It didn't need to be explained why the first possibility was so fear inducing. Even the oldest clans on the mortal plane currently were only the Nephilim. Though their bloodlines were incredibly ancient, they themselves had only begun to appear during the transition between the Golden Era and the Modern Era. Of course, their territory itself was even more ancient than this, but they had only existed for a few million years at best. However, the last descent was easily trillions of years ago. The descent before that was even more exaggerated. To survive that kind of time, just what level of planning was involved? Just what kind of power backed this endeavor? Just who were the Mist clan originated from? If this wasn't already shocking enough, the next possibility was only worse. Dyon had only experienced a single clan exiting the ancient battlefield, and that was the celestial beasts!

But think for a moment exactly what kind of existence the celestial beasts were they were the only species to survive from the Chaotic Era! They were the most blessed creatures to ever be birthed! If the Mist Clan was really sent out from the ancient battlefield, just what level of existence had done this for them? And just why was it that this existence sent out the Mist Clan. But didn't come out themselves? Of course, Dyon had his own thoughts about the answer tot his question. It was likely that if the second possibility was true, this hadn't been an easy feat. Granny Celest had said that it was possibility to exit the ancient battlefield even for normal individuals, it was just that finding and using the path was as difficult as ascending the heavens. Only the celestial beasts, blessed by the Heavens, could move freely in and out without worry. If Dyon hadn't awakened his constitution and found Luna, even if he still managed to have a celestial beast as a partner, it would be impossible for him to replicate this feat. "If you thought of this already, then why haven't we acted on it yet?" Clara asked skeptically. "It wasn't that I didn't want to but rather that I couldn't. The ocean waters aren't just dangerous, but they have a strong resistance to outsiders. It's no different from entering another universe and experiencing suppression. The trouble is that it's many times worse. "Descending just 1 meter of this sea is far worse than descending even ten or a hundred kilometers in a normal sea and there's a fierce rejection. "I have a feeling that the waterways are actually formed into a massive array spanning over the entire battlefield if that's the case, the opponent is even more fearsome than we think."

The Mist Clan might have been weak without reason, but if they had really existed for trillions of years, the fact they even had experts to this day was more impressive than words could express. This wasn't the immortal plane where everyone lived for billions of years. Even the lifespan of a Higher Existence might not surpass 5 million years, and those who could live much longer would definitely transcend long before that. "So what the plan?" Dyon suddenly grinned. "Why do you all look so down? Since there's an enemy lurking in our backyard, why don't we go have a look?"

Dyon's wives bitterly smiled. How could everyone be as battle hungry as their husband? Was this even reasonable?

"Relaaaax. At worst, they'll be four facet Overlords, right?"

Madeleine's expression flickered. She knew her husband well. If these were really his thoughts, he would never take them. No matter how battle crazed he was, he would never toy with their lives like this. He valued them far above his own personal pleasure. The fact he was still taking them to such a dangerous place instead of going alone just why was that? **

"Coward." Valen muttered for what must have been the millionth time in the last year. It seemed he was very much still enraged by Aki's dismissal of him. Even after travelling through a void tunnel for months on end, he was still speaking about it. Currently, a trio of Valen, Anak, and Chrysanthemum had entered the ancient battlefield. During the first phase, gates were perpetually opened on every inhabited planet. So, all they had to do was leave Mortal Empire territory and another where the restrictions on their actions were must less stringent. Now, the three of them ran through a thick forest, not a rare occurrence for the ancient battlefield. However, their destination was much different than a normal citizen of this prison. While those of the ancient battlefield would be consciously and unconsciously do everything they could do avoid the waters, Valen did the exact opposite. Every so often, he would stop at a body of dark, raging waters. Sometimes he would continue along his same path, and at other times, he would change direction completely, seemingly at random. "Aren't you curious?" Chrysanthemum teasingly asked her husband. "About what?" "You're no fun." She replied with a pout. "Obviously by what Valen is doing. It's already been a week of nothing but this yet you haven't said a single word. Knowing my cousin, he's probably inwardly shaking in anger that you haven't asked." Anak shrugged. "Isn't it obvious? These waters aren't ordinary. Each droplet is rushing with energy, and even the weakest creatures that can only occupy their surface are as strong as Fallen. If you look at it macroscopically, the waters are very much like qi and their bodies of land they're entrenched within are the meridians. "Isn't this exactly how arrays work? He's probably trying to decipher it all to find a path of least resistance to enter. The only thing surprising is that the origin of your Mist Clan is actually so mysterious and powerful." Chrysanthemum's brows raised in surprise. She had known her husband for a long time, but he had never been so astute as he appeared to be now. In fact, Anak could be described as being a bit dull minded and a bit too linear in thinking. The initial posting of this chapter occurred via noovelllbbin