Chapter 2413 The Wen Clan

Within the Dao-Forbidden Heavenly Canopy.

Ominous and bizarre disasters surged like torrents, sweeping through the void like a hurricane. Its terrifying aura could easily tear apart Emperor-level cultivators.

The Ferry Dao Platform drifted slowly through the area, its obscure immortal power constantly dissolving and neutralizing the chaotic forces. Even so, its speed gradually slowed.

Lin Xun raised his head and looked into the distance.

The Dao-Forbidden Heavenly Canopy was known as a forbidden zone across the universe. It was so dangerous that even immortal figures dared not tread lightly.

Now that he was personally experiencing it, Lin Xun finally grasped how terrifying this place truly was. Even with the protection of the Ferry Dao Platform’s power, simply witnessing the chaos in the distance was enough to strike fear into the heart.

The other cultivators on the platform wore varied expressions as they took in the scene.

“Everyone.”

Suddenly, a gray-haired old man with a beard spoke aloud, drawing everyone’s attention.

He smiled and said, “I have a suggestion. Since fate has brought us together to the Kun Earth Realm Gate, why not form an alliance? As far as I know, most groups who have journeyed to the Great Thousand Battle Domain in the past years have done so.”

His words made many people’s eyes light up.

After all, the Great Thousand Battle Domain was filled with peril and killing intent. The road to the Eternal True Realm was strewn with the bones and blood of countless fallen Emperors.

Compared to traveling alone, forming an alliance seemed like the wiser path.

However, some remained indifferent or even dismissive.

Fang Xuanzhen and his companions, the sword-bearing man in long robes and his group, and other powerful figures completely ignored the suggestions.

Someone even sneered, “In the Great Thousand Battle Domain, backstabbing among allies is more common than loyalty. Alliances? What use are they when people’s hearts are divided? When danger comes, they scatter like a mob.”

Many nodded in agreement.

These cultivators came from different worlds and every one of them wielded world-shaking strength. Within their own domains, there were like unrivaled overlords.

The more powerful and seasoned one was, the less likely they were to rely on others.

“Forming an alliance is fine, as long as it’s for minor matters. But if it’s a life or death situation, or something truly difficult, when we help if we can. No obligations,” Ning Daozhi suddenly chuckled. This supreme Emperor from the Mystical Cavern World had a graceful demeanor and calm bearing.

His words struck a chord with many.

The old Emperor Ancestor who first made the suggestion smiled warmly. “Well said, Fellow Daoist. In that case, those willing to form an alliance may simply speak up.”

Immediately, a majority of the Emperor-level cultivators, those who hadn’t set foot on the Supreme Path, chose to agree.

Moreover, many even looked to the old man and Ning Daozhi as the natural leaders of this alliance.

This was a strategic move. Those Emperors knew well that for figures like them, an alliance posed little risk but offered considerable benefit.

Gradually, as more and more Emperors expressed their willingness to form an alliance, the balance began to shift.

Those who joined forces naturally formed a large camp.

Meanwhile, others who chose not to join the alliance banded together in their own small factions.

Figures like Fang Xuanzhen, the sword-bearing man in long robes, Xing Mutian, Mad Scholar Emperor, Starry Jade Emperor and other top-tier existences were all followed by groups of Emperor-level cultivators, each forming powerful forces of their own.

Only Lin Xun and the monk Yunliu from the Little Thunderclap Temple of the Great Thunderclap World, remained standing alone off to the side like misfits.

“Fellow Daoist Yunliu, why not join us?” Ning Daozhi invited with a warm smile.

As a supreme Emperor, Ning Daozhi was keenly aware that if someone like Yunliu were to join their alliance, it would significantly boost their overall strength.

Yunliu, thin and draped in a simple monk’s robe with straw sandals on his feet, stood calm and composed like an immovable rock. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, “I’m used to walking alone.”

It was a refusal.

Disappointment rippled across the alliance.

Despite that, Ning Daozhi remained undeterred. He chuckled and said, “No matter. If you change your mind at any time, you’ll be welcomed with open arms.”

Then, he turned to Lin Xun. “Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to join us?”

Lin Xun shook his head. “Apologies, I, too, prefer to walk alone.”

Ning Daozhi smiled, his thoughts unreadable. “No worries, no worries.”

Just then, a cold snort sounded, “After all these years, the declining Ancient Nebula Road finally produced a supreme Emperor, but you insist on going your own way. If you meet a tragic end in the Great Thousand Battle Domain, it’ll be a real pity.”

Lin Xun looked up and saw that the one who spoke was an Emperor Ancestor who had joined the alliance. He had the appearance of a young man, but in truth he was an old monster.

He seemed displeased that Lin Xun had rejected Ning Daozhi’s invitation to join the alliance.

In fact, several others were also wearing expressions of faint displeasure.

This made Lin Xun raise an eyebrow. When Yunliu declined, they had merely shown disappointment and dared not express any resentment.

However, when he did the same, they immediately reacted with irritation and coldness. The difference proved that they did not treat him with the same respect as they did with Yunliu.

Is it because I’m from the Ancient Nebula Road and my reputation isn’t as illustrious as Yunliu’s?

Lin Xun vaguely sensed that this was likely the case.

After a moment of silence, he raised a hand and pointed at Fang Xuanzhen and said calmly to the young-looking Emperor Ancestor, “Once we arrive at the Great Thousand Battle Domain, Fellow Daoist Fang Xuanzhen and I will likely become enemies. If you’re not afraid of being dragged into that storm, then by all means form an alliance with me.”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then their expressions subtly shifted.

The Emperor Ancestor who had mocked Lin Xun earlier fell silent, his expression awkward.

None of them dared to take Fang Xuanzhen lightly!

Even Ning Daozhi was stunned and said nothing.

Fang Xuanzhen couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, looking at Lin Xun indifferently. “Whether we become enemies or not is up to you. Before we arrived at the Great Thousand Battle Domain, you still have a chance to change your mind.”

Those words basically confirmed Lin Xun’s claim, making the expressions of many alliance members even more awkward.

Lin Xun simply smiled and said nothing more.

“You come from the Ancient Nebula Road?”

Suddenly, the sword-bearing man in the long robe spoke. His voice was deep and commanding, and his eyes were like a pair of blinding lightning.

Lin Xun cast an imperceptible glance at Mi Wuya and Yan Yurou before calmly replying, “Yes.”

The man continued, “I’ve heard there is a supreme Emperor in the Ancient Nebula Road named Lin Daoyuan, is that you?”

“Young Master, it’s not him. I’ve met Lin Daoyuan before. He’s arrogant and domineering, completely different from this fellow daoist,” Yan Yurou whispered before Lin Xun could respond.

PA!

Her words had barely fallen when a frail-looking old woman beside the sword-bearing man raised her hand and struck across her face with a crisp slap.

“How dare a lowly servant interrupt while the Young Master is speaking? Do that again and I’ll cripple you on the spot!”

A red, swollen handprint bloomed on Yan Yurou’s pale delicate face. Blood welled from the corner of her lips, and her hair was left in disarray from the force of the blow.

The slap was shockingly brutal. .

Lin Xun narrowed his eyes. He couldn’t fathom why Yan Yurou would speak up for him. After all, they were once enemies.

She lowered her head, her entire body trembling as she pleased in a shaking voice, “Madam, please calm your anger. I won’t dare to do it again.”

“Hmph! Ignorant girl! If the Young Master hadn’t taken a liking to your talent, I would have ended your miserable life long ago!” the old woman snapped.

This scene made those nearly shiver inwardly. .

In their eyes, Yan Yurou was a third realm Emperor, and her beauty, grace and charm were all outstanding.

However, just an old servant could humiliate her like this, as if she was no more than a maid!

“What’s wrong? Do you not even have the courage to admit who you are?”

The sword-bearing man seemed utterly indifferent to what had just happened. His eyes remained locked on Lin Xun with a sharp and aggressive gaze.

Lin Xun laughed, his expression calm and unshaken. “And who do you think you are to speak to me like that?”

Moments ago, Yan Yurou had clearly tried to help him, but for just a few words, she’d been viciously struck and humiliated.

This angered Lin Xun, so naturally he had no intention of being polite.

The moment Lin Xun spoke, the entire crowd stirred. A wave of gasps and shocked exclamations rippled through the air.

“Ha, interesting, you mean you don’t even recognize Wen Shaoheng, the Wind Commanding Sword Emperor of the Immortal Imperial Wen Clan? One of the Five Absolute Emperors from the Wen Clan? Interesting, very interesting.”

Fang Xuanzhen, who had always been hostile toward Lin Xun, was the first to chuckle, a mocking glint in his eyes.

The people around him also broke into laughter.

The Wen Clan!

Wen Shaoheng!

Only then did Lin Xun understand why Emperor Ancestor Yunyuan had been so warm and courteous when the sword-bearing man in the long robe arrived.

It turned out that this man was from the Wen Clan, one of the Immortal Imperial Clans of the Eternal True Realm!

Wen, Heng, Peng and He.

Since ancient times, these four Immortal Imperial Clans had taken turns overseeing Ferry City outside the Kun Earth Realm Gate. Their foundations ran unimaginably deep.

No wonder powerhouses like Fang Xuanzhen, Yunliu, and Ning Daozhi had all shown such solemn and wary expressions when Wen Shaoheng appeared.

At this moment, the atmosphere was boiling. Shock swept through the crowd. In their eyes, Lin Xun’s words were nothing short of a blatant provocation toward Wen Shaoheng!

Sure enough, Wen Shaoheng’s expression darkened, a chilling glint flashing in eyes.

“You’re courting death!”

The old woman beside him immediately stepped forward, her face cold and eyes brimming with killing intent. She glared at Lin Xun and said icily, “You’d best kneel down and apologize to my young master right now. Otherwise, the Great Thousand Battle Domain will be your grave!”

The air froze and a heavy, oppressive silence fell over the area.

Everyone knew that if the Wen Clan dared to say this, they absolutely dared to carry it out!

To everyone’s surprise, Lin Xun remained unfazed. His gaze swept toward the cold-faced old woman, and his voice was indifferent, “Old hag, you should count yourself lucky that we’re under the Dao-Forbidden Heavenly Canopy. if we weren’t, just that one sentence would’ve already cost you your life.”