"Enough, there's no point discussing anything with such a lowly ant. Given his level of understanding, how could he possibly know what a True God-Level Dao Weapon is? In my opinion, it is undoubtedly the powerful ones from within the Colorless Abyss who are controlling the True God-Level Dao Weapon. And the fact that those so-called powerhouses from the Colorless Abyss needed to rely on a True God-Level Dao Weapon just to kill three Advanced Void Gods shows that they aren't really all that formidable. The Colorless Abyss has already declined. In that great war long ago, every single powerhouse who walked out of the Colorless Abyss has already fallen. Now, after so many long years, the Colorless Abyss must be extremely weakened. Otherwise, they wouldn't have had no single figure emerge for all these years to oppose our Guardian Faction. We must understand, all those powerhouses from the Colorless Abyss perished in that war. Logically speaking, the Colorless Abyss and our Guardian Faction should be mortal enemies. The fact that they haven't dared seek revenge for so many years, always turtling up inside the Colorless Abyss, allows us to deduce what their current strength truly is."
A stocky middle-aged man spoke.
"Jing Xuan, what you say makes perfect sense. Alright, next, we shall proceed according to our original plan. First, go and destroy some of the more renowned major powers and great clans within this void, while reaping some cultivation resources along the way. Although this void is terribly backward, it is, after all, one of the eight fragments of void that erupted from the Chaos Void back then. Those major powers and great clans should have quite a collection of cultivation resources stashed away. We ten have toiled to come here; let this serve as our reward."
The white-haired elder nodded and said with a smile.
"Chief Officer's words are wise."
Upon hearing the white-haired elder's words, the other nine Perfected Void Gods all had a gleam in their eyes.
"Dispose of this fellow. In the future, we will rule this void. We don't need too many Deities. Kill whom we can."
The white-haired elder swept a cold gaze over the cyan-robed elder who lay trembling and pale-faced, then said indifferently.
"Please, Seniors, spare my life! I have answered all the questions you had," the cyan-robed elder pleaded loudly upon hearing the white-haired elder's words, his soul almost flying out of his body in terror.
The next moment, a giant palm descended from the sky. With a boom, it struck the cyan-robed elder, causing his body to explode into pieces, utterly annihilating both form and spirit.
"Chief Officer, there are quite a number of major powers and great clans in this void. Which shall we go to first?" asked the stocky middle-aged man.
"We'll go wherever we happen to be. After all, this void holds no barriers for us; we can come and go as we please," the white-haired elder said casually, then strode forward. The other nine quickly followed.
Soon after, above the headquarters of the Chen Clan in the Zixuan World Cluster, ten figures suddenly appeared, radiating formidable auras of power.
"According to what that fellow from earlier said, this Chen Clan, though keeping a very low profile, is also a great clan with a long history. They recently had quite a few members who successfully underwent their deity tribulations. Let's wipe them out directly."
These ten figures were none other than those ten Perfected Void Gods. The white-haired leader swept a cold, merciless gaze over the Chen Clan headquarters below as he spoke dispassionately.
The ten Perfected Void Gods appearing above the Chen Clan headquarters—their terrifying auras of power had long since suppressed the entire headquarters, causing it to sway on the verge of collapse. The sky seemed to split and the earth to crack; dust billowed wildly. The whole headquarters was in an uproar, like chickens and dogs scattering before a storm.
"Esteemed Seniors, descending upon us so suddenly—may we know what business brings you to our humble Chen Clan?"
The high-level members of the Chen Clan soared into the air one after another. Leading them was the current clan patriarch. With a single glance at the ten Perfected Void Gods standing high in the air, his face drastically changed. He then bowed respectfully towards the ten, clasping his fists as he inquired politely.
"Spare us the nonsense. We are here to wipe out the Chen Clan. Perhaps you should all commit suicide, to save us the trouble of dirtying our hands and feet," a stocky middle-aged man stepped forward, looking down at the high-level members of the Chen Clan with an overbearing gaze, his tone one of unquestionable command.
"You..."
Upon hearing these words, all the Chen Clan high-level members were both shocked and furious.
Although the Chen Clan could not be considered among the absolute top-tier major powers in the Eighth Void, it was still a clan that had been passed down for countless ages. They had always maintained an extremely low profile, rarely participating in the various conflicts within this void. As a result, they had preserved their strength quite intact. After the Guardian Faction's outpost was destroyed, the Chen Clan's strength had suddenly experienced a massive surge, producing over a dozen Primary Void Gods one after another, boosting their overall strength manifold.
For the members of the Chen Clan, this was the most prosperous and triumphant period they had ever enjoyed. Now, suddenly, someone showed up declaring they would wipe out the Chen Clan. All the clan's high-level members were enraged, feeling that the Chen Clan's dignity was being challenged.
"Patriarch, what are we waiting for? Let's attack together and kill these ten arrogant bastards!"
A hot-tempered elder of the Chen Clan pointed at the ten opposite them, roaring angrily.
"Sixth Brother, on no account act recklessly! The strength of these ten is unfathomably deep and certainly surpasses ours. We should first clarify their intentions..."
The Chen Clan patriarch hurriedly sent a Sound Transmission to this elder. However, before the patriarch could finish his words, the stocky middle-aged man opposite had already grown extremely impatient.
"What is there to discuss with you lot of ants? A complete waste of my time. All of you, go die."
As the stocky middle-aged man spoke, he threw a punch.
*RUMBLE!*
A giant fist instantly materialized high in the sky. Vast and immense, it blotted out the heavens, carrying an overwhelmingly terrifying divine power. It was wreathed in numerous mystical, profound, and dazzling runes that rumbled as it flew towards the high-level members of the Chen Clan.
"Not good! This fellow's strength is too great. We are no match! Escape immediately!"
The Chen Clan patriarch, seeing the fearsome fist rolling towards them, immediately realized something was terribly wrong and shouted.
But it was already too late. All the high-level members of the Chen Clan were suppressed by the terrifying fist-force radiating from that fist, unable to move.
*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!*
In the next instant, the bodies of those Chen Clan high-level members, including the patriarch, exploded one after another, like a series of bloody fireworks igniting.
That middle-aged man, with a single punch, had almost wiped out the entire Chen Clan leadership!
The ten Perfected Void Gods then strode into the Chen Clan headquarters, destroying everything in their path. A short while later, the Chen Clan headquarters was completely eradicated.
Every single member of the Chen Clan within the headquarters was slaughtered. All the clan's wealth and possessions fell into the hands of these ten Perfected Void Gods.
"This clan doesn't have many valuable things. It's simply not enough to split between us. Quite disappointing," one of the ten Perfected Void Gods shook his head and said after they had annihilated the Chen Clan and soared back into the air.
"Why the hurry? Though the harvest from destroying one clan isn't much, what about two clans? Three? Ten clans? A hundred clans? The overall strength of this Eighth Void may not be strong, but I believe the number of clans like this definitely won't be few. Take it slowly," another Perfected Void God said.
"Indeed, precisely so. Hahaha... Slowly indeed, there's truly no rush. Pile up little by little. Once we've wiped out most of the powers and clans in this void, the harvest will surely be quite satisfactory."
The Perfected Void God who had just expressed disappointment couldn't help but let his eyes gleam upon hearing this, then laughed heartily.