Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

True Ancestor World.

The Martial Ancestor Grounds shook tremendously.

As soon as the news broke, everyone was in an uproar.

"What? The people our clan sent to the Martial Desolate Realm have all died? How is this possible!"

"With the Bright Flame Spirit King backing them, how could such a thing happen? Could it be that one of the other major clans has made a move against us?"

"Even the Bright Flame Spirit King has died... This means someone of at least the Spirit King Level has taken action... Which power wants to challenge our Martial Clan?!"

Many were furious, their battle intent chilling.

At the same time, within the grand hall of the Martial Clan.

All the elders urgently gathered.

The death of a master of the Spirit King Level, even for the Longevity Ancient Clan, was an incalculable loss.

The damage went deep to the core!

At the highest seat, a middle-aged man's face was unfathomably grim.

He was the Martial Clan Patriarch, Wu Mingsheng.

"Regarding this matter, what are your thoughts, everyone, please speak," he said indifferently, looking towards the many elders below.

"The Martial Desolate Realm isn't as simple as we thought; there must be a presence of at least the Spirit King Level..."

"Last time as well, even our Martial Self Mirror was lost..."

"Exactly who is targeting our clan?"

Everyone whispered among themselves, their expressions grave.

"The most crucial matter now is to figure out exactly what's hidden in the Martial Desolate Realm."

At this moment, an elder on the left stood up, his face marked by a terrifying scar that stretched from his neck directly to his forehead, making him appear fierce and dreadful.

He was the Great Elder of the Martial Clan, Wu Tianchang.

"Previously, our clan's treasure, the Martial Self Mirror, was lost, two Eight Realm Masters, Wu Fengjuan and another, died without noise, and now, even existences at the Bright King Level have been killed... Without clarity, our Martial Clan is at a disadvantage!"

The others nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, the Patriarch, Wu Mingsheng, slowly spoke out,

"Before the Bright Flame Spirit King died, he sent back four words."

"These four words fill me with dread."

At this statement, all the elders' expressions tightened.

What kind of four words could make the Patriarch, Wu Mingsheng, feel dread?

"Which four words?" Wu Tianchang asked solemnly.

Wu Mingsheng articulated each word,

"Martial Honor Reincarnated!"

Martial Honor reincarnated!

Upon hearing these words, everyone in the Martial Clan's faces changed drastically.

"What?! Martial Honor reincarnated?!"

"Is he talking about the Martial Honor from the Era of the Ancient White Mist? But the Martial Venerate Evil Corpse has already been cast into the Heavenly Abyss, completely withering from this world, leaving behind only his name; he can no longer return!"

"Martial Honor reincarnated... Is it like we imagine?"

Everyone felt immense pressure.

Any matter involving Martial Honor was bound to be extraordinarily complex!

If it was as they thought, and Martial Honor had truly returned to this world, it would cause an enormous upheaval.

Even the Sacrificial Temple would undoubtedly be unable to sit still!

The Martial Clan might even face a disaster of annihilation.

"No... it can't be possible!"

Wu Tianchang immediately interjected,

"Martial Honor is already dead; we all witnessed it with own eyes that day, as the existences in the Sacrificial Temple watched him walk toward the Heavenly Abyss."

"How could he be reincarnated? He died in the Era of the Ancient White Mist, and what appeared since were only his Evil Corpses!"

Hearing this, everyone echoed in agreement.

"Yes, it's impossible for Martial Honor to reincarnate."

"Could these four words have another meaning?"

None of them could believe it.

"Patriarch, in my opinion, we must immediately clarify what these four words mean," Wu Tianchang suggested firmly.

Wu Mingsheng also nodded, saying, "Great Elder Tianchang, your thoughts coincide with mine."

"I have already contacted the World-Stabilizing Pavilion and asked them to lend us the 'Eight Trigrams Cosmic Mirror.'"

At this news, everyone was pleased.

—The World-Stabilizing Pavilion was equally a top force in the True Ancestor World!

This mysterious force was no weaker than the Nine Eternal Ancient Clans.

Moreover, with influence spread across the Four Domains Eight Desolations, they had the most informed sources.

It was said that within the World-Stabilizing Pavilion, there was an artifact that could divine through eternity—the Eight Trigrams Cosmic Mirror. With that treasure, there was nothing in the world that could escape the Pavilion's eye.

Shortly after, a mysterious old man had already arrived at the Martial Clan.

The Martial Clan Patriarch personally welcomed him.

The visitor was clad in a Taoist robe, holding a golden Soul Summoning Banner in his hand. His clothing appeared dusty, but it gave off an impenetrable air of mystery.

"Master Ma, we are honored by your personal visit."

Wu Mingsheng spoke with reverence.

The man was one of the most renowned powerhouses of the World-Stabilizing Pavilion—Ma Baotian.

"There's no need for formalities," Ma Baotian waved off the greetings and said,

"Let's begin the divination immediately. Does your clan have any relics left by the Bright Flame Spirit King?"

Upon his request, the Martial Clan immediately produced the vital essence left by the Bright Flame Spirit King.

"Excellent."

Ma Baotian proclaimed,

"With the Eight Trigrams Cosmic Mirror, no matter who killed him, they cannot escape my eyes!"

He spoke with utmost certainty, and after finishing, he took out an Eight Trigrams Mirror.

The Eight Trigrams Mirror was ancient and worn, yet it housed an unimaginable power.

"The Eight Trigrams Cosmic Mirror, hailing from the Era of the Ancient White Mist, was said to be left by the Creator Great Honored One... Haha, this mirror can pierce through all heavens!"

He placed the drop of essence blood onto the Eight Trigrams Mirror!

Instantly, everyone watched with bated breath, filled with anticipation.

"The Creator Great Honored One, also known as the Talisman Honored One, was a figure of the same level as Martial Honor."

"It is said that the Talisman Honored One was unfathomably mysterious and extremely skilled in the arts of divination. Whatever he left behind...certainly can achieve the impossible!"