Shi Yan stood before her, utterly still, yet the wounds upon his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, the gashes that had split his flesh wide open had completely closed, leaving only faint streaks of blood across his chest, and even those colors were gradually fading. Since the Undying Martial Spirit entered its third stage, Shi Yan's physical recovery rate had accelerated far beyond its previous speed; he could now mend his injuries in the midst of combat, maintaining an undying physical form.

The Patriarch of the White Wing Clan was utterly stunned, staring at him blankly, his expression dazed, murmuring in disbelief, "It's actually the Undying Divine Body... Could this truly be fate...?" Shi Yan narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with immense confusion, unsure why the White Wing Patriarch was suddenly reacting so strongly. Could it be that the Three Great Divine Blood Kings of antiquity had some lingering connection to this Wing Clan?

Shi Yan pondered this internally, musing for a moment before speaking, "I possess the Undying Martial Spirit, and the blood flowing through me is indeed the same divine blood as the Three Great Divine Kings. Does this concern you in any way?" Yu Rou's eyes gradually regained their clarity. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly nodded.

"The Three Great Divine Blood Kings of antiquity bestowed a great kindness upon our Wing Clan and the Yin Fiend Clan. If not for those three Divine Kings pleading on our behalf, our two clans would not merely have been exiled here; we would have been annihilated." Shi Yan felt a surge of excitement. Looking up, he saw Yu Rou gazing at him with a peculiar expression.

After thinking for a long while, her expression turned complex. "This information comes from our ancestral records. In the past, our ancestors were exiled here and could not find release for ages.

Our ancestors swore an oath: if the Three Great Divine Kings or their descendants could help our two clans leave this place of exile, then our two clans would serve them as masters, obeying their commands for life..." "Oh?" Shi Yan's eyes lit up, and a sudden smile curved his lips. "So you mean, if I can lead your two clans out of this forsaken place, according to the ancestral decree, you must serve me as your master? My understanding is correct?" Yu Rou offered a wry smile and nodded.

"According to the ancestral decree, if you truly manage to accomplish this, we would indeed have to serve you as our master. However, the seas have changed, and so many years have passed. Our ancestors have long since perished.

Those of us currently leading the two clans are too far removed from that era. I do not know if everyone will still adhere to the ancestral decree." Shi Yan was momentarily taken aback. After a brief silence, his gaze fixed intensely on Yu Rou as he asked, "Never mind the others, what about you?

Will you adhere to the ancestral decree?" "I... I don't know." The White Wing Patriarch shook his head, muttering softly to himself, "Could this truly be fate? Could the oath made by our ancestors have actually broken through the shackles of spatial energy and reached the Three Great Divine Kings, leading to the situation today?

Otherwise, why would that boy possess the Heavenly Fire, and also be a descendant of the ancient Divine Kings? Are some things already predetermined in the dark machinations of fate...?" The murmuring of the White Wing Patriarch sounded absent-minded, as if he were lost in profound confusion and inner turmoil, caught between conflicting options. "Besides the Undying Divine King, who were the other two of the Three Great Divine Blood Kings of antiquity?" Shi Yan suddenly inquired.

Even the Profound Ice Cold Flame had been somewhat vague when mentioning the Three Great Divine Blood Kings. Since so much time had passed, now that he had encountered someone who might know ancient secrets, he was certainly unwilling to let the opportunity slip away. "Besides the Undying Divine King, there were the True Dragon Divine King and the Heavenly Poison Divine King.

They possessed the True Dragon Divine Body and the Heavenly Poison Divine Body, respectively. The True Dragon Divine King could transform into a terrifying Divine Dragon, wielding immense, savage power. The Heavenly Poison Divine Blood of the Heavenly Poison Divine King could poison any living being; a single drop of his divine blood could turn oceans into toxic waters, corroding all life within..." The White Wing Patriarch spoke of the secrets of the Three Great Divine Blood Kings with profound solemnity, his tone gentle yet heavy, his face etched with awe.

"The Three Great Divine Kings were peak existences in ancient times. If they had not interceded, our two clans would have been wiped out. Because of this, even though we were exiled here, our ancestors remained grateful, passing down the favor of the Three Great Divine Kings through generations, urging us to remember their immense grace..." "That is excellent," Shi Yan smiled slightly.

"If Di Shan, Duo Long, Kaba, and the others also abide by the ancestral decree and serve me as master after I help you escape this wretched place, hehe, then it would truly be perfect." "Hmph, you wish!" Yu Rou shook her head and chided him. "Those individuals are ambitious and restless, holding high positions. They would never place you in their sights.

If you possessed a cultivation level and strength superior to theirs, perhaps they might reluctantly follow the ancestral decree, but with only the status of the Realm of Position, wishing for them to submit is simply a fool's dream!" After a pause, the White Wing Patriarch added, "It is best you cease displaying any further characteristics of the Undying Divine King's divine blood, or you might meet your end even faster. I will try to probe Di Shan's thoughts regarding the ancestral decree. If Di Shan is still willing to honor it, perhaps you have a small chance.

If even Di Shan refuses to comply, then abandon that thought entirely." With that, Yu Rou mentioned Shi Yan again and, without preamble, soared into the air, heading straight toward the massive stone ancient city of the Yin Fiend Clan. On the ancient city wall. Cao Zhilan, Gu Linglong, Pan Zhe, and Sheng Yanqing—the rising stars from the Endless Sea—were all confined within cages, their faces ashen, their eyes dimmed.

In the Endless Sea, these individuals were all top contenders on the Battle Rankings, holding noble statuses within their respective families, accustomed to having every need catered to. Yet, arriving here, they had become prisoners, facing the possibility of execution at any moment. This feeling of unseen hope had stripped them of their former pride; each huddled in a corner, somewhat fearful and unsteady.

Zha Ji stroked his chin, his sinister gaze drifting uncertainly over the well-defined figures of Cao Zhilan and Gu Linglong. He was contemplating finding a good moment to claim these two women—they both possessed Martial Spirits and profound souls, which would greatly benefit his cultivation. Although Zhai Yanqing possessed an ordinary appearance, her aura was also incredibly strange.

Zha Ji sensed that a secret was concealed beneath her clothes and intended to strip her later to uncover what lay beneath. Xue Fei and Yi Cui Bi exchanged low whispers on the side, occasionally glancing towards Cao Zhilan and the others imprisoned in the cages, exchanging opinions. "Whoosh!

Whoosh!" Figures descended from the sky, suddenly appearing on the section of the city wall where Zha Ji stood. Apart from Kaba, Zha Meng, and Yi Tianmo, the Patriarch of the Black Wing Clan, Di Shan, was also present. Di Shan's arrival greatly surprised Zha Ji, Yi Cui Bi, Xue Fei, and the other Yin Fiend Clan members; they immediately bowed in deference.

As the Patriarch of the Black Wing Clan, Di Shan not only held immense authority but his cultivation was also unfathomably deep. If any conflict arose between the Yin Fiend Clan and the Wing Clan, Di Shan's decision carried critical weight; often, a single word from him could cause the Yin Fiend Clan to bleed rivers. Consequently, the Yin Fiend Clan members feared him deeply.

"Are these the three human women?" Di Shan asked calmly after arriving, narrowing his eyes as he glanced at Cao Zhilan, Gu Linglong, and Cui Yanqing in the cage. "Yes, these are the three human women," Zha Meng confirmed with a nod. "Once that boy arrives, we will let him take these three women." Di Shan nodded lightly, his tone indifferent.

"That boy has good taste; these three human women are indeed quite lovely, rare beauties among humans." Cao Zhilan's delicate face shifted slightly; she subtly sat up straighter, her beautiful eyes darting toward Zhai Yanqing as she listened intently. Zhai Yanqing and Gu Linglong also showed changes in expression, moving slightly with palpable alarm and unease, all paying close attention to the dialogue of these foreign races. Since being imprisoned, it had always been their companions who suffered misfortune.

This fact kept the three women uneasy but not entirely panicked. But this time was different; the focus of these Wing Clan members was clearly upon them. With this realization, the three women genuinely began to worry, their hearts filled with apprehension about what their fate might hold.

"Father, what is this?" Zha Ji asked, slightly displeased. "These three human women were captured by me, yet Father comes..." "Enough nonsense!" Zha Meng sharply cut him off. "Forget about these three human women; we have other arrangements!" "Father!" Zha Ji protested.

"You are dissatisfied?" Di Shan's lips curled slightly as he cast a cool, detached glance at his son, Zha Meng, saying plainly, "You cannot even control your own son, can you?" Zha Meng's face flushed dark with anger as he glared at Zha Ji. Zha Ji trembled but immediately quieted down, nodding helplessly and bowing his head. "Father, I understand.

I will do as you command." "We..." Cao Zhilan stammered, then suddenly looked up at Di Shan without fear. "What arrangements have you made for us?" Di Shan paused briefly, looking strangely at the young woman, then stated coolly, "Young lady, you have courage. Rest assured, we won't take your lives; we merely intend to make use of your bodies." Cao Zhilan, Gu Linglong, and Zhai Yanqing’s faces changed drastically; their delicate bodies trembled, and their beautiful eyes filled with shame and anger.

"Compared to being slaughtered, merely losing your chastity is extremely good fortune," Di Shan stated flatly. "Furthermore, it won't be the men of our Wing Clan or the Yin Fiend Clan who violate you; it will be your own kin. That is even more fortunate for you." "Our...

our own kin?" Zhai Yanqing suddenly questioned, looking startled. "Who?" "You will know shortly." Di Shan's lips twitched, his expression odd, as he deliberately avoided naming Shi Yan. Cao Zhilan and the other two women exchanged glances, their hearts filled with immense dread.

They vaguely guessed something but dared not delve deeper into the thought... "Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sound of wings beating suddenly reached everyone's ears, and soon after, a streak of white divine lightning flashed through the void.

As the lightning passed, the White Wing Clan Patriarch, Yu Rou, descended gracefully from the sky, holding a stern-faced Shi Yan by the hand. Casually tossing Shi Yan down, ignoring his pain, Yu Rou smiled faintly, glancing at the three captive women. She smirked charmingly, "Your taste is indeed not bad; these three girls are indeed quite lovely, each one.

And the masked girl is also quite charming. This boy truly deserves the reputation of a lustful fiend..." "It's... it's you?" Zha Ji trembled, his eyes blazing with hatred.

Cao Zhilan and the other two women couldn't help but tremble slightly, staring dumbly at the fallen Shi Yan, momentarily rendered speechless, unsure how they were supposed to face the target of their pursuit now. PS: I have to travel far today, so only one chapter. I will make up for it tomorrow~ Apologies~