Chapter 536 - 178: Gongsun Ziwei, So Cunning and Treacherous, Waiting to Reap the Fisherman’s Profit

Silence reigned before the Helian Family’s Little World. A moment later, another figure emerged. He wore a tall hat and appeared somewhat young, but his eyes were profound. A few strands of white hair fell at his temples, giving him a lonely and cold air.

"It seems Gongsun Ziwei has advanced further without our knowledge."

The figure seemed to close his eyes and sense his surroundings for a moment. Then, he casually extended his palm. Magical Power surged within it, eventually coalescing in the Void into the nascent form of a large, purple star. Wisps of starlight-like energy intertwined within it before it exploded with a BANG.

"The legacy of the Ziwei Great Teachings is no small matter. Legend says it was left behind by the former Ziwei Saint Monarch," he said with a sigh.

Helian Rujian said indifferently, "If I had known this day would come, I never would have let Gongsun Ziwei go. The Ziwei arts are the arts of a Venerable. If we don’t suppress her and instead allow her to grow, she will only become a great scourge."

"Gongsun Long is already gravely injured and doesn’t have much time left. Since we’ve already made our move, we might as well take this chance to wash the Gongsun Family in blood."

"Gongsun Ziwei alone is not enough to stop us." Another voice came from within the Little World as another ancestor of the Helian Family appeared.

The die was cast. The Gongsun Family would surely do everything in their power to retaliate, so it was better to strike first and gain the upper hand.

At this moment, the Tantai Family was too preoccupied to intervene.

"Have the clan open the Treasure Vault and awaken the Little World ahead of schedule. Evergreen, you will guard the clan and control the Little World. Yuan Sheng and I will lead our people to the Gongsun Family..."

"If this succeeds, we will use the Gongsun Family’s resources to open a jump passage and relocate to Immortal Ascension Island. This matter cannot be delayed. Any hesitation will lead to complications," Helian Rujian said, his expression indifferent.

For a Saint’s Noble Family to preserve its foundation and migrate, the safest method was naturally to use their Little World as a base, open a Space-Time Passage, and jump through it.

However, this process required a massive amount of resources to support. Without the cultivation of a Saint, one could neither fully control the Little World nor stabilize the passage.

During the transit, unpredictable dangers such as temporal turbulence and endless astral winds could arise. A single misstep could cause the entire Noble Family to be buried in the chaotic flow of spacetime, leaving not even bones behind.

Following Helian Rujian’s orders, the entire Helian Family began to mobilize. Streaks of Divine Rainbows shot across the sky above their ancestral lands. The gates to many stone chambers and halls opened, and a number of older-generation experts, who had been in seclusion for a long time, emerged one after another.

Meanwhile, on Immortal Ascension Island, the Helian Family’s various enterprises began to contract. Cultivators noticed warships and Flying Ships rising into the air from every city, speeding past with a RUMBLE and taking vast quantities of resources with them.

With Immortal Ascension Island in a state of turmoil, the Helian Family no longer concealed their greedy ambition. They even plundered some of the merchant guilds stationed in the cities, sweeping up all sorts of Magical Artifacts, Spirit Stones, and Treasure Clothing and Treasures. Any cultivator who tried to stop them was cut down with a single sword strike, left with no one to appeal to for justice.

Immortal Ascension Island had descended into absolute chaos.

As for the Tantai Family, the battle was so intense it could only be described as brutal.

A massive tide of Demons surged forward, seemingly following that terrifying, demon-like figure, trying to charge into the Tantai Family’s Little World.

The Helian Wen of today was completely unrecognizable. His figure was as colossal as a mountain, standing tall and imposing. Thick chains wreathed in black mist were wrapped around his face, arms, and chest. His disheveled hair whipped about, and his eyes shone like Divine Lamps, their brilliant light overwhelming. His every move exuded an endless, suffocating pressure.

The three ancestors of the Tantai Family attacked in unison, their Magical Power surging boundlessly, yet they were still unable to suppress Helian Wen.

The Demonic Qi roiled within him. With a wave of his massive hand, a vast expanse of Demonic Qi flooded forth, blotting out the sun and sky. The mountain ranges for hundreds of miles around were completely engulfed, instantly losing all signs of life and becoming a desolate wasteland.

The surrounding mountains and landscapes crumbled and shattered. It was a scene of utter devastation, brutal beyond measure.

Meanwhile, in the ancestral lands of the Gongsun Family, a mood of grief and indignation prevailed.

In the main hall, Gongsun Long lay on the floor, covered in blood. Although the clan elders had brought Holy Medicine to nourish his body and dripped life-filled Spiritual Liquid onto him in an attempt to mend his wounds, it was obvious that it was no longer having much effect.

His face was ashen pale, and he coughed up blood unceasingly. He had reached the end of his rope, hanging on by a single thread of life.

The clansmen who had accompanied him to the Helian Family to demand justice were also in the hall, their faces filled with grief and indignation, their eyes brimming with tears.

If Gongsun Long hadn’t protected them, how could they possibly still be standing here now? They would have long since been turned into a mist of blood and dust by that terrifying torrent, their bodies and souls annihilated.

That had been an attack powered by a Little World’s accumulated energy of many years. Had an ordinary Great Power of the Tribulation Bridge Realm been hit by it, they would have been instantly reduced to ashes.

Of course, the Helian Family couldn’t use such an attack lightly either. It could only be used as a deterrent, reserved for a critical moment.

The Gongsun Family had similar methods, but no one else would be foolish enough to just stand there and take the blow like Gongsun Long.

The Helian Family’s success in this endeavor was due to a perfect confluence of timing, location, and circumstances.

"The Helian Family... their ambition is that of a wolf..."

"I was a fool... to still hold out a sliver of hope for them. Ziwei, from now on, the Gongsun Family is in your hands."

"If only I had listened to you and not gone to the Helian Family, none of this trouble would have happened."