Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 805 - 800: Their Blood Still Burns Hot

The Great Xia Dynasty is under attack!

All Clans and the Human Race are at war!

These two pieces of news, like a sudden thunderclap, swiftly reached the ears of the leaders of all the dominant forces in the multiverse, stirring a tempest of epic proportions.

Some leaders of weaker forces, upon reading the intelligence in their hands, were all terrified, trembling in fear and anxiety.

In this intelligence, they saw chaos, saw destruction, saw death.

The struggle between the Human Race and All Clans spanned three eras, with countless great wars breaking out. How many forces were driven to destruction by these conflicts?

All they could do was pray that they wouldn't be affected!

On the other side.

Upon learning of the outbreak of war, Emperor Shang, Emperor Zhou, Emperor Jiang, and other powerful figures of the Human Race hurried to the Ancestor Hall.

When they learned the details from the mouth of the Ancestor, they all frowned deeply, falling into silence.

How could they break the impasse?

Even though they had guessed the purpose of All Clans, they were still at a loss on how to counteract it.

All Clans had used all their cunning, first contacting the Taihuang Dynasty, and then activating hidden pieces that had been laid for years. Would they easily give up before achieving their goals?

This battle was inevitable.

It would be fought with extreme difficulty!

Unless they abandoned the Qin Dynasty and once again endured in silence like a turtle hiding in its shell!

"The Human Race's Ziwei Empyrean Star has emerged; we have no reason to retreat!"

"Moreover, we cannot retreat; allowing the schemes of All Clans to succeed would be unimaginable. Besides the fall of the Qin Dynasty, we would lose the vast territories of the Middle Thousand Worlds and the Lesser Thousand Worlds!"

A one-armed martial artist faced the crowd and said gravely.

"Indeed!"

"There's no retreat now!"

Emperor Shang nodded in agreement.

The other powers said nothing, all turning their gaze to the Ancestor, eyes firm, with an murderous intent raging like a storm.

"By the Clan's decree, order the human forces of the Seventh Heaven to unleash their heritage and confront All Clans!"

"By the Clan's decree, the Great Xia Dynasty shall immediately organize an army to counterattack the Taihuang Dynasty, with the Dragon Clan offering strong support in the process!"

"By the Clan's decree, Torch Academy shall dispatch powerful figures to break through the blockade line of All Clans in the Seventh Heaven, and establish a passage to the Middle Thousand Worlds!"

The Ancestor stood up and commanded with authority.

The Clan's decree is the highest command of the Human Race.

All forces of the Human Race must comply, only issued when the race faces a major crisis.

And within the Human Race, the only one qualified to issue the Clan's decree is the Ancestor!

If the Ancestor falls, the three emperors decide collectively!

"By order!"

Facing the Clan's decree, Emperor Zhou, Emperor Xia, and Emperor Shang, among others, dared not be careless, and respectfully executed a salute.

Subsequently, everyone quickly departed.

However, Emperor Jiang, Emperor Jian, and Emperor Qing of Torch Academy stayed behind.

"Is there anything else?"

The Ancestor asked, puzzled.

The three emperors exchanged glances, and finally, Emperor Jiang cupped his hand and said, "Should we inform Qin Wudao about this matter?"

The Ancestor hesitated slightly upon hearing this, but eventually shook his head.

"Let's wait and see for now!"

"The target of All Clans is him; we cannot let him risk himself!"

...

Soon after.

The orders issued by the Ancestor spread throughout all Human Race forces in the Seventh Heaven.

"The Clan's decree!"

"If I remember correctly, the last time a Clan's decree was issued was when the Taihuang Dynasty defected!"

In the Shenmu Sect, an old man in a green robe, with hunched back and a face full of wrinkles, was slightly lost in thought upon hearing the content of the Clan's decree, sinking into endless memories.

He was very old!

Strands of decayed aura lingered around him, as if countless hands of death gripped him tightly, leaving one breathless.

It is worth mentioning that, theoretically, immortals are immortal, but it does not mean they do not age.

After each era of calamity, the massive karma formed in the world would corrode the body and soul of immortals, making them appear extremely old, and their vital energy waning.

Upon reaching this point, the vast majority of martial artists would self-seal and choose to slumber, becoming the foundation of a certain force.

However, there are a small number of martial artists who would drag their aged bodies through the world, guarding their force.

The green-robed elder was among the latter!

The Shenmu Alliance he belonged to suffered attacks from All Clans during the mid 'Torch Era,' with almost all its strong members falling, and no one to support the massive force.

Therefore, he woke from his slumber to protect the sect, hoping to nurture a capable successor and pass on the legacy.

"Ancestor, shall we respond to the Clan's decree?"

Beside the elder stood a middle-aged man, hesitantly asking.

He was the Sect Master of Shenmu Sect, a Daluo Golden Immortal, considered quite good in the Seventh Heaven, yet unable to uphold the status of a first-rate force for Shenmu Sect.

"You fool!"

The green-robed elder's face darkened as he yelled angrily.

A foul stench emanated from his mouth, similar to the smell of a corpse, making one want to vomit.

The Sect Master of Shenmu bowed his head, partly out of fear of the elder, and partly to avoid the stench.

"The Clan's decree is the highest command of the Human Race!"

"Once this decree is issued, it means the Human Race is at a critical juncture of life and death, and any force must put aside their own matters and respond unconditionally!"

"Pass the order: Shenmu Sect deploys sixty percent of its elite disciples, and I will personally lead the team to the front lines!"

The green-robed elder ordered loudly.

"But Ancestor, the front lines are dangerous..."

The face of the Sect Master of Shenmu changed slightly, filled with worry.

He feared the elder would encounter danger, leaving Shenmu Sect without its last pillar, and ultimately reducing it to a second-rate force.

"As humans, it's our mission!"

"Only by defeating All Clans can the Human Race be passed down; compared to the future of the Human Race, this worthless life of mine is not worth lamenting!"

The green-robed elder waved his hand, interrupting the Sect Master of Shenmu's words.

There were words he did not want to hear!

Bang!

A terrible aura erupted from his withered body, his robes billowed, his full head of white hair danced, and his battle intent soared, like a veteran soldier setting out for battle.

Even his hunched back became upright at this moment, like a spear, unyielding under any pressure, supporting a part of the sky for the Human Race.

"Who is it? Summoning me?"

"The Clan's decree, so many years have passed, and the Human Race faces danger again!"

"Someone, open the coffin!"

Simultaneously, in the ancestral lands of numerous Human Race forces, countless strong individuals who had been asleep for a long time sensed the call of the Clan's decree, opening their eyes one after another.

Lids of coffins were lifted, with cold winds howling.

One after another, old men with depleted vital energy, resembling skeletal figures, climbed out of the coffins, radiating a tremendous aura, disturbing time and space, as if telling the world, they are out here again.

Those who were supposed to have died have stood up once more!

Though old, their blood is still hot!

....

Middle Thousand Worlds!

Outside the Guiyuan Sect, the battle intensified.

Lin Tianyi stood in the void, surveying his surroundings, his expression exceedingly grim. The current situation was greatly unfavorable to the Guiyuan Sect; they were beset by an army from All Clans hidden in the dark ahead, and a crystalline legion behind.

Attacked on both fronts!

The defeat seemed inevitable!

The most dreadful part was having enemies before and behind, making retreat impossible.

Bang!

Bang!

Suddenly, three powerful auras emanated from within the sect, dispersing the clouds of evil qi.

Three elders, white-haired and emitting a decaying aura, tore through the void, descending upon the battlefield like three God Mountains.