Chapter 1318: Nine Dragons

These three figures each had snow-white hair and skin as smooth and lustrous as an infant’s—unnaturally so. Their age was undoubtedly terrifying, evident from the weariness in their eyes, yet their bodies radiated vitality, brimming with youthful vigor.

What was it to have the hair of a crane and the face of a child? What was it to possess immortal flesh and divine bones? This was it. Their cultivation realms were unimaginable, having lived through endless epochs yet maintaining an undying vitality.

These three were undeniably powerful—terrifying beyond comprehension!

But that wasn’t all. A gentle breeze swept past, and from behind, another figure emerged—tall and slender, his brow glowing with the manifestation of a Great Dao imprint. Another supreme expert had arrived.

Four supreme masters, all bathed in immortal radiance, treading upon misty white fog, as though they were true immortals who had evaded countless calamities, stepping through time from the ancient era of ignorance.

Too divine, too unfathomable. Their mere presence exerted such pressure that even the golden ant beside them trembled uncontrollably. This was the natural aura of immortals, passively exuded.

**”Meng Tianzheng!”** The first figure to appear roared, his moon-white daoist robes fluttering violently. The purple-gold crown atop his head pulsed with immortal might, and his eyes were like ancient starry rivers—deep and unfathomable.

His voice carried a demonic quality. Though his body surged with immortal power, his roar alone seemed capable of severing souls—utterly terrifying.

The Great Elder’s body faintly glowed, slicing through the rippling soundwaves and extinguishing their force!

Shi Hao and the golden ant both paled. In that instant alone, the Great Elder had already exchanged a single strike with his opponent. That roar had carried devastating power—had an ordinary person been present, their soul would have been obliterated on the spot.

Battles at this level were truly shocking, involving realms so profound that even Void Dao cultivators could only watch in awe from afar!

**”Meng Tianzheng, I know you’re strong, but you dare cause trouble in my Wang Family? You’re not qualified!”** The man in golden daoist robes stepped forward.

With each step, he flickered in and out of existence, as though emerging from the dawn of creation itself. His supreme aura radiated in dazzling hues, compelling those around him to kneel in worship.

A being of this level was beyond comprehension in strength!

Moreover, his golden robe was embroidered with suns, moons, and stars. As he moved, those celestial bodies rumbled and rotated, emitting deafening roars—so vivid, so real!

To condense stars upon one’s robe—what arrogance, what overwhelming terror!

By now, Shi Hao finally understood—the Great Elder’s true name was Meng Tianzheng, a fact known to very few in the world.

**”Wang Da, Wang Er, you’ve grown bold indeed, daring to shout at me.”** The Great Elder spoke calmly, his gaze fixed on the two before him.

Wang Da? Wang Er? Shi Hao was puzzled. Were these the first and second most powerful figures of the Wang Family?

**”Meng Tianzheng, your achievements are indeed legendary. You were hailed as a peerless expert, dominating an entire era. But times change, and new talents emerge. Your era has passed. By provoking my Wang Family like this, this matter is far from over!”** Wang Da declared, his moon-white robes billowing as gale-force winds howled. The heavens trembled, and mountains and rivers quaked under his overwhelming presence.

What kind of majesty was this? His mere words and actions could shake the stability of the world itself!

**”My brothers and I have all reached the pinnacle. Even one-on-one, none of us are necessarily weaker than you. Did you think you could still flaunt your invincibility before the Wang Family? Today, you won’t leave!”** Wang Er said coldly, the stars on his golden robe violently shaking as starlight surged into the heavens, disrupting the very fabric of the world!

**”Do you think that now that you’ve reached the peak of your cultivation, you can look down upon all under heaven, suppressing whomever you please?”** the Great Elder asked.

**”Regardless, since you’ve come today, don’t even think of leaving!”** Wang Er’s voice was icy as rivers of stars manifested around him, as though he stood at the center of the cosmos.

**”After achieving perfection in your cultivation, your temper has indeed grown. You weren’t like this before in my presence,”** the Great Elder remarked coolly.

**”Hmph!”** Wang Da snorted. **”We already know—you’re here for this boy, to seek justice for him, to warn us not to touch him, right? Then let me tell you: this boy is marked for death. Even if we don’t kill him now, we’ll suppress him within the Wang Family, never allowing him to rise again!”**

**”Meng Tianzheng, you’ve come at the perfect time—delivering yourself to us!”** The two figures behind them also spoke with ruthless determination, ready to strike without mercy.

**”Wang San, Wang Si, you two were once so low-key. It seems your divine arts have reached completion recently, daring to act so arrogantly before me now.”** The Great Elder’s tone carried a hint of mockery.

In the distance, everyone was stunned. The Wang Family members were especially shaken. At first, they had been confused upon hearing “Wang Da” and “Wang Er,” but when “Wang San” and “Wang Si” were mentioned, realization dawned—they knew exactly who these figures were.

These were the ancestors of the Wang Family, figures who had not been seen for tens of thousands of years. No one had known if they still resided within the family, yet today, four had appeared at once!

They were the true sons of Wang Changsheng, men of unparalleled talent who had once shaken the world.

Wang Changsheng was the grandson of a true immortal, the architect of the Wang Family’s current dominance. But what truly made him famous was his nine sons—each more formidable than the last, collectively known as the **Nine Dragons!**

This was an exceedingly rare feat. Not a single one of his nine sons was ordinary—each possessed heaven-defying talent, once sending shockwaves through the other immortal families!

This was also why the Wang Family dared to act with **”no restraint.”** Once the Nine Dragons matured, they became the family’s **”hidden foundation.”** Whenever all nine appeared together, they would unleash cataclysmic waves of power, sweeping all before them!

These nine were simply too powerful. They had long since grown into the most supreme experts of this era, rivaling even the most ancient figures. Thus, they were now utterly arrogant.

Even when facing the Great Elder, they dared to challenge him!

**”It really is the four ancestors! They’ve actually appeared!”**

**”No matter who the enemy is, with the ancestors here, they’ll be easily suppressed!”**

The crowd buzzed with excitement, their fervor reaching a boiling point.

From their discussions, Shi Hao and the golden ant quickly pieced together the identities of these four figures. A chill ran down their spines.

These four were too terrifying—the hidden might of the Wang Family was beyond comprehension!

**”Meng Tianzheng, others may fear you, but the Wang Family does not. Since you’ve dared to come here, you’ll pay the price!”** Wang Si roared.

Of course, they had real names, but some were accustomed to referring to them by their birth order.

**”I came here to demand justice, not to be threatened by you,”** the Great Elder said indifferently.

**”Heh, let me test you. After all these long years, I’ve long wanted to face you.”** Wang Da moved swiftly, his moon-white robes whipping up celestial winds.

Immortal radiance shone, mist swirling as he vanished from his original position. The sky trembled violently as he transformed into a streak of light, attacking the Great Elder with interwoven laws!

Too fast, too terrifying. The outside world could scarcely imagine the kind of collision that occurred between them—only that the force was unparalleled.

**”Heavens! They’ve shattered the sky!”** someone gasped.

A beam of light erupted from their clash, shooting into the cosmos.

**”Boom!”**

Moments later, stars fell—struck down by their divine might, streaking across the sky before being drawn in by an inexplicable force.

Wang Da struck out, seizing a massive star and refining it into a sphere before hurling it at the Great Elder!

What domineering might! What world-shaking power!

Yet the Great Elder showed no fear. With a flick of his sleeve, the descending star exploded—but all its terrifying energy was instantly absorbed by his robe.

The two exchanged blows, their figures flickering like phantoms. Then—**”Slap!”**—a crisp sound rang out.

Everyone tensed. A result had been reached, though none knew who had won. The exchange had been brief, but given their supreme techniques, they must have clashed hundreds of times in that instant.

As the white immortal mist dispersed, the Great Elder stood calmly. Wang Da, on the other hand, stood with eyes blazing in fury.

On his face—once flawless and radiant—was now a bright red handprint.

Undoubtedly, the Great Elder’s doing.

Silence. Even Wang Er and the others were stunned. After all these years, even after reaching the pinnacle of power, they still could not match the Great Elder.

**”Meng Tianzheng, you—good, good, good! This matter is far from over!”** Wang Da’s rage burned so fiercely his white hair stood on end.

**”It was never over to begin with. I came here to demand justice for this boy. Instead of apologizing, you sought to attack me. Naturally, this won’t end peacefully!”** the Great Elder said coldly.

**”Meng Tianzheng, you are indeed strong. But my brothers and I number nine in total. Just a few of us joining forces would be enough to suppress you!”** Wang Er declared.

**”Then by all means, let me see if the so-called Nine Dragons can truly shake heaven and earth, sweeping through all realms!”** the Great Elder retorted icily.

**”Old fool, you’re far too arrogant! If my nine brothers join forces, we could overturn the heavens—let alone deal with you!”**

**”Heh…”** The Great Elder chuckled before his expression turned solemn. **”Then come. Nine Dragons, show me this so-called invincible might of yours that transcends time!”**

**”Old bastard, you’re courting death!”** Wang Si’s voice was frosty.

At the same time, five surges of blood qi erupted from within the Wang Family, each like a towering pillar shooting into the heavens, shaking the entire world. The pressure was overwhelming!

**”Do not act recklessly.”** But just then, a stern voice rang out, causing the five auras to pause before gradually receding.

**”Brother Tianzheng is a guest here. How dare you behave so rudely?”** An ancient voice spoke, accompanied by a silver-white blood qi that surged into the cosmos.

There, it transformed into several **Great Dao Flowers**, gathering the essence of distant stars before swiftly returning, merging into the source of the voice.

**”Wang Changsheng… So you’re still alive, not yet turned to dust.”** The Great Elder’s expression grew solemn—for the first time, he showed signs of pressure.

Shi Hao and the golden ant were dumbstruck. What kind of cultivation was this? Great Dao Flowers blooming in the cosmos, harvesting stellar essence and bringing it back for personal use?

This was too shocking—such power was beyond comprehension!

**”Father, why stop us?”** Wang Si asked.

**”Escort our honored guest inside.”** Wang Changsheng’s voice brooked no argument.

Wang Da, Wang Er, and the others dared not disobey. With darkened expressions, they stepped aside.

**”We… we’re really going in?”** The golden ant’s voice was hoarse. This place was more dangerous than a dragon’s den or a tiger’s lair—it had no desire to enter.

**”We came to demand justice. Naturally, we must enter.”** The Great Elder’s tone was calm, though his gaze flickered briefly toward the horizon.

They were about to face **Wang Changsheng**—and the **Nine Dragons!**

Shi Hao knew the risks were immense. A single misstep could mean death. Yet the Great Elder pressed forward, determined to seek justice—to eliminate future calamities for Shi Hao’s sake.

If they succeeded today, forcing a concession from an immortal family, it would shake the heavens and earth, unleashing a storm of unimaginable proportions!