I picked up the scattered attributes

The younger one gets beaten up, then the older one comes along.

The old can call for the even older!

"Who...who is disturbing...my slumber..."

This time, the sound coming from the void was full of decay and stagnation, as if it were coming from a tomb, making people wonder if some corpse had come back to life!

Then, Feng Xia saw another portal open.

A withered, chicken-claw-like hand trembled as it reached out from the doorway.

The hand was so ancient, it looked like it belonged to a dried-up corpse.

At this very moment, an incredibly dense aura of death burst forth from the portal, frantically encroaching upon the Canghua Starfield!

"There really are even older ones!"

Even Feng Xia couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Mo Youqian, try running over it again and see if you can call an even older one?"

Mo Youqian was eager to try, patting his chest and laughing loudly, "Alright, Master, leave it to me!"

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Chapter 1080

After hearing the account from the Third Ancestor Dong Ning, Feng Xia had lost all hope regarding the conduct of the various clans in Ziwei.

At that moment, he was actually more curious.

If you beat the young, the old will come; if you beat the old, the even older will come.

Just like this old thing that has appeared now, if it weren't for that faint, almost imperceptible life force, it would be as old as a corpse that has crawled out of its grave!

So, if we also attack this one...

Could the Wang family find someone older?

If they really find it, what kind of immortal monster will it be?

The Wang family can only be considered a second-rate power in the Ziwei Star Region.

There is still a considerable gap compared to the very top ones.

If we could summon beings at the level of a god-king or higher, then the existing power of the entire Ziwei Starfield might need to be reassessed.

This can be considered a small experiment.

"Alright, Master, I'll take care of it."

On the contrary, Mo Youqian became very interested after receiving the order.

He was originally formed from the blood of two great demon emperors, and his heart was filled with endless demonic nature. If he had not been subdued by Feng Xia, he might have become a great demon god who would bring disaster to all sides by now!

Even so, Mo Youqian remained fiercely courageous and ruthless.

However, during his time in Qianqiu Valley, he did nothing but study and seclude himself. With Feng Xia, this mountain, weighing on his head, he dared not have any thoughts of causing trouble, even if he had ten million lives.

This really frustrated Mo Youqian.

So now—

"Old man, you've already made such a mess of things, why are you still trying to join in the young people's fun?"

Mo Youqian laughed loudly, his thoughts connecting with the primordial thunder sea in the brain of the Ancestral Dragon.

As his thoughts raced, the speed of the Ancestral Dragon Ship surged to its limit, and it crashed headlong into the second gate.

Boom——

The bow of the Ancestral Dragon Ship crashed directly into the second gate.

This time, however, the door was stretched to its limit, its surface cracked and groaning under the strain, yet it stubbornly refused to break apart!

"you you you you--"

The decaying voice from within the portal suddenly turned furious and alarmed: "How dare you! You dare trespass into my slumbering place! Now you'll know you're courting death—"

The owner of the voice seemed to have fully awakened.

His voice was still hoarse, but no longer intermittent; instead, it was filled with a sharp, murderous intent.

In particular, the killing intent, mixed with the deathly aura emanating from the door, transformed into a terrifying poisonous mist, which corroded the space itself, leaving it riddled with holes.

The pale, poisonous mist churned and condensed into the phantom of a white tiger in space.

The white tiger roared and pounced, opening its blood-red maw and frantically biting at the Thousand-Winged Ancestral Dragon Ship.

In terms of power and might, it surpasses even the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Cannon.

Wherever the white tiger phantom passed, stars trembled and tore apart, and even space itself was bitten off, revealing the chaotic void behind it.

Wang Zun and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"The old man's great-grandfather..."

Many of Wang Zun's companions took a deep breath.

At that moment, they thought of some ancient legends.

It is said that the Wang clan had an extremely ancient ancestor who was incredibly powerful and once led the Wang clan to challenge for the status of a first-class power.

Although it ultimately failed, it remains a formidable and terrifying force.

Later, when that ancestor's lifespan ran out, he went into seclusion and disappeared without a trace.

The prevailing opinion is that the original ancestor suffered injuries in the battle, and the hidden wounds have never healed, making it almost impossible for him to survive the ordeal.

Over time, almost everyone forgot about that ancestor.

But now it seems that even if that ancient being did not survive the death trial, it must have gained something significant. Otherwise, with its remaining lifespan, it would have been impossible for it to have survived until today!

"No wonder...no wonder the King is so confident!"

"What gave him confidence was not just the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Gun, but most likely this Primordial Ancestor!"

"If I remember correctly, the ancestor of the Wang clan had already stepped one foot into that realm..."

It must be said that a person's name is like a tree's shadow.

The moment the Wang family patriarch appeared, he immediately displayed the power to suppress the entire situation!

"I'm not wrong, it seems the Wang family has made sufficient preparations to welcome the return of this ancestor, aiming to once again challenge for the status of a first-class power!"

"Regardless of who Cang Huaxin is in the Canghua Star Region, it is indeed amazing that he has been able to do this, but that's all."

"The Wang family's ancestor came with great momentum, destined to make a name for himself. How could he be stopped by a trivial matter?"

"Heh heh, a white tiger formed from death energy?"

Seeing this, Mo Youqian on the Thousand Wings Ancestral Dragon Ship laughed instead: "Why did you have to play with death energy of all things? Why did you have to condense the true form of the White Tiger Sacred Beast of death energy of all things?"

The White Tiger God Clan was once a force to be reckoned with, on par with the Dragon Clan.

However, as things stand now, pure-blooded true dragons are almost extinct, and the White Tiger God Clan is nearly wiped out.

In a sense, the experiences of the two groups are indeed quite similar.

"Want to play with death energy? I've got plenty here!"

Instead of continuing to urge the Ancestral Dragon Ship forward, Mo Youqian patted the hull, and suddenly the dragon head at the bow of the Ancestral Dragon Ship opened its blood-red maw.

Roar--

That was a dragon's roar from ancient times, carrying boundless resentment and mixed with endless death energy, pouring into the gate.

"Wait...where did you come from...?"

"Damn it... Could this dragon boat be the legendary... no—"

Others might not recognize it, but Wang Yuanzu had heard of the name of the Thousand-Winged Ancestral Dragon Ship.

The Ancestral Dragon was a legendary being, one of the first innate gods and demons born after the creation of the world.

In the end, Zu Long fought to the death. His resentment and unwillingness, mixed with the deathly aura like a celestial river, completely destroyed the space behind the portal!

Boom——! !

The overburdened doorway burst open like fireworks.

Brilliant light, yet deathly stillness.

Before Wang Zun and the others could react, they simply watched the scene with smiles on their faces: "The Wang family's ancestor has indeed made a move that is extraordinary! Look at how brilliant the light of divine power is. To die under such divine power would be a pleasure for them."

"It seems that the Wang family's ancestor not only survived the death ordeal, but may even have gone a step further and stepped into that higher realm."

Above the God-King is the God-Emperor.

Throughout history, they have been extremely rare and powerful beings.

In most eras, there were only one or two emperors.

Below the Emperor, the Divine Lords are the feudal lords and kings, beings who rule over the universe and all the heavens!

"I think I heard someone screaming."

Wang Zun's smile deepened, and he crossed his arms over his chest, adopting a listening posture.

"Let me hear what that man is shouting, and just how desperate he is."