Chapter 294: The Grand Elder of the Spirit Clan
"All of them fell?"
The Grand Elder's white eyebrows twitched. Behind him, boundless radiance rose and swirled—the aura of the Great Dao itself.
He resembled a divine king seated high above the clouds, overlooking all living beings.
Everyone in the hall felt their expressions tighten.
It was as if a mountain had been placed upon their backs; even breathing became unbearably difficult.
A Saint.
Even without using any techniques, just his presence alone was something they could not withstand.
"What ability could that little beast possibly have… to kill so many of our Spirit Clan's experts?"
The Grand Elder spoke in a deep voice.
"We… do not know the details. We only know that Xiao Fan has already reached the Divine Power Realm," the middle-aged man replied with difficulty.
The Divine Power Realm.
In some remote regions, it was enough to be considered a top expert.
But within the vast Desolate Ancient Continent, it wasn't even worth mentioning.
Within the Spirit Clan alone, there were at least eight to ten thousand experts at the Divine Power Realm.
Among them were many astonishing talents.
Yet never—not even once—had anyone at the Divine Power Realm been capable of fighting across realms against a Divine Palace Realm cultivator.
Therefore, in the Grand Elder's view, even if Xiao Fan possessed the Longevity Physique, it was absolutely impossible for someone at Divine Power Realm to kill those at Divine Palace Realm.
"It seems someone is helping that little beast from the shadows."
The Grand Elder's eyes opened and closed slowly, his expression turning icy and grim.
The Spirit Clan was at its peak—flourishing like the midday sun—yet before they even showed signs of decline, someone had already begun aiding their enemies in secret.
If the Spirit Clan displayed even the slightest weakness… Wouldn't countless powerful beings be eager to strike and exterminate them?
Thinking of this, the Grand Elder tightened his grip on the dragon-headed cane.
A terrifying killing intent erupted from the cane—
It was a Sacred Weapon.
As its power awakened, ten thousand divine rays burst forth, instantly suppressing the entire hall.
"Where has that little beast escaped to now?" The Grand Elder asked.
Since Xiao Fan had slain members of the Spirit Clan, he was surely on the run.
He would likely remain somewhere within the Great Zhou Empire's borders for the time being.
The Grand Elder felt he needed to inform the Great Zhou Empire.
With his status, they would not dare ignore him.
After all, he was a Saint.
With him making the request, and the Great Zhou Empire acting alongside him, that Xiao Fan would never be able to stir up any storms.
"It seems he has already left the Great Zhou Empire's territory… We don't know his exact whereabouts." The middle-aged man said helplessly.
Those sent to hunt Xiao Fan had all died.
Right now, Xiao Fan's whereabouts were completely unknown.
Finding him again would be extremely difficult.
Who knew where he had fled in the past few days?
"Useless trash!"
The Grand Elder cast a sidelong glance at the middle-aged man and reprimanded him coldly.
His voice exploded like thunder, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily.
They all understood—the Grand Elder was truly enraged.
The death of the Clan Patriarch and a Saint had already put him in a foul mood.
And now he was hearing that this enormous Spirit Clan couldn't even capture a mere Divine Power Realm brat?
How could he not be furious?
"Grand Elder, please rest assured. I will continue sending people to track him down. Even if that little beast has outside help, I am confident we can drag him out in a short time!" The middle-aged man said hurriedly.
"Hmm."
The Grand Elder grunted in acknowledgement.
The Grand Elder gave a soft "hm," nodding slowly. After a moment of thought, he spoke again:
"I've heard that the Clan Patriarch and our Spirit Clan's Saint went to the Abyssal Demons Burial in order to deal with the Profound Sun Holy Son?"
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded with difficulty.
This matter was no longer a secret within the Spirit Clan—at least, not within this grand hall.
Everyone present understood the situation clearly.
If Li Xun had perished because of this… They would at least feel somewhat better.
But based on the timeline, Li Xun should still be on his way to the Abyssal Demons Burial.
Meanwhile, their own experts had been completely wiped out.
That was what they found hardest to accept.
What made it even more despairing was—the Golden Crow Clan, the Great Chu Imperial Dynasty, the Star–Moon Divine Sect, and other powers had all placed responsibility for their fallen experts on the Spirit Clan and the Xiao Clan.
After all, without the Spirit Clan's firm assurances, these forces would never have tried to deal with Li Xun using only a handful of Divine Palace Realm cultivators.
And now?
Li Xun was perfectly fine.
But they had suffered heavy losses.
If they didn't demand an explanation from the Spirit Clan, how could they justify it?
"The Abyssal Demons Burial is a forbidden region. Even our Saint fell within it. If Li Xun entered recklessly, he may not necessarily come out alive."
The Grand Elder's eyes flickered as he spoke lightly:
"But nothing is absolute. Li Xun is not without the possibility of surviving. If he comes back out of the Abyssal Demons Burial, you must immediately inform me."
The fall of the Spirit Clan's Saint could not be concealed.
And the reason for his fall… would not remain hidden for long.
With Li Xun's connections, someone would surely inform him soon.
When that time came, no one could predict how Li Xun would react.
To avoid future trouble, the best solution was a clean one—eliminate him before he could grow.
Since the hostility between them was already set in stone, the Spirit Clan would not sit idly by and allow Li Xun to rise.
"Understood." The middle-aged man stiffened, quickly bowing in respect.
From the Grand Elder's tone, it was obvious that the Grand Elder intended to personally take action.
The previous Saint might not have encountered Li Xun.
But the Grand Elder… would not miss.
If he made a move, Li Xun would have no chance of survival.
"The remaining matters will be left to you. Remember—do not provoke the Golden Crow Clan and the other forces." The Grand Elder instructed sternly.
After receiving everyone's response, he slowly stood.
His aged figure took a single step—
And vanished instantly.
As they watched him depart, all the Spirit Clan elders in the hall let out long breaths of relief.
"The Grand Elder's strength is terrifying. When he was sitting here just now, I didn't even dare breathe."
"He is a Saint—how could we possibly withstand his pressure?"
"Fortunately, the Grand Elder stepped in. Otherwise, with all these forces—Golden Crow Clan and the rest—coming to demand accountability… I cannot imagine the chaos."
"But the task he just gave us is not easy. Li Xun is one thing—he's probably still on the road to the Abyssal Demons Burial. But Xiao Fan…"
Many Spirit Clan experts shook their heads.
As long as Xiao Fan wasn't a fool, he must have hidden himself already.
If his luck was good, he might even find an ancient teleportation array…
And leave the Desolate Ancient Continent altogether.
If that happened, in the vast world beyond, finding Xiao Fan would be like searching for a needle in the ocean.
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