As a keeper of the Sutra Pavilion, you will become stronger by reading!

Qin Feng did not think of the name of the ancient clan for a while, but then he calmed down and went through all the books in the thirteenth floor of the Scripture Pavilion in his mind.

Immediately, I found books about ancient tribes among the books on the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

It is not a classic written specifically for ancient tribes, but there are many races from the Xuanhuang Realm in this classic.

With Qin Feng's strength at that time, he couldn't see the content at all, so he could only write down the outline.

But now~

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and climbed directly to the ninth floor of the Scripture Deposit Pavilion.

All the classics on the eighth and ninth floors of the Sutra Pavilion are of high-grade Taoist origin.

Enough for people to be able to practice to the semi-saint realm.

In fact, strictly speaking, semi-saint cannot be called a realm. It is a transition between the realm of worshiping heaven and the realm of saint.

Some semi-saints are as powerful as saints and are revered as war saints. Some semi-saints are only as powerful as ordinary sacrifices to the heavens.

In comparison, the eight-level Tao-level high-level skills and special skills are relatively ordinary, while the ninth-level Tao-level top-level skills and special skills are so powerful that after practice, one can directly catch up with the saint state.

Soon, Qin Feng arrived at the ninth floor of the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

First, the demon clan Qingchuan invaded, and then the ancient clan made a comeback, so that both Xiao Zangfeng and Ye Hen also left the Scripture Deposit Pavilion.

Therefore, Qin Feng no longer needed to be secretive. The power in his body surged out into his palm, and he pressed down on the book that recorded the origin of the ancient clan.

For a moment, a transparent light shield appeared on the book, blocking Qin Feng's palm.

A divine light flashed across Qin Feng's eyes, and the Ten Thousand Arts Yuan Shen and the two Yuan Fei in his body exerted force at the same time!

"Boo~"

The next second, the light shield shattered and disappeared. Qin Feng picked up the classics in one hand and started reading.

Ignoring the benefits brought by reading this book, Qin Feng quickly turned to the page recording the ancient clan.

The Ancient Clan, once the overlord of the Xuanhuang Realm, had dozens of Saint Ancestors in the family at its peak, and even three Supreme Beings.

If it is said that those at level 4 or above of the Broken Dao Realm can be ranked as Saint Ancestors.

Then those above the seventh level of the Dao-breaking realm can be called supreme.

However, wherever there is oppression by power, there is resistance.

The various clans in the Xuanhuang Realm that developed secretly became stronger day by day, while the ancient clan's strength finally declined after a million years due to the influence of the violent rule.

On that day, various ethnic groups in the Xuanhuang Realm, led by the Monster Clan, attacked. The sky was stained with blood, the heaven and earth collapsed, and even the heavenly path of the Xuanhuang Realm was shattered and reorganized countless times.

Countless creatures lost their lives in this battle, and the demon clan used this overwhelming resentment to unite all clans to launch the method of time and space exile, and finally banished the ancient clan directly to the time and space turbulence outside the Xuanhuang Realm.

Subsequently, the Xuanhuang Realm entered an era where a hundred flowers bloomed and a hundred races contended, also known as the Age of Chaos.

Although the times ruled by the ancient clan were not very good for all the clans, it must be said that that era was the era when the Xuanhuang world was unified.

But now, without the oppression of the ancient tribes, the conflicts between the various tribes have been brought to the surface from covertly.

Over the endless years, many races that participated in the resistance to the tyranny of the ancient tribes have disappeared in the long river of history, leaving only some of the original powerful tribes.

What's more, after overthrowing the ancient clan, they have been ennobling the clan until they have no plans to be born.

After reading the entire classic, Qin Feng had a rough understanding of the origin of the ancient clan.

The reason why it is approximate is because this classic only records the history of the ancient clan from the time when they ruled the Xuanhuang Realm to their exile, and does not record the origin of the ancient clan.

However, even if he didn't know the origin of this ancient clan, he still had a way to deal with it.

In the void, Zi Kong quickly returned to Jiuxiao Holy Land with a group of powerful men.

"Lin Tang, activate the Nine Heavens Formation at full power!"

"All the powerful men above the semi-sacred realm will join the formation!"

Yang Gan's voice echoed over the Holy Land of Nine Heavens.

"Lord Holy Yang, the powerful men of our Confucian sect have already set off from Zhongzhou. As long as we persist until they arrive, the troubles of this ancient clan will be easily solved!"

Qin Yuan's words made Yang Qian feel a little more stable.

However, he also knew that it would take some time to get from Zhongzhou to Donghuang, and it would also take some time to get from Donghuang to Jiuxiao Holy Land.

Although the two periods of time add up to a short time, facing the top powerhouses like the Ancient Clan, every second they persist is like a year.

Even so, Yang Qian still thanked Qin Yuan and other outstanding talents in Zhongzhou.

There are powerful people from Taixuan Holy Land, Dao Sect, and Qingcheng Sect who escape from the sky and rush towards Jiuxiao Holy Land.

"Fortunately, those guys from before left marks here, otherwise you really wouldn't be able to locate the location of this Xuanhuang Realm."

"It's just that we have to deal with the demon clan first, right?"

The two ancient tribesmen walked leisurely in the void, seemingly in no hurry to destroy the Nine Heavens Holy Land.

The Fat Ancient Clan looked at the middle-aged Ancient Clan and said.

"You really don't have anything else on your mind except eating. Can you feel the aura of the demon clan in this Eastern Wasteland?"

"Before, some ancestor of the demon clan took four people from my clan who had just broken through the Dao realm to do something. As a result, the souls of those four people were directly shattered, and they could not die anymore."

"I estimate that at that time, the demon clan in the Eastern Wasteland will be eradicated."

The people of the ancient tribe didn't know that the demon clan in the Eastern Wilderness had been wiped out many years ago, and the Eastern Wilderness had always been demon-free.

"Moreover, compared to the scattered demon clan, the human race is a greater threat."

"After all, a supreme being was born among the human race. After so many years, I don't know how the strength of the human race has grown."

"Although our clan has gained a foothold in the turbulence of time and space and has become stronger than before, we cannot underestimate the strong men in the Xuanhuang Realm."

"However, we also want to thank the various tribes in the Xuanhuang Realm. Without them, our ancient tribe would not have become stronger!"

A stern smile appeared on the middle-aged ancient clan's face.

"So, wouldn't it be nice to repay them by letting them die in fear!"

The fat ancient tribe laughed, and then the middle-aged ancient tribe also looked up to the sky and smiled.

The terrifying fluctuations shook the sky, and its strength was much stronger than the original You Jing.

The problem is that You Whale was at the second level of the Dao Breaking Realm at the time.

And these two people seemed to be just ordinary second-level Dao-Breaking Realm, but their strength actually matched those of Qingchuan, a third-level Dao-Breaking Realm.

Just as the aura of the ancient tribe erupted in the Eastern Wasteland, not only the Zhongzhou human race, but also all major races including the Zhongzhou demon tribe, had strong men opening their eyes.

Zhongzhou, Halloween Mountain!

"Ancient Clan!"

"Ancient Clan!!"

"These guys are here again, they will definitely come to us first!"

A demon clan saint ancestor roared.

"That hybrid demon clan that deserves to be killed, if it weren't for him, how could the ancient clan have located themselves in the Xuanhuang Realm!"

"Now is not the time to complain. Send people to take care of those two ancient tribes, and then remove the marks they left."

Another demon clan saint ancestor spoke.