Chapter 477: Fangyang Nobles (2/2)
Rumble!
Radiance as blinding as the sun burst forth from the Fangyang scion’s body.
“The restriction against immortals is so powerful as to sever the immortal dao and knock all lives back into the dust of the mundane, erasing memories as immortals fell… However, those who were powerful enough could endure the restriction and maintain their memory!” Deep pride flashed across the Fangyang scion’s face. “My ancestors were such individuals. Although they fell from immortality, they retained their memories of the immortal dao!”
Deafening silence descended. Memories of the immortal dao? The implications of this were tremendous.
With the immortal dao severed, the ancient combat arts had been lost. What was unearthed from the ancient tombs were mostly incomplete fragments. Only a few perfect ancient methods existed, such as the flawless, complete heritage hidden in the inheritance tower at the center of Dusk City.
It appeared that the Fangyang Clan had access to such perfect ancient methods as well!
“The Fangyang Clan now returns to the world to take our place as its ruler!” the youth declared with great solemnity.
“What a joke,” snorted a voice from midair. “The Fangyang Clan? Your cowardly excuses for ancestors only retained their memories by a stroke of luck because they fled and hid outside the realm. They were later exiled by the divine race and nine celestial emperors. Now you have the audacity to claim to be the rulers of the world?
“Your clan wouldn’t dare emerge in the world, had the nine celestial emperors not passed down their thrones and removed themselves from the conflicts of the lands!”
“Who is it?!” an immortal lurking on the other side demanded before the Fangyang scion could say anything.
The voice didn’t speak again, and the young man’s expression was as black as foreboding night, thoroughly humiliated. However, neither he nor the other Fangyang members could offer any counterarguments. What the voice said was the truth. There was no arguing that the Fangyang Clan had only shown themselves because of the nine celestial emperors’ abdication.
“Show yourself, lurking vermin!” The young man in golden armor made a sudden move, striking at a portion of the sky with his palm.
A gray figure tumbled from midair, shrouded by a gray presence and wreathed in a pungent, rotten smell… a zombie!
“Corpse Refiner scum,” snarledt he Fangyang scion, taking a step forward and smacking the zombie with a palm strike. It fell apart and died then and there.
The Corpse Refiners hadn’t participated in the last Sovereign Meet. They were still the public enemy of the world, despite having established themselves in Truespirit Major. Any of their members would be torn apart if they dared show up.
With countless geniuses flocking to Dusk Province to hold another Sovereign Meet, though, the Corpse Refiners couldn’t stay on the sidelines. They were a mysterious faction that’d been around since at least the Primordial Era. Their heritage had never been lost, and they knew about the Fangyang Clan.
“Hehehe, bold of you to kill a battle zombie of mine, Fangyang. Tsk, tsk, that’s all you’ve got though, isn’t it?”
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Qing Han rubbed her forehead in exasperation at seeing the Fangyang Clan fighting with the Corpse Refiners instead.