I picked up the scattered attributes

"No, it's not true imperial might, but the direct bloodline of the Great Emperor! There is an imperial son here, and his bloodline is extremely strong!"

The expressions on everyone's faces changed.

Could it be that behind the small Canghua Starfield stands a powerful emperor?

If that's true, then he's someone even the Wang family can't afford to offend!

That honest-looking young man saw more than the others.

"No, no... this aura is somewhat like..." His expression turned somewhat grim, and a terrifying answer surfaced in his mind, "The former Emperor of Youdu..."

The real Emperor of Youdu is dead.

Very few people know this secret, and he happens to be one of them.

The current Emperor of Youdu is a being born after birth. Although he wields considerable power, in essence, he is merely a puppet being supported.

He was neither as powerful as the former Emperor of Youdu, nor did he possess the invincible aura that suppressed the six realms of reincarnation.

The current Emperor of Youdu is merely the nominal ruler of Youdu Prefecture.

"Could it be that the Great Emperor of Youdu left behind a prince in the world?"

This young man was unaware that Mo Youqian was formed from the blood of the Nether Emperor and the Black Emperor. In a sense, he could indeed be considered the son of the Nether Emperor!

Moreover, his bloodline is even purer than that of the so-called imperial prince!

After years of training by Feng Xia, Mo Youqian gradually developed the power hidden in his bloodline. When he fully activated his power, it was as if a small Youdu Mansion was evolving around him.

There are also six paths of reincarnation within this Netherworld Palace!

Furthermore, with Feng Xia having taught him the control methods of the Ancestral Dragon Ship, activating the Thousand Wings Ancestral Dragon Ship was naturally a piece of cake.

"Little ones!"

On the Ancestral Dragon Ship, Mo Youqian's sinister laughter echoed: "This grandpa is here to crush your bodies and minds!"

Boom——

In an instant.

The ancestral dragon ship's thousand wings vibrated, and its speed soared to its limit.

Looking out into the distant starry sky, the dragon boat's trajectory was nowhere to be seen; only a divine light, like a knife or a sword, could be seen, dividing space in two.

Also separated was the Wang family's warship located in the very center!

crunch--

The enormous ship was immediately torn to pieces.

"Grandpa, save me—"

On the ship, Wang Zun's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm.

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Chapter 1079

Wang Zun's roar was powerful and earth-shattering.

Feng Xia almost choked on his drink.

"I think I've seen this line in some novel before..."

At the same time, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to the Third Ancestor Dong Ning: "He is, after all, a disciple of a major clan in Ziwei. Is this all he can do in the face of crisis? Isn't that a bit too pathetic?"

Make the harshest threats and shout the loudest cries for help!

In Feng Xia's opinion, even if the various clans in the Ziwei Starfield were not as powerful as the Divine Kingdom at its peak, it was still the center of the universe!

A descendant of the prestigious Wang family, destined to be a powerful and influential figure in the future...

As a result, this is it?

“That’s what almost all the disciples of the great clans do.”

Faced with Feng Xia's doubts, the Third Ancestor Dong Ning acted as if it were commonplace: "If you can win, then fight; if you can't, then call for help. The major clans in the Ziwei Star Region are basically all connected. Everyone knows each other and maintains at least a basic understanding, so there won't be too much friction."

"As for the rest, since they are not part of the Ziwei Star Region, they are insignificant little characters."

“Just call on the elders in the family to do it; it saves time and effort, and also maintains the dignity of the large clan…”

"Is this considered having authority?"

Seeing that Feng Xia's expression was becoming increasingly strange, the Third Ancestor Dong Ning lowered her voice slightly.

But after hesitating for a moment, she still answered cautiously: "For all the major clans, this is the simplest and most common method, and it has been so for at least thousands of years."

Feng Xia frowned again, then relaxed.

He pondered for a moment, then calmly asked, "What about the Heavenly Garment Clan? They were also in Ziwei back then. Were they like them?"

The Third Ancestor, Dong Ning, smiled wryly: "Such situations are almost unavoidable, but the Celestial Robe Clan has always valued neutrality, so in most cases, they rarely initiate conflicts with others..."

Feng Xia nodded gently: "I understand. It seems I misunderstood before."

The Third Patriarch was bewildered in winter, not knowing what Fengxia was referring to.

She truly had no idea that everything Feng Xia had seen, heard, and felt along her journey from the Southern Star Region had converged into a single, enormous question—

What exactly are people with the Ziwei astrological configuration doing?

In Feng Xia's view, the power inherited from the ancient divine kingdom would not dissipate so easily.

The plans of the greatest sage in history transcended space and time; they may have been interrupted, but they have never completely disappeared.

If the ancient divine kingdom still has power, whether in the open or in the dark, one of the most likely possibilities is that it resides in Ziwei.

So, would Xiao Weiming, the greatest sage in history, just watch helplessly as his universe gradually declines from prosperity to decay, and returns from civilization to a primitive age?

"If I were Xiao Weiming, I would never allow this to happen."

Feng Xia whispered in a low voice.

But now it seems that ignorance and delusion are not caused by a difference in strength.

Even in Ziwei, the center of the universe, the behavior of those top clans can be described as bullying the weak and fearing the strong!

"If it were just one or two, that would be one thing, but if all the major Ziwei clans were to become like this... Xiao Weiming, why are you just watching?"

Thinking of this, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in Feng Xia's eyes: "Old Master, is it? I'd like to see what kind of reinforcements the dignified Ziwei Wang Clan will send?"

As you can see, with Wang Zun's shout, a huge portal appeared out of thin air in the dark space.

That portal was not a manifestation of supernatural power, but had a real physical form; it was clearly a unique magical artifact!

Runes lit up on the portal, and the portal opened. A white-haired figure stepped out, but his aura was terrifying, causing the surrounding void to freeze in that instant!

Even the warship, which had been blown to pieces, was frozen in place by this force.

"How many years has it been?"

The elderly man with gray hair leaned on a cane, his eyes filled with emotion, as if he were chanting or whispering: "How many years has it been since anyone dared to touch the Wang family? Today, I have finally met one. You... are truly wonderful!"

Wang Zun's face immediately lit up with joy, and he shouted loudly:

"Great-grandfather, thank goodness you came! There is a great secret in the Canghua Star Region. If we can take it down, our Wang family may rise to a higher level!"

"Oh? What secret could it be that would allow the Wang family to rise to even greater heights?"

The white-haired old man was very thin. Upon hearing this, he pointed his cane at the starry sky, his beard and hair flying wildly, and a terrifying fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Let this old man see for himself... Gaa—"

The Thousand-Winged Ancestral Dragon Ship returned and ran over the old man.

"That's it?"

On the Thousand-Winged Ancestral Dragon Ship, Mo Youqian sneered: "I thought this was going to be something powerful, but it turned out to be just a matter of bumping into it."

It has to be said that the great-grandfather that Wang Zun found is indeed very powerful.

Even among the highest-ranking deities, he would be considered a top-tier expert.

Unfortunately, he was facing the Thousand-Winged Ancestral Dragon Ship!

Wang Zun's smile froze on his face.

It felt like an eternity had passed, yet also like only a second. His face twitched violently, and then he cried out in a hoarse voice, "Great-grandfather—great-grandfather! What are you all looking at? Come and help save people!"

The others who were originally on the ship were also seriously injured.

"Come on, come on!"

After exchanging bewildered glances, they dragged their wounded bodies and tried to rescue Wang Zun's great-grandfather.

But just before they could act, a deep, hoarse voice rang out: "Be careful... I'm not dead yet—"

"Great-Grandpa!" Wang Zun's face lit up with surprise. "It's so good that you're alright..."

Before the words had even finished, an elderly man with white hair crawled out and cried out in a weak voice, "But... Great-grandfather... save me..."

Wang Zun: "..."

Kazeka: "...There's more?!"

I thought that even one such performance would be too many.

But the reality taught Feng Xia a good lesson.