revealed the true depth of their terror!

Roar!

The Dragon Ancestor struck first, expelling a beam of primal chaos light. That light held world-shattering force. Even without targeting the earth below, its gusts alone made ground dwellers sense their spirits ripping free.

"This... is this the Dragon God?"

Lei Qilin murmured, lips quivering.

Smack!

Cao Youqian smacked Lei Qilin's head without hesitation, snapping, "What a pathetic sight you make. You're a demon emperor at least—does this minor stir rattle you this badly?"

While he spoke, the Phoenix Ancestor and Qilin Ancestor launched their assaults too.

"Fire of World Destruction!"

"Wrath of Nature!"

A torrent of flame and a surge blending wind, fire, thunder, and lightning surged ahead.

In the heavens, the Three Ancestors' strikes met, birthing a colossal orb of light. In a flash, it eclipsed the sun's glow. The blinding brilliance turned the world beneath into stark contrasts of shadow and gleam.

Sensing the Three Ancestors' might, Chu Feng quietly amassed energy in his hidden hands. Only Cao Youqian and Xiao Chen spotted his impending strike.

Cao Youqian inquired with curiosity, "Master, when will you step in to crush these three?"

Chu Feng chuckled and replied, "Once they're on the verge of harming our Wendao Sect. Then I'll have just cause to intervene."

Cao Youqian flashed a thumbs-up at his Master: "Master, you're as steadfast as ever—not a single shift, always demanding righteous grounds."

"Of course. Our Wendao Sect brims with scholars, after all."

While Chu Feng uttered this, a towering dharma image arose behind him. Yet the Wendao Sect's arrays concealed it, so the Three Ancestors remained oblivious to the horrifying power lurking so close.

Wendao Sect's disciples and descendants, beholding that dharma form, instinctively dropped to their knees. A single notion filled their thoughts: Master/Master Ancestor stands as this realm's supreme being. The Three Ancestors are nothing but fragile playthings.

An hour passed, and the celestial light sphere hit its zenith before detonating abruptly.

Boom rumble!

With a thunderous blast, the enormous light burst expanded wildly. The skies darkened in moments. As the blast's ripples neared the surface, an unseen giant palm extended, scattering the descending force harmlessly.

This ten-thousand-mile expanse fell under Chu Feng's Wendao Sect domain. If outsiders' brawl wrecked his domain, wouldn't Chu Feng become the jest of every realm?

Up high, the ripples rushed at the Three Ancestors. They simply deployed their shielding divine glows to fend off the blast.

After what seemed an eternity, the ripples faded. Ten thousand miles of pristine skies lingered, marked only by the sun's orb and boundless blue.

On the ground, the Qilin clan stared in bewilderment. They'd plainly seen the ripples heading earthward, yet they vanished midway through the air.

Such a sight was utterly novel. Many had trailed the Qilin Ancestor in past conquests across the continent. Each clash of the Three Ancestors had scarred the lands. How had they grown so restrained this time?

The Three Ancestors overlooked the ground's oddity and paid it no mind. Their prior strike had been mere testing—the real showdown loomed next.

As the Three Ancestors prepared to strike again, a casual voice echoed forth.

"You three, battling for dominance over this land? I won't interfere. But picking my front yard for your scrap—do you regard me as worthless?"

These words silenced everything. The Three Ancestors halted and directed their stares toward the sound's source.

There emerged a figure clutching a feather fan and draped in fine silk, exuding an ethereal poise as he strolled through the void. His pace was unhurried, yet he seemed to stride across starry rivers, bathed in solar and lunar splendor. Every stride bridged endless ages. Though nearby, he felt worlds away.

Within the Wendao Sect, every cultivator save Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian gazed with boundless reverence.

This was their Master Ancestor, the Dao Ancestor of today. His demeanor and aura outshone the Three Ancestors entirely.

Mo Yi, the newest to join the Wendao Sect and yet to witness Master in action, etched this vision deep into his soul.

Jian Sheng inwardly marveled: Staying to cultivate beside Master Ancestor means I'd forsake even the Sword Son role in the Nameless Sword Sacred Land, or any future Sacred Master throne!

Who might this be?

The arriving figure left the Three Ancestors' eyes wide with surprise. Confronting them, he showed no weakness—rather, he faintly overshadowed them.

But the Three Ancestors dismissed the notion swiftly. Their three clans were heaven's favored in this world, their Ancestors primordial entities tied to the cosmos itself. No being could rival their Three Ancestors here.

"Insolent youth, why stand instead of kneeling before me!"

With that, the Qilin Ancestor instinctively unleashed his crushing aura.

Facing the pressure, Chu Feng fanned himself lightly and grinned, "You're merely a qilin—yet you demand I bow to you? Pure folly."

Hiss...

The three clans' beings gasped sharply at his words. To them, this human's audacity knew no bounds. Though foes, all offered kneeling honors to the Three Ancestors—deference to their stature.

The Dragon Ancestor and Phoenix Ancestor shared a look and stayed silent, eager to observe this human's next play. Naturally, they felt a twinge of caution toward his radiating aura.

What baffled them deepest was how frail humans birthed such a peerless expert, one claiming the Central Continent's prized domain. It appeared a deathmatch with the other two was off the table today.

With that in mind, the Dragon Ancestor and Phoenix Ancestor signaled each other, opting quietly for truce.

"Insolent whelp!"

The Qilin Ancestor's hot-blooded rage flared instantly. He hurled a blast of primal chaos energy straight at the human ahead...

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