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**Chapter 2319: You Are the One We Have Been Waiting For**

After the Skeleton Kings appeared, the first reaction of the Ghost Clan's strong members was to be on guard. They quickly regrouped and formed a defensive formation.

They didn't know whether the Skeleton Kings were friends or foes, so they could only be cautious.

The strange fish seemed to lack intelligence and continued to attack the Ghost Clan.

The Skeleton Kings charged into the battlefield, strictly following Lin Moyu's orders, and immediately attacked the group of strange fish, wielding their bone swords.

The light of the swords illuminated the starry sky, and the Skeleton Kings simultaneously unleashed their "God-Slaying Sword."

Their targets were not just one strange fish; each "God-Slaying Sword" targeted a hundred Bian Realm strange fish.

With one strike, nearly a third of the Bian Realm strange fish were slain.

Flesh flew everywhere, and broken fish bodies were scattered all around.

The Skeleton Kings completely overpowered the strange fish group in terms of combat power, repeatedly attacking, shattering the starry sky, and also destroying the strange fish.

The "God-Slaying Sword" was just an appetizer. The Skeleton Kings plunged into the group of strange fish and began a massacre.

The scales of the strange fish couldn't withstand the sharpness of the bone swords and were quickly slain.

The strange fish group abandoned their battle with the Ghost Clan and collectively turned to attack the Skeleton Kings.

The pressure on the Ghost Clan was greatly reduced, and they slowly retreated, distancing themselves from the battlefield.

At this moment, Lin Moyu flew over and called out from afar, "Lin Moyu of the Human Race."

His voice was clear and resounded through the starry sky.

It was a soul sound, and Lin Moyu knew they could hear it.

Upon hearing the soul sound, the Ghost Clan immediately reacted. Amidst the swirling white mist, a voice emerged, "You have finally arrived."

Lin Moyu's heart skipped a beat, "They knew I was coming."

He immediately thought of the mysterious master, his mind racing, "Could the Ghost Clan also be connected to the mysterious master?"

As his thoughts swirled, Lin Moyu approached the Ghost Clan.

Although he had seen the Ghost Clan many times through time reversal, seeing them with his own eyes was different.

The Ghost Clan was very special, their entire bodies shrouded in mist, seemingly without physical form, or perhaps their physical forms were hidden within the mist.

Even their planets were covered in layers of mist, making it impossible to see the surface.

Even during battle, the mist remained, concealing their true forms.

They were beings like mist, somewhat resembling the ghosts of legend.

Lin Moyu stopped 10,000 kilometers away from the Ghost Clan, maintaining a certain distance.

The mist within the Ghost Clan churned continuously. On one of the planets, a powerful aura was rising, as if someone was awakening.

Lin Moyu was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

After a moment, a mass of white mist flew out from the Ghost Clan, condensing into a human silhouette, and a voice said, "You have finally arrived."

Another "You have finally arrived." Although the words were the same, the tone was very different.

The first sentence carried a hint of surprise, while the second had a sense of long-awaited anticipation.

Lin Moyu saluted, "Lin Moyu of the Human Race, greets the senior."

The silhouette formed by the Ghost Clan also saluted Lin Moyu, "I am You Jiu of the Ghost Clan."

You Jiu's etiquette was ancient and slightly different from Lin Moyu's, reflecting the customs of ancient times and expressing friendliness.

Lin Moyu asked, "Senior, did you know I would come?"

You Jiu replied, "Our master once said that someone would come to find us."

Lin Moyu thought of the mysterious master but wanted to confirm, "May I ask who your master is?"

You Jiu said, "Our master is the Soul Heavenly Sovereign, our creator and only master."

Lin Moyu asked again, "How did the Soul Heavenly Sovereign know I would come?"

The mist around You Jiu churned, "I don't know. We just follow the master's orders. If the master said you would come, then you would come."

"Could it be that the Soul Heavenly Sovereign also made arrangements?" Lin Moyu wondered, then asked, "How can you be sure it is me?"

You Jiu replied, "Two million years, Human Race, Saint Sovereign."

Time, identity, and realm—these three elements were enough to confirm Lin Moyu's identity.

Lin Moyu understood why the Saint Talisman Heavenly Sovereign had instructed him to find the Ghost Clan only after reaching the Saint Sovereign realm.

Clearly, the Saint Talisman Heavenly Sovereign knew about the Soul Heavenly Sovereign's arrangements. However, Lin Moyu found it strange. The only one who had consistently left behind measures and believed the Great World could still be saved was the mysterious master.

The Soul Heavenly Sovereign should have also left the Great World. Why would he leave behind these measures?

If he intended to leave measures, why did he leave himself?

The thoughts of the Heavenly Sovereigns seemed complex, and Lin Moyu couldn't figure it out for the moment.

As Lin Moyu pondered, You Jiu spoke again, "We need one more piece of evidence to confirm your identity and ensure you are the one we have been waiting for."

"Please tell me!"

"The master said that the person who comes will possess the Fire of World Destruction!"

The Fire of World Destruction! The mysterious master!

Lin Moyu suddenly understood. It wasn't the Soul Heavenly Sovereign's arrangement; it was ultimately the mysterious master.

He speculated that the mysterious master had instructed the Soul Heavenly Sovereign to do these things. Back then, only the mysterious master firmly believed the Great World could be saved.

This made sense. The other Heavenly Sovereigns believed the Great World was beyond saving and left, leaving only some legacies behind.

Only the mysterious master left various measures, hoping to give the Great World a chance in the future.

Moreover, the other Heavenly Sovereigns might not have had the ability to ensure their measures would last for millions of years without error.

As Lin Moyu pondered, he opened his palm, and a flame ignited in his hand, spreading a unique aura through the starry sky.

The Fire of World Destruction was special, possessing many unique characteristics not found in other flames.

It could refine worlds and had a powerful destructive effect on souls. Even a wisp of a Heavenly Sovereign's soul would be burned to death by it.

The Fire of World Destruction's uniqueness made it almost impossible to counterfeit.

Upon seeing the Fire of World Destruction, You Jiu was fully convinced of Lin Moyu's identity, "Your identity is confirmed. You are the one we have been waiting for. Please wait while I awaken!"

Within the Ghost Clan, an even more powerful aura began to rise, and You Jiu's aura also grew stronger.

Bian Realm... Saint Sovereign Realm... Half-Step Supreme.

In just a few minutes, You Jiu's aura reached the Half-Step Supreme level, but this was not the end.

His aura continued to rise as he continued to awaken.

Lin Moyu was not surprised. He had already sensed an extremely powerful presence within the Ghost Clan, one that could even threaten him.

Such a presence had to be at least a Supreme, and not an ordinary one.

Boom!

The starry sky shook violently, and Lin Moyu saw a mist-filled Rule World.

You Jiu officially stepped into the Supreme realm, and his aura continued to rise.

It wasn't until he surpassed the threshold of a low-level Supreme that his aura slowly stabilized.

You Jiu was a mid-level Supreme, with extremely powerful combat strength.

After two million years, the Ghost Clan not only survived but also had a Supreme among them.

Lin Moyu wondered how they had managed to survive.

If they could survive, why couldn't the other Heavenly Sovereigns?

They could have hidden in the Great World for millions of years and then tried to find a way to save it. Why did they leave so early and give up?

Lin Moyu had many questions.

The mist around You Jiu became denser, almost solid, and his voice grew deeper, "The master ordered us to give this to you!"

As he spoke, You Jiu threw out a box, not daring to touch it, pushing it towards Lin Moyu from a distance.

The box was covered in flames—the Fire of World Destruction!