Wang Yu
Chapter 97 Three Ancestral Gods
On the island, wisps of smoke rose from the mortal villages nestled among the mountains, and the ships docked in the harbor grew increasingly numerous.
Several Wumeng Island cultivators patrolled around the island, their faces filled with satisfaction as they gazed upon the island's peacefulness.
In the great battle of half a year ago, the Luo family was almost wiped out. They were able to survive thanks to the protection of their ancestor.
Now, they have no other extravagant desires, only hoping to cultivate here quietly and safeguard the land passed down by their ancestors.
"Huh?"
During the patrol, a leading cultivator stopped suddenly, a look of surprise on his face as he gazed towards the distant sea.
"What's wrong?" The others stopped as well, noticing his reaction.
Before the words could fade, the sea in the distance began to rumble and churn, rising up in towering waves dozens of feet high, rolling towards Wumeng Island.
Not just the sea in front of them, but as far as they could see, giant waves surged from all directions.
The ground around them trembled, accompanied by dull rumbling sounds.
The cultivators' expressions changed drastically at this sight.
The leader hastily retrieved a cylindrical object from his person, and with a pull, a brilliant light shot into the sky.
However, unknown to them, the sea within a hundred miles around Wumeng Island was now boiling, with wave after wave surging towards the island from all sides.
Inside the main hall of the Luo family, a figure shot out, revealing itself as Luo Feng.
His divine sense had already covered the sea around the island, and his face turned grim.
"Swish," "swish," Several other figures shot out from all directions, appearing around Luo Feng. They were the other Integration Stage elders on the island.
They had also noticed the anomalies around the island, and their faces paled.
At that moment, another dramatic change occurred!
The surging waves suddenly converged, forming an enormous water curtain that rose simultaneously around the island, converging towards the center.
In the blink of an eye, a massive, transparent water curtain appeared, enveloping the entire Wumeng Island.
Luo Feng and the others were instantly filled with alarm.
"Clan Leader, what's happening? Could it be..." An elder asked, stammering.
"Enemies are here, and they are stronger than ever before! Quickly, go invite Senior Liu!" Luo Feng's face was ashen as he urgently instructed an elder beside him.
Without a word, that elder immediately transformed into a streak of light, flying towards Han Li's residence.
"Give the order, activate all the island's defenses immediately!" Luo Feng quickly issued a series of commands.
A few breaths later, lights flickered near the main hall, activating one formation after another, covering all the important locations.
Just then, three extremely bright streaks of light appeared in the distant sky, flying towards the Luo family's main hall at incredible speed.
In almost the blink of an eye, they arrived above the hall, revealing three figures.
The one in the lead was a burly man clad in intricately carved white armor, his face covered by an ornate mask that concealed half of his face, revealing two curved fangs protruding from his mouth, making him look quite ferocious.
Beside the white-armored man was an old man in black robes, his skin somewhat dark, his eyes gleaming with a faint crystalline blue light.
The third person was a woman in a blue dress, appearing to be in her forties, her beauty still evident, though her nose was rather sharp and hooked.
Strangely, the facial features of all three were somewhat dull, lacking liveliness, as if they were exquisitely crafted puppets.
"You... you!"
Luo Feng looked up at the three through the water curtain above, his face suddenly turning deathly pale, and he involuntarily trembled, as if he had seen a ghost.
The other elders, and some of the older cultivators, had similar expressions, filled with horror and fear.
Most of the younger Luo family cultivators did not recognize the three figures in the air, but seeing the expressions of their Clan Leader and elders, they knew that these three must be incredibly powerful, and their faces became anxious.
"Ancestral God Hanqiu... Ancestral God Lu Kun... Ancestral God Hugu!"
Luo Feng took a long breath, slowly speaking the names, as if to expel the fear from his heart.
The faces of the younger Luo family cultivators turned ashen upon hearing these words.
Lu Kun and Hugu were fine; they were the ancestral gods of two islands quite far from Wumeng Island, and there wasn't much interaction between them. However, Ancestral God Hanqiu was the ancestral god of the Hanjing race, who had recently invaded Wumeng Island, and was the Luo family of Wumeng Island's mortal enemy for tens of thousands of years.
Ancestral God Hanqiu and the other two kept a distance of over a hundred feet between each other, looking down at the trembling people of Wumeng Island, their already somewhat dull eyes seeming even colder.
"Friend Hanqiu, are you sure that Luo Meng has fallen? I heard that your Lanjing race suffered losses some time ago." The black-robed old man said, a cold light flashing in his eyes, his words carrying a hint of doubt.
"Hmph, if Luo Meng were still alive, would he have never shown his face in nearly ten thousand years? As for my race suffering setbacks some time ago, it was because a celestial recently came to Wumeng Island to take charge." The white-armored man snorted coldly, speaking slowly.
"What? Friend Hanqiu, you didn't mention this to us before! Are you intentionally deceiving us?" The blue-dressed woman questioned, somewhat surprised and angered.
The black-robed old man frowned, his white eyebrows furrowing, also looking at the white-armored man with some dissatisfaction.
"Don't be impatient, both of you. I have already investigated the person's background. He is just a lower-realm cultivator who has recently ascended. I don't know how he came here and is not worth worrying about at all. Furthermore, if Wumeng Island was currently unguarded, why would I have invited the two of you?" Hanqiu said calmly.
"A lower-realm cultivator who has recently ascended..." The blue-dressed woman's expression softened slightly upon hearing this, but her words still carried a hint of hesitation.
The black-robed old man raised an eyebrow, revealing a thoughtful expression, also not immediately expressing his stance.
"How about this? After this is done, in addition to the agreed-upon reward, I am willing to give each of you another Ziwu Mingshen Pill as compensation for not mentioning this beforehand. Are you two satisfied now?" Hanqiu smiled upon seeing this.
"Haha, since Friend Han is so sincere, Ancestral God Hugu and I will naturally not be suspicious." The black-robed old man laughed.
The blue-dressed woman also nodded slowly.
"You are right to think so. A small cultivator who has just ascended, how could he possibly withstand the combined efforts of the three of us?" Hanqiu laughed loudly.
"If that's the case, let's make our move now, to avoid any unforeseen circumstances." The black-robed old man said, taking the first action.
With a wave of his hand, the sea below rumbled, rising dozens of enormous water columns, each several dozen feet thick, connecting heaven and earth.
These water columns suddenly intertwined and solidified, merging into a towering giant hand, hundreds of feet tall, crashing down towards Luo Feng and the others.
Before the giant hand arrived, a gust of wind had already roared, the defensive barriers in various places trembled violently, almost being torn apart by the wind. Several defensive barriers even shattered directly with a "bang," turning into fragments of light.
Luo Feng and the others' faces changed drastically. There was no time to dodge, and they were about to be crushed by the giant hand.
At that moment, a long roar came from afar, arriving in an instant. A streak of blue light shot over like lightning, appearing in front of Luo Feng and the others in a flash.
The blue figure thrust a fist into the void.
An invisible force tore through the void, unleashing a shocking fist roar. Where it passed, the void rippled with visible waves, colliding with the giant hand of seawater.
With a earth-shattering boom.
The seawater giant hand was shattered by the fist force, exploding and scattering into countless droplets of water in all directions.
A surge of energy spread out like a wave, creating a hurricane that swept through the area. Whether it was rocks or trees, they were either swept away by the wind or shattered into powder.
Fortunately, there were no mortals nearby, so there were not many casualties.
The blue light around the blue figure in the air dissipated, revealing Han Li's figure.
Hanqiu and the other two's expressions changed.
"Ancestral God!" The people of Wumeng Island were overjoyed, cheering as if they had survived a catastrophe.
Luo Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, but a look of worry appeared on his face immediately after.
Although Han Li was powerful, there were three ancestral gods on the other side!
"Which powerful experts are you three, and what brings you to my Wumeng Island?" Han Li retracted his arm, his gaze sweeping over the three figures in the air, and asked in a deep voice.
"Senior Liu, these three are the ancestral gods of other nearby islands. The white-armored man in the middle is Ancestral God Hanqiu of the Hanjing race, the black-robed old man next to him is called Ancestral God Lu Kun, and the middle-aged woman is known as Madam Hugu." Luo Feng flew to Han Li's side and transmitted his voice.
Han Li's heart stirred upon hearing this, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Friend Hanqiu, it seems different from what you said. This person is actually a Profound Immortal, not the weakling you described." Lu Kun looked at Hanqiu with a hint of coldness in his eyes, transmitting his voice.
Madam Hugu's expression was also not very good.
"As far as I know, this person has ascended for less than a year. Even if he is a Profound Immortal, the immortal spiritual power in his body must not have been completely converted, so he is not worth fearing at all!" Hanqiu remained calm, transmitting his voice with a smile.
Ancestral God Lu Kun and Madam Hugu exchanged glances, but did not speak.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, you must have guessed our intentions. Wumeng Island and our three families are mortal enemies. Today, the three of us are here to destroy the Luo family. This has nothing to do with you, so you should leave immediately and not get involved. I can forgive you for killing several members of my clan some time ago." Hanqiu said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with cold light.
Luo Feng's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and he glanced at Han Li with some apprehension.
The expressions of the other Luo family members around them also changed drastically. The older members were shocked by the current situation, while the younger members were shocked by Hanqiu's words.
Hanqiu referred to their Ancestral God as Fellow Daoist Liu. The younger members of the Luo family couldn't help but recall a rumor that had been circulating within the clan: the current Ancestral God was not Luo Meng, but someone else.
The clan elders had always vehemently denied this rumor and strictly prohibited the clan members from mentioning it, but now it seemed that this matter was very likely true.
"Hehe, then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. Since I promised to protect Wumeng Island, I will not go back on my word. The three of you should leave now, to avoid hurting our harmony." Han Li said calmly, not paying attention to the threat in the other party's words.