# Chapter 971: Yang Clan and Xuanyuan Clan
On the endless desolate sea, above a desolate and uninhabited island, a brilliant streak of light streaked across the void, crashing violently toward the island.
"Boom!" A terrifying explosive sound rang out, causing the entire desolate island to tremble with a dull echo.
On the slope of the desolate island, dust and sand flew everywhere. There, an enormous crater had appeared, as if something had burrowed into it.
Beside the crater stood several figures. The leader was a beautiful woman, her expression extremely unpleasant, her gaze fixed on the crater.
Behind the woman were two young men, seemingly her guards.
"Come out." The woman moved her mind, and instantly a streak of light burst forth—it was a small warship, but now it was badly damaged.
The two young men flickered forward, looking at this Void Ship, their expressions grim.
"Miss, even if you can still control it to fly, it probably no longer has its light barrier protection. For us to cross the desolate sea and return to the Eight Wastelands Realm is likely impossible. And now, even the warship's flight is problematic." The two turned back to look at the beautiful woman, their eyes flickering as if contemplating how to survive and return to the Eight Wastelands Realm.
The beautiful woman's face grew increasingly dark. Unable to return? Was she going to be trapped on this desolate island forever?
"Useless, a bunch of useless trash." The woman said coldly: "No matter what, find a way. Within one month, I must return to the Eight Wastelands Realm."
"Miss, the Void Ship cannot withstand the Primordial Power. It's impossible for us to return. Within one month is completely out of the question. We can only wait for family experts to come searching." The young man said with a dark expression. Without the Essence light barrier protection of the Void Ship, how could they possibly return?
"Wait for the family to come searching?" The beautiful woman's face turned pale, extremely displeased: "Do you not know how vast the desolate sea is? On this desolate, uninhabited island, who knows when the family will find this place? Perhaps they will never find it."
"Then what does Miss want us to do?" The young man's expression also darkened.
"Find a way. Within one month, I must return to the Eight Wastelands Realm." The beautiful woman said coldly.
The two young men exchanged glances, their eyes flickering, as if they understood each other's meaning from each other's gaze.
Standing up, the two slowly turned around, their eyes fixed on the beautiful woman.
"Oh?" The beautiful woman's expression stiffened as she looked at the two who seemed somewhat off.
"Miss already notified the family while escaping. Within one month, the family might not find this place, but sooner or later, this desolate island will be discovered by the family." One of them said coldly.
"And from what Miss means, it seems that if we can't return to the Eight Wastelands Realm within a month, once the family arrives in the future, the two of us will surely die, right?"
The other continued, causing the woman to take a slight step back.
"I didn't mean that. I just hoped you two could find a way to get me back to the Eight Wastelands Realm as soon as possible." The beautiful woman seemed to realize she had been too anxious earlier. Now sensing the situation was wrong, she immediately sobered up a bit.
"We know why Miss is rushing back. One month from now will be the day when the Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor recruit their first batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples. At that time, the Xuanyuan Clan's young master, who possesses the Emperor's bloodline, will leave the clan to seize the position of the First Heavenly Martial Disciple. Then he will propose marriage to the Yang Clan, welcoming Miss. The combination of the Xuanyuan bloodline and the Yang Clan's bloodline power will give the Xuanyuan young master a greater chance of achieving an Emperor Body, and one day ascending to the Emperor's seat."
That person continued speaking slowly, his steps constantly moving toward the beautiful woman, a trace of coldness emanating from his body.
"The Yang Clan's bloodline power can supplement others' bloodline power, and can also transform others' bloodline power onto oneself, allowing both parties to gain tremendous benefits. Therefore, the Xuanyuan Clan has always looked forward to joining forces with the Yang Clan, especially at the moment when the Xuanyuan young master wins the glory of being the First Martial Emperor's Disciple, shining even more brilliantly. Proposing marriage at that time would bring great benefits to both the Xuanyuan Clan and the Yang Clan, borrowing the momentum of the Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor to enhance prestige. Moreover, I've heard that the Xuanyuan young master also wants to invite the two Emperors to witness the marriage."
"But, if Miss were to disappear forever, in the vast desolate sea, the family would never find Miss. At most, they would go to war with the Nine Dragons Island. No one would know where Miss went."
"Also, I wonder what benefits would arise if the two of us, with our ordinary bloodlines, were to unite with Miss."
The smiles on the two men's faces grew increasingly cold. They pressed forward step by step, forcing the woman to continuously retreat, her face ashen.
"If the family finds out, your nine clans will be exterminated."
"If the family finds this place, we might die. But if Miss is not here, the family will never find this place. All of this is forced upon us by Miss."
The two spoke with determination, burning their bridges. Of course, they feared the Yang Clan, but at this point, they couldn't care less. To perfectly unite with the beautiful and noble Miss, and also strengthen their bloodline power—what a wonderful thing that would be. They would just cultivate on this desolate island, and if lucky, encounter a warship and leave the island, heading in the opposite direction from the Eight Wastelands Realm.
At this moment, one of the two turned his gaze toward the bottom of the slope, looking down and saying coldly: "Heard enough?"
"I didn't expect there to be someone else on this desolate island besides us. And a pitiful Second Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm person at that. I wonder how he got to this desolate island." The other also said coldly.
Then, from there, a figure appeared. It was none other than Lin Feng. The warship falling from the void had caused such a commotion—how could he not have sensed it? After arriving here, he discovered that they were actually acquaintances. It was the Yang Clan woman who had been with him on the Purple Jade Warship. It seemed that with that small warship, they had managed to escape from the Nine Dragons Island's encirclement. But the other powerful guards were gone, probably dead, and the warship was also destroyed.
When the three saw Lin Feng, their expressions stiffened slightly. Then one of them sneered: "Interesting. A lucky fellow, still not dead in the desolate sea."
The woman also looked at Lin Feng, but her expression remained grim. Lin Feng's strength was too weak—Second Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm—while her two guards were both at the Sixth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. Lin Feng's appearance was just asking for death.
One of them slowly walked toward Lin Feng, his killing intent completely undisguised.
"Listening for so long, yet still unwilling to leave. Could it be that because our Miss saved you, you also have feelings for our Miss Yang?" The man said with a low laugh: "Pity. With your ant-like strength, dreaming of reaching Miss Yang is just a fantasy. But soon, Miss Yang will be prostrate beneath me."
"The servant bullies the master. You two have quite the nerve. But a servant is still a servant, with a foul mouth that makes one sick." Lin Feng sneered, mocking them.
The man's expression froze. He looked at Lin Feng in surprise and said coldly: "I almost forgot you have some divine abilities. But with Second Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm strength, wanting to survive is nothing but a fool's dream."
"Boom!"
As his words fell, the man instantly released a terrifying aura and reached out to grab Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's steps flashed continuously. He executed the Carefree Step Art, retreating wildly and extremely quickly.
"You still want to live?" The man seemed to have flowing light on his feet. With his Sixth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation, even if Lin Feng used the Carefree Step Art, he still couldn't escape.
"Kill!"
Lin Feng shouted angrily, as if a sharp sword shot out from his mouth, attacking the opponent.
"Boom!"
The man's fist blasted out violently, and instantly a violent force struck the sharp sword, instantly obliterating it. His body closely pursued Lin Feng.
"You're asking for death!" Lin Feng's expression turned icy cold. Light shone brilliantly at his brow, and a cyan palace emitted cyan radiance, blasting toward the opponent.
"Oh?" The man frowned. A palace? With Lin Feng's Second Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation, he could actually condense a Divine Mind Palace? How monstrous.
"I'll kill monsters just the same." Light also bloomed at the man's brow. A desolate cold radiance appeared, his divine mind transforming into a crescent moon blade, as if space itself would be cut apart, slashing toward Lin Feng's Divine Mind Palace.
"Die!" An icy cold voice spat from Lin Feng's mouth. His brow opened again, and a terrifying ocean roared furiously. Wild, raging waves howled. A terrible Primordial Power rushed out from between his brows.
"Boom!" The man's expression suddenly froze. What was this? A demon eye?
This was... the aura of Primordial Power!
His heart violently convulsed. His steps retreated wildly, but it was too late. The terrifying Primordial Power surged forward instantly, engulfing his body. A miserable scream rang out, and his body gradually corroded into dust. That terrified face seemed to still be there, but the body had completely disappeared. Dead!
PS: So many people came for the holiday... Took a long time to finish one chapter. Dizzy.