"Xue’er, Jing Tian, Mu Xiu, you all go together too, as quickly as possible. As long as we seize the origin power, I will not fear Long Shi Hun!"

"And that Feng Wuchen, his existence must be of great importance to the Dragon Ancestor. Best to capture him alive!"

"By then, the trivial Dragon God Palace, if it’s destroyed, so be it. What can Long Shi Hun do to me?"

"Remember, your cultivation hasn’t reached the Saint Emperor Realm yet; don’t exceed the power of a Saint."

Gazing at Bing Xue’er and the others, Bing Wuqing spoke with an arrogant stance, as if invincible under the heavens.

"Yes, grandfather!" Bing Xue’er replied respectfully, then retreated from the main hall with the young lords of the clans.

With a wave of his hand, Bing Wuqing removed the barrier sealing the Divine Realm, speaking coldly, "Since we can’t isolate the Heaven and Earth Laws, the survival of the Divine Realm has nothing to do with me. So what if it gets destroyed?"

"Elder Bing, Dantong has the Dragon Soul Order on him, we can’t make a move." Shui Changkong frowned.

"Emperor Tongue holds the Dragon Soul Order and the power of Long Shi Hun. My current cultivation isn’t enough to challenge Long Shi Hun. Leave him for now."

"Dispatch orders for each clan to immediately send people to the Holy Realm to prepare palaces for the Seven Clans. Also, investigate the strength of the Dragon God Clan and Demon Clan. Once the Divine Realm’s Dragon God Clan is eliminated, we’ll head to the Holy Realm."

Atop the main seat in the hall, Bing Wuqing’s old face was extremely somber. Having decided to seize the origin power, he planned to lead the Seven Clans to the Holy Realm.

If the origin power of the Dragon God Clan can be obtained, the power of the Seven Clans will surely increase greatly, diminishing the fear of other major forces in the Holy Realm.

"Hmm, Elder Bing is absolutely right. The descendants of the Dragon God Clan are no threat. Our real aim is Long Shi Hun and the Holy Realm’s Demon Clan! The clan’s enmity must be avenged!" Jin Minghe spat venomously, his old eyes narrowing, flashing a hint of sinister chill.

"In that case, once we reach the Holy Realm, I’ll personally kill Emperor Tongue!" Mu Qianhe said through clenched teeth, furious.

"Clan Leader, leave the matter of heading to the Holy Realm to me," said the Third Elder of the Ice Soul Clan.

"Hmm, the Third Elder is a master of geomancy. I’m confident leaving the Seven Clans’ palaces to him." Bing Wuqing nodded.

...

Outside the hall, Bing Xue’er immediately dispatched clan members to monitor the Dragon God Palace.

"Brother Ling, what do you think of Feng Wuchen?" Bing Xue’er looked at Huo Lingtian and asked.

"This Feng Wuchen is no ordinary person; he possesses Divine Skills that bring the dead back to life, an exceptional Alchemist. His body harbors numerous ancient powers and Divine Fire, a power not to be underestimated," Huo Lingtian said, highly praising Feng Wuchen, showing no contempt due to his superior cultivation.

The Thunder Soul Clan’s young master Lei Zhong exclaimed in shock, "An Alchemist? Brother Ling, aren’t you better able to counter him then? What’s to fear? The One Thought Divine Power can bring Feng Wuchen to his knees!"

Huo Lingtian shook his head and said, "His achievements in the field of Alchemy aren’t as meager as you think."

"So what? He’s not even at the Transcendent Saint Realm. We could crush him with one finger!" The Wind Soul Clan’s young master Feng Ji Tian scoffed.

Bing Xue’er shook her head and said, "Brother Ling is right, Feng Wuchen is extraordinary and must not be underestimated. Due to the Ancient Ice Bloodline, I can clearly sense a strong aura of danger from Feng Wuchen, as if something terrifying is hidden within him."

"Hmm, I feel that way too." Huo Lingtian nodded in agreement.

"Saintess, Brother Ling, I think you’re raising others’ ambition and lowering your own. What’s there to fear in a kid who’s not even a Transcendent Saint? I could have wiped out that Lin Xuan Tian with a finger before," Mu Xiu scoffed dismissively.

"Pa!"

Huo Lingtian smacked Mu Xiu’s head and scolded, "I told you not to underestimate him, didn’t I? Heard me yet?"

"Ouch, Brother Ling, can’t you go easier? I get it, okay?" Mu Xiu held his head, looking aggrieved.

"Hehe, Brother Ling, we definitely won’t underestimate him!" Feng Ji Tian, Lei Zhong, and Jin Jing Tian quickly moved aside, faces full of smiles.

"You bastards!" Mu Xiu cursed, rushing forward in anger.

Bing Xue’er shook her head helplessly.

"Young Master, we’ve searched the Great Archon Temple and haven’t found any clues. We couldn’t find the Reincarnation Spell. Zhu Sha and Xuan You’s Storage Rings have been taken by Feng Wuchen, so it’s likely the Reincarnation Spell is with Feng Wuchen," a respectful voice relayed to Huo Lingtian’s ears.

"Have you checked where Xuan You was?" Huo Lingtian transmitted a voice inquiry.

"Reporting to the Young Master, it’s been checked, but we found nothing," the respectful voice replied.

Huo Lingtian furrowed his brows slightly, a hint of anger flashing in his dark eyes.

"What’s wrong with Brother Ling? Why suddenly..." Bing Xue’er caught Huo Lingtian’s gaze, puzzled, but didn’t ask further.

"Let’s go back. Half a month later we’ll act again, I have other matters," Huo Lingtian said, disappearing suddenly.

Meanwhile, in a highly concealed underground cave in the Seven Divine Realms.

"Xuan You, hand over the Reincarnation Spell. The Young Master will surely favor you, and helping you ascend to the Holy Realm is no difficulty at all," a member of the Fire Soul Tribe said arrogantly.

Another tribe member laughed coldly, "Do you think that by drawing us here, you can deal with us? Any member of our Fire Soul Tribe can kill you with a finger. The Young Master has taken a fancy to your Reincarnation Spell, hand it over obediently, and you’ll live."

"Fire Soul Tribe, is it?" Xuan You nodded, smiling, "Alright, go back and tell your Young Master, I will personally deliver the Reincarnation Spell to him tomorrow."

Xuan You continued to smile, "Rest assured, since I agreed, I won’t break my word."

"Reporting to the Young Master, we’ve found Xuan You; this old fellow is still alive and has agreed to hand over the Reincarnation Spell to the Young Master," one tribe member immediately transmitted to Huo Lingtian upon hearing Xuan You’s agreement.

"Oh? Xuan You is still alive?" Having just returned to the Fire Soul Tribe, Huo Lingtian was immediately stunned by the news.

Back then, Huo Lingtian personally witnessed Xuan You being killed by Zhu Sha with a single palm, soul scattered.

Xuan You was definitely dead, how was he still alive?

Could it be it’s not the real Xuan You, but someone else?

"Could it be a clone? Impossible, if it were a clone I wouldn’t fail to notice, and Xuan You was already seriously injured back then, impossible to escape, Zhu Sha wouldn’t have given him the chance. Strange, how did this old thing cross it?" Huo Lingtian was truly perplexed.

"Bring Xuan You to me immediately!" Huo Lingtian transmitted an order.

"Xuan You, our Young Master says you should come with us immediately, don’t upset him. The Heaven and Earth Laws of the Seven Divine Realms can’t touch our Young Master," a tribe member threatened with a stern face.

"Fine, fine, lead the way ahead," Xuan You said with a light smile.

As the three tribe members turned around, with hands behind backs, one quietly made a hand seal with his right hand.