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This was totally fine for the group, as they could slaughter as they pleased, but it was annoying to be stopped every few steps to deal with flies.

And also, how come there were so many fucking Pangu Lineage members? For a super secret clan, they sure had a huge population.

Did it have to do with the country they lived in or their detestable breeding habits?

Whatever the case, their startling high population was being cut down so fast that it was like watching a super fast countdown of a number. They mostly ran through males and very few females, because it was unlikely that the females of this Lineage would be treated as anything more than breeding pens.

Eventually, it was Tunder who found the secret passage leading down through his spatial senses, which happened to be the stereotypical bookcase that moved. Since they didn\'t care for subtlety, they smashed the wall in and created a hole, rushing through.

The group of Pangu members on the other side who were about to open the passageway and rush out were shocked, suddenly greeted with a face full of rocks and cements that bruised and battered them.

However, they didn\'t have to deal with the sudden pain and intrusion much more, as they head was were neatly chopped off but a cold faced AP whose eyes reflected boredom. So far, he might as well be cutting weeds rather than human beings with the difficulty these guys gave him.

He, a battle maniac was bored to death.

When he came here, after hearing the might and evil of the Pangu Lineage, he thought each one of them would be at least, as strong as Loving Aunt. Enough to make him spend a few seconds locked in heated battle, where their entire raid was pushed to the brink as they all fought madly to accomplish their goal.

Even Misery and the others thought so, otherwise they wouldn\'t have wasted three fucking nukes on them.

However, it seemed his thoughts were naive and did not account for the reality of the situation. Even against Tier 3 control, the average Linage member was in over their heads.

If it was the era where the progenitors still existed the the average bloodline density was around 30-70%, it would have been hectic. But now that they had left for centuries, the bloodline had thinned to the point where it was hovering around 5-15%.

How could they bring out the great powers that they once had? They were simply shells of their former selves, so much so that they had to hide from the World Council and could no longer openly control the various countries they were situated in as easily as before.

If AP was feeling this was, then so too were the others. But it didn\'t matter as much to them as long as they completed their goal so they continually rushed downwards, encountering guards and fighters as they went and killing them.

Armonia, Tunder and AP suddenly felt a strange feeling in their blood, as if something extremely bad was about to happen. It was like a subconscious warning to those with Pangu blood that something big was about to happen and that they should evacuate the place.

AP shared this info with the others, but they still decided to go down, because while the warning was dangerous, it was not fatal. It just promised a difficult conflict, which was what they were hoping for anyway.

One one floor, they encountered a large room where many youths of the Pangu lineage were being rushed away by some older Pangu members. Because AP and co slaughtered their way down too fast, they ended up catching up to this group.

Upon being caught, their faces changed as the older generation rushed to stall for time. They were clearly trying to hide their youngsters and preserve the breadth of their next generation.

It was a smart move, but futile.

In seconds, the older generation were turned into corpses of varying levels of damage. Some where beheaded, some were smashed to bits and some were diced up into fine kebab.

As for AP and co, they weren\'t even breathing heavily, only looking cold as they stared at the now exposed youngsters who numbered slightly over a hundred.

Seeing their elders slaughtered like dogs, many of them were so filled with fear that they tried to escape. However, they were nailed to the void by Tunder\'s arrows if they even tried to move a bit, which scared the rest.

Among these youngsters was a familiar face. In he lead and obviously treated as the most important was Ao Potian, the cousin of Shangtian who participated in the First Inter-Player International Competition.

Seeing his face, the members of Umbra smiled and Essence walked forward with an amused expression.

Seeing his greatest tormentor, Ao Potian\'s expression changed horrifically, going from slightly worried and cautious to full of fear and disbelief.

"You!! You lot are form Umbra!! How can you be here? How can you be so strong in reality?!" He roared with false rage.

Essence smiled and continued walking over as his hands glowed with a scary green light that was also mesmerizing.

"Mostly because our power in the game is a mere reflection of what we have in reality. Nice to meet you again, Potian boy."

Essence waved a hand and tossed fragments of Aurora Energy into the group, which caused them to immediately fester and began to change from living matter to not necessarily living energy.

The screams were like thunder, causing even the most eldritch horror to cringe and wonder which evil bloke had landed. However, it was just kind old brother Essence who wanted to drum up some energy for himself.

Just because his targets experienced the most excruciating physical pain that could not be matched by any form of torture didn\'t mean that he was an evil bloke, did it?

While they all transformed, only Potian was left untouched as he stared at his cousins and family being subjected to such cruelty. He fell to his ass and trembled like a leaf about to blow in the wind while Essence still walked up to him.

As Essence got closer, his trembling increased. The energy formed from his family slowly floated up and entered Essence\'s body like children returning to their parents, making him shine in a ethereal green light.

Essence came to a halt before Potian and stood over him calmly. With the energy flowing into him and the ethereal light making him shine, he looked like a god from where Potian sat.

For all intents and purposes, he was Potian\'s God at this moment.

Potian\'s immediately lost his gumptions and bowed before Essence while pissing himself in fear.

"B-Brother E-Essence…no, Boss… Master! Please, spare my dog life! I can serve you and be your slave! Unlike these other brats I never did evil, only followed my cousin around!"

While Potian screamed and begged,. Essence simply tutted and slowly shushed him, as if he was coaxing a child. The he squatted down to Potian\'s level and displayed a smile that would chill even the heart of Satan.

The other core members watching all displayed these upside down crescent moon-like smiles, which made Potian\'s bowels empty themselves as he knew his end was nigh.

Essence simply flicked a tiny bit of energy on Potian, allowing him to be infected and transform an and excruciating slow rate, intensifying the duration of his agony compared to the others.

By the time he was done, Potian was nothing but energy that filled his reserves. The core members then moved down further and eventually came to what seemed to be the last floor.

Here they met a sudden crossroads and Tunder used his ability to scout. After closing his eyes for a bit to assess what the flow of space was telling him, he opened them once more and spoke solemnly.

"To the left is the ancestral land of the Pang Lineage, where all their ancestor level figures reside. Within, there is a ritual going on, and all the people there are the old and young of the Primogenitor Inheritance."

This shocked the core members as they just noticed that since they had come, they never saw those of the Primogenitor Inheritance around. Is this where they had been all this while? But why?

"They are performing a ritual to awaken a giant golem statue of Pangu as far as I can tell by sacrificing their bloodline and lifeforce. This should be the hidden trump card of the Pangu Lineage and likely what they used to push down the Lucifer and Amaterasu lineage when Draco and Eva were born." Tunder speculated with a frown.

The core members shared uncertain looks and then glanced at AP, who was the highest ranking commander here. AP frowned and then glanced at Tunder.

"Ilverios, what\'s on the right?"

Tunder smiled. "A few more youths and one or two ancestors, and finally, the target we can here for."

Tunder then suddenly frowned, "But there is a strange presence there. It feels sort of like… looking at one of those God Serpent fellows. But they have a Pangu aura and blood, so its possible they are like us."

Tunder pointed to himself, AP and Armonia. This made the other core members wary, for only one with that level of power would be qualified to deal with them.

"So which way do we go? Go stop the final boss or rescue the damsel I distress?" Essence asked as he gazed at AP with interest.

Being stared at by this powerful fellow made AP\'s lips twitch. Truly, he did not understand why Draco gave them commanding rights if he wasn\'t going to take this overpowered freak away, but Draco and Eva likely had bigger plans for Essence.

As such, he made the smart call and decided to head right first. After they secured and protected the girl, anything else was a fart and clouds. Besides, after looting the surface, the other core members should find their way down here, and then they could handle that monstrosity on their behalf.

Such despicable thoughts ran through AP\'s head, and he couldn\'t wait to see the face of Misery as he was pummeled to death by the thing they were summoning. Laughing out loud in his heart, AP solemnly took his group to the right.

Along the way, they encountered some enemies like Tunder stated, but if they didn\'t pose much of a problem before, they wouldn\'t pose a problem now. The best part was that even if they killed them, Essence could still turn their corpses to energy, only that it lacked the trademark screaming in agony.

They also saw some ancestor level figures with relatively high purity who were arrogantly waiting for them. When they got close they would roar and berate the core members like elders in a cheap xianxia CN, but their faces would always display regret and unwillingness when their heads were gracefully removed from their bodies.

Eventually, the core members reached a corridor where there seemed to be the sounds of fighting and the stench of blood. This baffled the core members, but they resolutely turned the corner with AP in the lead.

However the next second, AP was blown back with his axes in hand, crashing into the wall and leaving a smoking dent as his body crackled with red lightning.

The shocked core members looked at the struggling AP and turned their heads to see who could have done this.

Low and behold, at the end of the corridor, standing between stacks of dismembered and charred Pangu bodies, was a man who crackled with blood red lightning, his entire body in a rage-filled Berzerker state as he protected a door behind him with his life.