920 Responsibility

While the four clans were choosing elders and summoning their descendant, Li Yunmu was standing on a high platform in the colosseum. Rat and other three gods were standing behind him while the Ground Clan's descendants were underneath. The difference from before was that each and every one of the Ground Clan's descendants was wearing proper clothes with a lively gaze.

Less than a few days after the Ground Clan was established, Li Yunmu had left after sharing all the future plans with Rat. Madam, who was in charge of the spinning and weaving unit, then summoned the women of Ground Clan to choose a few with dexterous hands and started getting clothes knitted day and night. Other people were chosen for construction and forging metal.

The enthusiasm in the Ground Clan ran high, and everyone worked against the clock to collect credit points and exchange them for martial arts. Some of the Ground Clan's brightest descendants then advanced to flux experts.

Such a great transformation could only happen because of the sixth ancestor standing on the platform.

"Today, I ask everyone to leave their work and come to the colosseum. I have to announce something. This matter concerns your future as well as mine—"

Before Li Yunmu could finish, a loud sound rang, and the entire colosseum shook. The Ground Clan's descendants looked around in confusion, not knowing what was happening. Li Yunmu paused for a moment to look at the sky above, then turned back to the crowd below.

"What you all sensed just now is related to what I wanted to say.

"I'm not someone from Lanlou and I'm not from Asura City. I only came here to obtain something. That matter is finished now, and the loud sound from just a moment ago tells that Asura and the five ancient gods have begun fighting. The second battle of gods has started. Therefore, I want to ask you all, whether you want to follow me or remain in Asura City."

After he said this, the Ground Clan's descendants standing underneath with confusion on their faces were startled. The sixth ancestor's words were extremely unexpected, and they were unable to understand them for a moment.

Once they grasped what was being said though, they began to discuss whether to stay in Asura City where they had been living their whole life or follow the sixth ancestor who has given them another life.

Li Yunmu waited calmly. The matter of moving was difficult to comprehend for the descendants of Ground Clan in a short time.

Once they discussed the matter, they raised their heads to look at Li Yunmu and spoke in unison. "Regardless of you are, whether you are from Asura City or not, you gave us a new life. You are our lord ancestor, so wherever you go, we will follow."

Their crisp and resonant voices reverberated through the colosseum.

"Good, good, good."

Li Yunmu felt a great amount of responsibility after hearing the clear voice of Ground Clan's descendants. Back when he had saved his Earth, he had the mentality of saving his own family and that was it. Right now, however, the Ground Clan's descendants put their complete trust in him, which made him want to bring them to Earth.

Li Yunmu extended his hand, and it stretched like a snake toward the colosseum stage. It then enlarged to the size of a small mountain. A small crack was in his palm. It pulled apart and formed a huge gate.

"Enter the heavenly world and wait until I bring you to your new home."

When he said that, all the disciples of Ground Clan entered the heavenly world. After a long time, when the final person went inside, Li Yunmu pulled back his palm.

Rat arrived then and looked at Li Yunmu. "Lord, what to do now?"

"Go outside Asura City,"Li Yunmu said and leaped into the sky.

Rat and the other three followed behind. They turned into rays of light flying outside Asura City.

When they arrived outside Asura City, the four clan patriarchs as well as many elders were standing at the gate and looking at the battle of the ancestors in midair with dignified expressions. Li Yunmu led Rat and the other three to the front. He stopped side by side with the four clan patriarchs and Ashbi.

"I believe the Ground Clan has many people. It is that which has taken so much of the sixth ancestor's time, so he could only hurry over now."

Patriarch Doro looked from the corner of eye, and a hint of ridicule appeared in his twelve eyes.

"Ground Clan has been established recently, so having four gods is already very good."

"Sixth ancestor, after the battle of ancient gods, the gods of both sides will enter a chaotic melee. I will remind you out of kindness that you should not run around wildly at that time. If the four gods of the Ground Clan die during the chaos of war, it will be extremely ufnortunate."

The four clan patriarchs originally had worried expressions, but when they saw Li Yunmu and the other four arrive, they couldn't help but mock him.

Li Yunmu stood at Ashbi's side with a wooden expression. Rat and the other three behind him, however, looked at the four clan patriarchs with cold eyes and sneers on their faces.

"You all heard the warning of the clan patriarchs. When the chaotic battle begins, you must take advantage of the chaos to survive. After all, the Ground Clan has only four gods. If you die, it would be extremely unfortunate," Li Yunmu said with a faint smile.

The four clan patriarchs snorted, but didn't say anymore. Everyone's gaze turned toward the distorted brilliance in the sky. In the Origin World whose master gods were sealed, the ancient gods were the most formidable existences. Among the seven figures struggling in the sky, each was a peak existence.

The seven ancient gods used divine techniques filled with magnificent divine power one after another, and the space around them distorted. It cracked from the constant barrage of divine techniques being thrown around. The brilliant light was also enough to blind the eyes of gods standing underneath, so they were unable to see how the battle was proceeding.

If any of divine techniques fell down, they could instantly kill the god on which they landed.

A ripple appeared where the ancient gods were fighting and spread in all directions. Wherever it went, the surrounding clouds disappeared, and countless cracks appeared in space. It seemed like it was about to shatter into pieces.

A black shadow flew out from the radiance, but it stopped after retreating a few meters. Once the divine techniques disappeared, the lights faded away, and six ancient gods became visible.

A trail of blood was at the corner of Asura's lips. His hair had come undone, and there were cracks on his golden armour. He cut a sorry figure.

The ancient gods and Brunhilda standing not far away from him were in perfect condition. They were still in their peak state.

In the first clash, Asura had lost by a little.

Among the five ancient gods, Vishnu's figure was fluctuating constantly. Sometimes he would turn into a young girl sitting on an enormous tiger, while at other times, he transformed into a god wearing golden armor and emitting golden light. Regardless of which shape he took though, a cold smile remained at the corner of his lips.

"Asura, you had indeed concealed yourself deeply," he said with ridicule in his voice. "Six ancient gods jointly attacked you, but you still stopped them with only light injuries. It seems that if we hadn't come to fight you and allowed you to develop, I am afraid that we would have been swallowed by you in the end."

Asura sneered, then looked at Vishnu. Soon after, his gaze flitted past the other four gods and he calmly said, "Since you've learned of my strength, retreat now. I will give you ten years to recover from your injuries."