"Is everything done?" asked Wang Wei,
"Yes," replied Wu Ming with an excited smile. Who knew in just two days, this man slaughtered most of the upper echelons of the Origin Rune Palace and enslaved all the rest, turning his Wu Clan into the leading faction of this ancient Emperor Lineage?
"Thank you for help," added Wu Ming, sighing deeply. He was now one of the few people in the world who experienced the horror of this Heavenly Emperor.
With one talisman, he could borrow Wang Wei's power, and Wu Ming had never been so intoxicated; he could slaughter Immortals like they were ants. Anyone who stood in his way would be slaughtered or suppressed.
During the entire process, one thought kept popping into Wu Ming's mind: run away to keep this power. The temptation of this idea was beyond what people could understand; the experience was worse than during the Primordial Spirit Realm when he had to experience the Heart Devil.
Only two things prevented Wu Ming from doing something stupid: he knew this strength did not belong to him and would disappear soon. Secondly, he had a mission to revive the Wu Clan.
His ancestors should have been the Array Ancestors, but the founder of the Origin Rune Palace stole their Wu Clan's destiny. So, in his generation, he would take it backâno matter the means.
Without wasting time, Wu Ming handed Wang Wei a token that resembled a small mountain with runes engraved on them. As soon as he held the token, Wang Wei sensed he now had access to the Origin Rune Palace's Qi Luck.
"It's so weak and feeble," he commented.
"That's to be excited," sighed Wu Ming. "They have been in decline for too long. They would have long been annihilated if not for the Array Dao Luck and Heavenly Dao's protection."
Wang Wei pondered briefly, "Then, it's time to revive them."
It would be pointless to condense Cultivation Civilization Luck if some aspects of it were lacking.
"Any idea?" asked Wu Ming with excitement. Wang Wei looked at him, and in a moment, he saw the latter's fate and future.
"Well, it was your clan's destiny to revive the Origin Rune Palace's destiny and luck. However, the process will take too long, so let's change things."
"How to begin?"
"First, move some of your members into the court. I need you to build a Totem Warrior Legion."
"Totem Warrior?" asked Wu Ming, confused. However, some information immediately appeared in his mind.
"I see." Totem Warriors are the weaponized version of his clan's Formation Body; it was one of the ideas Wang Wei gave him. A totem warrior will engrave formation into their bodies, boosting their abilities and even granting them different powers.
Some can even engrave part of an Emperor's Formation to borrow its power.
"Our Wu Clan already created the Totem Warrior System. However, only the ones with ordinary formations."
Wang Wei secretly shook his head. Tong Ruobing is a Totem Warrior as she successfully inherited the power of the Origin Talisman.
Meanwhile, Wu Ming, the person who gave these ideas, did not succeed.
"Don't worry. The court will support you with plenty of resources and talent."
Wu Ming felt relieved after hearing this, so he bowed and left to do his duty.
"A talented person. However, he does not have a single ounce of Emperor Destiny. Is this a choice?"
All geniuses or Heaven Chosen have Emperor Destiny, meaning the luck to become a Great Emperor one day. However, Wu Ming is different. It seems he has no desire to become Emperor, with only the obsession for his clan to regain what they lost.
His only ambition is for his descendants to cultivate a potent Emperor, but he never thought of becoming one himself.
Wang Wei shook his head and no longer paid attention to him. He focused in the distance.
"They already couldn't resist?" he muttered.
Western Continent:
Ao Shen was discussing how to assign his God Positions and how to make full use of the current system for their demon race to rise and prosper. Unlike the other factions who decided to take their time to analyze the list and decide, he never stopped in the past few days.
Ao Shen already had a framework and had chosen many people for different positions. Suddenly, Ao Shen sensed something, and a look of anger manifested on his face.
"Open the formation," ordered Ao Shen before disappearing.
"But, Sirâ"
"Just do it."
He knew what the latter wanted to say. The demon race used too many resources the last time they opened the formation to cover the entire continent.
Although they have been recuperating since their alliance with the Dao Opening Sect, they still needed plenty of time to be considered [prosperous].
Now, they would lose even more if they had to do it a second time.
Delaying the growth of their race.
Alas, regardless of how the spoken person or anyone else felt, they followed their leader's instructions and opened the formation.
Meanwhile, Ao Shen stood above the clouds, looking in one direction.
"You disgusting maggots really thought I was a soft persimmon?"
asked Ao Shen, releasing a tangible killing intent.
"Unfortunately, of all the Conferred Gods, you're the weakest," said a gentle voice. Soon, a young and handsome man appeared in the sky. He had long black hair, a red robe, and a very captivating evil smile.
Besides his smile, nothing about it made him look like a devil cultivator. However, that's only to the normal eyes. Ao Shen can see the negative karma from this man and even knows the main source.
This person cultivates an evil technique that steals women's Primordial Yin to nourish himself.
"Tell all the other ants to show up. Their hiding method is child play to my eyes."
"Your Excellency, there is no need for this," said the evil young man.
"We can negotiate and prevent any need for violence."
Ao Shen glanced at him, "The devil cultivator wants to step on me so the world and the Heavenly Emperor can take them seriously.
But I also want to step on you to warn the world to display the strength of the demon race.
"So, there is no need for negotiation or conversation. I will slaughter all of you as a show of might."
Boom!
Ao Shen released a terrifying aura, immediately suppressing the young man. Dragons were one of the most powerful and noble creatures between Heaven and Earth. As such, their aura could suppress creatures of a lower bloodline than them and even influence weaker creatures with no bloodline.
"Do it," said the evil young man, and ten people appeared to surround Ao Shen in groups of two, with one in front and one behind. A vision of some sort appeared on the first row of people.
Ao Shen looked at the person before him. A world of flame appeared above the person's head. A world of water appeared from the person on his west side, followed by a world of earth, wood, and metal.
The second-row individuals mobilized their power as a noble and immortal-like aura emanated from them. Unfortunately, the evil aura hidden deep in these people ruined their immortal ambiance.
These Immortal Venerables mobilized their Immortal Qi to create five arrays, each with one of the five elements. The arrays then resonate with the Internal Worlds of these Dao Ancestors, forming a unique technique and formation.
The evil young man had already disappeared from Ao Shen's sight, but he controlled this operation in the shadows.
'According to records, 6-Star Primarchs do have the strength to fight and even defeat Eternal Emperors. However, they have a weaknessâthey cannot regenerate or heal as easily as Eternal Emperors.'
A cunning light flashed in the evil young man's eyes.
'I only need to take advantage of this weakness. I don't need to defeat Ao Shen. I only need to use this Yin Five Element Array to block him, slowly injuring him until he compromises with us.'
The evil young man quickly ordered his people to attack. As such, a green flame dragon manifested in the sky before rushing toward Ao Shen.
The proud dragon calmly watched the attack reach him, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.
Then, a swallowing power emanated from his body, and the green flame dragon disappeared, shocking most of the people secretly watching this battle.
"Don't you know there are differences between Primarchs, just like there are differences between Eternal Emperors?" asked Ao Shen with a sneer. He was one of the highest tiers of Heaven Chosen in his generation, so how could he become any regular Primarch?
Ao Shen made a claw motion with his hand:
[Dragon Claw]
Boom!
The Dao Ancestor with the Fire Internal World spewed a large mouthful of blood, looking at the dragon with incredible eyes.
Dao Ancestors know their weakness is their Internal World.
Without it, they cannot borrow the power of the Grand Dao Source.
As such, they usually have myriad ways to hide and protect their Internal World.
However, Ao Shen directly ignored these measures and destroyed his Internal World with one blow.
Although he did not die after its destruction, he instantly lost more than 80% of his strength. As such, the man immediately thought of running away. He felt pain, thinking about how much time and effort he would have to take to rebuild his Internal World again.
The sad part is that he had a fortunate encounter and built a unique Fire Internal World that made him an Insurgent. Now, after rebuilding, he might not be able to return to his previous strength.
Unfortunately, the man did not have time to move before Ao Shen made another move. His human eyes turned reptilian, and the man exploded into a blood mist with one gaze.
