Chapter 457: What's to Fear?

It wasn’t just the Grand Elder. The rest of the Meteor Sect had fallen into despair as well.

This time, they were well and truly finished.

Seeing the dejected members of the Meteor Sect, the King of Reincarnation sneered and said, “Old Monster Ding, Wang Teng, Patriarch Wei, you lot can go now. I’ll give you half a day to bring the Meteor Ancestor’s Divine-level secret before me.”

The Fallen Star Sect Master and the Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Elders were all heavily injured. The rest posed no threat and were in no position to take on any significant responsibility.

There was no need to hold back Old Monster Ding and his group any longer.

The Meteor Sect was now just a pile of rubble that he could crush at will.

“Yes!”

Old Monster Ding taunted the Fallen Star Sect Master, “I told you long ago to submit to the great King of Reincarnation, but you just wouldn’t listen. Now, not only will your ancestor’s Divine-level secret belong to him, but you’ll all have to die as well.”

“Lackey!”

The Fallen Star Sect Master cursed in fury.

Old Monster Ding roared with laughter. “Hahaha! Go on, curse all you want. The more you curse, the more you reveal your desperation. I’m going in first. If I happen to find your ancestor’s remains, I wouldn’t mind dragging them out to desecrate the corpse.”

“You…”

The Fallen Star Sect Master’s eyes blazed with a fury that could almost spew fire.

However, it was all for naught.

Old Monster Ding and his men continued to laugh as they headed toward the Meteor Dojo.

But suddenly…

An indifferent voice drifted out from the Meteor Dojo. “Desecrate my corpse? With trash like you?”

BOOM!

Everyone scrambling to get into the Meteor Dojo was blasted back out by a powerful force.

Some were even instantly pulverized into a bloody mist.

Immediately after, an immense Holy Might enveloped everyone present.

“Heavens, it’s a Saint-level Powerhouse!”

The faces of everyone present drained of color.

Even the King of Reincarnation himself was filled with utter shock.

‘When did the Meteor Sect get a Saint-level Powerhouse?’

And this was no ordinary Saint-level Powerhouse.

The sheer Holy Might that erupted was far beyond the King of Reincarnation’s own—a hundred times stronger, in fact.

Mixed within the Holy Might was a terrifying, bone-chilling aura.

This aura surpassed all else.

“Sect Leader, is this…”

The Grand Elder asked, his voice filled with confusion.

The Fallen Star Sect Master said grimly, “Don’t ask me. I don’t know who this person is either.”

“What? Even you don’t know?”

the Grand Elder said in astonishment.

He had originally thought this was a Saint-level master secretly invited by the Fallen Star Sect Master to help the Meteor Sect defeat the King of Reincarnation.

But as it turned out, the Fallen Star Sect Master himself had no idea.

‘Then who could it be?’

The Second Elder paused to think, then said, “Sect Leader, do you think it’s possible that it’s…”

“The Meteor Ancestor?”

The Fallen Star Sect Master guessed boldly.

The Second Elder nodded. “Just now, Old Monster Ding threatened to desecrate our Meteor Ancestor’s corpse. Then this person suddenly appeared and rebuked him, so…”

The more the Fallen Star Sect Master thought about it, the more shocked he became.

‘If it truly is the Meteor Ancestor, then the Meteor Sect might be saved today!’

At this thought, the Fallen Star Sect Master’s eyes lit up, and he stared intently at the entrance of the Meteor Dojo.

Soon, an elderly figure emerged from the Meteor Dojo.

The old man’s eyes were like the starry sky itself.

He exuded such a powerful aura that even the Saint-level King of Reincarnation couldn’t help but pale.

“Senior, you are…”

The Fallen Star Sect Master stepped forward to ask.

The old man stated indifferently, “I am the Meteor Ancestor!”

“What? You’re really our ancestor?”

The Fallen Star Sect Master cried out.

Everyone else present was also stunned.

The Meteor Ancestor, a Divine-level being from thirty thousand years ago, had actually appeared today.

Even as just a Residual Soul, his appearance was enough to leave everyone thunderstruck.

“We pay our respects to the Ancestor!”

The Fallen Star Sect Master hurriedly knelt.

The Grand Elder and the others came up behind the Fallen Star Sect Master and prostrated themselves before the Meteor Ancestor, their reverence absolute.

“You are the current Sect Leader of the Meteor Sect?”

the Meteor Ancestor asked.

The Fallen Star Sect Master replied, “This disciple is unworthy. It is only through the blessings of our ancestors that I have been able to lead the Meteor Sect.”

“Sigh… Rise.”

The Meteor Ancestor sighed.

‘The current Fallen Star Sect Master only has the Cultivation of a Semi-Saint. No wonder others have come knocking at their door.’

‘It seems the Meteor Sect has truly fallen into decline.’

The Fallen Star Sect Master could see the disdain in the Meteor Ancestor’s eyes but didn’t dare to voice a single complaint, remaining standing in silent obedience.

“However, that is no reason for others to bully our Meteor Sect.”

The Meteor Ancestor’s eyes turned to the King of Reincarnation, filled with an icy chill.

The King of Reincarnation’s gaze was grim. “You’re the Meteor Ancestor who died in the Great Descent War thirty thousand years ago?”

“The very same,”

the Meteor Ancestor said calmly.

As a Divine-level Powerhouse, he should have been reigning supreme over the Cangxuan Realm thirty thousand years ago, but he happened to encounter the Descent.

After the Descent began, he fought his opponent for ten days and ten nights to protect the Cangxuan Realm.

He could have slain his foe.

But just as he was about to succeed, he was ambushed from behind, struck in a vital spot, and fell in battle.

If the one who ambushed him were still in the Cangxuan Realm, they would likely also be at the Divine Level by now.

“This fellow is the King of Reincarnation from Yama Hall, I presume?”

The Meteor Ancestor asked, gesturing toward the King of Reincarnation.

The Fallen Star Sect Master said in surprise, “Ancestor, you know of him?”

“Su Xiaoyou was the one who told me!”

the Meteor Ancestor said nonchalantly.

Hm?

The Fallen Star Sect Master’s eyelids twitched violently.

‘Young friend?’

Normally, an elder like the Meteor Ancestor should address Su Mo as a junior, not as a “young friend.”

“Young friend” was a term for equals.

In other words, the Meteor Ancestor acknowledged Su Mo’s strength and considered him worthy of being treated as a peer.

This left the Fallen Star Sect Master utterly astonished.

From that perspective, it meant he, the Sect Leader, was actually several generations junior to Su Mo.

“Su Mo? You mean that little bastard from Qingyang City?”

the King of Reincarnation asked, his rage uncontrollable.

He was all too familiar with the name Su Mo.

Su Mo was the only person who had ever had others take turns slapping him, nearly beating him to the point of mental collapse.

“You have a feud with Su Xiaoyou?”

the Meteor Ancestor asked with curiosity.

The King of Reincarnation’s eyes spat fire. “Yes, I have a feud with him! I’ve sworn to kill him.”

“You think you’re worthy?”

The Meteor Ancestor’s face was filled with contempt.

The King of Reincarnation roared at Old Monster Ding and the others, “What are you standing around for? Get in there and drag that brat Su Mo to me! I’m not only going to skin him and rip out his tendons, I’m going to tear him into ten thousand pieces!”

“Remember, I want him alive! If any of you dare to kill Su Mo yourselves, you’ll answer to me! Su Mo must die by my own hand.”

“Yes!”

Old Monster Ding and the others shot a wary glance at the Meteor Ancestor, then quickly ducked into the Meteor Dojo to hunt down Su Mo.

The Grand Elder asked, “Ancestor, shouldn’t we go in and help?”

“Help with what?”

the Meteor Ancestor asked lightly.

The Grand Elder said with concern, “Besides that Ding the Dog who just threatened to desecrate your corpse, they have three other Semi-Saints with them. I’m worried…”

“Afraid? What the hell is there to be afraid of?!”

The Meteor Ancestor said contemptuously, “Forget those guys. Even if this bald-headed King of Reincarnation went himself, he wouldn’t be able to touch a single hair on Su Xiaoyou’s head.”