The golden war sword hung suspended in the void, blotting out the sky and sun.
It gazed down upon all living beings like a god, radiating a sovereign majesty that brooked no rival and an aura of absolute invincibility.
"So this is the Ancient War Sword's secret technique — the technique created by the ancestor of the Ancient War Sword?"
"What a terrifying aura. Secret techniques... truly do vary in strength."
Sensing the aura of the Ancient War Sword, waves of emotion surged through Chu Feng's heart.
True, whether it was when he had first witnessed the Four Symbols secret technique, or when he had first encountered the secret technique,
he had felt their power — but if he were to face those same Four Symbols or secret techniques again with his current cultivation, he could easily overpower them.
After all, Chu Feng was now at the peak of the Half Ancestor realm. Were he standing in the Martial Sacred Continent, he would absolutely be a being who could shade the sky with a single hand — unmatched by anyone.
Yet here he stood beneath the Ancient War Sword, and he could not feel even a trace of his own strength. All he could perceive was his own insignificance and humility.
If one had to describe it, the ancient war sword hanging above his head was a mountain, and Chu Feng at this moment was an ant.
The gap between their strengths was simply heaven and earth — they were not even worth comparing.
The power possessed by this ancient war sword was too great. Not only would it be unmatched within this Ancient War Clan's domain, but even if one stepped into the Hundred Refinements Mortal Realm, no one could stand against it.
"We, the descendants of the Ancient War Clan, pay our respects to the War Sword Lord!!!"
At that moment, the clan head of the Ancient War Clan, along with those four elders and the other prominent figures, all dropped to their knees.
Right behind them, every member of the Ancient War Clan who was present also knelt down.
Those who had been drawn by the commotion arrived, saw the sight, and immediately knelt as well.
The people of the Ancient War Clan did not regard the ancient war sword as a secret technique at all.
It was more like they regarded the ancient war sword as an ancestor, as a form of faith. No one dared show even the slightest disrespect toward the ancient war sword.
On the contrary, every single face was filled with reverence.
There was also joy.
"What a bunch of useless trash, you've disgraced all of the Ancient War Clan."
At that moment, a voice filled with immense authority echoed from within the Ancient War Sword.
The voice carried a profound shockwave, not only causing the void itself to tremble but also capable of shaking a person's mind and soul.
Hearing this voice, many of the Ancient War Clan members furrowed their brows tightly, their faces filled with fear. One by one, they lowered their heads, not daring to lift them again.
"Lord War Sword, we are indeed incompetent. To be continuously repelled by the Demon Clan... now we have lost all our territory, and even this last bastion is in imminent danger."
"But with you here, Lord War Sword, the Ancient War Clan will ensure the Demon Clan's annihilation!" The clan leader, believing the sword's rebuke was due to the war with the Demon Clan, hurriedly spoke up.
"Not only did you get beaten into this state by that bunch of Demon Clan trash, you actually dare to hope I will intervene. You truly are a bunch of worthless good-for-nothings."
"You... are unworthy of being descendants of the Ancient War Clan. Your very existence only brings shame upon it. Today... I will purge you worthless trash on behalf of the clan, lest you ever leave this place and completely ruin its honor."
As soon as these words fell, a murderous aura instantly flooded forth, shrouding every inch of the Ancient War Clan's territory.
Not only the people currently beneath the Ancient War Sword—practically every single person within the domain of the Ancient War Clan felt this terrifying wave of killing intent.
“This secret art… it’s actually going to annihilate the Ancient War Clan? Isn’t this the art devouring its master? Isn’t this open rebellion?”
“How interesting.” At this moment, even the Queen revealed a look of surprise, yet her expression was more akin to that of an eager spectator, her face brimming with enthusiasm.
In the Queen’s view, a secret art was merely a secret art. No matter how powerful its strength, it was ultimately just a tool used by people.
And now, the Ancient War Sword was actually about to exterminate these people of the Ancient War Clan. In the Queen’s eyes, such behavior was no different from a tool devouring its master and rebelling.
“Clan Chief, this… this…”
At this moment,