Chapter 1564: Disseminate God power Translator: Sigma_ Editor: Hitesh_
Tahm of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan was bleeding hard. The veins of his torn arm looked like wiggling worms, which made people numb.
Standing on the edge of the volcano’s mouth, the flame covered Tahm as well. The members of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan stood and watched Tahm from a distance, feeling quite edgy.
They weren’t sure if Tahm had destroyed the secret formation or not.
The giant battleships hovered like a school of savage sharks. The four experts wore a cold, heartless face while the soul altars were emerging. It was someone using a soul technique to maintain some formation to subdue people’s souls.
The members of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan felt a great fear as if a mountain was placed on their soul, which tied them down to where they were standing. They were sure that the members of the four clans had taken action in the dark. As long as Tahm failed or didn’t cooperate, what was awaiting them was a bloody and savage end.
Obliterating the entire race wasn’t just a threat. When the four clans joined hands, they could erase anything they wanted!
“Sir, is it okay?”
“Tahm, is it…is it okay?”
“We can’t afford any mistake!”
The members of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan were hurried, shivering and stammering. Those at the low realms were sweating a lot as they slumped down; they could feel the advent of some bad news, frightened beyond their wits
“Tahm, you’re a smart guy. I’m sure you won’t fail us.” Rupert of the Black Demon Clan hovered in the sky like an ancient Demogorgon. Bands of demon gas shot around him like alarming columns, which made people even more desperate.
“Should be…Should be no problem. The teleport formation down there was broken!” Tahm’s lips were dry. He was fearful as he lifted his head to look at the four Territory Ancestors.
“He did it well,” Serene Prison of the Soul Clan looked handsome, and he was the youngest among the four. However, at this moment, he gave a faint smile for the first time while talking to Rupert. “Montecie’s soul is still inside the volcano. She couldn’t use the formation to escape.
The members of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan were relieved when they heard Serene Prison’s voice, which was like the voice of an angel to them. They felt the pressure disappear as many of them fell to the ground, muttering happily, “Lucky… We’re so lucky…”
Tahm also relaxed. He winced as he held his cut limb and treated the wound as fast as he could.
“You were lucky this time!”
Beverly of the Ancient Monster Clan had a snake body. She coldly shouted as if she hated that they couldn’t do the slaughter. She had successfully threatened the members of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan, who didn’t even dare to show their happy faces.
“Show yourself, Montecie! I think we can talk.” Serene Prison’s voice materialized and shot like a lightning strike toward the volcano. “You can’t run. For the future of the Phantom Clan, I think you should do something.”
Pausing for a while, he continued, “Didn’t you always want to know how we could locate you? Yeah, it’s time to tell you the truth…”
At this moment, Rupert, Edgar, Beverly, and hundreds of Immortal Realm experts of the four clans wore a cold face, quietly waiting for Montecie to show herself.
They knew that Montecie couldn’t leave through the volcano, and she was left with no choice.
They silently watched the mouth of the volcano. The warriors of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan looked embarrassed while the experts of the four clans acted as if they found joy in the others’ misery. Some wore a mocking face while some were eager to try. They all had different countenances.
In the dancing flames, Montecie’s petite body slowly rose up, steadying on the edge of the volcano. Her clothes looked like rags, her face pale and eyes dispirited. The most powerful expert of the Phantom Clan, the Territory Ancestor, had emerged in such a pitiful condition.
“Madam Montecie, I’m so sorry! For the future of my clan, I… I didn’t have a choice. Sorry…”
Seeing her, Tahm couldn’t control his emotions. He didn’t care about his cut limb as kneeled on a burning rock and pounded his head on the ground continually.
“You’re not wrong. If I were you, I would do the same.” Montecie sighed, her face tired as she shook her head.
“Montecie, if you give up on the final battle, I will take my soul and dignity to commit that your Phantom Clan won’t be erased.” After pondering briefly, Serene Prison sincerely offered.
“Serene Prison!” Rupert hissed.
“Don’t you know that you have to uproot them?” sneered Edgar.
“I don’t agree!” Beverly shouted.
The three experts objected to Serene Prison’s suggestion. As they saw him commit, they cried to deny.
Montecie felt her heart sink when she heard Serene Prison’s words. She knew something bad had already happened to the Phantom Clan. Otherwise, Serene Prison wouldn’t say so.
The Phantom Clan was one of the Seven Great Clans, and thus, she knew a lot of secrets. Even if she died, Cantecie, Fan De Lei, and Mei Ji still had the power to protect the Phantom Clan. With the alliance with the White Bone Clan, they were still strong enough.
But, why did Serene Prison say that?
“Except for Zhen Ru, your sister Cantecie has an agreement with us. Fan De Lei and she have joined hands to control Mei Ji to create a chance for Zhen Ru to kill Shi Yan. If nothing unexpected has happened in the Phantom Clan, Cantecie and Fan De Lei are controlling the Phantom Clan now. Your people have lost the supreme power.”
Serene Prison pulled an indifferent face, narrating his guess. “When the Phantom Clan loses you, how can they resist us? Your naive younger sister thought that after we killed you, we would recognize her position in the Phantom Clan, and would spare the Phantom Clan. Her talents and wisdom are far behind yours. We will crush and claim the Phantom Clan’s vast territory. We will kill your fellows, including Cantecie and Fan De Lei…”
Pausing for a while, Serene Prison checked Montecie’s face twisting in agony and her shivered body, talking neither slowly nor fast, “If nothing unexpected happens, the Phantom Clan would be uprooted within one hundred years! Of course, if you kill yourself and save us some God power and efforts, I’m sure I can keep your bloodline alive.”
Without waiting for Edgar, Beverly, and Rupert to oppose, Serene Prison shouted as he turned to them. “I think you all know how fierce Montecie is. If she detonates her soul altar to fight us, are you sure you won’t be affected even a bit?”
Serene Prison shouted to suppress the other three, making them hesitant. No matter what, Montecie was a Second Sky of Territory Ancestor expert, one of the Ten Great Territory Ancestors. She could rewind at least hundreds or thousands of years. The kind of harm she could do to them was something they could never predict.
Listening to Serene Prison, the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan felt like they had just fallen into an icy chamber, shivers sent down their spines.
The Phantom Clan was one of the Seven Great Clans, but now, they had to endure a catastrophe, reaching the edge of destruction. Then, what kind of changes would happen to this vast sea of stars in the near future?
Looking at Montecie, they were sorrowful as if they were seeing the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan’s future.
“So, what do you want?” Serene Prison frowned while shouting at the others.
Edgar, Beverly, and Rupert exchanged looks. After a while, Rupert said, “We will keep ten thousand members of the Phantom Clan max. Moreover, none of them should have the realm higher than Ethereal God Realm! The four clans will surveil them. We must ensure that they don’t rise again within the next one hundred thousand years!”
‘So cruel!’ Tahm screamed inwardly as he bewilderedly looked at Montecie. The other three wanted to kill the Phantom Clan’s hope. They didn’t want the clan to grow again for dozens of thousands of years.
Montecie felt powerless. She was struggling hard between keeping or destroying her clan.
“First, you should disseminate your God power,” Serene Prison urged indifferently.
“I want you to pledge, all four of you. You have to use your ancestor’s names to promise to keep your words. You have to spare lives of our Phantom Clan!” Montecie suddenly lifted her head, her resolute and savage eyes gazing at Edgar, Beverly, and Rupert.
She couldn’t trust these three.
As she was gazing at them, Edgar and the others hesitated for a while before rising their hands to pledge, with Serene Prison taking his pledge the last. Montecie would kill herself to save the Phantom Clan’s bloodline, the seeds of their future.
“Can you do it now?” smirked Beverly.
“Sure can…”
A forlorn, sorrowful aura emitted from Montecie’s petite body. She was the strongest warrior of the Phantom Clan, one of the Ten Great Territory Ancestors in this vast sea of stars. Between saving her race and destroying herself, she chose the former.
Montecie’s little girl appearance grew as she became taller while her hair grew like wild weeds. Her small body turned into a graceful, adult-sized body, which was so charming to the eyes…
It looked like she had grown up within seconds, turning into a magnificent woman whose appearance wasn’t less stunning than Mei Ji.
No one was surprised because of her glamor. They all knew that after her God power was disseminated, Montecie could never rewind time again. She wouldn’t be able to lock her youth. She would age fast, experiencing all stages of a woman’s life. As time went by, she would become a pale skeleton in the end.
“After dozens of thousands of time, I can’t believe I can see your original beauty again,” Serene Prison said with emotion.
“Worth the title of the First Beautiful Lady of this vast sea of stars. Well, too bad that you’ll be like a withered flower soon. To me, being able to witness you aging to death is a big joy in my life,” Beverly mocked coldly, her face excited.
Dozens of thousands of years ago, she and Montecie had debuted almost at the same time. Her monstrous beauty could even move the world, sinking many men. She used to think that she was the most beautiful woman at that time, which had nurtured her arrogance and pride…
However, Montecie of the Phantom Clan appeared and plucked all the men’s eyes away from her!
Montecie had a peerless glamor, her innate talents, and the mysterious Time power Upanishad. Everything the other possessed had totally overwhelmed Beverly.
She had to endure this for tens of thousands of years.
Beverly had embraced hatred toward Montecie for thousands of years, and it had never changed a bit! Today, as she could witness Montecie aging and dying, it was the happiest moment of her life.
She was even a little impatient to see it.