214: Hundreds of thousands of years later, the Su family was in turmoil.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred thousand years passed.

Almost all the familiar faces of the Su Family from back then had left, leaving behind only those of much younger generations.

When addressing Su Chen, they even had to use the title Old Ancestor.

Forty thousand years ago, Su Chen had also passed the position of Su Family Head to one of Su Yunqian's descendants.

However, even after so much time, the name Su Chen remained famous throughout the Xuantian Realm; if anyone claimed not to know him, they would surely be ridiculed.

Yet, those who had actually seen Su Chen were few and far between.

Su Chen's first Disciple, Mu Qingling, had also stepped through the Heavenly Gate and entered the Immortal Realm ten thousand years ago.

The Peak of Mount Wangyun.

Earth-shaking changes had occurred here as well; while the Su Family's direct line could once come and go as they pleased, that was no longer the case.

The Grotto-Heavens that used to be at the top had all been moved to the mountainside, meaning the highest level of Mount Wangyun now belonged entirely to Su Chen alone.

"I wonder how they're doing up there."

Su Chen was still lying in that rocking chair, looking toward the sky with a calm expression.

Beside him sat two dogs, one white and one azure.

These were none other than Bai Xiao and Qingshi.

Bai Xiao had actually broken through to the Great Emperor Extreme Realm long ago and could have fully transformed into human form, yet he remained in his original shape to stay by Su Chen's side.

As for Qingshi, perhaps he had grown used to being a dog and was unwilling to change back to his original form.

He might have forgotten that his Bloodline had long since broken through, making him a pure-blooded member of the Dragon Clan.

In the distance, Yan Wanwan, Ning Yan, and Lin Yimeng were chatting animatedly about which decorations looked good and where they should go to play tomorrow.

After so many years, their appearances hadn't changed much, remaining as young as they were back then.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Lin Yimeng had established a relationship with Su Chen and become a member of his harem.

The three women had also reached the Great Emperor Extreme Realm long ago, but none of them had any intention of leaving, choosing instead to stay on Mount Wangyun to accompany Su Chen.

To them, the most wonderful thing was being able to stay by Su Chen's side; as for their cultivation level, that no longer mattered.

On the other side of Mount Wangyun, there were two more women.

Ruoxi and An Qinglian had followed Su Chen for a long time and were now accustomed to it; since he hadn't left, the two of them naturally remained in the Xuantian Realm as well.

Peaceful times continued to flow by.

In the blink of an eye, another three hundred thousand years passed.

Su Chen had already become numb to the passage of time.

In the entire Xuantian Realm, aside from the massive stone statue outside Mount Wangyun, there were almost no traces of Su Chen left in the world.

Because a Formation had been set up at the Peak of Mount Wangyun, let alone outsiders, even members of the Su Family themselves had almost forgotten that they still had an Old Ancestor.

Almost everyone who knew Su Chen from back then had already ascended.

The current Su Family only encountered the name Su Chen in historical records.

Of course, some still knew of Su Chen, but they felt the Old Ancestor had likely left the Xuantian Realm long ago.

However, out of respect for Old Ancestor Su Chen, no one dared to venture to the mountain Peak without permission.

Over the years, the Su Family had seen several changes in leadership; almost all those who originally governed the family had departed for the Immortal Realm.

Due to the changing times, the Su Family was no longer as unbreakable as before; internal strife had emerged, along with various factions that plotted against each other to protect their own interests.

Of course, there was also a group of people who remained consistently loyal to the Su Family.

However, such people seemed particularly insignificant against the general trend; at the very least, they lacked the power to change the Su Family's situation.

The current Eastern Region was divided among the various factions of the Su Family.

Long divided, must unite; long united, must divide.

This was a normal state of affairs; no power could remain at its Peak and stable forever.

The current Su Family actually had almost no connection to the original Su Family, the only link being that they were descendants of that first group.

Beyond that, the unity of the original Su Family members was nowhere to be found.

Su Chen did not intervene in this.

The Su Family's power was too great.

Consequently, these people had no enemies at all; under such circumstances, it was only a matter of time before internal problems arose.

The Su Family's situation persisted for nearly another hundred thousand years.

On this day, internal strife broke out within the Su Family, resulting in countless casualties.

Simultaneously, the Su Family fell apart, with various factions splitting into several different forces and breaking away from the family.

Because Su Chen's status was so exalted, his stone statue remained where it was, untouched by anyone; however, due to the passage of time, moss had grown over it, and a piece of its arm had broken off.

Thus, through all these years, Su Chen's stone statue had stood there.

Though the Su Family had disintegrated, a group of people remained at Mount Wangyun; these were the descendants of Su Yuanba.

They remained loyal to the Su Family and hoped that one day they could rise again and restore the family's former glory.

This day.

The sound of loud wailing echoed at the foot of the Su Family's mountain.

"Old Ancestor!"

"Our Su Family is about to be destroyed!"

Su Quan knelt on the ground, his face filled with sorrow; he looked toward the mountain Peak in utter despair.

"Why has it come to this? Our Su Family once governed the Eastern Region and dominated the Xuantian Realm. Why have we reached this point?"

"Old Ancestor, please open your eyes and save our Su Family."

Su Quan was filled with grief, unable to stop himself from weeping on the ground, feeling despair over the Su Family's disintegration.

He was originally a steadfast defender of the Su Family, but he had become an outcast within it and was besieged by others; he had once possessed a Great Emperor's cultivation, but now he was a crippled man.

In the entire Su Family, only a few dozen people from his lineage remained at Mount Wangyun.

Watching their own ancestor wailing at the foot of Mount Wangyun, many felt an immense sense of desolation in their hearts.

"Old Ancestor Su Chen hasn't appeared for so many years; he probably left the Xuantian Realm long ago."

"That bastard Su Hai and his lot betrayed the Su Family and slaughtered their own kin; they truly deserve to die."

"My Su Family... is finished! Hahahaha!"

Some looked frenzied, slumping powerlessly to the ground, unable to accept that the once-mighty Su Family could end up like this.

Internal strife, kin killing kin, using any means necessary for the sake of profit.

It caused the once-powerful Su Family to fall apart.

On the other side, Su Quan continued to weep on the ground, deeply mourning the Su Family's situation while hating his own helplessness.

The Su Family had written legend after legend in the Xuantian Realm, but today it had vanished like smoke.

Their remaining lineage consisted of nothing but remnants and defeated soldiers, and with Su Quan's cultivation crippled, restoring the Su Family was as difficult as reaching the heavens.

Hard, so hard!

Su Quan kept kowtowing at the foot of Mount Wangyun; he knew that Old Ancestor Su Chen was likely no longer there, otherwise, why wouldn't he have stepped in to stop the Su Family's disintegration?

On the mountainside.

Inside Nine Clouds Temple, a young Taoist priest shook his head helplessly; he was the current Revered Master of Nine Clouds Temple, while his Revered Master and the others had long since left the Xuantian Realm.

He was the one who had witnessed the entire disintegration of the Su Family.

"Alas, with the Su Family's downfall, once I break through to the Great Emperor Extreme Realm, it will be time for me to leave as well."

Nine Clouds Temple had always had a mission: to protect the safety of Mount Wangyun. This ideology had begun with his Grandmaster, Master Ziyang.

"I can protect Mount Wangyun, but I truly cannot resolve the Su Family's internal strife."

As his voice fell, the priest's eyes suddenly flickered, and he looked in another direction, seeing a handsome young man with a refined appearance and a calm aura slowly walking down from Mount Wangyun.

He was accompanied by two dogs.

This scene was extremely ordinary, yet he couldn't help but feel his pupils contract, his face unable to hide his shock.

"No, he is..."

...