Chapter 469: Eighteenth Ancestor, High Priest of Calamity!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Damn it! Where are the treasures? Where are the treasures in the Panlong Grotto?” Shi Xiao roared.

At this moment, what appeared in front of him was an empty treasury. Everything in it had been emptied. Even the guards in the treasury had disappeared!

Looking at this scene, Shi Xiao’s heart immediately sank into a bottomless abyss.

Soon after, he headed to the second and third levels of the Panlong Grotto at his fastest speed. However, when he arrived here, he discovered the same scene.

All the treasures were gone!

“Damn it!

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“Who the hell is the bastard who stole our race’s treasures? That’s the accumulation of the Panshi ancient race over tens of thousands of years!”

“It’s gone! It’s all gone now! Sob!”

Everyone present roared crazily. Their expressions were extremely ferocious. They were so resentful that they almost crushed their bones by clenching their fists.

Whoosh!

Just as Shi Xiao and the rest were feeling resentful, a stone door opened wide. An old man in green with an aged face held a black battle blade and rushed out with large strides, emitting a monstrous ferocious aura.

When he saw the empty treasury, he was also stunned on the spot. His deep eyes emitted sharp killing intent.

“Greetings, Eighteenth Ancestor!”

“Greetings, Eighteenth Ancestor!”

“Greetings, Eighteenth Ancestor!”

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The instant they saw the green-clothed old man, Shi Xiao and the rest immediately woke up from their endless hatred.

Soon after, all of them knelt and kowtowed in an extremely respectful manner.

The person in front of him was the 18th ancestor of the Panshi ancient race, Shi Ji.

“Eighteenth Ancestor, why are you awake?” Shi Xiao asked in surprise.

The old ancestors of the Panshi ancient race were all hibernating in the depths of the ancestral land. Usually, they would only wake up from their slumber when they were stimulated by the outside world.

Shi Ji’s appearance caused Shi Xiao to be filled with shock.

“What happened to the Panshi ancient race? Why did I see someone sneak into the Panlong Grotto just now? How did you guard it?” Shi Ji asked coldly.

Hearing this, Shi Xiao and the rest were terrified.

“Eighteenth Ancestor, we don’t know how the bandits managed to infiltrate the ancestral land. Previously, we had been discussing how to deal with the Sunset ancient race. If we didn’t come to the grotto to ask the old ancestors to save the Panshi ancient race, we probably wouldn’t have noticed.”

Hmm? Save the Panshi ancient race?

Hearing this, Shi Ji frowned.

“Is the Panshi ancient race in danger?”

He asked with a dark face.

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Ye… yes. Eighteenth Ancestor, the Panshi ancient race and the Sunset ancient race had a great battle previously. In the end, Elder Shi Hao died, and even the Monolith Tower was snatched away. I’m sure that the people who infiltrated the Panlong Grotto this time are definitely those two who killed Elder Shi Hao!” Shi Xiao roared fiercely.

What? The Monolith Tower was lost?

Shi Ji’s expression changed drastically.

“Is the Sunset ancient race so powerful now?”

“This… According to the news from the battlefield, the dormant God’s Imprint in the bloodline of the Sunset ancient race had suddenly awakened. Furthermore, someone saw the legendary God of War’s Sword of War on the battlefield in Doomsday Canyon. It was because of the Sword of War’s divine power that the Sunset ancient race suddenly erupted with powerful combat strength. However, it doesn’t seem like the ones who killed Elder Shi Hao and snatched the Monolith Tower were from the Sunset ancient race. Rather, they were a group of unidentified outsiders.”

Shi Xiao recounted the situation back then.

Ha! The Sword of War?

Upon hearing these words, Shi Ji’s heart shook even more.

The mention of the divine weapon was like a thunderclap that resounded in the ears of the people. In the distant past, it belonged to the God that the Panshi ancient race once worshipped.

“Didn’t the God of War die a long time ago? How could his divine weapon still have divine power?” Shi Ji took a deep breath and continued to ask.

“Eighteenth Ancestor, we are speculating that… Perhaps the God of War had not truly perished, and what had appeared before was not a divine weapon, but a divine artifact. If this is the case, then after the God of War fell, perhaps he re-cultivated the temple God Dao and became a temple God. Only in this way could the Sword of War possibly have maintained its divine power and activated the dormant God’s Imprint in the bloodline of the Sunset ancient race. In the past, it was said that the Sword of War was brought to the other side of River Lethe by the Tushan family. But now, it has reappeared in Sunset Land. Could it be that the Tushan family is back? With this, the Sunset ancient race will belong to the Tushan Family. At the same time, the Panshi ancient race will be punished,” Shi Xiao said in fear.

At this moment, his heart was filled with worry. He was afraid that his guess was true, and Tushan family would punish them.

After all, the Panshi ancient race had betrayed the God of War.

Similar to the panic in Shi Xiao’s heart, when the Eighteenth Ancestor Shi Ji heard the speculation that the God of War had revived, he gasped.

If the God of War really did revive, then what awaited the Panshi ancient race would be the calamity of extinction.

Thinking of this, Shi Ji’s heart was also filled with fear.

“Eighteenth Ancestor, what should we do next?” Shi Xiao asked uneasily.

Hearing this, Shi Ji shook his head, his heart heavy.

The current situation of the Panshi ancient race was worse than he had expected.

“At this point, we have to confirm the authenticity of the God of War’s revival. I’m going to personally head to the Sunset ancient race to find out the truth. If the God of War has really been revived, there might still be a chance to save ourselves. If it’s just some other reason that caused the dormant God’s Imprint of the Sunset ancient race to be revived, then we have to think of a way to suppress them as soon as possible. Oh right, what’s the situation with Calamity Temple? Do they know anything about the Sunset ancient race?” Shi Ji asked.

“Most probably. Before that, we’ve already sent people to Calamity Temple to seek help. 1 wonder if there will be any results,” Shi Xiao sighed.

Hearing this, Shi Ji frowned.

“In that case…”

“Clan leader, the High Priest of Calamity Temple is here.”

Suddenly, a clansman quickly came forward and reported respectfully.

High Priest? Li Jiuyin was here?

This name caused Shi Xiao’s spirit to be greatly roused.

“Eighteenth Ancestor, it looks like Calamity Temple knows about the change in the Sunset ancient race. They should be here to help us.”

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Let’s go out and take a look first.”

Shi Ji didn’t reply and walked out of the Panlong Grotto.

Seeing this, Shi Xiao and the rest hurriedly followed.

A moment later, when Shi Ji arrived at the stone hall, he saw an ancient and huge black spiritual boat parked in midair.

With the stone hall as the center, the temple’s emissaries stood around.

In the stone hall, there was a black-robed old man with a cold face and a sinister gaze. On both sides of him were powerful divine servants.

“Greetings, High Priest!”

“Greetings, High Priest!”

After entering the stone hall, Shi Xiao and the rest immediately bowed.

“Get up.”

Li Jiuyin lightly sipped his tea and shot a sharp glance at Shi Xiao and the others. His gaze ultimately landed on Shi Ji.

“Eighteenth Ancestor, have you awakened as well? It seems like you’ve also sensed the powerful threat from the Sunset ancient race,” He smiled faintly.

After saying that, his expression suddenly turned gloomy.

“According to the senses of the God of Calamity, there seems to be a revival of divinity in the Sunset ancient race. Today, I have come mainly to help you deal with the Sunset ancient race.”

Hearing this, everyone’s spirits were lifted..

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Chapter 470: God of Calamity!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“High Priest, is the Tushan family’s God of War still alive? Did He switch to the temple God Dao instead?”

Shi Ji pondered for a while before asking.

As soon as he said this, Shi Xiao and the others also turned their gazes to Li Jiuyin, waiting for the latter’s reply.

“Divinity has indeed awakened in the Sunset ancient race, but whether the source of divinity is the God of War of the past, we can’t be sure yet. In view of the fact that an elder of the Panshi ancient race died in battle and you lost the Extreme Dao divine weapon, Monolith Tower, the God of Calamity has sent me here to help you. After all, you are the subjects of the God of Calamity. The temple will not ignore you,” Li Jiuyin said lightly.

Boom!

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and an ancient and mysterious black statue instantly appeared outside the stone hall.

“This is… The God of Calamity?”

When he saw the black statue, Lin Wudao who was in the darkness narrowed his eyes and examined it carefully.

They hadn’t left but had instead stayed to spy in the dark.

“High Priest, this is…?”

Seeing Li Jiuyin take out the statue of the God of Calamity, Shi Ji and the others were confused.

“Divinity has awakened in the Sunset ancient race, so at this time, they have probably awakened the God’s Imprint in their bodies. Once God’s Imprint is restored, the strength of the Sunset ancient race will definitely increase greatly. Therefore, if you want to maintain the same level of power as them, the best way is to obtain the God of Calamity’s imprint. With that, the God of Calamity will bestow power on the Panshi ancient race,” Li Jiuyin said fervently.

What? The God of Calamity’s imprint?

Hearing this, the members of the Ancient Clan were both shocked and terrified.

In their understanding, the God of Calamity was an evil god.

The imprint of an evil God was not that easy to use. Once they were branded with an evil God’s imprint, they would have to serve the evil God for the rest of their lives and become His lackeys.