The Wen Clan had stepped into a world far beyond their past.
Beyond the turbulent spiritual seas, past the boundaries of mortal empires, lay a land of legends—untouched, ancient, and shrouded in mystery.
The moment they arrived, something shifted.
The air pulsed with immense spiritual pressure, and the very ground radiated ancestral qi, indicating that great forces had once walked this land. Towering mountains concealed forgotten sects, vast forests whispered of lost dynasties, and unseen forces lurked beneath the surface, waiting for their return.
And as the Wen Clan stepped onto this land, the world acknowledged their presence.
A golden ripple of recognition spread across them. The air itself seemed to bow.
The Wen Clan was no longer a wandering force.
The Clan's Awakening—Reactions of the Bloodline
As the Wen Clan settled into their new land, an overwhelming surge of power swept through them.
Ding!
Wen Clan Authority Recognized – Influence Extended Beyond Mortal Empires.
Unlocked: Clan Advancement Path.
The effects were immediate.
Elder Wen Rong's hands trembled as he examined his own aura. "This… this is impossible. My cultivation bottleneck… it's gone." His qi surged wildly, bursting past the limits that had caged him for over a century.
Wen Zixuan, a promising core disciple, fell to his knees as his meridians expanded, his spirit root undergoing spontaneous evolution. "I can feel it. A technique I've never practiced before… but I know how to use it!"
Gasps filled the air as disciples and elders alike experienced their hidden potential unlocking. It was not a mere increase in strength—it was as if their very bloodline had been rewritten, restoring them to what they were always meant to be.
Even those who had not reached bottlenecks found their qi purer, denser, sharper.
But among the awe and exhilaration, a deep realization settled in.
This power was not a gift.
It was an expectation.
This land had acknowledged the Wen Clan as a Hidden Family.
And with that recognition came a burden—they could never fall again.
Wen Qingyi, an elder with decades of wisdom, bowed toward Wen Wuxing. "Patriarch… you have taken us beyond the limits of the past. We will follow you, wherever your path leads."
The rest of the clan followed suit, kneeling before the one who had brought them here.
Wen Wuxing stood before them, his gaze unreadable. Even as the clan reached new heights, his own ambition had already gone beyond this land.
Establishing Their Foothold—The Land of Giants
Inside the portable realm's grand command hall, Wen Wuxing stood before a detailed map of the continent.
Unlike their former empire, where territories were ruled by sect alliances and noble families, this land was unbound by a single authority.
Elder Wen Rong examined the map closely. "There are sects here, yes, but the true rulers are hidden dynasties. Clans older than recorded history still control this world."
Wuxing's gaze swept across the unfamiliar names marked on the map.
• The Nine-Shadow Dynasty—A hidden family with a reputation for consuming rival bloodlines.
• The Ethereal Sword Hall—An isolated sect rumored to hold sword techniques lost to time.
• The Tomb of the Eternal Monarch—A forbidden region where even Nascent Soul cultivators vanished without a trace.
"This is not a land of politics or courts," Wuxing murmured. "It is a battlefield of legacies. Here, only strength decides fate."
Silence fell over the room.
They had escaped their kingdom, but in doing so, they had entered a world where they were no longer the hunters—but the hunted.
Wuxing's expression remained calm.
"Then we will carve our place among them."
The Outside World Reacts—A New Power Emerges
The arrival of the Wen Clan did not go unnoticed.
From the floating palaces of the Nine-Shadow Dynasty to the silent halls of the Ethereal Sword Hall, whispers spread.
A new Hidden Family had been born.
The Ethereal Sword Hall – A Sect of Legends
Within the ancient mountain ranges of the Ethereal Sword Hall, a figure dressed in silver robes sat upon a meditation platform. His sword lay across his lap, motionless.
A disciple rushed forward and bowed. "Elder Xuan, the foreign power we detected… its bloodline has stabilized."
The elder's fingers traced the hilt of his sword. "Another family enters the game," he murmured. His gaze lifted toward the horizon. "Let us see if they are worthy of their title."
The Nine-Shadow Dynasty – An Ancient Rival
Deep within a shadowed imperial court, figures knelt before a throne shrouded in darkness. A single pair of crimson eyes glowed from within the abyss.
"A new Hidden Family dares to appear in our domain?" a voice rasped. "And they are not bound to our legacy?"
Silence.
"Watch them. If they are weak, we will devour them."
A decree was issued.
The Wen Clan was now marked.
Whether as a potential ally or a future prey, only time would tell.
System Alert—A Missing Clan Member?
Even as Wuxing prepared for the battles ahead, the System suddenly activated.
Ding!
Wen Clan Bloodline Detected – Unregistered Member Located.
Search Directive Issued – Reward: Extremely High (Reason Unclear).
Wuxing's gaze darkened.
"A missing clan member?"
For a moment, he considered the possibilities. Could it be an ancestor in hiding? A long-lost branch of the clan? Or something… more dangerous?
But one thing stood out—the System's reward was suspiciously high.
Too high.
His fingers tightened.
"Find them."
Stabilizing His Awakening – A Glimpse of the True Peak
Wuxing entered seclusion, not to break through, but to stabilize his awakening.
The surge of power he had experienced earlier was only the first step. His bloodline resurgence had catapulted him forward, but now, he had to understand what it meant.
Seated at the center of an ancient celestial array, Wuxing's consciousness expanded beyond his physical body.
He saw visions—echoes of a forgotten past.
A monarch seated on a throne woven from stars.
A sect that did not exist within one world, but across many.
A realm where immortality was not a pursuit, but a requirement.
His breath steadied.
He had always sought strength. Always sought to bring his family to the peak.
But now, he understood.
This world was not enough.
This continent was not enough.
The so-called immortal dynasties? The hidden families?
All of them were still bound to the limits of this reality.
Wen Wuxing's eyes opened.
A new ambition burned within him.
Not to rule a kingdom.
Not to command a continent.
Not even to become an immortal monarch.
He would reach beyond existence itself.
The pinnacle of all things.
And the Wen Clan would stand there with him.