Villain: Capture The Loli Sword Spirit At The Beginning

Realm of Immortals.

Nine Profound Silent Courtyard.

Dark Clan.

This is a place as gloomy as hell, where the passersby have pale skin and a touch of dark purple reflects off their bodies.

Because the sun in the sky is emitting a dim purple light.

Countless mountains rise and fall endlessly. In the midst of these mountains, there is a floating palace.

Whenever something major happens, the chief and elders of the Dark Clan gather here to discuss matters.

In the palace, the chief of the Dark Clan, known as the Dark Emperor, sits on the throne at the top.

The elders sit on both sides, while the backbone of the Dark Clan and the young talents stand on either side.

The Dark Emperor wears a dark golden crown on his head and a black golden imperial robe. From head to toe, he exudes a terrifying dominance.

"Dark Xie Tian."

"Here, Your Majesty."

In the center of the palace, right in front of the Dark Emperor.

Dark Xie Tian, the young prince of the Dark Clan, stands with a golden crown on his head, his skin also pale.

A look of confusion appears on his face as he gazes at the Dark Emperor, not understanding why his father woke him up from seclusion.

"Four hundred and sixty thousand years ago, we annihilated the Fu Clan and the Gu Clan. However, many of their bloodlines escaped to the various realms of the universe. I want you to track down these scattered bloodlines."

"Yes. For the past four hundred and sixty thousand years, I have been constantly searching for their scattered bloodlines and have basically eradicated the bloodlines of both clans." Dark Xie Tian is puzzled. "Why...suddenly mention this?"

"Basically eradicated..." The Dark Emperor sneers. "Haha, your efficiency is truly remarkable."

With a wave of his hand, a scene appears before everyone's eyes.

City walls soaring into the clouds, bustling streets, and a huge formation inverted above the city...

"Can anyone tell me about the information regarding this city?"

The Dark Emperor's dark and sinister gaze sweeps coldly over everyone present.

A tremendous pressure falls upon Dark Xie Tian.

Cold sweat pours down, making Dark Xie Tian feel suffocated.

As if the whole world has turned dark at this moment.

"No one, huh?" The Dark Emperor sneers. "Ming Chengfeng, you speak."

"Yes!"

A young Dark Clan member, who is petite but handsome, steps forward and bows to the Dark Emperor and the elders.

"Ming Chengfeng pays respects to Father Emperor and the elders."

Dark Xie Tian frowns slightly and makes room for Ming Chengfeng.

"This city is the capital of the Ancient Fu God Dynasty."

As soon as the words fall, discussions break out among the crowd.

Dark Xie Tian's face also turns pale.

Ancient Fu God Dynasty?

Isn't that the Gu Clan and the Fu Clan?

"Ming Chengfeng, tell everyone about the detailed information of this Ancient Fu God Dynasty."

"Understood!" Ming Chengfeng speaks loudly. "A month and a half ago, the Holy Road ended. The former princess of the Gu Clan, Gu Lingyue, suddenly appeared and declared that she would rebuild the two clans and avenge the deep hatred of the past, directly establishing the capital in the Realm of Immortals."

"Gu Lingyue!" Dark Xie Tian's pupils shrink. "How is that possible? I clearly... "

He stops halfway through his words and closes his mouth.

Obviously, back then, he didn't completely kill Lingyue, which is why she is still alive to this day.

"Lin Yuan, ranked twenty-third on the Heavenly Pride List, has now emerged as the Crown Prince of the Ancient Subduing God Dynasty. After experiencing the Holy Road, Lin Yuan has also entered the realm of the Saints. In addition, there are about ten Saints who survived from back then. Furthermore, there are over ten thousand people with the bloodline of the two races flowing in them. Although they are not the ones who have lived from back then until now, they are the descendants of those people."

Ming Chengfeng continued to add.

"Well said," Ming Jun nodded slightly, his gaze shifting to Ming Xietian, filled with killing intent. "Do you have anything to explain, Ming Xietian?"

"It was my carelessness," Ming Xietian's face was quite embarrassed.

He never expected that the remnants of the two races he didn't pursue with full force back then would return hundreds of thousands of years later.

And it was the Ancient Spirit Moon, whose talent was no less than his own.

"Ming Xietian, back then I wanted to give the younger generation a good trial. After dealing with those old guys, I stopped. But what about you? Can't even complete such a simple task?"

"Xietian, I am willing to accept punishment!" Ming Xietian knelt directly on the ground, cold sweat continuously seeping from his forehead.

He knew that Ming Jun had many sons.

Although he had become a Young Sovereign now, his position within the Ming Clan was still limited.

With Ming Jun's control over the Ming Clan, it would be as simple as a word to abolish him.

"I'll give you a chance," Ming Jun said coldly, "Find out who is behind them."

"Behind them?" Ming Xietian looked up in confusion.

"Fool!" A slap landed heavily on Ming Xietian's face. "If there was no one behind them, how could a small Ancient Spirit Moon, a small Lin Yuan, dare to show up at this time? You can't even think of this. Do you deserve to be my son, Ming Wu Huang?"

Ming Jun's eyes were filled with killing intent as he glared at Ming Xietian. Ming Xietian was slapped and rolled on the ground several times in a row.

Ming Jun knelt back down, not daring to lift his head or even breathe.

"I've changed my mind," Ming Jun's voice was icy. "Whoever can destroy the Ancient Subduing God Dynasty and find out who is behind them will become the new Young Sovereign. Except for the elders, you can use all the power you have."

"What?" Ming Xietian looked up suddenly, looking at Ming Jun in disbelief.

Just because he missed a few small fish, he was going to be removed from his position as Young Sovereign?

In the eyes of his brothers, a trace of fanaticism and excitement appeared as well.

Including Ming Chengfeng, who stood beside Ming Xietian, revealing his hidden ambition.

"Of course, I won't force you to participate," Ming Jun said lightly. "All of you can volunteer. If I am not satisfied with your performance, I will personally investigate this matter and kill all of you with my own hands."

"Lord Clan Chief!"

The elders' faces changed, looking at Ming Jun one after another.

"Shut up, all of you!"

A violent aura emanated from Ming Jun's body.

The prestige he had held over the Ming Clan for countless years made all the elders shut their mouths.

"But if you don't sign up this time, don't even think about the position of Young Sovereign for the rest of your lives! Worthless beings!"

In the palace, no one dared to speak again.

It wasn't until Ming Jun disappeared from the throne at some point that everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure that this Ming Jun had brought to them was simply overwhelming.

When he annihilated the Ancient and Subduing races back then, he used thunderous methods as well.

No one knew how he had dealt with the two races' Anchors of the Sea Needle back then, or how he had wiped out the once glorious Subduing and Ancient races overnight.

But this Ming Jun probably didn't expect that it would be so easy to completely eradicate the roots. Ming Xietian couldn't even accomplish it.

"My dear brother, it seems that the position of Young Sovereign that you have guarded for hundreds of thousands of years will now fall into my hands," Ming Chengfeng patted Ming Xietian's shoulder and laughed heartily, swaggering out of the palace.

Only Ming Xietian stood there with a pale face.