"Half-God Realm?"
Upon seeing this individual, the six Ancient Clan patriarchs revealed looks of surprise.
They hadn't processed it immediately, initially assuming this person must have some connection to the Ancestral Martial Realm.
"He is the Sect Master of the Wulong Martial Sect," the Puppet Venerable said.
"Oh." Upon learning this person was the Sect Master of the Wulong Martial Sect with no connection to the Ancestral Martial Realm, all six Ancient Clan patriarchs displayed varying degrees of smiles.
The Wulong Martial Sect?
They didn't take it seriously at all.
Even its Sect Master was nothing more than an ant in their eyes.
"So the Ancestral Martial Realm is your true target after all."
"Attacking my Wulong Martial Sect was merely a smokescreen — what you really wanted was to exploit our great defensive formation."
"But I will not let you succeed."
"The Ancestral Martial Realm may not belong to my Wulong Martial Sect, but it belongs to the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River. I will never let you take it."
As the Wulong Martial Sect's Sect Master spoke, she formed a unique set of hand seals.
The next instant, an extraordinarily powerful formation force surged from her body.
That formation force expanded rapidly, its area growing to rival the size of an entire world.
The vast formation force spiraled around the Wulong Martial Sect's Sect Master like a maelstrom, spinning at tremendous speed.
At the same time, strange sounds — resembling the chanting of sutras — continuously emanated from that swirling formation vortex.
"Playing tricks."
Seeing this, the Rock Hammer Monster Clan's patriarch gripped his enormous hammer and swung it directly at her.
Gaaah— But the very next moment, the Rock Hammer Monster Clan's patriarch let out a wretched scream.
His attack had failed to breach the formation vortex. Instead, the impact sent him tumbling through the starry sky repeatedly.
By the time he stabilized himself, not only was he vomiting large amounts of blood, but cracks had appeared on his massive hammer.
Seeing this scene, the other five Ancient Clan patriarchs were utterly stunned.
The spectators watching from afar were equally terrified.
How could a mere Half-God possess such overwhelming power?
Under everyone's bewildered gazes, the Wulong Martial Sect's Sect Master shifted her hand seals once more and spoke in a slow, solemn voice: "I, Dugu Yuexia, by the name of the current Sect Master of the Wulong Martial Sect, humbly beseech the Founding Sect Master — please bestow upon me the Sect Master's Power you left behind."
The moment these words left her lips, the starry sky trembled.
Even the onlookers who had retreated to great distances could clearly feel the tremors.
And from within that swirling formation vortex, an enormous figure slowly rose.
First came the head — it was entirely white and semi-transparent, its features indistinguishable.
Soon its upper body emerged as well, and one could estimate just how colossal its full form would be.
If it stood at its full height, it would likely surpass the area of an entire world.
Most importantly, the aura it radiated the moment it appeared was nothing short of terrifying.
Even the six Ancient Clan patriarchs felt a surge of fear.
"This is bad — fall back quickly!"
Sensing the danger, the six Ancient Clan patriarchs hastily retreated.
Wuuaah— But suddenly, blood erupted simultaneously from the Wulong Martial Sect's Sect Master's mouth, eyes, ears, and nose.
The next instant, her body went limp and she collapsed.
At the same time, that terrifying formation force dissipated along with her.
"She couldn't endure it after all?" the Seven Realms Immortal Pavilion Master sighed.
"Who cares — kill her."
The Rock Hammer Monster Clan's patriarch wasted no words. He struck out with a single palm, and a colossal martial force palm tore through the night sky, hurtling toward the fallen Sect Master.
At that critical juncture, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Wulong Martial Sect's Sect Master.
With her back to the six Ancient Clan patriarchs, she steadied the Sect Master with one hand.
Her other hand was aimed behind her.
That slender hand trembled ever so slightly, and instantly a violent gale erupted.
It forcibly scattered the Rock Hammer Monster Clan patriarch's martial force palm into nothingness.
"Who is it now?"
At that moment, both the Ancient Clan members and the distant spectators leaned in to get a better look.
They discovered it was a woman in a long white dress.
The white gown was extraordinarily pristine, yet remarkably plain — giving off an indescribable feeling.
Partly sacred, partly eerie.
As for her appearance, the woman looked very young, but her features were unremarkable. No one recognized her.