Starting as a supporting character in Doupo

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As the two forces clashed, a huge circular vacuum area, about half a zhang in size, was formed between the platforms of the Soul Clan and the Ancient Clan. A sharp aura spread out from it, and everyone around focused their attention on the two.

"Hehe, today is the investiture ceremony of the Holy Maiden of my Spirit Clan. I hope that you distinguished guests who have come from afar will give this old woman some face."

Just as Xun'er and Hunfeng were locked in a stalemate, a faint cough was heard, and then, to everyone's surprise, the vacuum between Xun'er and Hunfeng was instantly and silently erased.

Immediately afterwards, a hunched old woman appeared in mid-air without making a sound. Her wrinkled face wore a kind smile as she looked at Xun'er and Hunfeng. In the old woman's hand was a wooden cane, carved with various rare and exotic beasts, which looked extremely extraordinary.

Upon seeing the suddenly appearing old woman, the surrounding spirit race members all knelt down, looking at her with utmost respect.

The old woman seemed unfazed by this, simply nodding slightly before reappearing, now only a step away from Xun'er.

Behind Xun'er, Gu Su and Gu Zhe looked at the old woman who appeared without any warning, their faces showing surprise. They had not noticed her appearance at all, and this person's strength was probably extremely terrifying.

When Gu Su and Gu Zhe saw the old woman suddenly appear in front of Xun'er, they were shocked and hurriedly tried to stop her. However, they found that the old woman in front of them had no aura in their perception and was still like an ordinary person. But when they tried to move closer, they could not mobilize their fighting spirit at all, as if they had encountered a natural enemy and there was no movement at all.

"Hehe, what a good girl..."

The old woman landed in front of Xun'er. Her seemingly cloudy eyes seemed to see through time and all things. Her gaze swept over Xun'er, a hint of surprise on her face. Then, when her gaze fell on the jade pendant hanging on Xun'er's waist, a subtle light flashed in her eyes.

This jade pendant may contain the mark of a late-stage Nine-Star Dou Sheng expert.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior. I don't know how to address you, senior."

Although Xun'er was surprised by the old woman in front of her, she was not flustered at all. She remained standing firmly in place, poised and graceful, without any sense of being flustered.

The old woman looked at Xun'er with a hint of appreciation in her eyes. With a flicker of her body, she left the ancient clan's high platform and appeared on the frontmost investiture platform, leaving only a faint echo in her voice.

"Hehe, everyone here calls me Grandma, you can call me that too..."

"Mother-in-law..."

Xun'er repeated the other person's words, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, but she hid it well, only letting out a murmur that only she could hear.

"Could it really be the one recorded in the clan's ancient genealogy?"

The old woman appeared on the high platform at the very front, where the investiture ceremony was held. Her wooden cane, carved with rare and exotic beasts, slammed heavily into the ground, producing a dull thud. Immediately afterward, a vast energy erupted from the old woman, enveloping the entire city.

"Dun Dun!"

The wooden cane struck the ground with a dull thud, drawing everyone's attention to the high platform above, where they looked at the old woman with expectant expressions.

Is the grand ceremony that everyone has been waiting for finally about to begin?

"Cough cough."

The old woman's gaze swept across the arena, and everyone felt it. It was as if the old woman was staring at them. Even the powerful warriors from various races could not escape this feeling of being watched.

"He is definitely a Dou Sheng level expert."

Among the various ethnic groups, many people looked at the old woman on the stage with complicated expressions, their eyes darting around.

Within the Soul Clan, Soul Wind sat in a chair, looking at the old woman on the stage. Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from her, he showed no fear in his eyes. Instead, a slightly crazed fighting spirit shone through his body, as if he wanted to compete with the old woman on the stage.

"Young Master, you must not be rash."

Behind Hunfeng, a burly middle-aged man sensed Hunfeng's aura, reached out and pressed a hand on Hunfeng's shoulder, a helpless expression on his face, and spoke to Hunfeng.

Upon hearing this, Hunfeng slowly closed his eyes, his fighting spirit gradually subsiding. Then, he reopened his eyes, looking at the old woman on the stage with a hint of longing in his eyes.

"Battle Saint Realm!"

The appearance of the old woman surprised the various races, but they did not react much. The strength of the eight ancient races was incomparable to that of the forces in the Central Plains. Although Dou Sheng level experts were rare or even extinct in the outside world, which ancient race did not have some kind of foundation?

Moreover, people from all races had already realized that the green-haired young woman who had previously led the ancient races possessed a restrained aura, yet she remained unfazed by the gazes of numerous powerful figures. Her strength was likely not simple.

Although people of all races still maintain the most basic respect for the Dou Sheng powerhouses, outside the plaza, among the various forces participating in the ceremony, many forces have a maximum strength of only Dou Zun. Some forces have even gradually declined, with their strongest members only reaching the level of high-level Dou Zong. They are only qualified to participate in this ceremony because of their past glory.

Upon seeing the old woman on the high platform and sensing the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from her, everyone couldn't help but show respect on their faces, their gazes filled with deep admiration as they looked at her on the platform.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Spirit Realm for the investiture ceremony of our Spirit Realm's Holy Maiden..."

The old woman spoke eloquently on the stands, her aura fluctuating with her speech, seemingly influencing the surrounding environment with each change in her aura.

When she spoke passionately, the audience seemed to witness a meteorite falling and the sun roaring—a magnificent spectacle that thrilled them. When she spoke in a somber tone, the audience seemed to see a dark, silent night, a waning moon hanging in the sky, an atmosphere of desolation and chill spreading. Outside the square, many audience members were in tears…

As the old woman spoke, the surrounding environment suddenly erupted with a fierce wind howling and a deafening thunderstorm...

"Is my mother-in-law... starting again...?"

Inside a pavilion in the distance, Tianchi, who had just led the ancient clan into the city, sat peacefully. On the table in front of her was a cup of fragrant tea, and a long, emerald-green veil descended from her back, dancing in the air with the rise and fall of the veil.

Looking at the changing celestial phenomena around the square as the old woman gave her speech, Tianchi showed a hint of helplessness. He picked up the tea on the table, took a small sip, and then slowly opened his mouth, looking at the strange phenomena in the distant sky, but showed no intention of moving.

On the square, after a long while, a cheerful young girl, seeing that the auspicious time was almost over, could only helplessly purse her lips at a middle-aged man with refined features and a finger-length scar at the corner of his eye.

The middle-aged man saw the girl's gaze and turned his head to the side, only to find a pair of eyes filled with anger staring at him. His eyes twitched, and the middle-aged man walked towards the stage as if resigned to his fate, his figure seemingly hunched over a bit.

The middle-aged man walked up to the old woman. Looking at her, who was still talking and lost in her own world, his aura seemed to grow even more terrifying. He glanced back at the two women, one big and one small, staring at him, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face. Then he quietly walked to the old woman's side and coughed.

"Ahem, Grandma..."

Before he could finish speaking, a spatial rift suddenly appeared behind him. The middle-aged man was severely injured and flew backward, falling into the spatial rift.

Immediately, the spatial rift closed, and the surrounding space returned to normal. If it weren't for the sudden disappearance of one person, the people in the distance would have thought they were seeing things.

"Hehe, alright, this old woman has been nagging today."

The old woman's eyes narrowed, ending her speech. Her gaze then swept across the room once more, her terrifying aura intimidating everyone.

"Next, please welcome the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan, Yueyao!"

As the old woman finished speaking, the auras of the spirit guards standing around them instantly erupted. Terrifying energy surged up from various points, and terrifying beast-like figures were condensed from their battle qi, occupying the sky.

Chapter 72 Yueyao

"Roar!"

Intense roars of beasts spread across the plaza, and terrifying beast-like figures materialized from the powerful spirit race attendants, transforming into roaring shadows above their heads.

The roar of the strange beast shattered the sky, and terrifying energy fluctuations spread outwards. The spectators in the distance, watching the strange beasts intertwined in the sky and the vast energy fluctuations, felt their hearts shatter and were inexplicably excited.

"Roar~"

The roars of the strange beasts echoed through the sky for a long time before gradually weakening. Then, as if on a pilgrimage, they bowed their heads and knelt on both sides of the red carpet, standing silently with the spirit guards beside them, without making a sound.

"The Myriad Sects Returning to the Spirit Array".

On the ancient clan's viewing platform, Gu Su, standing behind Xun'er, looked at the strange phenomenon that had formed above the heads of the spirit clan guards. A look of surprise appeared on his face, and his gaze swept over the thousands of guards, revealing a rare look of shock in his eyes.

Beside Gu Su, Gu Zhe nodded silently upon hearing this, and then said, "The Myriad Sects Returning to Spirit Formation can mobilize the fighting spirit within the participants of the formation and transform it into an extremely terrifying phantom of a strange beast. The strength of the phantom of the beast is only one small realm lower than that of the participants."

"Moreover, it can also enhance the physical strength of the participants to a level comparable to that of a magical beast of the same level. Such a terrifying enhancement does not put any burden on the participants. The person who created this Myriad Sects Returning to Spirit Array was truly a genius."

On Gu Zhe's aged face, his long beard trembled slightly as he spoke.

"With the blessing of this formation, the strength of those participating in the formation is not only greatly enhanced, but they also directly obtain an equal number of alien beast phantoms, making them quite powerful. If the strength difference between the two sides is not significant, this formation can completely annihilate the enemy army."

As Xun'er listened to their introduction, a look of realization appeared on her beautiful face. She lacked experience, and having lived in the Xiao family since childhood, she didn't know all the information about the eight clans. Hearing their introduction, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised by the formation.

"Grandpa Su, Grandpa Zhe, such a terrifying formation must have many limitations, right?"

Xun'er tilted her head slightly, pondered for a moment, and then asked the two of them.

"Haha, that's natural."

When Gu Su and Gu Zhe heard Xun'er's question, they nodded and then said to her, "Although the Ten Thousand Sects Returning to Spirit Array has an extremely powerful boost, it does indeed contain many limitations."

"The Myriad Sects Returning to Spirit Array was created by a prodigy of the Spirit Clan several hundred years ago. From birth, he could understand the language of beasts and was very close to magical beasts. Later, he even integrated into the magical beast horde, and the magical beasts did not attack him. His long-term contact with magical beasts made him understand them more and more deeply and he became extremely familiar with each kind of magical beast. Later, he sat in meditation on the mountain for several months. When he reappeared, he had already created the Myriad Sects Returning to Spirit Array that shocked everyone."

"The Ten Thousand Sects Returning to Spirit Array has an extremely terrifying boost, but it has one very strict condition: within the array, only one of each kind of magical beast's spirit will appear, and there will be no duplicates."

Looking at Xun'er's expression, Gu Su reached out and stroked his beard, a smug look on his face.

Gu Zhe, who was standing to the side, nudged Gu Su when he saw his expression, but did not interrupt him so as not to spoil his fun.

"Only one spirit of each type of magical beast can appear..."

As Xun'er listened to Gu Su's description, her gaze swept across the field. Sure enough, each spirit was a different kind of magical beast, with no two being the same.

"This also means that although this formation is powerful, there is a limit to the number of beings that can receive its enhancements." Xun'er nodded, a glint of light appearing on her face as she listened to Gu Su's description, and shared her insights. "But even so, this formation is still extremely terrifying. There are countless magical beasts in this world; if every kind could be condensed, the strength would probably increase several times over."

"Hehe, the limitations of this formation are not limited to this."

Seeing that Xun'er had become interested in the formation, Gu Su continued, "To successfully condense the formation, each participant must have a unique understanding of a certain magical beast, and must also carry the blessing of that magical beast without resentment. Only in this way can the spirit of the magical beast be successfully condensed to enhance one's physical strength."

Xun'er frowned slightly after hearing Gu Su's words.

Unlike humans, monsters are proud and will never submit to humans, even in death. To receive a monster's blessing, one must be extremely close to the monster.

Force can only suppress monsters, but it cannot make them submit, let alone receive their unreserved blessings.

"The Spirit Clan has quite the grand scale."

After listening to Gu Su's description of the Myriad Sects Returning to Spirit Array, Xun'er looked at the densely packed demonic beast spirits in the arena, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in them.

Among the other races, everyone had long heard of the Spirit Race's Myriad Ancestors Returning to Spirit Array. Their gazes swept over the guards on both sides of the red carpet, staring at the demonic beast spirits crawling beside them with inquisitive eyes.

"Heh, they're just a bunch of beasts..."

Within the Soul Clan, Soul Wind's gaze swept over the spirits of those magical beasts, his eyes filled with arrogance and disdain.

Just as everyone was awestruck by the vast magical beast spirit, a cool and aloof figure gradually walked towards the high platform in the distance of the red carpet.

"She's here! The Holy Maiden is here!"

"After waiting for so long, I'm finally going to see the Holy Maiden!"

"Don't block my view, I can't see..."