C620 Back of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan Hillman(last part)

One by one, the peaks seemed to rise!

To be precise, members of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan were standing up, each carrying a massive mountain on their backs!

Ten!

Twenty!

Fifty!

A hundred!

Over a hundred members of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan stood up, as if over a hundred mountains had risen from the ground. The scene was both awe-inspiring and profoundly moving!

"I am the leader of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan, and these are my people. Each one of them has reached the pinnacle of the Martial King Stage!" the middle-aged man declared, looking at his clan members.

"Every single one is at the peak of the Martial King Stage!"

Woo Zhengyang and Lee Yuanye were utterly astonished upon hearing this.

This world was different from the one Woo Zhengyang came from. Here, although everyone practiced body-strengthening techniques and had favorable conditions, there were significant limitations. The population base was limited, which meant fewer people could reach the pinnacle.

Even if you combined the experts from the Heavenly Mirror Pavilion and the various Martial Mansions, there might not be a hundred Martial King experts. Yet, here, the entire Great Desolate Ancient Clan had over a hundred members, all of whom were Martial King experts, and at the peak!

"In terms of realm, they are unmatched. In battle, each of them could rival a Martial Sovereign," the clan leader added, delivering another shocking revelation to Woo Zhengyang and Lee Yuanye.

"If we continue to use the mountain on our backs as a means, even a Martial Emperor might not be able to deal with us," the leader of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan continued. If others heard this, they might think he was boasting. But Woo Zhengyang and his companions believed him completely.

The full-force strike from the Invincible Cannon Car was already comparable to an attack from a Martial Emperor, yet when it hit the mountain on their backs, it didn't leave a single mark. Using the mountain as a shield, even a Martial Emperor would struggle against them.

Moreover, under the constraints of this world, aside from the anomaly that is Yun'er, there shouldn't be any Martial Emperors present. Even if there were other anomalies, they probably couldn't appear in the outside world. For the Great Desolate Ancient Clan, sweeping through this world would be a piece of cake.

"Our clan has carried this mountain for countless generations. But do you know how many of us there were initially? Over a thousand! We tried every way to enter the Ancestral Land, and in the end, only those of us here survived!"

"Over a thousand peak Martial Kings went to the Human Ancestral Land? And only about a hundred returned? What on earth is there?" Lee Yuanye was genuinely shocked, his expression more serious than ever, his voice trembling slightly. After all, that place was their destination, and it was of great importance!

The chief of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan shook his head and said, "It's far more than that... Back then, our clan had dozens of Martial Masters, six Martial Emperors, and our old chief was a Martial Sovereign! Yet, none of them ever returned..."

As he spoke, a rare expression of emotion crossed the chief's usually stoic face. He gazed at the clan members, each carrying their burdens, as if recalling those times, and his eyes glistened with tears.

"What? Dozens of Martial Masters, six Martial Emperors, and a Martial Sovereign? And they couldn't make it through the Human Ancestral Land?" Lee Yuanye's eyebrows knitted together in disbelief.

Woo Zhengyang was also taken aback by the clan's history, but his past experiences had taught him to remain calm in such moments.

"Sir, isn't it true that under the constraints of this world, practitioners can't break through to the Martial King Stage? Are your clan members exempt from this restriction?" Woo Zhengyang focused all his attention on the middle-aged man before him, who claimed to be the chief of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan.

From the beginning, this man hadn't been overly harsh on Woo Zhengyang and his companions; he merely blocked their path forward. The tales of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan's past were indeed moving, instilling a sense of awe and caution toward the Human Ancestral Land.

But who could guarantee that what he said was true? What if he was just trying to persuade Woo Zhengyang and the others to turn back?

If he and those from the Great Desolate Ancient Clan truly possess the strength he claims, all being peak experts at the Martial King level, they wouldn't need to go to such great lengths.

But what if his so-called strength is just a bluff? What if the stories they've told are all made up to intimidate us?

In this world, strange events happen all the time, and schemes are endless, making it hard to guard against them. Woo Zhengyang has grown accustomed to this, always keeping a watchful eye on everything.

After hearing Woo Zhengyang's doubts, the clan leader of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan turned his gaze to Woo Zhengyang, sizing him up. With a rare chuckle, he said, "Young man, are you doubting me? Not bad, not bad. You remain calm and can even wield some Soul Energy."

Woo Zhengyang was shocked to be discovered. He had only used a trace of Soul Energy, something ordinary people would never notice. The only exception would be if the opponent's Soul Energy was stronger and their mastery superior.

Could it be that the clan leader of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan is also skilled in the art of souls?

Seeing Woo Zhengyang's confusion, the clan leader continued, "Don't be surprised. I know the art of souls is nearly extinct, and our clan doesn't have it either. However, our clan is somewhat different from ordinary humans, which ties into the question you just raised. Do you know why we can be called the Ancient Clan?"

The group shook their heads.

"You've all heard the legend of the Ancestral Land's Profound Mountain, right?"

They nodded.

"While the world might not be able to determine the truth of that legend, I can tell you—it’s real!"

He paused for a moment before continuing.

"The cycles of reincarnation and the changing of eras—how this world came to be is unknown. From the earliest records, our Human Clan was enslaved by gods and demons until the emergence of that person, the founder, Profound Mountain!"

"The mysterious life of Profound Mountain is shrouded in uncertainty, and we dare not speculate. What is certain, though, is that Profound Mountain brought hope to our people, opening a new era for the Human Clan. We call the time of our enslavement the Great Desolation Era, and our clan has been followers of the founder since then."

"You mean... your clan has been following the founder, Profound Mountain?" Lee Yuanye's jaw dropped.

Woo Zhengyang was equally stunned.

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The members of the Great Desolate Ancient Clan said, "We've been guarding the mountain for ten thousand years. Aren't you going to show some appreciation?"