Ancestor Su (2)

Su Ping was soon able to find a suitable location in the wilderness, and instantly made construction plans.

Right then, a voice sounded. "Please wait a moment."

A shadow appeared in the world. It was invisible to emperor-level beings, but Su Ping could see him clearly. It was a young man wearing a black robe, with a purple vertical eye on his forehead. The fellow walked in a relaxed manner, but his every step seemed to be echoing with the world in a strange rhythm. It seemed that the world was shaking because of his feet.

Su Ping narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?"

"I just heard the Grand Emperor Divine Bell and you don't look familiar. You must be the new Ancestral God, right?" said the black-robed young man with a smile, "If you're looking for a territory, I suggest you go somewhere else; this place belongs to the Bright Moon Clan."

"The Bright Moon Clan?" Su Ping raised his brows and asked, "It's not one of the Seven Greatest Clans, is it?"