The Cang Mountain exudes Immortal Energy, and the Bi Shui contains spiritual essence.
The extraordinariness of the Ji Family was completely displayed before Zhou Yan’s eyes.
The perspective of a Transcender differs from that of ordinary cultivators in that the foundation is distinct.
Zhou Yan hasn’t achieved Transcendence, but he has experienced reincarnation and has seen far more than any cultivator in the Ji Family.
Thus, he saw stretches of Laws, expanses of Immortal Energy, fields of Tao Light, and expanses of Divinity.
This is a place of the origin of the Tao, and also an excellent ancient land for imparting the Tao.
Such a place, no wonder the Ji Family has so many talents erging, gradually showing their sharpness.
Zhou Yan walked all the way, as if traversing the long river of ti, seeing the flow of ti between now and ancient tis, seeing the sedintation of the past and the developnt of the present, and also seeing the changes of the future.
He has long known that the Ji Family is extraordinary, but never thought that the Ji Family’s inheritance could be comparable to the Immortal Land.
These Laws are complex and peculiar.
These Immortal Energies are pure and vast.
These Tao Lights are intense and shocking.
These Divinities are Immortal and Eternal.
With such an inheritance, why did the Ji Family eventually fall into such desolation and loneliness?
"Perhaps, the Ji Family of the past was not desolate, but rather rose up in later periods. It’s just that I was not qualified to know it," Zhou Yan muttered to himself.
He passed through the pond, crossed the willow-lined embanknt, walked through the long corridors, and traversed the verdant green mountains, and over the erald lake.
As he walked, almost all the cultivators of the Ji Family watched Zhou Yan with complicated expressions, as if to firmly imprint this intruding figure in their hearts, to release their unwillingness and anger one day—for the Ji Family cultivators, Zhou Yan’s intrusion into the Ji Family headquarters was akin to a chaste woman being casually touched by a man, a humiliation, a sha originating from their bloodline inheritance.
Zhou Yan carefully observed the various changes of this heaven and earth, as the bloodline injuries within his body gradually cald down, his understanding of this heaven and earth naturally deepened.
In his brow, the jade-like flying sword remained tranquil, which fully indicated that the Ji Family did not have chanical puppets.
Furthermore, the aura of the Ji Family even matched perfectly with the jade-like flying sword, as if complenting each other.
This is an indescribable change, and also an unchangeable fact.
Zhou Yan felt so inexplicable emotion in his heart, knowing that the jade-like flying sword perhaps had so connection with the Ji Family, yet he didn’t delve too deeply into this matter.
In this world, the more one knows, the more one doesn’t know. If one constantly pursues results, one will ultimately overlook all processes and miss many things that cannot be missed.
This scene was just like everything in his previous life.
After sensing the jade-like flying sword, Zhou Yan sensed the Xuanyuan Sword, which, unsurprisingly, trembled slightly.
Following the direction of the vibration, Zhou Yan entered an ancient desolate mountain of the Ji Family.
On the desolate mountain, there was nothing special, but there was a decayed tomb, with a tombstone that had rotted, marked with mottled traces, and the inscriptions on the tombstone were barely recognizable.
After observing for a mont, Zhou Yan recognized this as the tombstone of a person nad ’Ji Chang’ from the Ji Family.
However, there was nothing special within this tombstone, only a coffin that was also mottled and decayed.
The coffin lid was open, revealing a gap the size of a human head, with traces of bloodstains, as if soone had slept here.
Seeing the coffin, Zhou Yan thought of Ji Taichong, and then, using the thod of tracing the source, he unlocked the scene here.
The scenes were few, only clips of Ji Taichong lying in the coffin, sleeping and cultivating.
But this segnt allowed Zhou Yan to discover the anomaly of a unique nail within the coffin lid.
It was a nail, rusted, resembling ordinary mortal iron.
However, within this nail was the pure energy of Emperor Xuan Yuan, and the richness of that Emperor Qi was rather remarkable.
Ji Taichong was just an ordinary cultivator, and his rise was entirely due to obtaining a trace of Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy while sleeping here, allowing him to rise.
Having found the reason, Zhou Yan did not destroy the coffin but took out the nail, placing it into the Xuanyuan Sword.
Strangely, this ti the nail didn’t resist at all, and upon contact with the Xuanyuan Sword, it even actively integrated with it.
The Xuanyuan Sword released a large amount of Immortal Divine Power, feeding it back to Zhou Yan, causing his injuries to not only continuously recover but even grow further.
After this, Zhou Yan even felt that his soul had transford to the level of a Divine Soul, without enduring any Heavenly Tribulation, yet possessing a unique strength.
Not only did his Divinity recover, but even the quality of his Divine Soul erged.
If Zhou Yan could regain his forr Realm within his body, his combat power would instantly be restored completely.
In other words, invisibly, by acquiring a fragnt of the Xuanyuan Sword and receiving the baptism of its Divine Power, Zhou Yan’s combat power exploded once again.
At present, if he were to face the Evil King’s Avatar again, perhaps with just a thought, he could completely crush it.
Such progress, each step, crosses a terrifying distance.
"Is this the right path to live out one’s true self? Or perhaps, it is because of having an independent self, detached from Emperor Lei Yan’s range, that I am able to utilize a part of the Xuanyuan Sword’s power.
Previously, the Xuanyuan Sword’s power only belonged to the Xuanyuan Sword, only to Emperor Lei Yan, and not to , so even when I used it, it still consud my own Divine Power, rather than the power of Emperor Lei Yan."
"And earlier, when I said ’The Flying Sword is my heart, severing blood to prove the Emperor,’ it was because I was using the true power of a weapon, not my own power."
"Obviously, the complete Xuanyuan Sword can even allow Emperor Lei Yan to rise in a state of suppression, so the potential of the Xuanyuan Sword indeed far exceeds my imagination. The Divine Power gifted to now is not even a billionth, yet even just a thread of this power can develop my Divine Power to such an extent, which shows that the Xuanyuan Sword is extrely powerful."
"The Nine Origin descends, Reincarnation begins, various changes have occurred, all within a century’s ti, but a century, at this rate, is indeed more than enough."
Zhou Yan murmured to himself.
He had thought of these things a long ti ago, but not with such certainty nor with such profound understanding as now.
Now, after obtaining this nail and completing another round of Xuanyuan Sword Fragnt collection, there are four Xuanyuan Sword Fragnts left.
A piece is obtained from the Heavenly Evil Sword, a piece is obtained here, and another piece is in the Heavenly chanism Order.
However, the Heavenly chanism Order is relatively complex, and Zhou Yan hasn’t activated it yet.
But after the Ji Family visit, Zhou Yan will activate the Heavenly chanism Order.
At that ti, only three Xuanyuan Sword Fragnts will remain to be fully assembled.
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As Zhou Yan sensed the changes in the Xuanyuan Sword, he ca back to himself and took another walk around the Ji Family.
While the Ji Family is complex in many aspects, there are no unique secrets; the Ji Family itself possesses an ancient inheritance, which is the reason this family stands firm.
This is a family truly possessing ancient heritage.
And thinking of Ji Tianxu, Zhou Yan, out of past dealings with the Evil King, did not hold a grudge.
After observing and sensing the last Forbidden Land, Zhou Yan did not find anything further.
Thus, Zhou Yan did not stay in the Ji Family longer, ascending with his sword, transforming into a stream of light as he left.
After leaving the Ji Family, Zhou Yan activated the Heavenly chanism Order, initiating its unique Array Patterns, using this Heavenly chanism Order to enter Tianji Mountain.
Tianji Mountain remains the sa as it once was, seemingly unchanged in every aspect.
Yet Zhou Yan knows that Tianji Mountain is no longer the Tianji Mountain of the past.
At this mont, Tianji Mountain does not possess the Heavenly chanism Breath that once perated every corner but is instead desolate.
Much like entering the ancient Ancestor Land of the Jade Fox Clan in the Netherworld Blood Pool, it is desolate.
Between heaven and earth, death perates.
The Heavenly chanism Breath is faint, nearly entirely lost, with the entirety of Tianji Mountain withering and desolate.
If not for the faultless Heavenly chanism Order, Zhou Yan would even suspect he had co to a barren mountain in late autumn, rather than Tianji Mountain.
But now Zhou Yan is quite sure this is Tianji Mountain, only Tianji Mountain no longer possesses the Heavenly chanism.
Along the journey, Tianji Mountain is littered with corpses, scattered everywhere.
These bones are riddled with holes, decayed and damaged, sprouting dark gray and dark brown fuzz, appearing quite miserable.
From the tattered scars on these bones, it is evident these cultivators faced inhuman torture and abuse, suffering unspeakably.
Along the way up the mountain, Zhou Yan encountered many such skeletons, his mood inevitably also turning bleak.
Atop the barren height of Tianji Mountain, Zhou Yan saw the bare Heavenly chanism Hall.
The hall is quite simple, the doors lost, one door fallen on the ground; crafted from rare material, the door is in ruins, twisted like a shivering, curled-up beast.
Inside the hall, an ancient statue is enshrined.
The statue is ancient bronze, two ters tall, yet covered with countless sword scars, these scars radiating an ancient aura, evoking the passage of ti, impacting the heart.
Beneath the statue sits a corpse, cross-legged, as if in Sitting Death. The backbone of the corpse is upright, the posture very proper.
Yet this corpse has its skull drooping, the shinbone forcibly twisted, the skull hanging from the neck.
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