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In the ancient palace, more and more experts gathered here. Among them were many youngsters, all of them had curiosity in their eyes as they stared at Qin Wentian.

They had heard of too many legends with regards to their tribe. They knew the weightage the Saint Lord carried but when they saw how young Qin Wentian was, they felt extremely interesting.

"Gather those of our tribe and head to the ancestral lands." The middle-aged man’s voice rang out, instantly permeating this entire space. Experts from all directions started to move as the people in this world headed to a specific location. At the same time, there were some who waited on the experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. That middle-aged man then spoke to Qin Wentian, "Saint Lord, as in accordance with your status, you might need to go with me alone into the ancestral lands. I can explain matters to the Saint Lord there then."

Qin Wentian mused for a moment before he nodded, "Sure."

"Take good care of our guests." The middle-aged man commanded before bringing Qin Wentian and soaring towards a direction.

"Senior, is this place a world?" Qin Wentian curiously asked.

"Saint Lord, my name is Qi Dongliu, you can call me by my name directly, there’s no need to refer to me as senior." Qi Dongliu hurriedly stated. "This place is indeed a world, but it cannot stand equal to the particle worlds out there. This is a place the first-generation Saint Lord prepared for our tribe to live in safely. He sealed this place and created three worlds for us."

"Three worlds?" Qin Wentian asked, with a bewildered look on his face.

"Yes, three worlds. This is the first world. There’s still the second and third world." Qi Dongliu explained. This caused Qin Wentian’s eyes to flicker, he couldn’t help but to think back to the other two bronze gates. Could it be that these three bronze gates corresponded to the three worlds Qi Dongliu was speaking of?

Qi Dongliu brought Qin Wentian along as they sped past several caverns. After some time, they came to a place of desolation that seemed akin to an ancient battlefield with stone platforms and huge rocks and mountains all around. At this moment, many people stood atop the mountains around the area. Their bodies exuded a vast aura as their qi and blood could be strongly felt. Their eyes shone with spirit and a powerful will, it was clear that these people all possessed overwhelming combat prowess.

Qi Dongliu brought Qin Wentian to the mountain before the central stone platform. Staring at the others, Qi Dongliu spoke, "Why are you guys not paying respect to the Saint Lord yet?"

"We pay our respects to Saint Lord." Everyone stared at Qin Wentian before dipping into a bow. However, Qin Wentian discovered that the eyes of some of these people weren’t sincere and was filled with the intent to battle when they stared at him.

"Saint Lord please don’t be offended. These young fellows lack a heart of reverence to the history of our tribe. However, the people of our tribe are all good men. Even if they don’t sincerely respect you in their hearts, they would never do something openly disrespectful or go against you."

Qi Dongliu spoke, his words causing Qin Wentian’s eyes to flicker. What a tyrannical tribe name these people had.

"Battle Saint Tribe!" Qin Wentian mumbled. There were many ancient clans and tribes in the immortal realms. An example were the Southern Phoenix Clan, Ying Clan and the Jiang Clan, all of these were major clans that had lasted countless years. Other than them, there were naturally many other ancient powers in the entire immortal realms but for an ancient power daring to name themselves with the shocking name of ’Battle Saint Tribe,’ there was only a rare few.

"Right, the Battle Saint Tribe." Qi Dongliu nodded, he then continued to explain, "Saint Lord should still not know about the fact that our tribe existed. Our tribe also has no idea of the current outside world. But according to our ancient records and ancestral teachings, we know that once in the past, we are the ultimate tribe who stood at the peak of countless worlds, peering with disdain down at everything under the heavens, and having unparalleled combat prowess."

When they heard Qi Dongliu’s words, the eyes of the young experts at the top of the different peaks all gleamed with sharpness as they felt hot blood coursing through their veins. The legend of their glorious past has been branded into their minds ever since they were kids. The ancestral teachings taught them never to forget their identity, never to forget how strong they once were. Maybe one day, they would be able to climb back up to the peak.

"Battle Saint Tribe, an ancient powerful tribe who stood at the peak of the world?" Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered, he recalled the memories his father left for him in his mind. The clan which he father turned his back upon, was that clan also a power that was similar to this?

"Naturally, all that is already history. From now on, other than the story reminding us of our glorious past, it has no more use to it." Qi Dongliu suddenly stated again, sounding disappointed. "From the ancient records and ancestral teachings, we knew that countless years ago, a great change occured and our tribe was met with a calamity. The Battle Saint Sacred Bones which were the most important to our people, were all plundered away from us. Our clan was narrowly completely annihilated, but luckily our ancestor managed to escape with his life which then led to the current Battle Saint Tribe you see today."

Qin Wentian believed Qi Dongliu’s words. No matter how powerful a clan or tribe was, through the long river of time, there would be moments when they were at the peak of the mountain. How many powerful tribes and clans were there in the entire universe? After million years of evolution and changes, who could guarantee that any tribe would remain as strong and invincible as they were?

This layer of immortal realms was once dominated by several Ancient Emperors before but their empire eventually also collapsed and fell apart. Outstanding heroes appeared throughout time and time could change everything. How many powerful ancient clans have disappeared into history with no one else remembering their names? Seeing that the Battle Saint Tribe could still have a faction remaining until this day, was actually considered something very fortunate.

"Our clan wasn’t wiped out completely and survived with luck. This was all due to the first-generation Saint Lord’s help. In order for us to evade the calamity, the first-generation Saint Lord suggested that we move in here and sever all connections with the outside world. Only the Saint Lords of differing generations would be able to enter here and he can bring out a number of our tribe members to roam the world outside. At the same time, he has to aid us in our ultimate goal - to find the Battle Saint Sacred Bone that was stolen from our Battle Saint Ancestor through a battle all those years ago."

"Why don’t you guys exit this place all together?" Qin Wentian asked.

"Saint Lord might not know this. Although our tribe members reproduce fast, those who could truly awaken the bloodline of the Battle Saint Tribe and grow a Battle Saint Sacred Bone were all extremely rare. Saint Lord has already seen the people here. These people are the rare few who has a Battle Saint Sacred Bone between the times of yours and the previous generation Saint Lord’s arrival. Naturally this is only the first world. There are some with the Battle Saint Sacred Bone who have already advanced to the second and third world.

Qin Wentian stared at his surroundings as he frowned, "Aren’t these too few in number?"

"The number of those who awaken the bloodline in the first world cannot be compared to the upper worlds. Because after entering the immortal king realm, our tribe members would all choose to head to the second and third world. In addition, our talent is naturally high and there are many who can step into the immortal king realm. Hence, the people you see here are mostly the younger ones. In the future when Saint Lord arrives at the second world, you would be able to see even more tribe members." Qi Dongliu spoke. Qin Wentian also had long noticed that the people here were all at the immortal-foundation realm. So it turned out that most of them have already left and headed to the second world.

"So my conjecture was right. The other two bronze gates are connected to the upper worlds. That should be so in order to prevent weaker people from entering." Qin Wentian mused silently.

"Qi Dongliu, didn’t you say earlier that the Battle Saint Sacred Bone of your ancestor was stolen in combat? Why would the tribe members still be able to grow one?" Qin Wentian asked in confusion.

"According to our ancient records, the Sacred Bone plundered from our ancestor was the most important inheritance for our tribe. It contained boundless profound secrets of the Great Dao and there was a chance that it would be able to be passed on to our descendants. Through the generations, there would always be a Battle Saint King born among us. But naturally after that calamity and our Inheritance Sacred Bone was stolen away, our tribe was no longer able to produce a Saint Battle King and our talent dwindled too much, our potential reduced to merely this extent." Qi Dongliu sighed, his words causing Qin Wentian’s heart to tremble.

If what Qi Dongliu said was the truth, considering the fact that the people with the Battle Saint Sacred Bones of this era are all still able to step into the immortal king realm despite the fact that their talents have been weakened, how powerful was the Battle Saint Tribe then? They must be a tribe who stood at the very peak. The glorious era of past times was truly hard to imagine.

"Back then, the first-generation Saint Lord took on a huge risk and faced dangers to his life just to aid us in our survival despite having no further requests and he was unwilling to allow our name to fade in history. Our entire tribe is filled with endless gratitude for the great kindness the first-generation Saint Lord has shown us and we divulged the unique Battle Saint Art of our tribe, allowing him to study it. The first-generation Saint Lord was truly an extraordinary character, he was able to gain more insights from our Battle Saint Art and created and evolved it into a supremely strong ability. Saint Lord, the inheritance you obtained should be none other than that ability the first-generation Saint Lord had created."

Qi Dongliu continued, "Also, the ancestor and the first-generation Saint Lord had an agreement. In the future, the members of our tribe would aid his successors, regarding them as Saint Lord. The Saint Lords of each generation would be able to mobilize half of our entire strength to roam the outside world. For those who remained here, they would continue to reproduce in peace and safety. The members of our tribe would regard the Saint Lord as our master but we hope that he would be able to aid us to grow as well. Those who went out together with the previous Saint Lords wouldn’t return to us anymore. Other than supporting the Saint Lord, they were tasked with investigating the disappearance of our Inheritance Sacred Bone, and entrusted with the mission of returning our tribe to its former glory."

Qin Wentian’s gaze flickered as he suddenly asked, "What if many Saint Lords appeared in the same generation?"

"That isn’t likely to happen. The first-generation Saint Lord said before that for those who could obtain his secret art and open the gates to arrive here, their talent could only be described as tyrannical and they were destined to dominate the immortal realms. For people like that, only a rare few would appear in the same generation. Even if there were plenty of characters like that, it was impossible for them to gain the inheritance at the same time. With such odds, the probability of it happening was basically nil. But if that really happened, we would just have two Saint Lords then." Qi Dongliu smiled. Qin Wentian’s eyes gleamed with sharpness. The talent to dominate the entire immortal realms?

The first-generation Saint Lord was truly confident.

So it turned out that God’s Hand wasn’t created by Ancient Emperor Yi. It was someone from a generation before Emperor Yi who created it - the first-generation Saint Lord.

Qin Wentian suddenly recalled a character. He then asked, "Are you guys acquainted with Emperor Yu?"

Emperor Yu was rumored to be the servant of Ancient Emperor Yi.

And those from the Battle Saint Tribe termed Emperor Yi as the second-generation Saint Lord.

"Yu!" Qi Dongliu’s eyes flickered, "I once looked through the ancient records. The previous generation Saint Lord brought a member of our tribe named Yu out when he roamed the world. I do not know if there’s any connection between these.

"In that case, it’s most probably right." Qin Wentian smiled. So it turns out that Emperor Yu isn’t merely protecting the secret art of God’s Hand, he was protecting his tribe members as well. In that case, those experts around Emperor Yu, were they all from the Battle Saint Tribe too?