Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon! Chapter 686 - 685: The Purpose of the Divine Clan

In the depths, the upper echelons of the Zhang Family showed anger on their faces.

No one expected the Divine Clan to suddenly strike without any warning, sending seven or eight Quasi-Emperors wielding Divine Weapons all at once. They even used the ancient Divine Skill, Nether Moon.

If this continued, when the Nether Moon fell, the Human Clan across an area spanning hundreds of thousands of miles would be buried here. One must know that hundreds of millions of Human Clan mbers lived on this land!

The pressure on the upper echelons of the Zhang Family was imnse at this mont.

An elder with a hunched back stepped forward, still relatively calm. He swept his gaze below and asked, "Have we found out the purpose of the Divine Clan's visit?"

No one spoke. Half a year had passed since the appearance of the Goddess.

The Zhang Family had been investigating internally, but there was still no progress. They had speculated that the Divine Clan's target might be Zhang Ziyu, so they had sent so people to assist him. However, they had never expected the Divine Clan to counterattack this place, striking from different directions, unleashing Sword Dao, Divine Skills, Bloodline Power, and more. Such a vast and coordinated assault could not have been planned in just a day or two. If their only goal were to slaughter the Human Clan, such asures would have been unnecessary.

At this mont, a Steward suddenly spoke up, "Clan Leader, could it be because of that person?"

The elder frowned. "Speak."

"It is said that during the era of the Sword Immortal, a Great God was slain," the Steward said. "The battlefield was right here in Huangzhou, on this ancient land. Afterwards, the Sword Immortal buried the bones of that Great God here and laid out a grand strategy."

As soon as these words were spoken, a stir went through the crowd below.

"Impossible, that's just a rumor..."

"I think it might be true."

"Could it be? The Sword Immortal truly slew a Big Shot from the Divine Clan and buried him here?"

"The Zhang Family is, after all, an Ancient Family with a long history. Our ancestors produced a Great Emperor, so how could we know nothing about this matter?"

"That's because you..."

"This matter is likely," an Elder said seriously. "Gentlen, do you still rember Ziyu?"

Everyone was stunned. The Divine Clan's mighty forces were invading, aiming to extinguish the lives of hundreds of millions of the Human Clan. In the midst of this crisis, they should be discussing counterasures. Why ntion a "Son of the Fate Energy"?

The Elder spoke, "Ziyu once said that he had obtained the Sword Immortal Heritage."

"Fake, right? He has never used the Sword Immortal Heritage."

"Exactly! It's definitely fake. Given that kid's character, it's not impossible for him to lie."

"What if it's true?" the Elder swept his gaze over them.

Everyone was startled. Zhang Ziyu could be lying. But what if it was true? If the Sword Immortal truly left behind a heritage, then the rumors of slaying a Big Shot from the Divine Clan could also be true. In that case, the purpose of the Divine Clan's invasion here could be deduced. The place where the Sword Immortal suppressed the "Divine Clan Big Shot" might be right here under their feet, on this very land.

With that thought, the palace suddenly fell silent.

Several minutes later, soone finally spoke, "Fuck, where's Ziyu?"

"He has gone on a long journey."

"Doing what?"

"He said he was going to the Southern Diaspora to propose marriage."

"That kid, why propose marriage now of all tis? Are there no won in Huangzhou?"

"He wants to propose to the daughter of the White Emperor."

"..."

Fuck! Indeed, he is a Son of the Fate Energy, impressive. Lacking talent, lacking strength, yet relying on so luck, he actually dares to try and marry an Emperor's daughter. Isn't his courage a bit too great? They even began to imagine the scene of Zhang Ziyu proposing. The White Emperor might just cut him up to serve with drinks.

An Elder stepped out. "Don't rush, don't rush. Half a month ago, Ziyu sent a ssage back. He's already on his way and might arrive in Huangzhou soon."

"But now, with the Divine Clan's powerful forces at the gate, even if he returns, what use will it be?"

That was the stark reality.

Now that the purpose of the Divine Clan had been clarified, the Zhang Family's upper echelon would not be entirely passive in the upcoming battles.

"There is a way," the Clan Leader said, lifting his head.

The palace fell silent all of a sudden.

"The Divine Clan's invasion is not intended for slaughter. They rely want to breach the Sword Immortal's arrangents. It's possible that the Big Shot from the Divine Clan is still alive."

"If that's the case, why can't we take advantage of it?" The Clan Leader narrowed his eyes.

"Wait... I think the Clan Leader is right. The judgnt and analysis are logical. However, if the Divine Clan's true purpose concerns the Big Shot buried here, then it's likely that more than one Divine Clan will appear."

"..."

They were breathless.

"There might be two," the Steward scanned the crowd, his mood heavy.

The slaughter by a single Divine Clan mber had already pushed them onto the defensive, struggling to cope. If two Divine Clans were to attack together, that terrifying lineup would crush and annihilate all living beings here effortlessly.

Of course, if the Zhang Family chose self-preservation, they had at least a ninety percent chance of escaping this battlefield. But could they leave?

The answer was obvious. The Zhang Family had lived and thrived here for generations, safeguarding this place through long years. This ancient soil was their ho!

"Let's use an Emperor Weapon!" a Steward suggested.

"The Divine Clan also has Emperor Weapons."

"Then... we must ask our ancestor to co forth."

"There are still living Emperor Realm powerhouses within the Divine Clan."

"..."

The Steward's expression suddenly stiffened, and then he burst out, "So what if they have Emperor Weapons? So what if they have a Great Emperor? Are we just going to wait for death?"

Exactly. No matter what, with such an imnse force, the Divine Clan would not easily let the Zhang Family off. It was a clear and obvious fact. With that in mind, what else was there to say? The only option left was to fight.

But one of the Zhang Family's creeds was not to take action unless absolutely necessary. It was for that reason that they had managed to achieve stability and prosperity. Yet beneath this stability, it seed the Zhang Family had lost sothing.

At this mont, a young man rushed in urgently. "Clan Leader, Elders, Steward, Zhang Heng... Zhang Heng has died in battle!"

He was one of the top ten young prodigies of the Zhang Family, believed by many to have the greatest potential. Of course, Zhang Heng's potential was not in terms of combat power, but in his mastery of Vast Sword Qi. Over the long years, very few had cultivated Vast Sword Qi; it was a Supre Sword Dao art. But now, had he really fallen?

All the high-ranking mbers fell silent for the third ti, staring intently at the young man.

With a woeful countenance, he said, "Zhang Heng was beaten to death by a high-ranking mber of the Divine Clan."

The crowd was solemn.

He continued, "Zhang Heng kept resisting. He was suppressed seven or eight tis, but each ti he climbed out of the deep pit, gathering Sword Qi. He was fiercely burning his own life and Divine Soul."

The crowd was breathless.

"He died, he died a terrible death..." the young man wept bitterly, then declared in a fit of rage, "I want to kill them!"

It was unimaginable. A cultivator in the Saint King Realm had withstood seven or eight attacks from soone in the Quasi-Emperor Realm, still managing to reconstitute his body and erge, even gathering Sword Qi.

For a mont, the entire palace was silent and still. They exchanged looks, breathing hurriedly, and sothing seed to ignite in the depths of their eyes.

Zhang Heng was dead. He had died so tragically. He fell in the wave of resistance. No... he was the first to fall after the Divine Clan powerhouses attacked, defending the dignity and survival of the Human Clan with his life and actions. Perhaps there was so other aning, but it was beyond their knowledge...

The elderly Clan Leader waved his hand. Using their Bloodline Power, he outlined the remnants of Zhang Heng's Divine Soul that lingered between heaven and earth, using it to recreate Zhang Heng's battlefield.