PHS Chapter 261 (Patreon)

Chapter 261: You've Delivered Yourself to My Doorstep?

Several days later, Great Emperor Moyuan, battered and bloodied, emerged from the Chaotic Star Sea. Behind him, two Great Emperors pursued in joint attack.

Ling Xiao and Ao Xuan, though recently ascended, moved in perfect coordination—for them, a single Great Emperor was a simple task. The three clashed across the realm, driving Moyuan to desperation until Emperor Tai Huang appeared and the battle ground to a halt.

The Purple Profound Realm and the Tianyuan Realm entered a rare period of peace. War seemed unlikely to resume soon.

The Great Emperors of the Purple Profound Realm had sensed something amiss—a new, extraordinarily powerful force had emerged in their territory, and they remained deeply wary.

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Purple Profound Realm

Within the Primeval Feather Clan, a great formation blotted out the sky. Ten thousand symbols flashed like miniature suns in the void, radiating brilliant light. This was a powerful faction—once glorious though faded from its ancient peak, it still held great importance in the Purple Profound Realm.

Today, a violent fluctuation swept across the distant horizon like a primeval beast awakening, enveloping the entire clan.

"BOOM!"

The formation shook. Cracks spread like spiderwebs across its face. To shatter such a formation with mere aura was unimaginable.

Beneath the barrier, countless beings trembled in terror, their faces drained of color. The great formation left by their ancestors—thought to be indestructible—had nearly shattered.

Had a Great Emperor arrived?

The Purple Profound Realm had four Great Emperors. The first to achieve Emperorship meddles not in worldly affairs, and they had no quarrel with the remaining three. Why would a Great Emperor suddenly come to their door?

A Great Saint of the Primeval Feather Clan braced himself and flew skyward. He cupped his hands in salute toward the distant horizon, his respect absolute. The newcomer's aura alone had nearly crushed their guardian formation—his identity was clearly formidable, and he was not someone to offend. Submission was their only strategy.

A footstep fell, echoing with menace.

A figure in black iron armor, wreathed in divine light, approached across the distance at impossible speed. Each step resonated with heaven-shaking power. Before he even drew near, the terrifying might of a Great Emperor shook the nine heavens and nine springs below. The Primordial Spirits of countless Feather Clan members felt as though they were splitting, their souls aflame with agony.

"Earth Immortal Realm, Fuyun Mountain!"

Six syllables fell like a heavenly decree, searing themselves into countless minds. The figure took another step. A gale surged, sweeping the nine heavens, tearing space asunder. Every wisp of wind was black, slicing the void and revealing the Chaos beyond.

Killing intent permeated heaven and earth.

"Earth... Earth Immortal Realm?"

The Primeval Feather Clan's Great Saint felt his scalp go numb. His mind churned with shock. How was this possible? A world that existed only in legend, and now a Great Emperor from that very realm appeared before them?

It was unprecedented.

"This junior lacked vision. I did not realize a Great Emperor from the Earth Immortal Realm honored us with his presence. If I have offended in any way, I beg the Great Emperor's magnanimity!"

The Great Saint bowed deeply. Whether truly from the Earth Immortal Realm or not, his power was undeniable. He was not someone to provoke. Their survival depended entirely on his temperament.

"Dare I ask," the Great Saint said, his posture deferential, "whether an important matter brought the Great Emperor across the boundary? If the Primeval Feather Clan might assist, we stand ready at your command. Our hundreds of thousands stand ready to serve!"

"Very good."

Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain nodded slightly, his eyes still icy cold. He waved his sleeve, and dozens of figures materialized in the void—pillars of Fuyun Mountain, all Saint King level or higher. Such overwhelming force made hearts tremble.

As expected of the Earth Immortal Realm. With a mere gesture, such power was assembled. Few factions in the Purple Profound Realm could match it.

"From this day forth, your entire clan now serves Fuyun Mountain. You will search the Purple Profound Realm for this person. Fail, and your clan ceases to exist."

Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain pointed a finger. A figure condensed in the void. There was no mistaking the face of Fang Han.

"Yes! This junior understands!"

The Primeval Feather Clan Great Saint trembled. He seared the image into his mind and sent out a ray of light. In an instant, every member of the Feather Clan received the news.

"Remember!" Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain said coldly. "You have only ten days!"

The Great Saint's expression shifted, bitterness filling his heart. He had never imagined his clan would be sitting peacefully when disaster fell from the heavens. Who did they provoke to deserve this? A Great Emperor had come to their door. Who would dare refuse his command?

He gives us ten days. This is forcing the Primeval Feather Clan to our deaths! Even you, a Great Emperor, couldn't find him—how do you expect us to succeed?

He could only think this. Never would he dare voice it.

His only hope was that the other Great Emperors would hear and come to their aid. If they sat idle, the Primeval Feather Clan was finished.

"This junior understands. The Primeval Feather Clan will do its utmost to find this person's whereabouts."

The Great Saint was about to cross back into formation when he suddenly froze. His eyes widened, disbelief flashing across his face. His gaze locked on a spot in the void.

A young figure had materialized before them, handsome and severe, wreathed in undisguised killing intent. He stood in the heavens, hair flying wild, gripping a spear of Saint Weapon might.

"You little bastard. We hadn't even gone looking for you, and you've delivered yourself to our doorstep?"

Behind Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain, a Saint King-level figure stepped forward, his voice chilling.

A young prodigy with a Saint Weapon could crush peers, but against a Saint King? It was laughable. He could crush Fang Han with a finger. How Fang Han had appeared unnoticed was irrelevant.

With the prey delivered to their doorstep and a Great Emperor at their back, any variables were insignificant. Once they captured Fang Han and extracted the Fang Clan's ancestral inheritance via Soul Search, Fuyun Mountain would emerge as the greatest victor among all the descended factions!

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