265: Detonation

“Haha!”

Finally, after annihilating one clan, and in a short span, taking the Xuan Clan with him, Ming Ya had already wiped out four clans.

No matter which clan it was, they were all so vulnerable under the hands of his Ming Clan.

At this moment, the Ming Clan members present were incredibly excited when they thought about having destroyed half of the Eight Clans.

And among the remaining half, one was still their Ming Clan.

With four clans eliminated by the Ming Clan, how could the remaining three clans contend with them?

What did they have left to fight him with?

The best outcome would be to obediently become nutrients for the Clan Leader.

Having continuously resolved four clans without any breaks in between, the faces of the Ming Clan members were filled with exhaustion.

Nothing else, although he hadn't fought a single battle or made a move during this period.

But stimulating the bloodline requires consuming energy, and the highly differentiated parts that separate after stimulating the bloodline also consume energy.

What they lacked most now was time; they certainly couldn't take it slow, nor could they leave it all to Ming Ya alone.

Thus, such a heavy burden fell upon them.

However, at this moment, even though they were so fatigued, the light in their eyes could not be hidden.

Because the pure bloodline pressure that Ming Ya brought them from the depths of their bloodline had once again undergone a qualitative change.

The silver marks on Ming Ya's brow, which originally had only nine when activated, now faintly showed the prototype of a tenth mark.

That tenth mark was flickering, appearing and disappearing, far from as bright and stable as the other nine.

Ming Ya slowly opened his eyes, a silver light flashing within them.

His bloodline, finally, had taken a significant step forward in the process of ancestral reversion, and had undergone a qualitative change as a result.

Half-step bloodline reversion, or rather, half-step Ancestor Bloodline—this was Ming Ya's current level.

The moment the tenth mark appeared, his strength surged dramatically.

Compared to himself before he had absorbed the bloodlines, he was more than ten times stronger now.

Currently, no Piming Realm expert on the continent, including Xiao Dou, could withstand a single blow from him.

Such combat power, far exceeding the Piming Realm, must be incredibly close to the Ancestor Realm, right?

Now, even compared to an Ancestor Realm expert, he should no longer be fragile and vulnerable.

At worst, he should still be able to withstand two moves.

His current realm and strength truly stood at an unprecedented level on the Sky Dome Continent.

After all, not everyone had four ancient clans for him to absorb.

Originally, Ming Ya, due to the Ancestor Realm remnant soul, felt that he had to be secretive and avoid detection, otherwise he wouldn't be able to obtain all the Eight Clans' bloodlines.

But Ming Ya also hadn't expected the boost from absorbing bloodline energy to be so immense.

As for the Ancestor remnant soul, at the end of the day, it was merely a fragment of a soul left behind by an Ancestor Realm expert.

It wasn't a true Ancestor Realm expert; even if it had some power, how much could be left?

But what about him? His current strength also far surpassed the Piming Realm; even a ninth-level Piming Realm expert would be vulnerable before him.

Now, he might not necessarily be weaker than the Ancestor Realm remnant soul; it's quite possible he's even stronger.

Even if he couldn't defeat it, surely he could at least preserve his life, right?

He was a living person, while the other was merely a remnant soul, a rootless source; as long as he could preserve his life, he would win.

Now, Ming Ya was confident that he could defeat the other clans even if they summoned their ancestors in a direct confrontation.

However, if there was an opportunity to be more secure now, that would naturally be excellent as well.

If he could avoid conflict with the Ancestor Realm remnant souls, he would try his best not to confront them.

Who wouldn't prefer to finish things perfectly with ease?

Ming Ya didn't hesitate at all, about to head to the next clan to quickly stabilize the tenth mark completely.

He had a premonition that when this tenth mark fully formed, perhaps his opportunity to become an Ancestor would arrive.

Possessing a true Ancestor bloodline without having Ancestor Realm cultivation.

This was akin to elevating a certain aspect of himself to the Ancestor Realm, and then driving the overall elevation to the Ancestor Realm.

This way, compared to those who broke through normally, the success rate would surely be much higher.

But just as Ming Ya was about to set off again, a huge commotion suddenly came from the edge of the Nu Clan territory.

“Listen, you inside, you are surrounded.”

“Now the three clans already know what you've done. Immediately lay down your weapons, surrender, and await your execution to receive lenient treatment.”

“Otherwise, with the three clans working together, your Ming Clan will surely be wiped out, leaving no one alive!”

“If you know what's good for you, get out here right now!”

“Oh, and you also need to kneel every three steps, bow every five steps, and kowtow every seven steps.”

“Remember to crawl slowly, so we brothers can get a good look.”

“Then obediently crawl out, surrender, and await your execution!”

“Finally, be sensible and kowtow a few times for us, especially that Ming Ya.”

“Hahahahaha!”

“Big Brother, isn't this not good?”

A coarse voice came, with a hint of mockery and ill intent in its tone.

“Big Brother, isn't this not so good? He is, after all, the Clan Leader of the Ming Clan.

What if we push him too hard and he gets desperate?”

“He wouldn't dare!”

The first voice to speak came again, “If he dares to fight us, his Ming Clan will never have the possibility of reconciliation with us again; at that time, the Ming Clan will surely be annihilated.”

The voice sighed, “Alas, but you're right, he's still a clan leader no matter what, we still have to give him some face, at least let him die with dignity.

How about this, that guy named Ming Ya just needs to crawl out.

Oh, right, only for yourself, not for anyone else~”

The voice was full of condescension and a tone of granting a favor, as if he had bestowed something incredible upon Ming Ya.

“Oh, and there's more.”

The voice thought of something else and added.

“Your wife is quite good; I've coveted her for a long time. I'll take her for two days then, as a return for being lenient with you this time.”

“Big Brother, Big Brother, me too, me too, I also want to take her for two days.”

That coarse voice came again.

“Hahahahaha, easy, easy, every brother gets a share.

I'll decide, after I'm done with her, everyone can take her for two days.

Forget it, use her for as long as you want, then take her for team building, consider it a benefit for the brothers.

When everyone's done with her, leave her here to be a sex slave; whenever a brother feels like it, they can use her.

Anyway, Clan Leader Ming Ya certainly won't mind.

You agree, right, Clan Leader Ming Ya?”

“Long live Big Brother!”

As that voice fell, several echoing voices immediately rang out in the field.

At this moment, a voice that had been silent for a long time, clearly unable to hold it in, spoke up.

“I remember, Ming Ya has an old mother…”

“I, I've coveted her for a long time too…”

“Hehehe…”

As the voice fell, the voices that had just been continuously echoing suddenly fell silent.

Immediately after, a strong roar erupted.

“Good!”

“Damn it, I was originally planning to distract you guys and keep her for myself to secretly play with, but you just had to say it.”

“Oh, so you little rascal wanted to keep it all to yourself?”

“What do you know? Women, they're like fine wine, the older they get, the more mellow they become.

Especially those with many wrinkles, I like them the most.”

“It's a pity I heard Ming Ya's old mother is very well-preserved, like she's in her thirties or forties.

But the accumulation of years is still there, so I'll just have to make do.”

That voice said with some regret.