Eternal life begins with saving my clan

"I call myself Sect Master, but my people call..."

His voice trailed off, and the atmosphere shook vehemently. Even without completing his last statement, the void was trembling, as if a powerful existence was about to appear.

The old man's powerful aura dwindled and disappeared into thin air. As for the two people standing beside him, they were suffocated inside-out.

Their expressions turned unsightly, filled with shock and dread.

"What the hell was happening?!"

Their eyes rolled in their sockets. The mighty Wind River Roc couldn't maintain her human form and turned into her beast form.

Her form was massive, a bird with a wingspan of over 5 meters. Its feathers were covered in gray and white, and its eyes, yellow and black.

On a normal day, its appearance would have invoked both fear and adoration from anyone, but now, the case was reversed.

The void around them was restricting them.

It was as if heaven was furious, and nature was against them.

Their mere presence was like blasphemy to a being of unfathomable existence.

Their blasphemy irked the heavens and earth, and they were to be destroyed into oblivion.

The old man was thrown into a whirlpool of confusion. His half-century worth of experience was meaningless right now.

Everything he knew and heard was worthless. How could mere words from a peak Core Refining realm invoke such a phenomenon?

This kind of power should only be possible in the Nascent Soul Realm, but why could he do it with such cultivation?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, reaching the boundary of going insane.

While they were feeling all this, Su Yen had yet to complete his statement.

What would happen if he completed his statement?!

As for Su Yen, he had already left the back of the Thunderbird and was standing a couple of feet from them.

"My people, the Barren Landers, called me Emperor."

Boom!

With the completion of his words, a deafening sound echoed in the sky, heard by everyone within hundreds of thousands of miles. Those closer to the sound either fell to the ground, blood spurting from their major orifices, while some lost consciousness completely.

As for those far from it, the effect was lesser. They either fell or lost their bearings for a couple of seconds.

However, the three people facing Su Yen's wrath were facing another thing entirely.

The Wind River Roc and the man on the other side of the old man turned into a pool of blood.

That was not all; their blood was boiling greatly, evaporating into thin air.

As for the old man, half of his body was gone. His waist downward was mangled, separated from his body.

His two arms were brutally shattered from his body. His head was filled with cracks that were spreading each second, on the brink of exploding.

The Thunderbird, though safe, was really in shock. Her purple eyes were rolled upward with fear and trepidation.

She was trembling, and under her thick feathers were beads of sweat.

The horror and devastation of what happened made her words shattered.

She knew her master was strong, but not this insanely strong. For fuck's sake, he didn't even attack.

What would have happened if he had attacked?!
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Her world shattered into pieces. When did the human race have such an insanely strong young man?

Moreover, this young man was her master. She swallowed the lumps in her throat and shivered. She was both fearful and excited.

Su Yen didn't know what was going on in the mind of his mount as he was focused on the old man.

"Do you now know the presence of who you're standing?" His voice was cold, sending shivers down the spine of the old man.

"E-E-E..." The old man opened his mouth, only for blood to gush out continuously.

His face etched with despair and regret. If he knew he was going to fight such an existence, even if he had ten lives, he wouldn't dare take the mission.

Unfortunately, there was no pill for regret.

Su Yen was unfazed by the old man's injuries. Since the old man dared to attack him, he knew the fate of the old man was already sealed.

"Tell me who sent you or which organization you belong to?" He demanded.

With the last ounce of power he could summon, the old man grinned and said. "Y-You.... might be powerful..... but you don't know what you are up against."

"From the look of things, do you think the power behind yoou know what they are up against?" He threw the question back at him.

Instantly, the evil grin on the old man's face disappeared when he realized it was the cold bitter truth.

No one knew the extent of Su Yen's power. With just a mere statement, he destroyed him and two other people.

Could anyone in their organization do something like that?

With all these thoughts running in his mind, the old man lost all semblance of revenge.

As for the power behind him, he couldn't even divulge it if he wanted to.

A powerful seal was placed on his soul, and any attempt to expose the secret would shatter his soul.

Su Yen knew all this, and that was why he didn't hold back in destroying them.

"Since you can't tell me the power behind you, there is no reason for you to stay alive."

He waved his hand, and a gentle breeze blew to the face of the old man.

Bang!

Though gentle, the power of the breeze was unimaginable.

The brain of the old man squashed like a melon, and all his brain juice splashed into space.

As for his body, it shattered from the inside out before it began to heat up.

In a couple of seconds, the old man's body was gone, burnt to a crisp.

Su Yen's ethereal cloth was pristine clean; no one would relate the previous gruesome scene to him.

Calmly, he walked back to his mount, and they continued on their journey.

Meanwhile, hundreds of millions of miles from Su Yen's location, inside an ancient hall, a bald old man was looking at hundreds of oil lamps.

He was bored and tired, yet he continued to look at the boring oil lamps.

His job was boring and simple. He only needed to watch the soul lamp. Each lamp represented a member of their organization.

These lamps represented the core members of their organization, and nothing must happen to them.

For decades, nothing has ever happened to the oil lamps since their owners were extremely powerful individuals.

Just as the bald old man prepared to doze off, from the corner of his eyes, he saw an oil lamp sway back and forth in the absence of air.

At first, he didn't take it seriously, not until he saw the light go off.

He wiped his face, thinking he was dreaming. After rubbing his face a couple of times and the result was the same.

"What happened?!" He cried, jumping to his feet.

"No! No! This can't be happening."

With his face filled with dread and panic, he bolted out of the ancient hall.

Today, something that had never happened for decades had happened.

Back in Baiyun city, the city gate was opened, and a young man dressed in blue and red robes looked at the thousands of people in front of him.

He cleared his throat before enhancing his voice with his Spirit Qi. "Listen, everyone, the time has come. Follow that beast."

In the sky, a Thunderbird was hovering, and on its back was a woman. She was in her armor with her cold blade gleaming under the sun.

Meanwhile, the thousands of people that had waited for three days were confused.

Why should they follow the beast?

Besides, that was a flying beast; how would they keep up with it?

While they were still confused, the Thunderbird dived down, and Zimo jumped onto its back.

Before anyone could realize what was going on, they took off into the distance.

From the city, hundreds of Wind spirit horses dashed out of the gate, racing after the Thunderbird.

On each horse were the younger generation of the Baiyun influential clans.

In the lead were four notable people from the Cao clan, the four students under Zimo.

Meanwhile, the Jun clan and the Jiang clan were swift to act.

They knew what was going on and commanded their younger generation to race after the Thunderbird.

With the two most powerful clans in the prefecture taking the lead, the other top ten clans only needed to think for a moment before they commanded their children to rush after them.

Still, they were a tad bit late, and the younger generation from Baiyun city had caught up to them while the Cao clan's younger generation even left them behind.

Quickly, the peaceful atmosphere turned into chaos as everyone began to race after the beast.

Even a fool would realize things were not as simple as they thought.

Just as everyone was trying to rush after the Thunderbird, they heard a voice.

"You only have one hour. After that, the entry will be closed, and you will miss the opportunity."

One Hour!

Miss the Opportunity!

That was the most important part of the statement, and it caught the attention of everyone.

Slowly, what started as a peaceful run began to turn into a battleground.

Those running on their feet quickly began to attack those with horses. No one knew how far they were going to run, and the run turned into a battle for survival.

It was then the younger generation realized the cold bitter truth of their world.

Though getting stronger quickly would make you a target of the Bloodmoon Envoy when they arrived.

But if you don't have the strength to protect yourself, you won't be alive to even witness the arrival of the Bloodmoon Envoys.