The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

In any case.

In the entire Northern Galaxy Domain, the existence of the Ancient God Clan is notorious, belonging unequivocally to those who should not be provoked.

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This moment.

Right next to the teleportation platform in the Ancient World, a flash of light suddenly flickered.

“Eh… A bloodline inheritor from the Lower Realm has ascended.”

“Alas, after so many years, an inheritor has finally appeared, but one wonders which clansman has perished outside!”

“Our Ancient God Clan only releases their origin on their own accord and gives birth to bloodline inheritors when they meet with accidental death. One can never be sure how many inheritors will emerge this time.”

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All the members of the Ancient God Clan who were passing by the teleportation platform stopped and gathered to catch a glimpse of what the newly appeared bloodline inheritor looked like.

It’s worth mentioning that.

Besides the most fundamental way of procreating by having children, the Ancient God Clan also has a very special method known as: bloodline inheritors.

When a member of the Ancient God Clan perishes outside, they generally leave behind a wisp of obsession containing their origin. This obsession chooses a creature that shares a destiny with them and invokes the origin to transform this creature into a member of the Ancient God Clan.

“You all, keep it down and contain your qi, or this newly ascended inheritor won’t be able to bear it.”

A stern reprimanding voice sounded.

One saw a tall young man with a scar on his forehead, striding toward the front of the teleportation platform.

“Greetings to Senior Brother Zhang Zhen!”

“Greetings to Senior Brother Zhang Zhen!”

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The crowd of Ancient God Clan onlookers hurriedly saluted the young man who had spoken and reprimanded them, and each began to restrain their qi.

It’s worth mentioning that.

Once one’s cultivation reaches a certain realm, the barrier of ‘language’ no longer exists. Take this ‘Zhang Zhen’ from the Ancient God Clan, for example; the reason he is called Zhang Zhen is that his name has been translated into the language of Water Blue Star using the Ancient Divine Language.

This moment.

Zhang Zhen stood guard at the entrance of the teleportation platform, his eyes closed as he quietly waited for the new inheritor to arrive.

Moments later.

The faint light suddenly intensified, accompanied by a wave of fluctuations that followed, and one could see a figure slowly emerging from the teleportation array.

All eyes turned to see.

Dressed in a dark cyan robe, the attire was nothing remarkable, but in the young man’s hand, he held a ‘furry’ stick that still emanated a hint of Chaos qi.

“Eh… This inheritor’s appearance is quite similar to our Ancient Gods. Could it be… a widow from another clansman who died outside?”

“Yeah, past inheritors didn’t resemble Ancient Gods that much!”

“It seems he’s likely a child of our clan that was lost outside.”

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The onlookers were abuzz with discussions, none having anticipated that this inheritor was not only an inheritor but also a clansman of the Ancient God Clan who had been lost outside.

In fact.

In the long history of the Ancient God Clan, cases like this, where one is both an inheritor and a clansman, have not been unheard of, though they are quite rare.

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This moment.

Xuanqing was somewhat bewildered.

How had he just logged into the game and already been surrounded by so many intimidating burly men?

He could sense waves of powerful qi emanating from these onlookers, feeling as though each could easily overpower him.

“You’ve had your fun watching, why don’t you disperse now?”

Seeing Xuanqing’s dumbfounded look, Zhang Zhen thought the many clansmen might have frightened the boy and quickly scolded the rubbernecking crowd.

“Understood, Senior Brother Zhang Zhen.”

“Let’s disperse, disperse!”

“Haah~ I’m so sleepy…”

It wasn’t until the last god of Ancestor Yun’s lineage, yawning and drowsy, had dispersed that the vicinity of the teleportation platform finally quieted down.

At this moment.

Zhang Zhen tried to soften his expression and turned his gaze to Xuanqing on the platform, asking:

“Kid, how old are you, and who is your father?”

???

“Hmm?”

Xuanqing’s mouth twitched slightly.

Could it be that they took him for a fool, asking such a question right from the start?

However.

Maybe it was just that he was uninformed, or perhaps it was typical of the Ancient God Clan to question everyone returning to the group this way?

With this thought in mind,

Xuanqing’s expression softened as he immediately spoke up, “Reporting to Senior Brother Zhang Zhen, I am Xuanqing, hundreds of years old, my father… um… could be considered a descendant of Pangu; my inheritance is also from Pangu.”

When mentioning his father, he hesitated slightly, for on Water Blue Star, he had been an orphan with no parents since childhood, yet he still spoke a name related to Pangu according to his current lineage.

However.

After Zhang Zhen had heard this speech,

his body trembled, his eyes filled with an incredulous look, before he exclaimed,

“Is it… is it the Peak Master Pangu of Pan God Peak?”

“That should be him, he had once said that once I return to the clan’s territory, I must join the Pan God Peak.”

Xuanqing pondered for a moment.

Judging by the expression on Senior Brother Zhang Zhen’s face, it seemed that Pangu God was indeed a very well-known existence within the Ancient God Clan?

“Ss…”

Zhang Zhen, upon receiving the confirmation, couldn’t help but gasp in shock, his face changing dramatically as he shouted at the top of his lungs:

“Oh my heavens… The Master of Pan God Peak has actually perished, the Master of Pan God Peak has actually perished…”

Instantly,

his loud voice was deafening, spreading very far and wide; many of the ancient gods who were practicing abruptly had their training interrupted, becoming furious, but then suddenly paid attention to the content of this shout.

The Master of Pan God Peak… has actually perished?

“Ah… The Master of Pan God Peak has actually perished, what happened?”

“Let’s go and see, the sound seems to have come from the Teleportation Platform, could it be that the inheritor of Pan God Peak has appeared?”

“Is it true? The Master of Pan God Peak was the most likely to ascend to the position of Ancestor in the recent Yuan Year; how could such a powerful figure perish?”

“Everybody, hurry and take a look, it seems to be the inheritor of Pan God Peak, or perhaps the descendant of the Peak Master.”

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In an instant,

from the Teleportation Platform as the center, myriads of people from the Ancient God Clan converged from all directions.

They were initially shocked by the news of the fall of the Master of Pan God Peak, and then they became curious about the inheritor and descendants of the same.

When a throng of people from the Ancient God Clan came surging towards the Teleportation Platform, they found that a semi-transparent barrier had gone up around it.

Inside the barrier, there was a young man in a long robe, holding a staff-like magic treasure, and standing beside this young man was…

Standing beside him was… ah… Ancestor Huang!!!!!

Ancestor Huang??

Everyone was shocked, quickly kneeling on one knee, and respectfully shouting, “We pay our respects to Ancestor Huang!”

Since the mysterious Chieftain of the Ancient God Clan had disappeared, the entire Ancient God Clan had been ruled by three Ancestors, who were the most authoritative and powerful beings in the whole group.

“Disperse!”

Accompanied by a hoary voice, the Ancient God clan members, regardless of which branch, all dispersed and returned the way they came.

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After everyone had dispersed,

the semi-transparent barrier slowly opened, revealing the two inside; besides Xuanqing, there stood a lean, middle-aged man with deep eyes—none other than Ancestor Huang of the Ancient God Clan.

“Child, seeing that you have come from the Netherworld, could it be that the little guy Pangu… perished there?”

Upon uttering these words,

Xuanqing was startled, as he hadn’t expected the elder of the Ancient God Clan to see through his origin so easily and even inquire about Pangu.

After pondering for a while,

he felt it was best to be honest with such a being, and besides… apart from the Immortal Cultivation Game Login Device, there wasn’t much else to hide.

With this thought at heart,

Xuanqing immediately spoke up, “Reporting to Ancestor Huang, my Father God did not perish in the Dark Realm, but in the Endless Chaos, although… not in the Northern Galaxy Domain.”

Not in the Northern Galaxy Domain?

On hearing this,

a hint of surprise flickered in Ancestor Huang’s profound eyes, then he continued to ask, “Not in the Northern Galaxy Domain? Could it be in some other domain of the Milky Way? But why have we of the Ancient God Clan not received any news?”

“It’s like this…” Xuanqing took a deep breath, then started to recount the story…..