Lin Shanhe and Zhang Zhen approached Lin Zhan, their eyes fixed on him, and bowed to Shang Tang, saying, "Descendant of Great Shang, greetings, Old Ancestor."
Lin Zhan then added, "Old Ancestor, this is my father, and this is my father-in-law, who is also my grandfather's sworn brother."
Shang Tang looked at his meager family with a constipated expression, then asked Lin Zhan, "Zhan'er, can it be that we have no one left in our lineage?"
Seeing Lin Zhan's strange look, Shang Tang felt relieved. "I knew it. There must be descendants. How can the glorious Great Shang Dynasty be reduced to just these two?"
"Old Ancestor, what are you talking about? How could there only be these two? We still have my mother, my sister, my wife, my mother-in-law, and my two brothers-in-law," Lin Zhan said, counting on his fingers as he introduced his family to Shang Tang.
Shang Tang was quite pleased with the first half of the statement, but the latter half sent a chill down his spine. This was truly a case of having no one left.
He could only ask Lin Zhan helplessly, "Zhan'er, are there really no others in your two grandfathers' families?"
Lin Zhan, being an honest child, replied, "My second grandfather never married. So, probably, it seems, unless there are illegitimate children, there is no one else. My third grandfather's family has two uncles, but they unfortunately died in battle."
Shang Tang's head began to buzz. There were indeed no others left. Those old fellows would surely come after him once they emerged.
As Shang Tang was caught in his dilemma, Yu Longyan arrived with the kings of the human race.
He said to Bai Qi, "Lead the human army to retreat entirely, abandon all defensive lines, and fall back to the Human King's Palace for defense. All human youths of Lin Zhan's generation must withdraw from the Myriad Races Battlefield. Activate the Great Wall Defense Formation and have Ying Zheng personally defend the Myriad Races Battlefield."
Bai Qi nodded and said, "Yes."
Yu Longyan then said to Lin Hai, "Xiao Hai, lead all human quasi-kings participating in the war to protect our human defense line on the battlefield again."
While Yu Longyan was arranging matters for the human race, a five-clawed golden dragon, ten thousand meters long and appearing even larger than the Black Dragon Emperor, arrived at the battlefield with other five-colored dragons.
"Yu Longyan, long time no see. Are my elder and second brothers doing well?" the five-clawed golden dragon greeted Yu Longyan first.
"Hahaha, Jin Ao, I didn't expect you to awaken too. It's perfect timing for us brothers to fight these dogs of the Myriad Races once more," the Black Dragon Emperor laughed heartily.
Jin Ao looked around the entire scene curiously, then waved a giant claw, grabbing the Golden Flood Dragon. The hundred-meter-long golden dragon seemed smaller than Jin Ao's claw. "Is this little brat my descendant? Kid, who is your father?"
Lin Zhan saw this and thought, *This Old Ancestor must be generous when seeing his grandson.* He immediately summoned all four of his spiritual pets. Who knew which Old Ancestor might show up next.
Upon seeing Little Gold, Jin Ao threw the Golden Flood Dragon aside and grabbed Little Gold, examining it curiously. "How did this little worm grow like this? Its level isn't high, yet it has regressed to its ancestral form. Its physique is quite sturdy."
Little Gold also looked at the colossal creature with curiosity. "Old Ancestor, do I look good? Am I much stronger than my father? Let me tell you, when I enter, I will definitely become a mighty dragon of an era, a king or even an emperor. You see, you can't just let me call you Old Ancestor for so long without giving me a meeting gift, right?"
Jin Ao looked at Little Gold with a bit of bewilderment. "Little brat, who taught you that shameless rogue behavior? You really have the demeanor of your Old Ancestor back in the day. Keep it up, and you'll surely achieve great things in the future."
With that, Jin Ao produced a king-level peak crystal core, a meter in diameter, and squeezed a drop of dragon blood from his claw tip into Little Gold's mouth.
"Little brat, this crystal core is from a king-level peak abyssal demon dragon that this Old Ancestor killed back then. This drop of Dragon Emperor's pure blood is also for you. Grow well and learn from that scoundrel from the Tang family. That kid is ruthless and inhuman; he will surely achieve great things in the future."
Lin Zhan listened to Jin Ao's praise, completely bewildered. It didn't sound like very good advice.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect you old fellows to be alive," a giant Xuanwu, over 3000 meters in diameter, appeared on the battlefield, breaking through the void with a horde of various divine beasts.
The Black Dragon Emperor, Jin Ao, and Yu Longyan looked at the giant Xuanwu and said, "Xuanming, you brat, you've already reached the peak of the Emperor level. This guy has grown quite fast."
"Hehe, Uncle Yan, Uncle Jin Ao, Uncle Hei, Uncle Hei Er, how have you all been? I've been cultivating diligently while you were all asleep," the great Xuanwu, Xuanming, said obsequiously.
"The Xuanwu clan is indeed formidable. During the battle of the Human Ancestor back then, Xuanwu's fourth brother single-handedly withstood the attacks of three Great Emperors from the Myriad Races and emerged completely unharmed. They have high defense and live long lives," the Black Dragon Emperor remarked with emotion.
"Hehe, Uncle Hei, my old man said that if you guys don't advance to Great Emperor soon, you'll have to call him Fourth Uncle the next time you meet," Xuanming said with a mischievous grin.
It turned out that Xuanming's father was the eighth-generation descendant of the first Xuanwu Great Emperor, and the second Great Emperor in the Xuanwu clan. He was of the same generation as Yu Longyan and the others. They had been very close in ancient times. However, due to the Xuanwu Great Emperor's exceptionally high talent, he had advanced to the level of a First-Generation Great Emperor in just a few thousand years and was also a formidable figure during the ancient Human Race War.
"That Fourth Brother, that old fellow, can he still act like an elder brother? Where is he?" Jin Ao asked helplessly.
"Uncle Jin Ao, you would never guess what my old man is doing. Three Great Emperors of the Divine Race besieged him, and he killed one, severely wounded two. Unfortunately, one of the Divine Emperors couldn't withstand the passage of time and died. My old man found the tomb of this unfortunate fellow ten years ago and has been dancing on his grave for ten years. Since no Great Emperors of the Divine Race have awakened yet, no one dares to stop him."
Lin Zhan and the younger ones' eyes lit up at these words. *Damn, this is exactly the guiding principle for our organization's development!*
Little Black crawled towards Xuanming, extended its front paw, and activated its Xuanwu great strength, patting him. "Esteemed Old Ancestor, can you tell who my parents are?"
Xuanming looked at the little turtle cub curiously, sensing a trace of his own bloodline from him. He picked up Little Black, examining it from all angles.
"Holy hell, this little turtle cub is one of ours. It looks like my great-grandson. Look, you see, our turtles all have a birthmark on their butts. My old man said that our turtles must be more awesome than other turtles. If they don't have their own tattoo, they're not qualified to say they're part of the gang."
Lin Zhan suddenly understood. *Damn, so they're a gang of social turtles!*