167: The ancestors of the Qin family! Similar?

"Is that... the Young Master of the Qin Clan?"

The moment they saw Mu Zun, the Zhao Xiang sisters both caught their breath.

They had seen all sorts of young Prodigies, and not a few handsome ones.

Such as those direct descendants of the Pan Family.

But no man they had ever seen in their lives could compare to this one in appearance.

No matter how resilient their hearts were, they couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds.

"Is this the Young Master of the Qin Clan?"

"His cultivation Realm is unreadable, and his Physique is also hidden?"

"I feel a terrifying abyss-like sensation from him..."

Upon seeing Mu Zun, the strong experts from various forces looked on with curiosity.

Some, after probing with their Divine Sense, felt a suffocating pressure in their chests, as if they were about to faint, and immediately retracted their Divine Sense, breathing heavily.

"He's finally here?"

Qi Thirteen suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like a sword, directly piercing towards Mu Zun.

"Hmm?"

Mu Zun seemed to sense something, his gaze shifting slightly.

Qi Thirteen only saw a silver light flash before his eyes, and immediately felt a sharp pain in his eyes, with blood slowly flowing from the corners.

"How could this be?!"

Qi Thirteen was horrified, and quickly closed his eyes.

Just now, he had used the Wushang Sword Intent in his gaze, wanting to test the Young Master of the Qin Clan's strength.

But in less than three breaths, his technique was directly countered.

Moreover, it was countered by a Sword Intent that was beyond his imagination.

Is this Young Master of the Qin Clan a great master of the Sword Dao?

Qi Thirteen fully activated his Sword Intent, finally dispelling the silver sword light that had countered him.

He panted slightly, imperceptible sweat beading on his forehead.

Opening his eyes again, he looked at Mu Zun's figure in the distance, his gaze no longer holding any trace of contempt or negligence.

Chu Ping, who had never looked directly at anyone, now also fixed his gaze on Mu Zun.

Then, he frowned slightly.

He also couldn't see through Mu Zun, and even felt a sense of danger emanating from him.

With Mu Zun's appearance, terrifying existences within the Qin Imperial Clan began to emerge one after another.

Aside from the Qin Imperial Clan's own people, no one else could see their appearance.

They were the Ancient Ancestors of the Qin Imperial Clan.

Afterward, the Young Lord's Grand Ceremony proceeded in an orderly fashion.

After a series of intricate rituals, and following the Clan Head, Qin Ji, bowing to the Qin Clan's ancestral spirits.

Mu Zun, standing before the altar, felt everything around him begin to change.

Everyone seemed to be paused.

This caused Mu Zun's eyes to narrow slightly.

One must know that the weakest people present were at the Supreme Profound Venerable Realm, and the Ancient Ancestors of the Qin Imperial Clan were even above the Emperor Realm.

Yet now, they were all frozen like Mortals.

Even the Law of Time couldn't achieve this, could it?

Then, a magnificent figure, hundreds of millions of feet tall, seemed to step out from endless time and space, descending here.

Around that figure, the River of Time itself appeared, with everything in the world contained within it.

"Junior Mu Zun, greets Ancestor."

Mu Zun knew that the figure before him had probably transcended a certain boundary.

An Immortal? Perhaps not.

This was an existence far beyond what Mu Zun could comprehend.

For such a figure to appear before Mu Zun was truly unexpected for him.

It seemed the Qin Imperial Clan's background was far, far greater than he had imagined.

That figure gazed at Mu Zun, its eyes growing deeper.

Then, that figure inexplicably displayed a certain emotion.

It seemed to be... reminiscing?

"Are they just two similar flowers?"

...Then, countless immortal lights scattered from within that figure, falling upon Mu Zun.

"This is?"

Mu Zun's eyes narrowed, his heart greatly shaken.

Luck, unimaginable Luck!

Mu Zun only felt that the Luck transformed into immortal light was merging into his body, and his aura became even more profound, as if some unseen force was protecting him.

"Thank you, Ancestor."

Mu Zun bowed respectfully.

The Qin Clan's Ancestor bestowed upon him the Qin Imperial Clan's Luck, which was essentially placing the future of the Imperial Clan upon his shoulders.

The figure did not respond, only gradually vanished.

The paused surroundings also returned to normal.

No one knew what had happened; what Mu Zun had just experienced felt like it occurred in an instant, no, even less than an instant.

Only the Ancient Ancestors of the Qin Imperial Clan vaguely received a summons from a certain existence, and their gazes towards Mu Zun became even more benevolent.

"The Young Lord's Grand Ceremony is over, now for the main event!"

The eyes of those present intertwined, secretly looking towards the younger generation of the Seven Great Imperial Clans.

Only those from the Seven Great Imperial Clans were qualified to converse with the Qin Imperial Clan.

The rest didn't even have the qualifications to challenge.

"Since you've come, don't remain still, or you won't have a chance to act later."

Mu Zun turned to face the direction of the Seven Great Imperial Clans, his expression calm.

As he spoke, divine light flickered in Mu Zun's eyes, Yin and Yang rotated, black and white intertwined.

This sight caused all the attendees to go blank, then they could no longer sit still.

"A double-pupiled one? Is it a double-pupiled one?"

A powerful expert asked with a trembling voice, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

As his words fell, the surroundings became deathly silent.

Has a double-pupiled one once again emerged?

"It's actually a double-pupiled one... no wonder..."

Chu Ping finally understood why the Qin Imperial Clan had quickly chosen a Young Lord while other Forbidden Prodigies had yet to awaken.

It turned out that the double-pupiled one, unseen for ten thousand years, had reappeared.

This double-pupiled one, no matter how abnormal the Physique of a Forbidden Prodigy, or how powerful their cultivation, could not compare to him.

A double-pupiled one doesn't need to be Sealed to become a Forbidden Prodigy.

Because once he emerges and is nurtured by a force like the Qin Imperial Clan, then this Golden Great Era will already be over.

To exist in the same era as a double-pupiled one nurtured by a top-tier force is destined to be unfortunate.

"This makes things difficult to say now."

Chu Ping felt a headache.

A double-pupiled one, combined with the sense of danger he felt from Mu Zun earlier.

He no longer had the confidence to defeat Mu Zun.

"A double-pupiled one..."

Zhao Xiang's hands clenched slightly, feeling a sudden immense pressure on her body that made it hard to breathe.

A Forbidden Prodigy, she still had the confidence to contend with.

But a double-pupiled one... Zhao Xiang pursed her lips, fell silent for a moment, then her eyes became resolute again.

She wasn't afraid either!