Chapter 1382: Chapter 530: Return to the Clan_2

"Didn’t expect this, did you? Not only have I survived this era, but I’ve also become a Holy King!"

"Prince Brother, it feels like you’ve made no progress over the years. Still at Supreme Holy Completion, not even trying to break through to Demigod?"

Bertnar’s face turned dark instantly, cursing under his breath:

"Brother is the father of Divine Enthronement, envious?"

"Tch, I am a Little Lord of the Solar Abyss. What haven’t I seen over these years?"

Lieyang Mushoucong laughed heartily, stepping forward and patting Bertnar’s back vigorously. The intense heat forced the Vampire Prince to reveal a fierce glare:

"Brother is in a good mood now, not looking to fight!"

"Jump around again, and I’ll pull out all the green onions on your head, letting you know the danger of the mortal world!"

"Big Brother, calm down, Xiaocong is just joking."

Lieyang Mushoucong shrunk his neck, protecting his head immediately, afraid that Bertnar might act first and ask questions later, which would disfigure him.

"Boom——"

Amidst the commotion, the formation was being activated.

Soon, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood spanned the heavens and earth, with densely packed steles drawing attention.

"Wow~~~"

Night Roufeng reached out and removed the spiritual tablet of "Godslayer Asura" with a hand.

Having the tablet of someone resurrected from death is undoubtedly a joke.

However, the mountain of corpses and sea of blood do not just face the fallen clan members.

Existing people also have tablets. Anyone with the surname Ye has a black background, and if they have made achievements, red annotations are added.

"Splash!"

Ye Hanjun caught the blank tablet thrown by Night Roufeng, writing with his finger strength before tossing it onto the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Ye Ming, Ye Ying, Ye Shu... The keen-eyed Mr. Ye immediately noticed that he was writing not his own name but the seven characters "Netherworld True Monarch·Ye Chengfeng".

"Chengfeng Ancestor has not perished. He has resurrected from death by merging with his Ultimate Flash Fond Spirit."

Ye Hanjun bowed solemnly and said:

"Now that the Heavenly Dao has overturned, he is one of its pillars, unable to split himself."

"Since I have returned to the clan, I naturally want his name to be at the top of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, upright in body and name."

"What? Chengfeng Ancestor?!"

Mr. Ye was in an uproar, and the other Elder ranks around were in shock.

Then, Ye Hanjun briefly explained the background of Chengfeng Ancestor.

It was a secret unknown even to Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu, and Ye Wen Fei. Hearing it was like thunder in their ears.

"Grandfather..."

Night Roufeng felt dazed, even more so than digesting Ye Hanjun’s double crown proof, losing herself.

She was appointed by Ye Shitian, the current head of the family, wielding power over the clan.

But the family tree has countless branches.

Traced back, her lineage distanced from Ye Shitian, the true source being Ye Chengfeng.

This is also the reason why her name was adorned with the character "Feng".

"That being said, our Ming Lamp Night Clan has long stood at the world’s end?!"

Ye Xuanren clicked his tongue, his white hair telling tales of the years:

"The upheaval of the Near Ancient Cosmos’s eighth era radiates till now. Ultimately, the beneficiary is still the Ming Lamp Night Clan?!"

"Yes."

Ye Hanjun nodded and fetched another blank tablet, writing his own name.

When he threw it onto the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, it was not listed separately but placed in sequence behind Ye Chengfeng:

"According to the original clan rules, only Ye Clan Crown Rank may be called ancestor."

"Chengfeng Ancestor had a special opportunity, although not human, this ancestor title can’t be deprived."

"If I return to the clan, I should be the fourth ancestor."

"We shall comply with the fourth ancestor’s orders!"

A group of Elders nodded, reverently.

"Check and fill the gaps of the scattered Ye Clan members, inscribe each name on the mountain of corpses and sea of blood."

"Additionally, there’s a batch of spiritual material here, to be added to the clan library, distributed freely to clan members in need."

...

Ye Hanjun gradually explained the important matters.

At the same time, he rejected the notion of Ye Roufeng wanting to directly hand over the position of family head:

"Aunt Feng, the current priority is to settle the wounded."

"The ’Calamity’ has not yet been resolved. It could manifest its true form at any time. Until the final battle arrives, I must keep a watch on the heavens and earth, with no time to concern myself with other matters."

"So be it."

Ye Roufeng was quite decisive. The failed power transfer did not stop her, and she immediately adjusted her thinking:

"The Ming Lamp Night Clan has become so formidable that there is no need to worry about any Divine Clan in the heavens."

"I am not qualified to participate in the divine battle, nor do I have the right to glimpse into the higher battles of the gods. The only thing I want to say is, don’t worry about our life and death. The Ye Clan has no cowards. Even if the three ancestors and four forefathers ultimately lose, you are still heroes, and no one will speak ill of you."

After speaking, Ye Roufeng bowed and hurriedly left.

Ye Hanjun was slightly startled, then wandered among the clan members. After shrugging off fervent followers like Ye Ming, he turned around and disappeared into Without-Sun City.

...

Year 20 of the Third Era of the New Epoch.

The reconstructed Long Night Corridor had only corridors but no signs of plant regrowth.

It still had a lifeless appearance, filled with deathly stillness. Any being who loved nature would wrinkle their brow upon stepping here, feeling discomfort all over.

"How are things?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Ginseng Marshal sat on the foot of the Titan Giant God, as if atop a mountain peak, asking solemnly.

"Not good."

Xu Xuan looked up, seeing lightning tearing through the sky like ferocious silver serpents.

The darkness was dispelled, and endless flashes transformed into pillars of light, accompanied by howling wild winds and pouring rain. The Heavenly Gods’ fury was just like this.

"Twenty years, gone in the blink of an eye."

"Sword Thunder Child’s aura has become deeper. Frost begins to condense in the air. Before long, it won’t rain from the sky, but hail and ice spikes."

Ye Hanjun sat on the Sky Blanket, his eyes dim but perceptive:

"But, as Sword Thunder Child gets closer to the position of Heavenly Venerate, the cracks in this place multiply."

"Perhaps at the very moment Sword Thunder Child breaks through, Calamity will use this place as a breakthrough point, instantly descending and sweeping us all away, cutting off the hope of all beings."

"Hmph! If we’re driven to a dead end, then we fight to the death!"

A one-armed God of Wildmen raised his fist, filled with killing intent.

However, another God, as if composed of millions of stars gathered into one, gave a bitter smile and asked dejectedly:

"Fight? With what?"

"Calamity was able to defeat the Four Great Heavenly Venerates just after it formed."

"Now, it’s further corrupting the Heavenly Dao to seize more power and is undoubtedly more dangerous."

"Even though we are divine beings, and could gain a name despite being in the Single Seal, we stand no chance against a Double Seal."

"Facing Calamity in its ultimate form, rushing forward is just delivering ourselves... isn’t that the saying?"

Spicy Demon Emperor gritted his teeth:

"But that’s still better than waiting to die!"

"Watching our descendants falling into the Fallen Abyss, while we can do nothing about it, this powerlessness truly tarnishes the title of the family’s guardian deity!"

Ye Hanjun turned a deaf ear to the negative emotions, instead focusing his gaze on Lan Qixiong and then on Helian Baxuan:

"Elders, do you have any ideas?"

"I know nothing about the Mechanical Law. You are the pioneers on this path; if you shake your head, we’ll be truly stumped."

Helian Baxuan, in his Mecha Form, looked at the two divinities before him, deep in thought:

"The Barbarian Divine Status, the Mechanical Divine Status, they are all here."

"This Chimera has clearly broken through the barrier of the Holy King in recent years, ascending to the rank of demigod."

"Why is it so difficult to fuse the divinities, unable to absorb them into the body and initiate the first basic step of refining?"

"Double Seal from different origins—it isn’t that simple."

Reflecting the image of the three-eyed white crow, Mo hugged Ye Hanjun’s ankle, casually saying:

"I attained the Heavenly Venerate Fruit Position at the end of the Ancient Era. Even though I later split my divine power and accidentally created the ’Doomsday Cube’, my position remains legitimate and cannot be falsified."

"With this prerequisite condition, Mo still had to grow with me, absorb valuable cultivation resources piece by piece, and ultimately take this step."

"This three-headed half-barbarian, half-mechanical being has an unsatisfactory bloodline but excels in acquired opportunities."

"They want to leap from demigod to Heavenly Venerate. Even with combined efforts, it would take at least ten to twenty thousand years. Clutching at straws now? Better give up early."