My Descendants Are My Power

"Blackwood has gone to the Sky Sect, maybe they\'ve already wiped them out, haha, I definitely made the right choice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple said, "Elder, what if a Competent master gathers strength and wipes out Blackwood?"

"Shut your trap, don\'t mess with my focus! Blackwood is a worthy ally!"

Scott gritted his teeth, glaring so fiercely that the disciple quickly lowered his head.

[Azure Cloud Pavilion]

Originally suppressed by Olivia to the point where they dared not move, the sect members all looked towards the direction of the Sky Sect. At this moment, the Developing Skill masters within their ranks gathered, revealing that there were actually over a dozen of them—Azure Cloud Pavilion had always been hiding their true strength!

Inside the grand hall of Azure Cloud Pavilion, the sect leader\'s command had been set down, and Frank, preparing to flee back to his family to live out his days as an elder, furrowed his brows, "Azure Cloud Pavilion is done for. Thirteen thousand years, alas, who knows who the next Pavilion Master will be."

He ran off without looking back, just like Stephen did.

"Smart folks like Stephen have fled; who knows what will happen next. It\'s too risky."

"After I get back, I\'ll immediately have my family sever all ties with Azure Cloud Pavilion."

[Gratitude Village]

"Grandpa Dennis, what\'s happening over there?"

Above the clouds, Nicholas pointed in the direction of the mushroom cloud rising from the Sky Sect, right after the earthquake, and Grandpa Dennis took him up to the sky to see.

"Sky Sect?"

Dennis stared in the direction of the Sky Sect for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter, lifting Nicholas into his arms, "Hahaha, Nicholas, a new era for Cloudview County has begun, and this era belongs to Blackwood!"

Yes.

This era belongs to Blackwood!

Inside the Sky Sect.

At this moment, all the disciples and the Supreme Elder are using their psychic powers to maintain the Sixth Grade Protective Formation, a formation that hasn\'t been activated for thousands of years. It is now being assaulted by extreme high temperatures and powerful explosive shockwaves, melting and shattering!

Even though measures were already in place to block the intense light and sound, some of the less skilled disciples still suffered, bleeding from all orifices in the moment of the explosion. They saw only a bright light; the world appeared pale, and the sonic boom left them unable to hear anything.

Only the Warren Daoist and some D-level elders could keep their eyes open!

As the huge green pointed cylinder exploded, transitioning from white light to firelight.

He saw it.

Ethan, holding the missile, was disintegrating, followed by the Blackwoods emerging from the Coffin of Direct Death... This explosion was a force capable of threatening the lives of Competent masters!

"Is that a hidden weapon... or a one-time psychic equipment?"

Warren Daoist swallowed hard, glancing at the Sixth Grade Formation of the sect being impacted, spiderweb-like cracks emerging.

While using his psychic power to repair the formation, a smile appeared on Warren Daoist\'s face.

He was feeling fortunate!

If he had really chosen to go against his conscience and stand with the disciples and the three Competents, he might have had to face all this!

"After today, Azure Cloud Pavilion will become a thing of the past, Blackwood oh Blackwood, wanting to replace Azure Cloud Pavilion is not so easy."

Warren Daoist murmured softly, then he looked at the sect that was now suspended in the air, and the mountain peak still crumbling and rolling down stones from about thirty feet high, as well as the sea of fire on the ground.

"Blackwood... formidable."

Warren Daoist sighed deeply, he saw it.

In the sky above the sea of fire, the first coffin was still floating.

On the ground, figures were soaring above the sea of fire!

They were the Lord of Frenzied Blood, the third generation of Blackwoods, including Nathan. Their figures emerged from the dark, breaking through the sea of fire, entering Warren Daoist\'s sight.

"Men who cannot be killed."

Warren Daoist exhaled deeply, having witnessed the bravery of these few Blackwoods during the explosion. With their flesh and blood, they desperately blocked the three Competents, but now, they reappeared in the world.

They were not only unafraid of death, their cultivation in front of Competents was like ants, yet they were fearless, which is truly terrifying!

Then.

Above the clouds shrouded in white mist, one after another, Blackwoods appeared!

The three-tailed fox demon Luna.

Sword King Lucas, a giant red-crowned tree taller than today\'s Sky Sect, a giant serpent wrapped around the trunk flashing with lightning.

A woman entwined with vines standing on the branches, the Julian couple cuddling on a silver AI Bionic Robot, Olivia flying in the sky in a wheelchair...

The first two generations of Blackwoods were not surprised by such a scene.

They seemed to control everything.

No.

Not because of this confidence, but because of the Cards in their hands, the Cards that could make a mysterious person appear like fog.

The scenes just now were vivid in their minds, the Yin-Yang fish diagram, teleportation, the five elements of heaven and earth... and that weapon that could destroy everything.

Their confidence came from that Cards, and also from their most sincere belief!

Following that.

Information indicated that the fourth generation descendants of Blackwood were coming from all directions, compared to the composure of the Blackwood elders, the fourth generation was more excited, seemingly witnessing such mighty power for the first time!

When the Daoist from the Nine Shadows first laid eyes on the young elites of Blackwood mentioned in the reports, a flicker of envy passed through his gaze.

The Sky Sect had its share of promising youths, but compared to the Blackwood progeny, they seemed somewhat lacking. It wasn\'t a matter of talent, but rather... their vision, their temperament! check-out-MvLeMpYr

These were merely Emerging Abilities, and yet a few among them possessed Iron Wills. Facing the current scene, they showed no fear whatsoever. In their eyes, there was only a murderous intent, as if facing a Competent was no big deal at all.

This was a family that had tread a path stained with blood, built upon a foundation of corpses. Any one of them, placed in any other faction, could extend its influence for a hundred, even a thousand years!

"If only these were my disciples..." the Nine Shadows Daoist murmured, then turned his head to glance at the panic-stricken disciples of the Sky Sect.

Looking back at the protective great formation outside the sect, spared by the people of Blackwood, only to see Daoist Wesley, who had been left with only his upper body, dragging his intestines in front of the sect gate, he shook his head and sighed.