"Disaster Creator? What do you mean by that?!" Upon hearing those words, everyone was shocked.
"Heh, what I'm saying is, that disaster was not accidental, and the one who created it is now within the Jiang Dynasty, reenacting the disaster," the Ji Clan ancestor said.
"Reenacting the disaster?!"
"What on earth is going on? Could it be that the disaster was man-made, and the person who caused it is inside that war chariot?!" The Liu Clan ancestor guessed the answer, but it was so shocking that even he himself couldn't believe it was true.
"That's right, you guessed correctly." Seeing the flickering gaze of the Liu Clan ancestor, the Ji Clan ancestor smiled proudly.
"How is that possible? If such a powerful person exists, they would have to be at the Martial Lord realm. How could someone of that caliber take your orders?" The Liu Clan ancestor expressed his doubt.
"Haha, you don't need to worry about that. All you need to know is that he is invincible under heaven and will serve my purpose. This Jiang Dynasty is merely the first testing ground, but it absolutely won't be the last."
"As long as he is with us, my Ji Clan will be unmatched under heaven, invincible wherever we go."
"We'll start with the nearby continents, then conquer thousands of continents, and finally fulfill the dream of our ancestors—return to the Eastern Ocean."
"By then, my Ji Clan will not merely rule the Chaohan Continent, but the Eastern Ocean, the entire East! Hahaha!!!" At the height of his excitement, the Ji Clan ancestor threw back his head and let out a wild roar of laughter, his ambitions seeping through every note.
And one had to admit, this laughter of his, along with the words he had spoken moments before, had thoroughly shaken the Liu Clan ancestor. After a moment of deliberation, he asked cautiously, "Ji, your next target—it wouldn't happen to be my Liu Clan, would it?"
"Liu, rest easy. We have been allies for many years. Not just you and I—my father's generation, my grandfather's generation—we were allies all the way back."
"So, I won't lay a hand on your Liu Clan. However, your Liu Clan must remain loyal to me!" Seeing the uncertain expression on the Liu Clan ancestor's face, the Ji Clan ancestor laughed with a sinister grin.
At that moment, the corner of the Liu Clan ancestor's mouth twitched. He understood what the Ji Clan ancestor meant. He wouldn't destroy the Liu Clan, but only on the condition that they submitted to the Ji Clan.
"Rumble rumble rumble!"
But just then, a strange sound suddenly echoed from the distant sky. It was like thunder, like a tiger's roar, like great waves surging, and like the cries of ten thousand beasts.
In that moment, everyone panicked, because the sound grew louder by the second. In the blink of an eye, it had engulfed both clans entirely, and heaven and earth trembled as though the world itself were about to collapse.
"What in the world is that?!"
In their panic, everyone's first instinct was to flee, but it was already too late. The moment they tried to move, they found their bodies frozen solid—unable to even twitch a single finger, though they could still speak.
"Hum—"
Suddenly, a flash of light burst forth from ahead of them, and a violent gale swept toward them head-on, whipping their hair into chaos and twisting their faces out of shape.
When everything finally settled, the color drained from every face, for a towering figure now stood before them.
It was a middle-aged man with black hair that reached down to his feet. He stood suspended in the air, his aura like that of a killing god.
But what truly terrified everyone at that moment was not the man himself, but what hovered above him—a massive pillar of golden light, blazing over his head.