# Chapter 1663: An Ancient Clan
"I guarantee, I only want this person Lin Feng. I will not trouble the people of Flame Golden Tower." In the distance, the rolling voice once again emerged from the mouth of the handsome demonic youth. Previously, since Lin Feng was inside Flame Golden Tower, he could not kill his way in. Now that everyone was outside, he assumed Flame Golden Tower would not go so far as to sacrifice everything for Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly upon hearing this voice. It really was for him. He could now confirm that people from Wuji Palace had indeed found him.
"I thought the Four Symbols Region was too far from Flame Golden City to be found by Wuji Palace. It seems I was not careful enough," Lin Feng thought to himself. What he did not know was that without the Sword Mountain relaying information, given the boundless distance between the Four Symbols Region and Flame Golden Tower, the chance of them discovering him in Flame Golden City was indeed extremely slim. But now, everything depended on Purple Gold Master's decision. If he truly abandoned him, he would certainly be captured by Wuji Palace's experts. Of course, he was well aware that they would not take his life before obtaining Wuji Heavenly Emperor's Array Dao.
Sure enough, this voice caused the crowd's gazes to turn toward Lin Feng. Meng Qing and Qiu Yuexin's beautiful eyes revealed anxious expressions, while the experts of Flame Golden Tower each had different thoughts, occasionally glancing toward the Purple Gold Robe Artifact Refining Master. Everything rested on his single thought.
The Purple Gold Robe Master's eyes flickered. Clearly, his mind was also racing rapidly, but his gaze showed not the slightest fluctuation as he looked toward the distant Wuji Palace experts who were pursuing: "Lin Feng is a guest elder of Flame Golden City. Handing over a guest elder of Flame Golden Tower to you is impossible."
It is easy to add flowers to brocade, but difficult to provide charcoal in a snowstorm. If he abandoned Lin Feng now, everything he had done before would be in vain. Conversely, if he acted as he was doing now, and Lin Feng managed to escape this calamity, the result would be completely different. Moreover, regardless of whether the other party could catch up, at least he could protect his own life. Why not make such a choice?
"Hmph!" A cold snort came from afar. The handsome demonic youth continuously stepped through the void, unfolding a chase across the sky.
Air currents wildly buffeted their bodies. Everyone's hearts were tightly clenched, covering vast distances with each breath.
Below, endless wilderness and mountain ranges continuously passed by. Occasionally, low-flying cultivators saw the scene above and their pupils contracted in shock. The two streaks of light passing by were too terrifying — the former was pure speed, while the latter caused the void to tremble with each step, radiating terrifying light as if it were array light.
At a place extremely far ahead of Lin Feng and the others, there was a desolate mountain range. At this moment, under the clear sky, the sun's light poured down upon the earth. However, on that barren mountain, the light was gradually fading, replaced by darkness, as if a terrifying shadow was descending from heaven and earth.
Moreover, the darkness within this shadow was deep, profound, as if an ancient tomb was opening. The barren mountain was merely the shell of the ancient tomb, and now this shell was gradually being stripped away, causing that dark shadow to appear.
A terrifying aura emanated from the darkness, as if ancient power was spreading. This power was extremely peculiar, causing those who occasionally passed by the edge of the barren mountain to dare not approach within half a step, all keeping far away to observe from a distance.
At this moment, a powerful cultivator was cultivating inside his cave dwelling. Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply. His eyes snapped open, and his figure flickered, appearing outside the cave dwelling on the barren mountain. Then his gaze fell upon the darkness that was swallowing everything, and his pupils revealed a horrified expression.
"This is... the power of a realm!" This cultivator was a mid-rank emperor. He was naturally very familiar with this power. After martial artists stepped into the Martial Emperor Realm, they could all come into contact with this power of realms, allowing them to open up a small world. The stronger one's control over realm power, the more vast and stable the small world. Of course, this did not mean bigger was better — if unstable, it could easily be discovered and destroyed by others, making it meaningless.
And the realm power spreading through this space at this moment was terrifying to the extreme.
"Leave." The cultivator's figure flickered. However, at this moment, at the center of the barren mountain, a terrifying dark vortex rushed into the sky, transforming into a vortex hurricane that swallowed the realm power of heaven and earth into the vortex. The darkness spread even more rapidly in all directions, like a dark current, even faster than the cultivator's flickering figure.
In an instant, the dark shadow was about to envelop the cultivator's body. His expression changed drastically. Seeing the dark shadow descending, he could not help but roar: "No!"
As his voice fell, the cultivator's figure was swallowed by the shadow, vanishing as if into thin air, as if he had never existed.
And at the center of the barren mountain, the terrifying vortex grew stronger and stronger. Layers of flowing light continuously flickered, as if there was not just one layer of darkness, but layers upon layers of flowing light, constantly burying the original space. This state continued for a long time. The area around the barren mountain had long since been devoid of any human figures — either swallowed or having fled long ago.
At this moment, beneath the hurricane vortex, as flowing light flickered, human figures actually appeared. First to catch the eye was an altar. On the altar sat a black copper coffin, engraved with extremely complex patterns. Inside that black copper coffin lay a body — a naked youth, completely unclothed, lying quietly inside. The end of the vortex hurricane in the sky was directly facing him, continuously descending upon the black copper coffin and entering his body.
In front of the altar appeared a row of elderly figures. They all wore some ancient, simple garments that looked somewhat strange. Their gazes were all fixed intently on the black copper coffin on the altar.
That space was very quiet. Only the dark hurricane was swallowing the power of heaven and earth. No one else spoke a single word, only absolute focus. For many years, they had never exposed their dwelling place like this, and no one had ever imagined that beneath layers of ancient realms on this barren mountain, there would actually exist an ancient clan.
Realm Clan — a mysterious and powerful ancient clan. Even in the Great World, to many people, they symbolized mystery and rarity. They understood how to wield the power of realms. This mysterious, mighty force was not something ordinary people could control. Ordinary martial artists could only strengthen their realm power through increased cultivation, but could never wield and amplify this power like the Realm Clan could.
The distant Ancient Sail and the handsome demonic youth did not know that an ancient clan had appeared here and was performing a ritual, using an ancient realm coffin to pass down power to their clan's young king, forging the new generation's king body of this ancient family.
The Ancient Sail's forward direction was precisely toward this barren mountain. The chase between the two sides continued. The handsome demonic youth's expression was ugly. The other party was using the Ancient Sail's power, making it impossible for him to catch up.
Finally, after who knows how long, a Martial Emperor expert on the Ancient Sail saw the distant darkness and the void vortex. His pupils sharply contracted as he said: "What is that?"
The Purple Gold Robe Master looked in that direction, revealing a puzzled expression. He did not know what it was — too far away to determine.
However, the Ancient Sail was too fast, so not much time passed before the Purple Gold Robe Master, as a high-rank emperor, sensed that mysterious realm power. His pupils sharply contracted. As the Ancient Sail drew closer, that feeling grew stronger and stronger.
"Realm power." Seeing the distant scene, the Purple Gold Robe Master realized what he might have encountered. He moved his mind, and the Ancient Sail veered diagonally forward, preparing to avoid the hurricane vortex at the center of the barren mountain.
"Ha!" The distant demonic youth roared angrily. The void trembled, and the terrifying sound waves shattered the silence of the barren mountain.
The two elders in front of the altar suddenly raised their eyes, gazing into the distance. Their eyes revealed a deep, terrifying meaning. Then their bodies trembled violently, instantly sealing off the retreat paths of both the Ancient Sail and the demonic youth.
"Bastard." The Purple Gold Robe Master cursed under his breath. The demonic youth was still some distance away and had no idea what was happening here, yet he deliberately alarmed the people beneath the storm, causing the other party to intercept them.
The Ancient Sail suddenly stopped in the void. The Purple Gold Robe Master's gaze fell upon the two old men and the scene around the altar. A huge wave surged in his heart. An ancient clan — this was definitely an ancient clan. They were performing an important ritual and would absolutely not allow anyone to disturb them.
The demonic youth's steps stepped over. The cold smile on his face suddenly froze there, because he too had clearly seen what was happening here. His heart could not help but tremble slightly. An ancient clan, realm power... could this be... the mysterious and ancient Realm Clan?
Thinking of this, his heart pounded. The Realm Clan had once been extremely glorious throughout the entire Nine Heavens Continent, but later vanished for a very long time. He never expected to encounter this ancient clan here. If he truly offended them, even Wuji Palace could not protect him.
The mysterious and ancient Realm Clan — even if they had truly declined, they absolutely possessed terrifying power!