The Imperial Clan—this was no mere mortal imperial lineage, not the so-called supreme heritage of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths that pursued immortality and stood infinitely close to the realm of immortals.
Within the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, families that birthed supreme beings and wielded peerless legacies across millennia could be called mortal imperial clans.
However, since there existed long-lived families whose ancestors had ascended to immortality in the previous epoch, they often referred to themselves as such.
Thus, the term “Imperial Clan” was rarely used in the Nine Heavens but rather in remote regions like the Ten Earths.
If any Imperial Clans existed in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they represented the pinnacle of mortal power—emperors of the mortal world, still confined to the human domain.
But the Imperial Clans of the Foreign Land held an entirely different meaning—this was a title built upon the foundation of immortality!
Figures like An Lan and Yu Tuo, whose names had echoed across the Foreign Land for countless ages, had transcended two epochs, remaining undying, alive, and wielding overwhelming might. Their families were revered as Imperial Clans.
In truth, there was another legend. During the Immortal Ancient Era, this world had Immortal Kings—supreme, unrivaled beings of invincible combat prowess.
Yet An Lan, Yu Tuo, and others of the Foreign Land led armies that ultimately defeated the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, thus elevating themselves above Immortal Kings and earning the title of Imperial Clan.
The “Emperor” in their Imperial Clan was a direct counter to the “King” of the Immortal Kings!
Strictly speaking, this signified the Emperor of Immortality!
Of course, they had not truly surpassed the level of Immortal Kings—they had simply reached the absolute peak, with no higher realm to ascend.
Yet this world was filled with ancient legends, countless secrets, and endless burial grounds, even in the Foreign Land.
Thus, another tale emerged—one unearthed from the ancient lands of the Foreign Land, discovered amidst the ruins of an unknown epoch.
The burial site was so ancient that even An Lan, Yu Tuo, and the master of He Wushuang could not deduce its origins.
From the artifacts excavated, they were shocked to realize that beyond their known domain, there might still be a path—perhaps even beings of that caliber had once existed!
How terrifying was that?
They had already reached the summit, unrivaled across all realms—could there truly be a higher plane above them?
Upon deeper study, they remained uncertain, for such beings should not exist—they were too powerful, beyond imagination.
Moreover, if they had existed, why had they vanished without a trace, leaving only burial grounds behind? They should not have turned to dust so completely.
Yet when scrutinized, An Lan, Yu Tuo, and others deduced and researched, though none knew what conclusions they reached. Later, rumors spread that if the ancient clues from that burial site were to be confirmed, they could only suggest the possible existence of an “Emperor” among the immortals.
Thus, this legend gave rise to the title of the Foreign Land’s Imperial Clans.
Though they were not truly such beings, their clans possessed supreme ancient ancestors—An Lan, Yu Tuo, still alive—making them the strongest race, worthy of the name Imperial Clan.
The Imperial Clan remained elusive, with only faint traces in the most ancient burial sites, still unverified.
Yet the various clans of the Foreign Land clung to hope, even without proof of their existence.
Over the long ages, none knew what An Lan and Yu Tuo had uncovered—whether they had found evidence or new clues.
At the very least, the Nine Heavens remained ignorant of these matters.
“Imperial Clan—are these the descendants of Yu Tuo and An Lan, said to be peerless, undefeatable among their peers?”
Someone murmured. Even Cao Yusheng, the Heavenly Horned Ant, and the Jade Rabbit of the Moon wore grim expressions, deeply troubled.
“Barring a miracle, Shi Hao is doomed—there’s no hope of survival!” declared the elder of the Jin Clan. Even as a member of a long-lived family, he paled at the mention of the Foreign Land’s Imperial Clan.
In battles of the same realm, the Imperial Clan was invincible—almost never defeated.
Now, with multiple figures emerging from different directions, each treading golden paths as they closed in, what chance did Shi Hao have?
None believed he could stand alone against several young members of the Imperial Clan!
“It seems we need not intervene—he is fated to fall. Let us witness firsthand the legendary might of the Foreign Land’s Imperial Clan!” sneered the elder of the Wang Clan.
The army encircled the area, golden paths stretching forth as the figures took their positions, surrounding Shi Hao.
“Finally, they’ve come!” Shi Hao stared at them—he had long anticipated encountering these legendary clans.
**Boom!**
One of the men raised his fist, shattering the heavens as he struck forward. A terrifying beam of light tore through the void, annihilating everything in its path—its power was overwhelming!
**Bang!**
Shi Hao countered with a palm strike, unleashing a bolt of lightning that collided with the beam. The resulting explosion obliterated the surrounding space, a spectacle of sheer devastation!
And this was merely a preliminary probe—the Imperial Clan member had yet to unleash his full might!
The watching young cultivators paled. Just this glimpse was enough to confirm the terrifying reputation of these figures—undefeatable in their realm.
The only solace was that the Imperial Clan was exceedingly rare, their lineage nearly extinct.
Yet their bloodline was tyrannical. Though interbreeding with other races rarely produced offspring, any descendants still bore their blood.
Each Imperial Clan was small in number, living in seclusion within the most ancient lands, cut off from the world.
For years, whether in the Nine Heavens or the Foreign Land, people had prayed they would never emerge.
The Nine Heavens feared their overwhelming strength.
The Foreign Land harbored mixed feelings—for when an Imperial Clan member emerged, that era would belong solely to them, leaving no room for others to contend.
Who could rival them in the pursuit of supremacy or the fruit of immortality? The title would inevitably belong to the Imperial Clan!
“Come then, Imperial Clan! Show me what you’re made of!” Shi Hao roared. The situation was dire—this was no single opponent, but an encirclement.
“This isn’t fair! What kind of shameless heavenly tribulation is this, forcing one to fight a group?” Cao Yusheng shouted.
But the heavenly tribulation was emotionless, offering no response—his cries were in vain.
“Heh, I’m curious—how will Shi Hao meet his end?” mused the elder of the Wang Clan, though only those nearby heard, lest he provoke public outrage.
All eyes were fixed on this battle, for its outcome would have far-reaching consequences—a true glimpse of the Imperial Clan’s terror.
**”Kill!”**
Finally, an Imperial Clan member moved—a woman, towering even taller than most men, her stride graceful as she pointed a finger toward Shi Hao’s brow.
**Boom!**
Golden light erupted from her fingertip, accompanied by myriad divine rays, as if an immortal aura bloomed—its might was boundless!
Her arm turned faint gold, the radiance converging into that single finger, unleashing a supreme divine beam aimed at Shi Hao.
Her entire form was shrouded in hazy chaos, mysterious and overwhelmingly powerful!
This was the Imperial Clan—when they struck, the heavens and earth trembled!
“Is that… An Lan’s Spear?!” many gasped.
For on her arm, a golden demonic pattern shimmered—resembling a spear!
It was this mark that channeled its golden light into her finger, releasing a divine beam toward Shi Hao.
The very fabric of space shattered under this strike, carrying the divine might of An Lan’s Spear—an unstoppable force!
Legend held that as descendants of An Lan, this clan bore traces of his divine abilities—such as the golden spear he wielded in his right hand, imprinted upon their arms!
**”Samsara!”**
Shi Hao bellowed, unleashing his innate supreme treasure technique—a devastatingly powerful strike infused with the power of time itself.
His Samsara Fist was peerless, its divine might unmatched as fragments of time swirled densely, engulfing the battlefield.
**Clang!**
The Samsara Fist clashed with the golden divine beam from the woman’s finger—a fierce collision.
The golden spear, though dazzling, began to corrode under the erosion of time, its brilliance dimming.
**Clang!**
The spear trembled, shedding a layer of rust—the work of time—before regaining its luster and thrusting forward once more.
**Boom!**
Shi Hao met it with another devastating punch!
The crowd was awestruck—this was the Imperial Clan in action!
And at that moment, the other figures on the golden paths also moved, stepping forward with raised hands, preparing ancestral techniques to strike Shi Hao down!
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