Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 90: Emperor Hun Tian, ​​each with his own agenda
"Daddy!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Xun'er's eyes.

"Okay, let's go back."

Gu Yuan whispered.

"……Yes."

Xiao Xun'er's eyes dimmed.

"Xun'er, don't blame Daddy. When your bloodline power reaches divine level, according to the clan rules, you will naturally gain the same rights as a Dou Sheng elder.

By then, no one will dare to ignore what you say."

Gu Yuan’s soul transmitted the sound.

Xiao Xun'er sighed leisurely. She certainly understood this truth and knew that her father did this to protect her from being targeted by the elders, but she still felt disappointed.

After Xiao Xun'er left, Gu Dao coughed lightly and said, "Xun'er is still young. When she grows up, she will surely understand our good intentions."

"Ah."

Gu Yuan gently changed the subject and said, "The relic has been unearthed and is known to the world. They must be paying close attention to it."

The "they" that Gu Yuan mentioned are the other imperial clans.

The eight ancient clans looked down upon the continent, and only those who were members of the same imperial clan could be considered equals.

Even if there are occasional peerless geniuses on the continent, they often fall like a shooting star. Only the eight ancient clans are the bright moon that stands tall on the Douqi Continent!

Gu Dao nodded and said, "According to the covenant, the eight ancient tribes are of the same blood. The other six tribes have sent news that they hope to hold a meeting to discuss important matters. The time is set for three days later."

"Three days... I can't wait any longer, so I'll just do as they say."

"Yes!"

Soon, three days later, representatives of the seven tribes gathered in the ancient world.

Just as the ancient world was holding a meeting of the eight ancient tribes, two figures quietly appeared in the northwest continent.

"I can come here alone and tell whether it's real or fake. Why do you have to go here in person?"

"If I don't see the Doudi ruins with my own eyes, I will still be worried."

High above the ruins, a strong wind whipped and whipped. Two figures, one black and one white, stood in mid-air, their robes motionless amidst the swirling sea of ​​clouds.

A figure in a black robe was wrapped in black flames, and his eyes were like deep black holes that could swallow everything. The space around him slowly twisted, but it was not a simple tear, but disappeared out of thin air, as if swallowed by some unspeakable fear.

The figure in white robe had a handsome face and looked to be about thirty years old. He had the elegant temperament of a scholar, but his eyes were scarlet like a sea of ​​blood, which made people feel a little nervous.

Emperor Hun Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his scarlet eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the seemingly ordinary ancient ruins below. He didn't even dare to rashly probe his soul power into it.

But even so, he could sense that there was a faint but not negligible breath in the ruins. Even though it was as light as a gossamer, it contained a tremendous power that could change the color of the world!

"There's no mistake. This majestic imperial power is almost identical to the ruins where the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade was unearthed a thousand years ago!"

The corner of Emperor Hun Tian's mouth curled up in a sickly arc, and his pale face flushed unnaturally with excitement.

"After a hundred thousand years, this remaining imperial might is still comparable to that of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor. This shows that the Sword Emperor's strength is far superior to that of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor.

And it is such a pity that the complete inheritance he left behind fell into the hands of a Dou Zun..."

A look of desire flashed in Xuwu Tunyan's eyes.

"I'll find him!"

There was a bloodshot glow in Emperor Hun Tian's eyes. For the sake of the complete inheritance of Emperor Dou, he would spare no expense!

Void Devouring Flame said, "Are you counting on those rubbish from the Soul Palace? In a thousand years, they couldn't even deal with the impoverished Xiao Clan, let alone capture the Sword Emperor's heir...

Calculating the time, the Eight Clans Conference should be starting soon. If they get there first, you and I will be in big trouble!"

“Those idiots are probably not even as good as the Soul Palace.” The Soul Emperor snorted coldly, looked down, and frowned, “It’s a pity about that kid, Soul Extinction. His cultivation and abilities are not bad, but he just wants to die of old age in these ruins.”

"Instead of feeling pity for a junior whose fate is already determined, it's better to think about how to find Xiao Jibai."

"No need for you to remind me."

Void Devouring Flame lightly raised his fingertips, and a wisp of dark black flame leaped silently. The surrounding space was swallowed up the moment it touched the black flame, making a wailing sound.

Emperor Hun Tian took one last glance at the ruins, a glint of greed flashing in his crimson eyes. The two men stepped side by side into the pitch-black spatial rift, their figures gradually blurring as if dissolved by the darkness.

…………

Ancient world, Sky Palace.

A nine-foot-long round jade table was quietly suspended in the center of the hall. It had eight seats in total. Seven figures sat on jade thrones carved with dragons and phoenixes, and behind them stood the elders of various tribes.

Only the seat in the east was left empty. The chair made entirely of amethyst was dull and lifeless. The word "Xiao" engraved on the back of the chair symbolized its former owner.

"Hun Tu, why are you here? Where is Emperor Hun Tian?"

Lei Ying, the leader of the Thunder Clan, made a sound like thunder, and nine ferocious thunder dragons were slithering on his shoulders.

Hun Tu said coldly: "The clan leader is in the Soul Realm, meditating and comprehending the secrets of the Dou Emperor. It is not appropriate for him to come out."

Hun Tu, the leader of the four demon saints of the Hun Clan. In the absence of Emperor Hun Tian, ​​he was appointed to attend the Eight Clan Conference on his behalf, barely qualified.

Yan Jin, the head of the Yan Clan, laughed heartily: "The Sword Emperor's legacy is now wandering in a corner of the continent. How could he comprehend the secrets of the Dou Emperor? I'm afraid he's still recovering from his injuries!"

Hun Tu's expression was cold and he remained silent for a long time.

When everyone saw this look, they accepted it.

Gu Yuan seemed to be lost in thought. It seemed that the injury Xiao Xuan had caused to Emperor Hun Tian was even more serious than he had imagined, and it had not healed even after a thousand years.

Otherwise, since it concerns the Sword Emperor's inheritance, Emperor Hun Tian will have to show up no matter what.

This is good, as the Ancient Clan can now secure the top spot among the Eight Ancient Clans...

"Everyone has gathered here to discuss the matter of the Sword Emperor's inheritance."

Gu Yuan tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingertips, his voice echoing throughout the hall. "But Xiao Jibai, the Xiao clan's leader, disappeared without a trace after setting foot on the continent, like a fish swimming into the sea... I don't know what to do."

"Since he wants to revive the Xiao clan, he must definitely call back all the former Xiao clan members. Why don't we take the initiative and capture all the Xiao clan members first?

So, are you still afraid that he won't surrender?"

Hun Tu smiled sinisterly.

This move is similar to Gu Yang’s previous proposal, and is even more vicious!

"Furthermore, the Soul Palace, a subsidiary of our clan, has long been aware of the movements of all branches of the Xiao family in Wutan City... The Xiao family in Wutan City is the only remaining branch of the Xiao clan. With everyone's approval and our combined efforts, it won't be difficult to accomplish this!"

Lei Ying laughed and said, "It's a good plan...but how many cats and kittens are left in the Xiao clan now?
In my opinion, your Soul Clan can handle this matter without the need for all the other clans to work together!"

"Yes!"

Yan Jin echoed.

Gu Dao behind Gu Yuan also nodded in agreement.

Hun Tu frowned, wondering what these people were up to.

At this moment, Hunxuzi stepped forward, a gentle smile appearing on his face: "The eight ancient clans have always been of the same blood and have always advanced and retreated together. My Hun clan has the ability to take care of this matter, but we dare not act arbitrarily.

It would be better if all ethnic groups contributed their efforts..."

As soon as the words fell, the hall fell into silence. For some reason, the atmosphere was filled with indescribable weirdness.

(End of this chapter)