"Whoosh!"

In the main hall of the Dragon God Palace, Long Nitian flashed into view and said respectfully, "Young Master, I’ve found out some news. They claim to be from the Fire Soul Tribe, Wood Soul Clan, and Water Soul Tribe. As for the rest, we haven’t managed to find out yet. Their strength is too terrifying; we don’t dare get close."

Feng Wuchen nodded slightly and said, "At least we know who they are."

Feng Zhengxiong asked in confusion, "Are all these ancient forces races?"

"Fire, wood, water." Ling Xiaoxiao guessed, "Brother Feng, that mysterious woman we saw last time, could she be ice? The ice lotus under her feet was very special."

"Mm, it’s possible. That kind of Ice Attribute is completely different from the Ice Attribute power we usually see. The Ice Soul Clan’s Ice Attribute is even more overbearing." Feng Wuchen nodded as he spoke.

"Alliance Hierarch, there’s someone outside claiming to be the Sect Master of the Xuan Ding Holy Sect, requesting an audience."

A soldier entered the main hall and reported respectfully.

"Sect Master of the Xuan Ding Holy Sect?" Feng Wuchen and the others were all stunned; they’d never even heard of it.

"It should be an ancient force." Feng Qianyang frowned and guessed.

Lei Tianyan said solemnly, "Definitely. This person has already arrived at the Dragon God Palace, yet we didn’t notice at all, we can’t even sense his aura. This man’s strength is extremely terrifying."

"Everyone be careful, I fear he comes with ill intent." Donghuang Wuji warned.

"They came to our door this fast, could it be they’re a mortal enemy of the Dragon God Clan?" Feng Wuchen frowned and said, "Let him in."

Before long, a middle‑aged man in gorgeous brocade robes entered the main hall, a faint smile on his face.

"I am Xuan Mu, Sect Master of the Xuan Ding Holy Sect. I pay my respects to the Hall Master of the Dragon God Palace." Xuan Mu cupped his fists politely, and the look he gave Feng Wuchen was even more filled with respect.

Xuan Mu’s polite salute instantly left everyone in the hall dumbfounded.

What was this situation?

The leader of an ancient force wasn’t here to seek revenge?

Why was he being so respectful to Feng Wuchen?

Seeing the confusion of Feng Wuchen and the others, Xuan Mu added, "The Xuan Ding Holy Sect is a subordinate force of the Dragon God Clan."

The Xuan Ding Holy Sect was actually a subordinate force of the Ancient Dragon God Clan!

"So that’s how it is." Feng Wuchen nodded and hastily said, "Senior, please sit."

"No no no, this subordinate will stand." Xuan Mu said respectfully; in front of Feng Wuchen, he didn’t dare sit.

Xuan Mu being so respectful to Feng Wuchen clearly meant Emperor Tongue had told him something.

Donghuang Wuji, Soul Extinction and the others exchanged stunned looks. Even an idiot could see that Xuan Mu wasn’t just being polite; he was practically deferential to the extreme.

Even if the Xuan Ding Holy Sect was a subordinate force of the Dragon God Clan, Feng Wuchen and the others were merely descendants of the Dragon God Clan, their strength still weak. It shouldn’t be enough to make a terrifying powerhouse like Xuan Mu bow his head this low, right?

"Husband, isn’t this man being a bit too respectful to Long Er?" Dragon Mother asked via voice transmission, completely unconvinced by Xuan Mu’s words.

"I’m afraid it’s not that simple. It’s true that we’re of the Dragon God Clan, but this man is far too respectful to Long Er. He likely has some other agenda." Long Tian Chou frowned and thought secretly. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Xiao Qingqing gently tugged Feng Zhengxiong’s sleeve and whispered, "Chen Er doesn’t know this person at all. What he said may not be true. The Dragon God Clan’s origin power is so terrifying—could he be here for the origin power?"

Xiao Qingqing’s reminder frightened Feng Zhengxiong so much that cold sweat poured down his back.

"Old Mie, what do you think?" Donghuang Wuji asked via voice transmission.

Soul Extinction slightly furrowed his old brows and replied via voice transmission, "Not trustworthy."

"Brother Feng." Ling Xiaoxiao also hurriedly reminded Feng Wuchen.

Clearly no one in the hall believed Xuanmu; instead, they suspected Xuanmu had some ulterior motive.

Xuan Mu’s behavior was simply too suspicious.

"Senior Xuan Mu, among these ancient forces, other than the Xuan Ding Holy Sect, which others are there?" Feng Wuchen asked politely. Though he didn’t trust Xuan Mu, he still wanted to fish for some information.

Xuan Mu answered respectfully, "The Ice Soul Clan, Water Soul Tribe, Wind Soul Clan, Wood Soul Clan, Fire Soul Tribe, Thunder Soul Clan, Metal Soul Clan, the Immortal Holy Temple, the Saint Dao Pavilion, the Saint Emperor Clan, the Wanyun Holy Temple, and the Wandaoxuan Sect."

"The seven great Soul Clans together with the Di Hun Clan are called the Eight Ancient Soul Clans. The Xuan Ding Holy Sect, the Saint Emperor Clan, as well as the Immortal Holy Temple are all subordinate forces of the Dragon God Clan." Xuan Mu continued to supplement.

"With so many ancient forces, why are they all in the Divine Realm?" Long Zhantian asked curiously.

"The division of the realms isn’t up to us. As for why they’re in the Divine Realm specifically, I don’t know either. I only just found out this place is the Divine Realm." Xuan Mu shook his head.

"What business do you have with me?" Feng Wuchen asked. Now that he roughly understood the ancient forces, there was no need to keep pressing.

Xuan Mu quickly said, "Nothing else, I just came to have a look at the Dragon God Palace."

Xuan Mu could tell no one in the Dragon God Palace believed him, leaving him helpless. He immediately sent a voice transmission: "Supreme, your identity has already been told to this subordinate by the Emperor Tongue Young Master. After learning of your identity as Supreme, this subordinate hurried over at once, and by the way, to remind Supreme that the Ice Soul Clan and the others are highly likely to be detrimental to the Dragon God Clan."

"Supreme? Emperor Tongue?" Feng Wuchen looked at Xuan Mu in astonishment.

"The Emperor Tongue Young Master is precisely Dantong, Young Master of the Di Hun Clan. The Dragon Progenitor has already issued the decree to confer you as the Dragon God Supreme, the most exalted existence of the Dragon God Clan." Xuan Mu transmitted respectfully.

"Dragon God Supreme?" Feng Wuchen’s heart shook violently. And even the most exalted existence—what kind of terrifying status was that?

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen completely trusted Xuan Mu. Dantong would never send some villain to harm him.

"Dantong is in the Divine Realm?" Feng Wuchen asked via voice transmission.

"He should have returned to the Holy Realm." Xuan Mu replied respectfully via voice transmission.

"Pass down the order: keep a close watch on the every move of the Ice Soul Clan and the others." Feng Wuchen transmitted.

"Yes, Supreme!" Xuan Mu accepted the order respectfully.

"If there’s nothing else, you can head back for now." Feng Wuchen said aloud.

"I take my leave. Dragon God Hall Master, you are welcome to visit the Xuan Ding Holy Sect anytime you are free." Xuan Mu said with a polite smile, then left the main hall.

"Brother Feng, that guy definitely has some other agenda. Don’t trust him." Liu Qingyang hurriedly said.

"Don’t worry, he was sent by Dantong. The Xuan Ding Holy Sect truly is a subordinate force of the Dragon God Clan." Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.

Knowing that the Xuan Ding Holy Sect, the Saint Emperor Clan, and the Immortal Holy Temple were all forces on his side, Feng Wuchen felt much more at ease.

Since Dantong had stepped in, he naturally wouldn’t just stand by and watch.

"What? Sent by Senior Dantong?" Everyone was greatly shocked.

Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "Xuan Mu is trustworthy. I believe Dantong won’t harm us. Besides the Xuan Ding Holy Sect, we also have the Immortal Holy Temple and the Saint Emperor Clan helping us."

Hearing this, everyone in the hall let out a breath of relief.

"Lord Feng, Zhu Xuantian is about to make a move. He and Xuan You are heading for the Great Archon Temple!" Just as everyone relaxed, Su Yuan entered the main hall to report.

"The battle has begun? With Xuan You helping, the Great Archon Temple is probably finished this time." Liu Qingyang said gloatingly.

Bei Dou Yan sneered, "He brought this on himself. He forced his own son into a dead end. Even if he regrets it now, it’s useless. Zhu Sha is dead for sure."