“Speaking as if you’re some kind of philanthropist,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Seeing the appearance of the old man and the middle-aged man, the remaining elders of the Feather Race were struck by this sudden change.

The Fourth Elder quickly greeted, “Ancestor Kouji, Ancestor Chengfeng, why are you here?”

The white-robed old man, the so-called Ancestor Kouji, replied calmly, “With the Feather Race attacking the Stone Race, how could we possibly not be here for something so important?”

“That’s true,” the Fourth Elder nodded slightly.

“So many years have passed, yet you still show no progress, you truly are disappointing,” the Feather Race’s Ancestor Chengfeng said from the side. “So many people against just one opponent, at the same cultivation realm, and you end up in such a sorry state.”

Hearing the words of his own ancestor, the Fourth Elder lowered his head slightly.

For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

He did not dare to refute, at this point, let alone running away, even his life was hanging by a thread.

“Sigh, I have no interest in standing here listening to you chat about family matters,” Xu Zimo said impatiently from the side.

“Since you insist on making yourself an enemy of my Feather Race, I will come and test your strength,” Ancestor Chengfeng said.

He stepped through the air, white robes fluttering, exuding the refined demeanor of a worldly gentleman.

The two swords strapped to his back trembled lightly at this moment, letting out a soft hum,

As if they, too, wished to enter the fray.

“Be careful, Ancestor,” several of the elders quickly reminded him.

“Mind your own safety,” Ancestor Chengfeng said indifferently.

A mighty aura surged from him, vast immortal energy pouring out from behind him like a galaxy cascading down for three thousand miles, drowning the nine provinces from above.

The entire sky was shrouded in this boundless immortal might.

Clearly, his entry into the Immortal Path was far stronger than that of the First Elder.

At the very least, he was at the Immortal Sovereign Realm, perhaps even at the Zenith Immortal Realm.

The two long swords at his back turned into streams of light, one blue, floating around Ancestor Chengfeng, and the other purple, held in his hand.

With both swords drawn, an endless sword intent fell like a chilling wind, carrying a sharp and killing coldness.

“Kill,” Ancestor Chengfeng said in a low voice.

He charged directly at Xu Zimo.

Shadow Tyrant in Xu Zimo’s hand showed no fear, bursting out with terrifying saber intent to clash with him.

Blade and sword roared together, colliding high in the sky,

Shattering a vast swathe of the void.

“Riding the Wind, Breaking the Waves,” Feather Race’s Ancestor Chengfeng shouted.

The two swords around him seemed to transform into a towering tidal wave, drowning the entire void,

Enveloping Xu Zimo completely.

Above his head, roaring waves surged into the sky.

When the waves reached their peak, two streaks of sword light tore through everything,

As if cutting down all brilliance, they closed in from Xu Zimo’s left and right at once.

The two swords moved at the speed of light, shattering all the void along their path, gathering all their power into a single point.

Two crisp clangs of sword hums rang out, Xu Zimo held one sword in each hand, gripping them tightly in his palms.

The long swords struggled desperately, but Xu Zimo ignored it.

Even as the flesh of his palms tore open and blood flowed freely, he did not loosen his grip.

Seeing Xu Zimo seize both of his swords, Ancestor Chengfeng’s gaze tightened slightly.

“Here, have them back,” Xu Zimo said with a light smile.

He swung the two swords in a wide three-hundred-and-sixty-degree arc, then hurled them back.

The two long swords, carrying astonishing sword intent, slashed toward Ancestor Chengfeng.

Countless streams of light surged from their tips, breaking through all obstacles, truly like riding the wind and breaking the waves.

It was already impossible for Ancestor Chengfeng to dodge. He brought his palms together, light purple spiritforce spreading in his hands,

Then slowly drew his palms apart, forming a purple barrier before him.

With a loud explosion, the two attacking swords detonated in front of him.

The purple barrier shattered instantly, and Ancestor Chengfeng’s body was blasted backward.

Ancestor Kouji frowned slightly from the side.

“Chengfeng,” he called toward the center of the blast.

“I’m fine,” Ancestor Chengfeng’s figure emerged from the aftermath.

He did not seem badly injured, but his white robes were somewhat disheveled.

The topknot on his head had come undone, black hair falling loosely around him.

He looked at Xu Zimo with a serious expression.

Then said, “Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from the youth. Indeed, among the younger generation, you have the right to be proud.”

“Are you all right?” Ancestor Kouji asked from the side.

“Let’s fight together,” Ancestor Chengfeng replied.

“What?” Ancestor Kouji was slightly stunned.

For the two of them, as ancestral figures, to join forces against a junior, this would sound shameful if it spread.

“He is not simple, I fear I am not his match,” Ancestor Chengfeng said in just a few words, clear and direct.

Ancestor Kouji was still slightly stunned.

Xu Zimo was only at the God Meridian Realm.

He was at the Zenith Immortal Realm, while Ancestor Chengfeng was an Immortal Sovereign, how could they not defeat a God Meridian cultivator?

But Xu Zimo gave him no time to think.

The Three Gates and the Heaven-Shattering Force within him spun wildly.

In the sky above, three gates tore open,

Life, Death, and Eternity. As the three gates opened, boundless radiance poured down in torrents.

The Heaven-Shattering Giant bathed in the light, letting out a sky-shaking roar.

Such a vision naturally alarmed the combatants of both clans in this great battle on Sacred Stone Mountain.

“What is that thing?” someone asked in shock.

“I don’t know, it seems to be in the direction of the two ancestors.”

“Everyone, stay away from it, that’s not something we can get close to.”

“Could it be there’s someone in the Stone Race who can stand against the two ancestors?” another asked in puzzlement.

The Stone Race did not have many true ancestors.

Though their race reproduced slowly over long periods, their lifespans were not especially long.

It was said that the founder of the Stone Race was a piece of primordial heaven-and-earth stone.

They had no flesh and blood, being able to have consciousness and survive depended entirely on the stone essence within their bodies.

When the stone essence was completely depleted, their lifespan ended.

This unique way of living meant the Stone Race’s lifespans were generally short.

According to their intelligence, in recent years one of the Stone Race’s ancestors had passed away.

Now only one remained, already in the twilight of life, unwilling to act lightly.

It was said that he could not even last through a single battle before his stone essence ran out.

This was why they dared to so brazenly attack the Stone Race.

…

At this moment, the sky was completely filled with the vast immortal energy of the two.

Both had released their true fate.

Ancestor Chengfeng’s true fate was two streams of gas, one purple and one blue, flowing around him.

Behind Ancestor Kouji was a rotating disk.

This disk slowly turned, as if it was connected to everyone present, as though invisible threads linked all of them to the disk.

Unseen, intangible, yet undeniably real.

Especially when the disk appeared, everyone’s sense of its presence grew even stronger.