My Descendants Are My Power

Chapter 369 I... I know nothing of this

A wave of realization washed over the Blackwoods. They were right!Two hundred years after its founding, "Blackwood" represented far more than just their bloodline. Across Cloudview County, countless individuals now identified as Blackwoods.

The various factions, families, the Azure Cloud army, the Heavenly Justice Hall... all were bound to the Blackwood name.

Even Glory City, frozen in time by the Primordial Blood Tree, held only a fraction of their true number.

Since the massacre, many Blackwood-affiliated groups had faced external threats. While the leaders of Azure Cloud remained their allies, the same couldn't be said for everyone beneath them.

Many had chosen to go into hiding, their allegiances a closely guarded secret.

Rumors also spoke of individuals, once associated with the Thunderfire Demon Cave and the Dawn organization, who had formed their own factions, dedicating their lives to uncovering the truth behind the Blackwoods' downfall and seeking vengeance.

"Daniel," Ethan commanded, his voice grave, "investigate this. But reveal nothing that could compromise our safety."

"As you command, Forebearer."

...

Within the familiar forest near Milltown, where Benjamin had once narrowly escaped death at the hands of an Emerging Ability peak expert, over a hundred figures cloaked in black emerged from the shadows.

An autumn wind rustled through the trees, whipping their dark robes around them. An air of mystery settled upon the otherwise ordinary forest.

Before them stood one hundred and thirty-seven individuals, all connected to the Psychic who had hunted Benjamin all those years ago.

An elderly man, his cultivation at the Transcendent Seed realm, prostrated himself before the lead figure in black.

"Please, spare me! I know not what I have done to deserve this. I have lived an honest life in Milltown, never crossing paths with you or your kind. What have I done to warrant such treatment?"

The lead figure's voice was a low rumble. "Fifteen years ago, your disciple hunted a young man named Benjamin."

"I... I know nothing of this. My disciple... he perished long ago."

The old man's voice trembled, his face ashen. And he wasn't lying.

The next instant, as autumn leaves swirled around them, all one hundred and thirty-seven individuals collapsed, their lifeblood staining the forest floor crimson.

The wind tugged at the hoods of the lead figures, revealing their faces.

The Celestial Star Swordmaster!

Chuck!

Nate...

Sam, Jessica's son, who bore a trace of Blackwood blood and had inherited the Jones family legacy!

Blake, son of Matthew, who had once been adopted into the Moore family and become its patriarch!

This group, numbering one hundred and eight strong, possessed a combined might that rivaled half of Azure Cloud's forces. None were weaker than the Developing Skill realm. Each was bound to the Blackwoods by unbreakable ties.

They had gathered in secret, their movements orchestrated by Blake, before venturing out from Sunshine Mansion. They understood the true nature of the enemy that had brought the Blackwoods low. A simple surprise attack couldn't have resulted in such utter annihilation. They had remained hidden, their true identities concealed, as they sought answers.

And deep down, they clung to the belief that somewhere, somehow, other Blackwoods had survived.

Every soul present carried the weight of their connection to the fallen clan.

"Benjamin was only at the peak of the Foundational Energy realm," Sam said, his voice sharp with intelligence, a trait inherited from his mother, Jessica. "If he escaped an Emerging Ability peak expert, someone had to have helped him. The Blackwoods cannot be truly gone."

"They are hiding," Blake said, his voice low and dangerous. "Whoever orchestrated their downfall is still hunting them. That's why they remain silent."

"Then we must tread carefully," the Celestial Star Swordmaster said, his brow furrowed. "If we reveal ourselves, we risk leading the enemy straight to them. We cannot become the instruments of their destruction."

Chuck's heart clenched at Blake's words. The thought of abandoning their

Within the heavily guarded estate, no one noticed the harbinger of chaos perched upon the mountaintop.