Chapter 689: Fear Not, Young Master Ye

Ye Guan found himself deeply intrigued by this new approach to battles. Driven by his curiosity, he practiced continuously and gradually refined the technique.

Each swing of the blade was unpredictable and even Ye Guan himself couldn't anticipate the timing of the next strike. He relied solely on the rhythm of his own attack to gauge its arrival. Simply put, if he was not the one to wield the sword, he would have no idea when it appeared.

The spacetime energy was mysterious and it completely suppressed spacetime at present. Nothing prevented this unique spacetime from striking. Furthermore, the potency of the strike was astounding.

Yet, Ye Guan could not fully harness the spacetime energy. Its boundless potential was out of his reach.

This day, Ye Guan abruptly ceased his practice. He left the tiny pagoda and met Zhen Tian outside.

Ever since Ye Guan’s fleshy body was shattered in the Ancient Wilderness, Ye Guan had secluded himself and Zhen Tian was worried that Ye Guan’s mental state would be affected.

"Senior," Ye Guan greeted with a smile. The jovial nature of Ye Guan dispelled Zhen Tian’s concerns. Evidently, Ye Guan was fine.

"We've received word that the God Clan has met with the Temple of the Gods," Zhen Tian revealed with a grave tone.

"It seems the Temple of the Gods has sided with them.”

Zhen Tian affirmed with a nod. After a while, Ye Guan took out an ancient scroll. “This is a copy of the journal from the First God. Senior, this is a matter between them and me. The Zhen Clan need not be involved. Whether it's the God Clan, the Ancient Wilderness, or the Temple of the Gods, I'll confront them alone."

With that declaration, Ye Guan left the ancient scroll behind, transforming into a streak of sword light that vanished into the depths of the starry skies. He did not want to drag the Zhen Clan into his troubles. After all, if a great battle broke out, the Zhen Clan would be implicated badly.

As Zhen Tian watched Ye Guan's departure, he grappled with a mix of emotions. Though taken aback by Ye Guan's sudden gesture, he ultimately understood Ye Guan’s intentions. There was a lot of pressure on Zhen Tian because the Zhen Clan wasn’t doing well. While Zhen Tian had confidence, his own clan members did not.

With the God Clan initiating a full-scale conflict and tensions escalating with the Ancient Wilderness, the Temple of the God’s involvement only added fuel to the fire. Hence, a lot of his clan members’ resolves were wavering.

All these factors were plunging the Zhen Clan into an increasingly dire situation. A full-blown war spelt death.

Zhen Tian gazed at the ancient scroll before him and fell silent for a moment. Then, abruptly, he spoke, "Elder."

With his words, an old man materialized by his side.

Zhen Tian's expression remained stoic. "Summon the elders."

The old man appeared taken aback but Zhen Tian commanded, "Go and fetch them."

He was ready to take a risk. His gamble was that the influence backing Ye Guan surpassed that of the three clans, possibly even rivaling the Primordial Spirit Land... Although he found it somewhat improbable, he was willing to take the chance.

What if I am right?

The Zhen Clan would ascend to a superpower, securing its positioning. Yet, he couldn't shake off a hint of unease, for if he lost the gamble, then the Zhen Clan... Zhen Tian slowly shut his eyes, "Someone who disregards even the journal of the First God... I refuse to believe the forces behind you are ordinary... Ninety percent divinity, Young Master Ye, there must be a ninety percent divinity elite behind you, am I right?"

As long as there was an elite with ninety percent divinity behind Ye Guan, the Zhen Clan would win the bet.

Regardless of the might of the God Clan or the Ancient Wilderness, as long as there's one ninety percent divinity elite behind Ye Guan, they could be brought down.

Eighty percent divinity versus ninety percent divinity, there's simply no comparison!

Zhen Tian’s hunch was that even if the forces behind Ye Guan weren't as formidable as the Primordial Spirit Land, there had to be at least a ninety percent divinity elite. Thus, he decided to take the risk.

...

After Ye Guan departed from the Zhen Clan, he returned to the First God Universe and contacted Mu Yuan.

Amidst a vast mountain range, Ye Guan stood before a serene pool. An old man, Mu Yuan, stood before him. Behind Mu Yuan stood sixty-two individuals. These individuals were all former God Generals of the Divine Temple.

A glance from Ye Guan revealed that some of these God Generals had reached the Divine Dao realm. At this moment, all eyes were fixed on Ye Guan for he was the inheritor of the First God.

Mu Yuan stated, "Young Master Ye, they're all willing to follow you."

Ye Guan cast a brief glance at the God Generals, then opened his palm, conjuring a hundred Ancestral Origins before them. Witnessing this, the God Generals erupted in joy and they promptly paid their respects to Ye Guan.

Ye Guan nodded subtly. He understood that now was not the time for discussing faith or painting grand visions. After all, he wasn't the First God, and these individuals didn't hold such reverence and faith towards him.

Practicality was key at this juncture and evidently, his intuition was correct. Aside from the two Divine Dao Realm God Generals, the others were genuinely pleased.

Since departing from the Temple of the Gods, they had lived as rouge cultivators, a lifestyle fraught with hardship.

Ye Guan didn't linger in conversation with them, instead he ushered all of them into the tiny pagoda. As they entered, the demeanor of all the God Generals turned grave, including the two God Generals in the Divine Dao realm.

At that moment, they realized that Ye Guan was unfathomable, and any trace of disdain vanished from their hearts.

Outside, Mu Yuan remarked, "With adequate resources, they won't find it difficult to reach the Divine Dao realm in the future."

"Stick with me, and resources won't be a problem."

"That's for sure."

Having accompanied Ye Guan for so long, he understood well that money was the least of Ye Guan's concerns.

Suddenly, Mu Yuan seemed to recall something. "Young Master Ye, about this God Clan..." Ye Guan smiled knowingly. "You know of it?"

"The God Clan, along with the Ancient Wilderness, and even the Temple of the Gods..."

"I'll handle it."

Mu Yuan glanced at Ye Guan, about to speak, but before he could, the space before Ye Guan rippled slightly.

Mu Yuan's demeanor shifted and he poised for combat but Ye Guan interrupted, "He's with us."

In the midst of Mu Yuan's confusion, a figure cloaked in black materialized before Ye Guan, bowing respectfully, "Young Master."

It was An You and he was finally here. Catching sight of An You, a small smile touched Ye Guan's lips. His arrival surely meant news from Qin Guan. Observing An You, Mu Yuan's curiosity piqued, he knew this man must be from Ye Guan's family. "

When is Mother coming to the Old Era?"

"Any moment now,"

"Is everything sorted along the Time River?"

"Yes, Young Master. Pavillion Master said: Just keep calm; she's on her way."

"Haha!" Ye Guan chuckled, a warm feeling enveloping him. An You's smile mirrored his own. Ye Guan's rapid growth both amazed and gave him mixed feelings. From a mere youngster with little strength to this... how time flies!

An You couldn't help but marvel inwardly. Suddenly, Ye Guan asked, "Does Mother know what's happening here?"

"Yes, the investigation is complete. Also, apart from the God Clan and the Ancient Wilderness, the Black Death Sovereign has agreed to aid the God Clan in dealing with you..."

Ye Guan's expression froze, "The Black Death Sovereign?"

"Indeed."

Ye Guan's demeanor turned perplexed, "Why?"

"It seems the God Clan offered the First God’s journal as leverage..."

Ye Guan smiled knowingly, keeping silent.

I handed it over to Sister Ruo before and she didn’t want to glance at it. How could she now assist the God Clan? Clearly, something is amiss.

"Furthermore, the Chu Palace has also pledged support..."

"The Chu Palace?"

"They were once powerful and on par with the Primordial Spirit Land, but internal strife led to decline. Though weakened, they're not to be underestimated."

Ye Guan nodded in understanding, "Got it."

“Was this intel gathered by your people?"

"No, they lack the strength to establish here."

Ye Guan's curiosity peaked, "Then who?"

“Lady Ding's people."

"Aunt Ding?”

"Yes."

"I see."

"Young Master, our priority is finding a hiding place and wait for Pavilion Master to arrive. Keep your whereabouts concealed from the God Clan to avoid..."

Before he could finish, the distant horizon churned and ominous auras rushed forth. Witnessing this, An You's expression darkened, and Mu Yuan grew grave. Ye Guan's gaze turned to the horizon, his concern evident.

The God Clan was here.

"Fear not, Young Master Ye!"

At that moment, a voice broke through from the other side.