I Have A Sword

In truth, Ye Guan had been following the Wang Clan ever since they entered the Immortal Origin Clan.

Ye Guan was surprised when the Immortal Origin Clan turned against the Wang Clan. He hadn't anticipated the Immortal Origin Clan to be so domineering and brave that they'd resort to murder for the sake of Ancestral Origin.

However, it was an opportunity in his eyes—an enemy's enemy was a friend, after all.

When Wang Zong revealed a token earlier, Ye Guan's figure tensed up. He knew that the Wang Clan still had a trump card, so he did not hesitate to make a move.

Sima Ru scrutinized Ye Guan, his brow furrowing as he asked, "Are you... the Ye Guan that they've been chasing all this while?"

Ye Guan smiled. "Indeed."

Sima Ru was quiet for a while before asking, "They mobilized their entire clan to hunt you down?"

Ye Guan nodded lightly, maintaining a calm demeanor outside, but he was secretly on guard.

The Grand Elder chimed in, "He has Ancestral Veins!"

Sima Ru's gaze narrowed.

Noticing Sima Ru's reaction, the Grand Elder added, "And he has more than one.”

Sima Ru turned to the Grand Elder and asked, "Are you trying to sow discord here?"

The Grand Elder glared at Sima Ru. "The Ancestral Veins on him—"

"What a despicable tactic," Sima Ru interrupted, waving his hand dismissively as he said, "Why don't you stop humiliating yourself? So what if he has Ancestral Veins? His Ancestral Veins has got nothing to do with me. Our Immortal Origin Clan is poor, but we have integrity. We won't claim what rightfully belongs to others."

The members of the Wang Clan exchanged confused glances.

The Grand Elder’s expression darkened at Sima Ru's rebuke.

Sima Ru's remarks were a blatant insult to their Wang Clan.

Ye Guan glanced at Sima Ru with a faint smile. He had dared to show his face, so he wasn't afraid of the Immortal Origin Clan at all. Moreover, escape was always an option.

Sima Ru turned to Ye Guan and asked, "Shall we join forces?"

Ye Guan smiled in agreement.

"Attack!" Sima Ru commanded. The Immortal Origin Clan members charged at the Wang Clan's elites.

The members of the Wang Clan here had to be annihilated. There could be no half-measures, or the Immortal Origin Clan would never be able to sleep in peace at night.

Almost simultaneously, Ye Guan transformed into a streak of sword light, vanishing from sight. His target—the leader of the Wang Clan.

Wang Zong's pupils constricted at Ye Guan's approach.

"You..." Wang Zong was confused why Ye Guan seemed unaffected by the seal, but it didn't take him long to realize that Ye Guan was actually resisting the seal. It wasn't like he was exempted from it.

No way... how? Wang Zong was in disbelief.

Even Wang Zong found it incredibly taxing to withstand the seal's power, despite being an Ancient Sovereign.

However, Ye Guan was actually facing the seal's pressure head-on while attacking with such strength.

In a heartbeat, Wang Zong's mind raced with a myriad of thoughts. The Wang Clan had vastly underestimated Ye Guan. Unfortunately, they were way beyond the point of no regret.

Wang Zong took a deep breath and turned his wrist. A radiant divine light erupted from him, forcing him to retreat.

Just then, Sima Ru closed in, delivering a powerful blow to Wang Zong.

The radiant divine light shattered, and Wang Zong was blasted away. Before he could stabilize himself in mid-air, Ye Guan appeared above him with a move much more powerful than earlier.

Wang Zong’s heart jumped, and he raised his arm to block. A golden shield of divine light formed before him.

The collision of Ye Guan's sword and Wang Zong's shield generated a thunderous boom that ripped across the battlefield.

The two staggered backward, and Sima Ru wasn't going to let that opportunity go as he charged at Wang Zong.

A powerful sword move descended upon Wang Zong, leaving him no time to recover as Sima Ru's sword made a beeline for him.

At the critical juncture, Wang Zong gathered his resolve, and his eyes sharpened as he gripped his fists tightly.

A rumbling noise echoed from within him as he set his fleshly body and soul ablaze, sending his aura shooting through the roof.

Wang Zong swung his fist, delivering a mighty punch containing a torrent of divine light.

BOOM!

Ye Guan and Sima Ru were blasted away. Ye Guan furrowed his brows, surprised by Wang Zong's drastic measure.

Sima Ru remained silent, but a sense of caution stirred within him. Confronting the Wang Clan carried immense consequences, and he knew that the Immortal Origin Clan was no match for the entire Wang Clan outside. In other words, a retreat was not an option for them, and they had to fight to the bitter end, as the Wang Clan outside would surely descend upon them and slaughter them the moment they heard about what the Immortal Origin Clan had done to their elites.

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Sima Ru chose to ally with Ye Guan. The young swordsman was surely anything but ordinary, as he had the entire Wang Clan chasing after him.

If Sima Ru were to show any ill intent toward Ye Guan, it wouldn't do anything other than make more enemies for the Immortal Origin Clan.

Meanwhile, Wang Zong looked around and saw that there were barely any Wang Clan elites around him.

It was a massacre. They had come here as a mighty force, but only a few thousand of them were left, along with the Grand Elder and a handful of supreme elites.

Wang Zong's eyes burned with rage upon realizing that the Wang Clan elites here would soon be annihilated. This wouldn't have happened if it weren't for the seal. Unfortunately, their cultivation bases were sealed, and they didn't have as many methods to fight as they had outside.

Wang Zong was filled with regret. However, it wasn't because he had made an enemy out of Ye Guan, but because he had underestimated the First God Paradise.

The Wang Clan had long grown accustomed to their arrogance, and they truly believed that every other clan was supposed to bow to them.

Thus, they ventured arrogantly into the First God Paradise only to stumble upon a setback in the form of the Immortal Origin Sect utterly disregarding their status.

Was Wang Zong going to blae the Immortal Origin Sect? No, he was blaming himself for his arrogance and recklessness.

Wang Zong took a deep breath as his fleshly body and soul disintegrated into nothingness. Then, he turned to the Grand Elder nearby and commanded, "Once you're outside, I want you to spread the word: the First God inheritance is with Ye Guan."

Wang Zong then lifted his head, and a tremor ran through his arm as the gold bracelet on his wrist erupted into a radiant beam of light and tore through the fabric of spacetime.

The mysterious seal descended once more, suppressing Wang Zong.

However, Wang Zong gnashed his teeth and resisted the seal with all his might.

Sima Ru's expression shifted abruptly upon seeing the spacetime rift.

"Attack!" Sima Ru commanded.

However, Wang Zong turned toward him and swung his fist, unleashing a torrent of divine light toward Sima Ru.

Sima Ru and the other clan members were forced to retreat against the overwhelmingly powerful torrent of divine light.

Even Ye Guan stepped back, refusing to confront the divine light head-on.

Wang Zong had ignited his fleshly body, soul, and his divine artifact, which meant that he had become terrifyingly powerful for them to confront.

Sima Ru and the others retreated frantically.

Wang Zong turned to the rest of his clan members and bellowed, "Leave now!"

The Wang Clan members soared into the rift in spacetime. However, before a hundred of them could fly into the rift, the seal shattered the gold bracelet.

The seal suppressed Wang Zong once more, and his strength was reduced to that of a mere mortal.

Kneeling in mid-air, Wang Zong's figure became transparent. He had sacrificed his fleshly body, soul, and a divine artifact, but he only managed to maintain a rift in the First God Paradise's spacetime for just a few seconds.

However, a few seconds was enough; they could not be annihilated here.

The remaining Wang Clan elites were consumed by fear and despair. The sense of invincibility in their hearts was shattered ruthlessly as the denizens of the First God Paradise trampled on them. They didn't care about their status as Descendants of the Gods at all. Soon, anguished cries filled the air, which signaled the start of another slaughter.

Ignoring the chaos, Wang Zong slowly raised his gaze toward Ye Guan in the distance. A smirk played on his lips as he said, "Soon, the four clans of the Descendants of the Gods will come seeking you..."

With that, Wang Zong vanished into thin air.

Ye Guan remained composed, casting a glance at the sky. Only now did he realize that with enough strength, one could break this seal. However, he did not attempt it. He could just use the teleportation array from the Martial Clan.

Turning around, Ye Guan found Sima Ru watching him.

Ye Guan smiled and remarked, "Clan Leader Ru, that was a fruitful collaboration."

Sima Ru smiled as well. "Indeed."

"Till we meet again," Ye Guan said before turning around to leave.

Staring at Ye Guan's back profile, Sima Ru suddenly asked, "Young Master Ye, their treasures..."

Ye Guan waved his hand dismissively. "Not interested."

Sima Ru's smile faded at the response.

A member of the Immortal Origin Clan approached Sima Ru, and his voice was grave as he said, "Clan Leader, that young man surely has Ancestral Veins..."

However, Sima Ru remained calm. "I know."

The man asked, "Then why—"

"He doesn't even care about so many strands of Ancestral Origin," Sima Ru interrupted and asked, "Which family do you think he's from? Surely, he's the son of a prestigious family. It's best not to provoke him.”

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