God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 704

He was the Elder of the Silvermere Clan, and their ancestral lands bordered the Moonfall Clan’s.

If the Riverborn Clan fell, the Silvermere Clan would be next in line to bear the brunt.

"Understood." The middle-aged man nodded and began transmitting the message back to their clan.

A beautiful mature woman beside the Silvermere Clan’s Great Elder spoke up.

"We should have anticipated this situation a long time ago."

"The Moonfall Clan produced a stunningly talented Holy Son like Lucien, and he obtained the Ultimate Inheritance."

"There was news previously that Lucien had comprehended the first eleven of the Moonfall Clan’s Thirteen Emperor Form Diagrams."

"Now, over a year has passed. That Holy Son’s realm and combat strength have definitely reached an even higher level."

"With such a genius, how could the Moonfall Clan possibly remain content with their lot?"

"They probably planned to annex the Riverborn Clan a long time ago. This sudden attack isn’t just aimed at the Riverborn Clan. It’s also meant to catch our major clans off guard."

"If we react even slightly too slowly, by the time we gather our wits, the Riverborn Clan might already be gone."

"This Moonfall Clan. What a brilliant scheme." The Silvermere Clan’s Great Elder snorted coldly.

"Previously, there were rumors that someone in the Moonfall Clan had stepped into the Emperor Realm."

"We don’t know if it’s true or false. We sent many scouts to investigate but got no results."

"If it’s true, then I’m afraid no one can save the Riverborn Clan today. The entire White North Ice Field is going to undergo a major reshuffle."

"Great Elder, we must make two sets of preparations," the woman replied.

"Mhm. Let’s see what happens today first. I wonder if the Riverborn Clan can force out the Moonfall Clan’s Emperor Realm expert."

"The Moonfall Clan is approaching with fierce momentum. Anyone can see they hold immense resolve."

"If the Riverborn Clan can withstand this initial wave, the Moonfall Clan’s Emperor Realm expert should make a move in the next round."

"If they don’t, we can basically confirm the previous rumors were false."

The Silvermere Clan’s Great Elder nodded, then looked up at the sky.

Up there, a middle-aged man in a black-and-red robe, looking somewhat bedraggled, shouted loudly. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Glacien, what are you trying to do? Attacking my Riverborn Clan. Are you trying to kill us all?"

Glacien chuckled.

"Tiberan, for the sake of the past friendship between our two clans, I will give you a chance to choose today."

"Your Riverborn Clan will follow the original agreement. Marry Althea to Lucien as a concubine, and hand over your inheritance, including your Clan Protection Grand Formation and foundation Divine Artifacts, along with two-thirds of your territory."

"Otherwise, I will wash the Riverborn Clan in blood today."

"Not a single man of your Riverborn Clan will survive, and your women will only be reduced to slaves for our Moonfall Clan."

"You..."

"Glacien, a hundred thousand years ago, the seven Ancient Clans of the White North Ice Field signed the Glacier Covenant. The first article explicitly states that no clan shall, under any circumstances, exterminate another."

"Otherwise, the remaining six clans will unite to crusade against them."

Tiberan invoked the ancient Glacier Covenant.

"Tiberan, oh Tiberan. To think your Riverborn Clan has declined to such a pathetic state."

"You are completely powerless to resist my Moonfall Clan, so you actually pull out the Glacier Covenant. If I remember correctly, that was a hundred thousand years ago."

"What do matters from a hundred thousand years ago have to do with the current Moonfall Clan?" Glacien mocked.

"I will give you exactly one minute to consider." He held up a single finger.

"As expected. What covenant, what two-month deadline, it was all lies. You were merely using the marriage contract as an excuse to annex my Riverborn Clan and prepare for your plan to unify the White North Ice Field."

"Glacien, your Moonfall Clan truly has massive ambitions."

"Do you think the other factions and Ancient Clans of the White North Ice Field will just sit back and watch?" Tiberan roared, deliberately projecting his voice as loudly as possible.

He knew scouts from the other clans were already nearby, watching.

He wanted to broadcast the Moonfall Clan’s ambitions to the public and buy a sliver of hope for the Riverborn Clan.

"I must say, you are quite smart."

"But it’s too late."

"It will take my Moonfall Clan at most fifteen minutes to annihilate your Riverborn Clan. In fifteen minutes, the top experts of the other clans and factions simply won’t have time to arrive."

"Besides, have you forgotten? An ancestor of my Moonfall Clan has stepped into the Emperor Realm."

"Who would dare act presumptuously?"

The corners of Glacien’s mouth curved upward. Today, he was determined to devour the Riverborn Clan. Even the gods couldn’t save them.

"An Emperor Realm expert. Is it actually true?"

"Dammit."

Tiberan gritted his teeth and looked at the dozens of people behind him. The Riverborn Clan elders, the commanders of the Silver Armor Guard, and several ancestors who had emerged from life-or-death seclusion, their realms at Perfect Supreme.

Including those ancestors, the Riverborn Clan had a total of five Perfect Supremes.

The Moonfall Clan had deployed nine.

Every single one overwhelmingly powerful. Several were top-tier Perfect Supremes who had reached the absolute peak of the realm. How could the declining Riverborn Clan possibly be a match?

But surrendering directly, handing over his daughter and the clan’s foundation inheritance, was absolutely impossible. Tiberan could never accept such humiliation.

"Defend to the death. The other factions of the White North Ice Field will not remain indifferent. They fear the Moonfall Clan too."

Tiberan issued the order. There was no way left to retreat. They had to hold this final line.

Time ticked by. The atmosphere turned suffocating.

Not far away, three cloaked figures stood quietly on a massive bluestone.

"Your Highness, this is a conflict between the Ancient Clans of the White North Ice Field."

"Are we truly going to wade into this muddy water?" an old man with a weathered voice asked.

"If it were any other two clans fighting, I wouldn’t care. But this is the Riverborn Clan. Didn’t you hear who the Moonfall Clan is demanding?"

"Isn’t it the Eldest Miss of the Riverborn Clan, Althea?"

"Exactly. And Althea is the female companion of a dear friend of mine. Since I’ve encountered this, I cannot simply sit by and watch," the young man replied.

"But Your Highness, our purpose for coming here is to go to the Ice Field Demon Caverns..."