In the ancestral land of the Celestial Clan, a strikingly handsome young man in opulent robes knelt at an altar, praying with utmost reverence.
A moment later, the youth rose and smiled at the five elder ancestors of the Celestial Clan below. "Why all the long faces? Tianxiong Old Ancestor and his forces haven't been defeated yet. There's no need to be so pessimistic."
"Sacred Son Qiming, the human race has already penetrated our heartland. Regardless of the outcome at Tianxiong Old Ancestor's location, our Celestial Clan's prestige among the myriad realms will be greatly diminished. Especially the annihilation of the Divine Clan, which is a tremendous loss for us."
Sacred Son Qiming was a direct descendant of the God of Fortune and Destiny, born within the Sea of Fortune. He was brought forth by the Celestial Clan's thousand-year sacrifice of destiny, and upon birth, possessed Great Emperor level cultivation.
It was less about the Celestial Clan going to such lengths to mold a Sacred Son, and more about them aiming to forge a second God of Fortune and Destiny.
"Prestige?"
"Heh heh!"
"The prestige of the Celestial Clan has never been something those inferior races can evaluate. If a dog dares to bare its fangs at its master, then kill it and get a new one."
"As for the Divine Clan, it is indeed regrettable. But it matters not. Most of the losses for the Divine Clan were among mixed-blood collateral branches. As long as the direct bloodline of the Fourth Elder remains, the prosperity of the Divine Clan is merely a matter of time."
"Issue an order: to all the myriad races across the realms, let all hidden forces of our Celestial Clan launch an offensive towards the human race's home planet. This will force the human army to divert troops for reinforcement. Additionally, attack Gaoxin Clan beyond the Celestial Road. You don't need to breach Gaoxin Clan, just surround it to compel some of the Human-Earth Alliance soldiers stationed on the Celestial Road to return for aid."
"Issue an order: the main city of Heciod's Plain will launch an attack on the legions stationed by the human race on the Celestial Road. The garrison forces of Caiya Main City and Tianyun Main City will all converge towards Lianshan Main City. I personally will lead the charge to confront the human imperial son."
"Furthermore, order all citizens of the Celestial Clan to begin bloodline sacrifices and prayers, preparing to awaken our two Old Ancestors, the Gods of Fortune and Destiny. I want to see if humanity's Pangu still survives in this world. Otherwise, from this day forward, there will be no more humans in this universe of myriad realms."
As Sacred Son Qiming spoke, he shed his opulent robes and donned a set of armor, then walked towards the foot of the altar.
Following Sacred Son Qiming's steps, figures hidden beside the altar slowly revealed themselves.
Eighteen figures, eighteen ancestors.
It was astonishing that even at this critical juncture of battle, the Celestial Clan could still conceal such hidden strength.
Watching Sacred Son Qiming disappear, the five Celestial Clan elders exchanged glances. "Eighth Elder, you are the strongest among us. The Old Ancestors commanded us not to engage in further conflict with the human race, but now that the Sacred Son is acting like this..."
The Eighth Elder shook his head and said with resignation, "Say no more. Follow the Sacred Son's arrangements. Gather all the ancestors of the Celestial Clan and prepare for war."
While Lin Zhan was plotting against the Celestial Clan, the Celestial Clan was also plotting against the human race.
The falconer was pecked in the eye, the fisherman capsized in a ditch.
Lin Zhan and Sacred Son Qiming, both so-called brilliant strategists, were engaged in a mutual scheme.
Heciod's Plain Main City was guarded by the Tenth, Eleventh, and Twelfth Elders of the Celestial Clan, who were also brothers. Upon receiving Sacred Son Qiming's command,
The three exchanged bewildered glances. "Big Brother, what does the Sacred Son mean? The Old Ancestors told us to stop fighting, what does he want now?"
The Tenth Elder said with a sigh, "The Old Ancestors are fighting in the void. Although the Sacred Son's strength is not equal to an ancestor's, his status in the Celestial Clan is the highest. We should still obey orders."
That night, Ming Ling, accompanied by the Black Robed Old Ancestor and Ashura King, quietly approached the vicinity of Heciod's Plain Main City. "This is the city we are about to attack. What are your opinions on this?"
The Ashura King was taken aback. "Are you kidding me? You want me, a seasoned rogue who just learned to write his name, to offer an opinion? You're not afraid I'll mess up the entire army, are you?"
As he pondered, he looked towards the Black Robed Old Ancestor, who was as renowned as him.
After all, the two of them were known in the underworld as 'Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick,' and they had only learned to write their names in the past few days.
Just as the Ashura King was about to speak, he heard the Black Robed Old Ancestor say, "Although Heciod's Plain Main City is located in flat terrain with no natural defenses, its walls are thick and high, and it is equipped with all sorts of defensive weaponry."
"Most importantly, in addition to being defended by five main combat legions of the Celestial Clan, it is also guarded by the Sky Fury Legion, one of the Celestial Clan's ten major legions. The Sky Fury Legion is the most adept at chaotic combat among the ten major legions, with a full complement of fifteen million soldiers, one-third more than the other ten legions."
"Excluding these elite main forces, there are at least ten legions of second-tier troops in the city. It can be said that all ordinary civilians in Heciod's Plain Main City, apart from the Celestial Clan's army, have already been evacuated."
"Furthermore, the Sky Fury Legion is a legion that we have never engaged in combat with since we began our offensive against the Celestial Clan. This means that the Sky Fury Legion is currently at its peak in terms of combat awareness and participating personnel."
"Therefore, to capture this city as quickly as possible, we must find a way to lure out a portion of the defenders. 'Luring the snake out of its hole and dividing it to conquer' is currently the best approach."
Hearing the Black Robed Old Ancestor's lengthy discourse, Zu Ming Ling and Ashura King stared at him in shock.
If they hadn't known the Black Robed Old Ancestor was one of the top figures in the underworld, they would have suspected he had been possessed.
This transformation from someone who couldn't recognize ten characters to someone so talented and versatile – who wouldn't be stunned?
Especially the Ashura King, who looked at the Black Robed Old Ancestor with a resentful gaze.
"You said we were in this together, fellow rogues. Is it really okay for you to secretly study like this?"
"The small boat of friendship just tipped over like this, didn't it?"
Seeing their shocked eyes, the Black Robed Old Ancestor raised his head slightly, unfazed.
"Don't look at me like that. Humans? We all improve eventually."
"As long as one can diligently study and overcome their shortcomings, there will be a moment to shine."
Hearing the Black Robed Old Ancestor's words, Ming Ling nodded with relief. He usually had to lead two illiterate individuals, which had earned him the title of one of the "Three Fools of the Underworld." It was exhausting.
With the Black Robed Old Ancestor's significant progress this time, he believed that under his influence, the Ashura King would also become outstanding in the near future.
Only the Ashura King squinted at the Black Robed Old Ancestor and said, "How much did you pay to hire him?"