My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences-Chapter 578 - The Only One Left

578 The Only One Left
“Those two are strange. Everyone must exercise extreme caution on this journey!” Qiong Siren warned the elders sternly.

“Don’t worry,” replied the group’s leader, a short elder barely taller than those around him. He chuckled, “I understand you covered for Qiong Sicheng’s mistake of withholding information, leading to your underestimation of the enemies and the ambush. Now that we know of their abilities, we won’t underestimate them.”

Seemingly absentmindedly, the short elder patted Qiong Siren’s shoulder in a patronizing manner, then turned and walked into the secret room.

Qiong Siyao, who remained behind, frowned. “That old man really thinks highly of himself because of his seniority!”

“Don’t say that. Although the grand elder is over eight hundred years old, even the kings were tutored by him when they were young,” said someone matter-of-factly. “Whether it’s about prestige or strength, he still commands respect.”

“In fact, his bloodline has reached 90% purity. I’m afraid in a few years, he’ll reach the king realm. I wouldn’t dare say he’ll breach the king realm, but he should be able to extend his lifespan by a century.
“Moreover, all thirteen clan elders are mobilized this time. Regardless of how strange those two from the Kun Peng clan are, they will be defeated,” QiongSiren analyzed calmly. The thought of the Qiong Qi clan failing to defeat the two enemies despite such formidable force made him shudder.

…

At the spirit bone level, Qin Huai sat cross-legged while the young girl next to him studied the extraordinarily strong demon they’d recently encountered. She squatted on the ground out of boredom, digging into the earth, then suddenly looked up at Qin Huai.

His form began to distort in her gaze. A familiar sensation emerged from Qin Huai, causing her blood to ripple.

Suddenly, thirteen towering figures materialized around them.

Boom!

Landing heavily, they raised a cloud of dust. They immediately noticed Qin Huai and the young girl sitting cross-legged in their midst.

“Looks like our luck is good. We managed to secure the best spot instantly,” one of them noted. “Also, it appears this kid has been injured by the three heroes?” the grand elder sneered.

Boom!

An overwhelming pressure instantly radiated within a hundred-meter radius. The tangible wave, both solid and ethereal, bore down on them like a mountain.

Puff!

Several elders instantly spat out mouthfuls of blood. Their massive bodies collapsed to the ground, blood and sweat pouring out of them. The next moment, three of them disintegrated into the air, their spiritual energy surging into Qin Huai.

“Kill him!” roared the grand elder. Five people at his side, despite their injuries, lunged at Qin Huai.

The little girl leaped up and intercepted two of the heavy punches. The remaining three blows approached Qin Huai in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, Qin Huai’s hair turned snow white. His previously closed eyes slowly opened, emitting a white light so bright it seemed to leech the color from the world.

The almost tangible pressure surged. A dragon’s roar thundered as leaves danced wildly and flowers, grass, and sand seemed to harmonize.

One by one, the elders, renowned for their formidable physiques, knelt to the ground. Six of them perished instantly. Without even throwing a punch, half of the thirteen elders of the Qiong Qi clan had been obliterated.

“Peak king’s force!” The grand elder’s voice wavered.

Future Kings were also divided into varying degrees of strength, particularly in relation to their king’s force. Some king’s force could merely intimidate those in the blood refinement realm, while others could daunt martial artists in the same realm.

However, there were select few, true prodigies, whose king’s force could directly obliterate those in the same realm. This axiom was vividly illustrated in the preeminent king’s force.

The man before them was, without a doubt, one such legendary figure. Within the eight royal clans, those young people who had reached 90% or higher bloodline purity were considered future kings. Yet, this man before them was pure among the pure.

Whoosh!

A streak of white light split the sky, bearing a lethal intent infused with an unstoppable king’s force. A pair of dazzling white eyes appeared before the grand elder. The surrounding aura diminished as a brilliant white shield materialized before him.

Bang!

The grand elder’s formidable fist tore through the light screen, propelling him dozens of meters forward. His eyes trembled. In that instant, he found himself alone — the only remaining member of the thirteen clan elders.

“How fast,” Qin Huai remarked, staring at the grand elder.

To the grand elder, these words were a bitter insult. He was an ancient creature, alive for over eight hundred years. He had seen the Great You dragonclan’s downfall, and even the imminent change of rulership over the Great You.

Having witnessed countless historical events, he was a revered elder among the eight royal clans.