291: This is the treasure of my soul clan.

The Star Moon Dynasty was not a major power, and its strongest member was only at the Boundless Realm, so naturally, they could not be a match for Chu Yaoguang.

Although they were helpless, they could not remain indifferent to this; at the very least, they had to show an attitude, hoping that the Soul Clan would show mercy when the time came.

Long Yuan looked into the distance and indeed saw Chu Yaoguang, the very clansman who had obtained the Nine Extremes Floating Pagoda Martial Soul back then.

He also saw a large group of Star Moon Dynasty Martial Artists trailing behind him, especially the man leading them, who was dressed in golden imperial robes with a bitter expression; that was the current Imperial Dynasty ruler of the Star Moon Dynasty.

This matter involved a great deal, so as the Imperial Dynasty ruler, he had to come forward in person.

"Heh, it is only because Chu Yaoguang has a relatively good temper. If it were someone with a hot temper like Chu Zhan or Dragon Hound, those people from the Star Moon Dynasty would have been dead long ago!"

Afterward, Long Yuan looked toward Nine Sword Mountain; there was still a great Opportunity here!

He curled his hand into a claw and grabbed forcefully toward the central area of Nine Sword Mountain. The next instant, a colorful ray of light shot out from Nine Sword Mountain and landed in Long Yuan's hand.

"An Opportunity?" The eyes of the other Martial Artists lit up, and many of them sensed the Aura of a treasure.

But before they could make a move, and before Long Yuan could even examine this treasure, a voice suddenly came over: "Your Excellency, release that Divine Artifact; this is the treasure of our Soul Clan!"

Immediately after, a figure emitting the Aura of the Opening Heaven Realm Perfection suddenly descended before Long Yuan.

Soul Clan!!! Upon hearing these two words, some of the surrounding Martial Artists who had intended to seize the Opportunity retreated into the distance without a moment's hesitation.

Everyone in the Divine Realm nowadays knew one thing: never get involved with the Soul Clan in any way.

Otherwise, if they took a fancy to a treasure, they would take it, and if they didn't like someone, they would kill them on the spot; the current Soul Clan was just that overbearing.

It could be said without hesitation that the current Divine Realm had already become the Soul Clan's private garden.

"Are you talking to me?" Long Yuan turned his head to look at the other party.

"I am Zong Tian, a Soul Clan Old Ancestor!"

"Hand over the treasure in your hand immediately, otherwise..."

Zong Tian's expression was cold and stern because the young man before him, upon seeing his arrival, not only failed to offer up the treasure in his hand but actually put his hands behind his back; this was simply an act of contempt toward their Soul Clan.

"Another Soul Clan Old Ancestor? Why does your Soul Clan have so many Old Ancestors?"

"Didn't so many of them die in the Secret Realm last time?" Long Yuan looked at the other party in surprise.

Was the foundation of this Soul Clan so profound? How could their Opening Heaven Realm Old Ancestors be inexhaustible?

"Hmph, is the foundation of our Soul Clan something that ignorant people like you can imagine?"

"I will tell you juniors the truth, so that you may know the foundation and might of our Soul Clan. Long before the ancient war, the foundation of our Soul Clan already had the faint Aura of being the number one Family in the Thirty-three Heavens!"

"During the ancient war, other factions were risking their lives, but they did not know how to preserve their strength like our Soul Clan. Afterward, less than one in ten experts in the Divine Realm remained, and Pan God left with a group of people. Originally, our Soul Clan had the ability to dominate the Divine Realm, but it was only because of the appearance of the Pan God Hall and the Myriad Demon Palace that we were barely held in check!"

The Pan God Hall attracted many expert Loose Cultivators, while the Myriad Demon Palace was the gathering place of the Yao Race; both factions could not be underestimated!

"Therefore, if we are talking solely about the foundation of a certain race, no one can compare to our Soul Clan!"

Although the fall of several Old Ancestors last time had somewhat damaged their vitality, the Original Ancestor's successful control of the god corpse made that loss seem insignificant.

"Oh, so it turns out you are a bunch of deserters from the battlefield!" Long Yuan nodded in realization, but in his heart, he became increasingly disdainful of the Soul Clan.

Many experts like the First Phoenix and the Ancestral Dragon had died in battle, and some others had been seriously injured and had not recovered to this day, such as the First Qilin, the Moon God, and the Sun God.

Yet the Soul Clan still had so many experts cowering in the rear! Were they not afraid that the heavens would truly be overrun by the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan?

Thinking about it, Long Yuan actually sympathized with Pan God; he was risking his life on the front lines, while some people in the rear were only thinking about how to save their own lives. That the heavens were able to win was truly thanks to some people risking their lives!

"Junior, what do you know?"

"This is called preserving strength!"

"If you don't believe me, you can look at races like the Dragon and Phoenix. Back then, the Ancestral Dragon and a group of experts died in battle, causing their races to have not yet recovered their Origin Qi after all these years!"

"It is nothing like our Soul Clan, which has looked down upon the Divine Realm since ancient times!"

"I have told you so much, but you still do not understand. Hand over that treasure immediately, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

Zong Tian stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly waiting for Long Yuan to offer the treasure with both hands.

"Why should I give my treasure to you? What kind of thing is your Soul Clan?"

"You don't really think that just because you obtained a god corpse, you can do whatever you want, do you?"

"I advise you to be a bit more low-key in life, lest in the future the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, or the wall collapses and everyone pushes it!"

Long Yuan gave the other party a meaningful look, then turned and walked toward Chu Yaoguang.

"A mere junior dares to point fingers at our Soul Clan?"

"As long as the god corpse is here, our Soul Clan will be Eternal in the heavens, lasting for ten thousand generations without decay!"

Zong Tian looked at the departing back, and suddenly Killing Intent radiated from his expression. In these hundreds of years, no one had ever dared to speak to their Soul Clan like this.

With a swoosh, his figure transformed into a rainbow light, and he curled his hand into a claw, reaching toward the back of the head of the figure in front.

For anything their Soul Clan took a fancy to, no one had the right to refuse.

Hm? Long Yuan turned his head abruptly, his eyes narrowing, and Killing Intent erupted, with wisps of faint Chaos Qi flashing through it.

Boom! Zong Tian's figure seemed to withstand an indescribable force. His eyes widened, bloodshot, and he let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth. The energy inside his body erupted in an instant, trying to resist the Supreme power being exerted upon him.

But in the end, it was to no avail; his body exploded in an instant, turning into a puddle of blood mist.

"The power of Chaos is quite useful!" Long Yuan sighed. Chaos suppresses eternity and possesses the power to suppress everything!

Looking at the blood mist floating in the air, Long Yuan shook his head slightly. To make them perish, one must first make them go mad!

The cause planted by the Soul Clan today will surely be repaid with the fruit in the future!

Long Yuan left, but those Martial Artists in the distance were completely stunned!

"Something big has happened!"

"Another Soul Clan Old Ancestor has fallen?"

"Two Soul Clan experts have fallen here in succession; this will absolutely enrage the Soul Clan. Dammit, why did I have to see this kind of thing!"

Some Martial Artists were terrified in their hearts and dared not stay here any longer, fleeing into the distance in a flash.

Once involved with the Soul Clan, whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, it was a bad thing for them.

Long Yuan slowly followed behind Chu Yaoguang and the others, beginning to examine the treasure he had previously obtained from Nine Sword Mountain.

He opened his palm, and nine small swords were standing upright, forming a circle and floating in Long Yuan's palm.

The nine small swords were blood-red, dripping with brilliance, as if they had been soaked in fresh blood.

A terrifying, bloodthirsty Killing Intent permeated from the nine long swords.

"Is this a sword formation?"

"And it is a set of Heaven-Grade killing Divine Artifacts?"

Looking at the distribution pattern of the nine long swords, Long Yuan could not help but recall the layout of Nine Sword Mountain.