My Descendants Are My Power

"Nathan… Nathan Blackwood"

On Kylin Mountain within Sunshine Mansion, Austin sat in his room.

Outside in the courtyard, numerous Heavenly Path Venerable projections watched a scene unfold—everything happening in Crestwood Hills, Druid territory!

Panic filled the faces of the Heavenly Path projections.

They had witnessed Nathan's Competent Force transforming into Ghostly Gates, his breakthrough from the third level of the thunder tribulation to the fifth level of Basic Mastery, and his ability to kill Shane, a seasoned Basic Mastery Psychic, upon entering the realm.

And then there was… Nathan's forbidden corpse refinement technique!

It had been over a century since the Blackwoods had last revealed themselves, and it just so happened to be two years before Phil would use his psychic power to open the Heavenly Path Psychic Sanctuary.

Nathan, now possessing Basic Mastery power, had sensed their observation.

But instead of stopping them, he…

…simply stared back at them, his expression unreadable.

It was a silent declaration of war!

"How is this possible? He's been hiding among the Druids, cultivating, for all these years? The Ancient Battlefield must have been his opportunity!"

"What is that Coffin? It allowed him to break through to Basic Mastery at the age of three hundred and eighty! And his corpse refinement technique… he created a Zombie Emperor in a mere century! What kind of inheritance is this?"

"He's provoking us, Austin! The main body's mark is on you. Give the order! Nathan must die! Otherwise, his forbidden techniques… no matter who becomes the main body, once he goes into hiding, he'll be a threat to us all!"

"…"

The Heavenly Path projections were grave.

In their shared memories, they had encountered countless terrifying beings.

But very few had truly made them feel threatened.

Nathan was undoubtedly one of them.

Achieving Basic Mastery in a mere century, refining a Zombie Emperor… that Death Coffin clearly held an extraordinary inheritance.

If Nathan went into hiding, who knew if even their combined projections, forming the main body, could defeat him after a thousand, ten thousand years?

However, Austin remained silent.

He fiddled with the teacup on his table.

A red crystal was embedded in his forehead, pulsing with light.

It gave him a divine, inviolable aura, making him appear even more imposing than he had a century ago.

This was the Heavenly Path mark, the symbol of the Heavenly Path's reincarnated soul residing within the projection.

Through the mark, he could sense the calls of all the projections, know what they were doing.

Every second, he processed a vast amount of information.

He also sensed their fear.

Even the reincarnated soul was telling him: the Blackwoods were now worthy adversaries.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Austin didn't dare give the order lightly!

They knew very little about the Blackwoods' movements over the past century.

All they knew now was that Nathan had become a Basic Mastery Psychic.

But what about the other Blackwoods?

Moreover, there were others he had to consider…

Phil, who was attempting to open the Heavenly Path Psychic Sanctuary on Crystal Crest, the true rulers of the empire, those truly powerful Psychics…

After much deliberation, Austin looked at Nathan in the scene before him.

He slowly rose to his feet.

His prime spirit shot towards Crestwood Hills.

…

Crestwood Hills.

Nathan waited patiently, now dressed in clean clothes, just like the farmer he once was.

But Ethan, standing beside him, knew that Nathan was no longer that farmer.

He glanced at the Forebearer space.

All their clansmen were gathered inside, talking amongst themselves.

For a hundred years, they had been waiting to return to Azure Cloud, to storm Sunshine Mansion.

In those hundred years, they had learned many things.

An entire day passed.

Nathan's brow twitched.

In the distance, a familiar figure appeared—Austin!

It was Austin's prime spirit.

Even though Austin had worn a mask back then, Nathan would never forget his figure, even if he were turned to ash!

He was the first Heavenly Path projection to invade the Blackwoods, crushing anyone in his path like ants, descending upon them like a god!

"Nathan."

Austin frowned, seeing how quickly Nathan had composed himself.

After a long hesitation, he spoke, his words nearly making Nathan erupt in fury.

"Let's call a truce, Nathan. I swear on the Heavenly Path's reincarnated soul, as long as you Blackwoods agree to let go of this grudge, I will have nothing to do with you for the rest of eternity. No matter what happens, it won't involve either side. What do you say?"

"Let go of my ass!" Ethan couldn't help but curse, despite years of cultivating.

Even Nathan, now much calmer, couldn't contain his rage.

Veins bulged on his forehead as he suppressed his fury, his voice a low growl.

"A truce?! You barged in all those years ago, slaughtering my Blackwood descendants when we were weak, and now you want a truce?!"

Austin knew how furious Nathan was.

He took a deep breath, waiting for Nathan to calm down before speaking again.

"There are many things you don't understand. It's not that I'm truly afraid of you Blackwoods. I just don't want to be burdened by the grudges of others."

Nathan frowned.

Austin chuckled.

"Did you really think there would be a good outcome if you fought me to the death? When I left Crystal Crest all those years ago, my master pursued me relentlessly. I was less than two thousand years old then. Let me tell you what happened."

Nathan, though still angry, remained silent, listening as Austin continued.

"Crystal Crest, that sacred land… I used schemes to make my fellow disciples help me break through to Basic Mastery. The entire world knows this."

The crystal between Austin's brows pulsed.

His voice was low.

"I had a way to escape. After my tribulation, even my master couldn't find me. I escaped my master, but I couldn't escape the eyes of the other powerful beings in the Emerald Empire."

"Back then, I met someone. He was the only one who could save me."