Chapter 424: Primeval Human Emperor Clan

At this moment, even Heiyao and the others' eyes began to fill with astonishment; it was truly a misjudgment, never expecting that Qin Cang, leveraging the terrain's power, could unleash such terrifying combat prowess, especially the golden willow branches hovering above his head, whose might shocked the world.

Although Huang Ao was a powerful cultivator of the Primeval Clan, he was repeatedly whipped away, emitting a sound of flesh splitting that made the scalp tingle.

Huang Ao was whipped away again by the golden willow branches; after steadying his form, his resolute face was filled with intense killing intent.

The Primeval Clan has always regarded dignity as extremely important, possessing an innate, almost divine sense of superiority, and will never allow any Huanyu cultivator to challenge their dignity.

Now the battlefield space has been completely torn open, destined to bring a bloody storm.

Between him and Qin Cang, only one can survive in this world.

"Junior.

"At such a young age, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth; you will surely be carved to pieces!"

Huang Ao gripped a black halberd, his words exuding arrogance and domineering aura, with endless surges wildly ravaging his surroundings, stirring heaven and earth, everything around suffering the crushing of terrifying power.

Ancient trees burst and fell, shattered stones scattered wildly, even the winding mountain ridges began to crack.

Huang Ao wielded the black halberd like an ancient savage god who despises all creation, his whole body exuding an overbearing majesty that slays heaven and earth.

"Can Qin Cang defeat that Huang Ao of the Primeval Clan?"

At this moment, a companion cultivator atop a Dadi Ewei Xi voiced the doubt in his heart, his face showing worry, his heart filled with unspeakable bitterness.

Never expecting the new calamity to descend so swiftly, this time the comer actually is a strong one of the Primeval Clan under detention; hearing his words, within the endless mountain ranges, his master still remains.

Even a guardian genius of the Primeval Clan is this formidable; just how powerful must the master he speaks of be?

"Just keep your minds steady and cooperate; having come to this point, we have already thoroughly offended the other side."

"Even if we wanted to apologize and leave, the other side would not permit it."

At a glance, Huang Ao is clearly a vicious sort, inherently possessing a ruthless nature that looks down on Huanyu cultivators.

"Such people have always regarded human lives as grass."

A companion cultivator comforted, saying, his name Yun Fei, his eyes flashing with azure light, his face showing resolute color, his aura oppressive.

Other companions also let out a sigh.

They gazed at Huang Ao and Qin Cang locked in battle; as Yun Fei said, we share honor and disgrace alike, and we can no longer afford to lose.

Haotian Palace lies just ahead; even cultivators of the Primeval Clan have emerged, coming for the Haotian Stone, aiming to open the legendary ultimate realm within the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

"With just you alone, thinking to seal this passage is truly arrogant"

"As for the Primeval Clan, as long as I grow, I will surely tear them apart!"

Qin Cang's surroundings rippled with gold‑green fluctuations, and he rebutted coldly.

Under the rolling dark clouds, layers of runes drifted, and at times fierce lightning struck irregularly around the space, echoing with tremendous sonic booms.

"Come die!"

Huang Ao heard the words and roared in anger; the awe‑inspiring prestige of the world‑destroying Primeval Clan is a provocation, and he will absolutely not allow this to happen.

His black halberd whistled as it danced, the mighty oceanic power surging toward Qin Cang.

The boundless ocean teemed with countless halberd shadows; as they pressed down on Qin Cang from all directions, the sky‑filling black halberd images struck simultaneously, the terrifying force impacting the void leaving it riddled with dreadful cracks—if it struck a living being, that being would instantly be turned into a sieve.

All the cultivators present felt their scalps go numb, their temples throbbing, stunned in place.

"Heaven and Earth Power?"

"This is a means only a Myriad Law Realm powerhouse possesses; never expecting that Huang Ao, in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, would have mastered it ahead of time."

"We're doomed, Qin Cang is finished."

A cultivator on site exclaimed aloud.

That sky‑covering ocean merged with the Heaven and Earth Will, trembling like a great mountain above the enemy's head, as if even souls could be easily worn away.

"It is not Heaven and Earth Power, but rather a strange cultivation method."

"It can temporarily draw on the power of the Heaven and Earth Will to strengthen one's own strength."

Longling heard the words, her eyes reddening as a cold light flashed, and she said.

She could see many strange formations on Huang Ao's body, flashing violently as his cultivation and spiritual power were activated, with three mysterious spirit‑woven lines shuttling across his body, appearing exceptionally demonic.

"I didn't expect your gaze to be so venomous."

Bibo Xianzi's face showed a hint of emotion as she spoke.

Nevertheless, even so, the cultivation art capable of temporarily mobilizing the Heaven and Earth Will is also extraordinary; this mysterious method, even though she is the Holy Maiden of Bibo Palace, she has never seen before.

"The Heaven and Earth Will is vast; even if Qin Cang possesses the astonishing golden willow, he may still find it hard to cope."

Longling spoke again, her eyes brimming with clear light, the hidden mystical runes flickering as she analyzed the movement pattern of the spiritual power within the seal markings on Huang Ao's body.

Although she has already mastered Heaven and Earth Power, those markings are truly extraordinary; if they could be utilized by mother‑in‑law and daughter‑in‑law, the strength of future Earth cultivators would surely undergo a world‑shaking change, a veritable powerful trump card.

The surrounding space was permeated with an intangible force, wreaking havoc and stirring everything within it.

Everyone felt like a thorn in the back, their bodies extremely heavy, as if a giant hand were gripping them, making breathing feel terribly oppressive.

This is the power of the Heaven and Earth Will—formless yet form‑shaping; a thought summons wind and cloud, a move changes heaven and earth.

Boom.

The golden willow branches swayed, like a soaring golden dragon, or a coiled dragon hovering in the air; the runes drifting on the few golden leaves resembled a supreme emperor reigning over the world, his boundless mighty power grinding every spear image to utter oblivion.

Then the golden willow branches tore through the void, plunging directly into the vast ocean—thrusting, stabbing, whipping, sweeping, coiling.

Upon the golden willow branches lay torrents of mighty power surging and rolling; the apocalyptic mysterious runes hummed, instantly vaporizing the ocean's mighty waterfall.

The surrounding space underwent an astonishing change; Huang Ao also showed surprise, never expecting that the golden willow branches in Qin Cang's hand could be so formidable.

Divine‑slaying power descended from heaven; after a bout of devastation, it flung Huang Ao away once more.

Huang Ao's body flickered in tattered rags; even his protective armor was pierced, his whole body drenched in blood, many of the patterns forged into him now fading in the illusion, clearly being rapidly worn away.

"Not right."

"You are no ordinary Huanyu cultivator."

"You must come from the Primeval Imperial Clan."

Huang Ao gazed at the golden willow branches, as if thinking of something, his pupils suddenly contracted; at this moment he no longer had the previous carefree demeanor.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Heiyao in disbelief, which made him extremely embarrassed; even Heiyao himself was somewhat dazed, not expecting that among the fellow cultivators who plotted to bring the Haotian Stone into the chaotic Star Sea, there would be someone with such a powerful background.

"What kind of power is the ancient royal clan?"

At this moment, Longling, upon hearing Huang Ao's words, also became interested.

"I really don't know if he jumped out of a crack in a stone."

"The ancient royal clan is well known in the Honghuang Cultivation World; you actually don't even know this."

Bibo Xianzi, upon hearing Longling's words, gave him a white look, then sneered contemptuously.

"The ancient royal clan are the descendants of the five great human emperors, representing the ultimate of the five-element laws of metal, wood, water, fire, earth."

It is said that in ancient times, the human race faced a calamitous slaughter, being lowly among the myriad races.

Among humanity, there were the unyielding who sought to overturn heaven and earth, comprehending the supreme law of heaven and earth.

The five great human emperors accordingly appeared, leading humanity to rise among the myriad races, transmitting the cultivation method to the people, eternally securing the clan's fortune.

"This is the origin of the ancient royal clan."

Bibo Xianzi saw Longling staring at her with cold, raised eyebrows, cursed inwardly, then took the opportunity to speak up and explain.

"What does that have to do with those golden willow branches!"

Longling gazed at the brilliant golden willow branches, his eyes swirling with floating light; patterns flashed on the branches, and the vital energy shimmered, moving the heart and spirit.

"Of course there is a relation."

Not to mention that the ancient royal clan possesses the human emperor's bloodline, innately having a strong perception of the source attribute, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

Moreover, the historical records of the Universe Cultivation World state that the ancient human race's Wood Emperor attained the Dao under a great willow tree, after which that willow tree became the clan's supreme treasure of the ancient Wood Emperor.

The willow tree in Qin Cang's hands is likely related to that ancient willow tree.

Otherwise, a single willow branch not yet refined into a peerless divine weapon, how could it possess such terrifying power and law?

Chilian, upon hearing Longling's words, also walked over and spoke at length.

The Haotian Stone has appeared in this world; now even the ancient clans and the ancient royal clan have been stirred, the upcoming struggle will be even more brutal, and the process of obtaining the Haotian Stone will surely be a river of blood.

"Chilian, you couldn't also be from the ancient royal clan, could you!"

Heiyao leaned close to Chilian and asked cautiously.

Chilian possesses the Three Light Divine Fire, a formidable alien flame, with the terrifying ability to burn the heavens; if Chilian were from the ancient royal clan, that would make sense.

"I have dreamed of it, alas, I didn't have good fortune in rebirth."

Chilian, upon hearing Heiyao's words, was not angry but instead joked.

Everyone can understand this, after all the ancient royal clan exists in the independent Human Emperor Ancient Realm of the Universe World; it is a world opened up by the Human Emperor Ancient Clan using heavenly means, possessing the attribute origin and a Human Emperor's supreme treasure that can safeguard the clan, which is extremely beneficial for the cultivation of the Human Emperor's descendants.

How could those people possibly lower their status to cultivate together with the cultivators of the Universe Cultivation World!

Unless something extraordinary appears in the Universe Cultivation World that creates an immense karmic tie for cultivators, otherwise the ancient royal clan would never readily set foot in the Universe Cultivation World; even if they did, it would be a rare occurrence, and they would not normally reveal their true identities.

Boom.

A thunderous, earth-shaking sound suddenly exploded in the sky; everyone saw that the originally winding hills over a hundred miles began to violently tremble, huge ravines formed, and countless hills began to collapse.

Especially at the site of Qin Cang and Huang Ao's battle, the surrounding hills were all shattered into ravines, leaving only a bowl-shaped depression visible to everyone; in the middle of that depression stood an independent central stone pillar, where the two were locked in a fierce struggle.

On the central stone pillar, streaks of destructive light blazed, causing the surrounding void to churn with angry lightning; the terrifying destructive power wildly swept outward, and in an instant another huge explosion sounded, as the stone walls of the massive abyss pit rapidly collapsed.

Bang bang bang.

Huang Ao wielded a black halberd like a demon god descending; the vast halberd emitted a strange light, frenetically stirring everything around, as he suddenly smashed it toward Qin Cang's forehead; the violent force had not yet arrived, but it already caused the void around Qin Cang to begin rapidly collapsing.

Ding.

At the critical moment, the runes on the golden willow branches glittered, releasing heavenly light; lightning and thunder streaked toward the direction the black halberd was coming from, the speed appearing gentle and slow, yet it surpassed space, and just as it was about to land on the halberd, it suddenly drew forth immense force.

The violent metallic sound shook the winds and clouds of the nine heavens, the killing intent covering the firmament.

Boom.

The violent force flung Huang Ao away; he borrowed power in midair to manifest, instantly appearing in the six directions of east, south, west, north, up, and down, with the halberd-wielding figures flickering heavily.

Bang bang bang.

On those six directions, a mysterious six-pointed star quickly intertwined; then each direction seemed to have a Huang Ao, and each of those figures began to transform into eight forms, waving the halberd to unleash a tearing force.

Across the entire battlefield, everyone saw that in the blink of an eye, forty-eight images of Huang Ao appeared, carrying an overwhelming force, continuing to surround and attack Qin Cang.

La la la la.

The golden willow branches coiled around Qin Cang's body three zhang away, extending and growing in a spiral from his feet, protecting him at the very center.

On those branches, golden runes spread out, then they vibrated wildly, and huge golden chains suddenly shot forth from the scattered leaves above.

Boom boom boom.

On the golden chains lay vast power; they swept toward Huang Ao, and forty-seven figures exploded one by one, revealing Huang Ao's true form.

Seeing this, Huang Ao dared not contend, and in the blink of an eye was about to retreat.

In the void, a vast sound suddenly cut through, like water's undulating ripples spreading gently; in the blink of an eye it covered Huang Ao's body, and the mysterious seals originally imprinted were covered by the ice of weak water, directly cutting off his connection to the void.

Bang.

Huang Ao sensed his spiritual power pouring into the seals on his body; although the seals were flickering, they could no longer mobilize the heavenly and earthly power of the surrounding space for use.

"Haha, Bobo Ji well done."

Qin Cang saw this, excitement rising in his eyes, stepping on the golden willow branches, he and Huang Ao continued to tremble together; however, having lost the aid of heavenly will, Huang Ao instantly fell into a disadvantage.

Moreover, the surrounding space was filled with the cold force of weak water; wherever Huang Ao and Qin Cang's feet landed during their battle, they would instantly be frozen by weak water's ice, then rapidly spreading from Huang Ao's soles upward toward his thighs.

This strange change completely hampered Huang Ao's reaction and mobility; his body had multiple places pierced by the golden willow branches, and the wounds bled profusely, causing his face to turn pale from excessive blood loss.

"Damn it.

If you have the ability, fight me openly.

"What kind of hero is it to sneakily place restrictions on the battlefield?"

Huang Ao's hair flew up in fury, his white jade crown on his head shattered, his long hair flying wildly, as if he had gone mad, his bearing showing extreme arrogance.

"Since ancient times, warfare never despises deceit."

Cultivators who defy heaven contend for supremacy; only those who survive are the strong, and the losers have no right to blame others.

Furthermore, we all defeat our enemies with our brains.

Unlike you, a big, clumsy oaf with a head full of paste, a stupid thing that only knows how to use brute force.

"Hahaha."

Heifeng was standing behind Longling and Bibo Xianzi at that moment; upon hearing Huang Ao's words, he immediately objected in dissatisfaction.