Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The ti agreed upon with Hades Supre had arrived.
Ling Chen, who was cultivating in his room, suddenly opened his eyes and erged from his cultivation state.
During these three days, Hades Supre had done a lot of preparatory work. The strongn of the Witch Fiend Sect had mostly infiltrated, those needing ambush were ambushing, and those needing to be in place were in place. At this crucial mont, everything was ready, only awaiting Ling Chen's action.
Having made his decision, Ling Chen naturally would not hesitate any longer. On the third day, he proposed to Ling Tingfeng that he wished to enter the Ancestor Pavilion for cultivation.
The Ancestor Pavilion is a vital place for the Ling Family, displaying many important items. The Saint's Soul Niche is just one of them. Other items, such as ancient treasures stored by the Ling Family that are rarely used, are kept in the Ancestor Pavilion. Furthermore, portraits left by generations of top figures of the Ling Family ancestors, each embodying the inheritance of a Ling Family ancestor, are no ordinary paintings and must not be underestimated.
This ti, Ling Chen said he wanted to enter the Ancestor Pavilion for cultivation to accept the inheritance of the Ling Family ancestors, which is why he was allowed entry.
After all, given Ling Chen's current status within the Ling Family, he could obtain almost anything he asked for. Of course, excluding the Saint's Soul Niche, and coupled with the previous refusal from Ling Tingfeng regarding the Saint's Soul Niche, this ti, Ling Chen's request to enter the Ancestor Pavilion for cultivation faced much less resistance.
However, this ti, Ling Chen was not entering alone. Six people were selected from the young generation to simultaneously enter the Ancestor Pavilion: Ling Yuxuan, Ling Feng, Ling Hai, Ling Xue, and one more, Ling Han Ye, were all entering the Ancestor Pavilion.
In the past, the young generation had opportunities to enter the Ancestor Pavilion, but only once or twice in a lifeti, making this essentially an advancent of the young generation's entry ti into the Ancestor Pavilion.
The location of the Ancestor Pavilion is at the deepest part of the Ling Family, hidden among layers of back mountains. Led by Ling Tingfeng, they proceeded about several miles deep, finally arriving at a steep cliff.
The Ancestor Pavilion is indeed the heartland of the Ling Family, surrounded by layers of array formations. Anyone other than an owner of the Ling Family attempting to barge into the Ancestor Pavilion is rely dreaming.
Nevertheless, as Ling Chen advanced, he secretly morized all the routes and rembered the positions of the array formation switches to prevent entering without a way out when the ti cos.
He definitely needed to walk these paths again.
Rumble!
An ancient stone door opened on both sides, revealing a deep tunnel. A group of people stepped into the passage, descending along the stairs, quickly entering an ancient Stone Palace.
The palace was extrely vast, approximately a thousand feet in size. Standing within, one felt as insignificant as an ant, overwheld by its grandeur and magnificence, inspiring a sense of awe.
Inside the palace, there were giant stone pillars, atop which floated several balls of thunder light. Within the balls, one could vaguely see scrolls, weapons, armor, etc., and their fluctuations were quite strong.
These items were all rather powerful treasures and martial arts, so treasures reaching Holy Grade levels.
Seeing these dazzling treasures, Ling Chen's heart trembled slightly. The Ling Family is indeed one of the foremost thousand-year Aristocratic Families in the Nine Provinces, its foundations making one's heart surge with excitent.
Not only Ling Chen, but others like Ling Yuxuan were also entering the Ancestor Pavilion for the first ti, eagerly looking around with fiery eyes.
They all knew that prohibitions existed on all these treasures. Any contact would trigger the prohibitions, leading to unimaginable consequences.
Withdrawing his gaze from the light balls, Ling Chen turned forward, seeing in the deepest part of the palace a stone statue approximately twenty ters high.
The stone statue sat solemnly on the throne, donned in battle armor, with an imposing visage. Vaguely, a trendously startling aura emanated from the statue, not truly existing but carried by the statue itself.
Moreover, the stone statue's eyes resembled two green leaves, verdant, yet seemingly concealing a world of sword qi within, possessing tangible destructive power.
Under the aura carried by the stone statue, Ling Chen's breathing slightly paused, then his gaze grew solemn. rely a statue possesses such presence; one can't imagine its true manifestation's potential to awe the heavens.
"This is the first-generation ancestor of our Ling Family, the Green Leaf Sword Saint."
Ling Tingfeng introduced to Ling Chen and the group, "Back then, Ancestor Qingye cultivated for a full two hundred years before he beca a Saint. After becoming a Saint, he spent only a hundred years to beco a High-level Saint, traversed the world with his sword, defeated twelve famous Sword Saints of the ti, ultimately achieving unparalleled prowess. He returned to the Xuzhou territory to establish the lineage of the Swordsaint Family. He is the greatest person of our Ling Family."
Upon hearing this, Ling Chen nodded, a sense of admiration for the Green Leaf Sword Saint arising.
The individual epitomizes the model of building strength slowly and seizing opportunities later. Cultivating for two hundred years to beco a Saint may not be considered genius, but then becoming a High-level Saint in a hundred years is remarkable. Many are stuck at one Realm for decades; otherwise, High-level Saints would not be so rare in the Nine Provinces Land.
Ling Chen's gaze lingered on the statue for a mont, then shifted to the eleven paintings hanging on both walls. Each painting is distinctly different, not only in images but also in aura emitted from each one.
So depict scenery in the Spring, so portrait figures, and even birds flocking to the phoenix. However, these are only appearances; the important aspect is the aura contained within. Each painting is left by a Ling Family ancestor, bearing the most confidential inheritance of the Ling Family.
Ling Chen leisurely approached one of the paintings, which depicted a blue Treasure Sword and nothing else, remarkably lonely and vast.
When Ling Chen's gaze focused on that sword, suddenly, the sword in the painting seed alive, detaching from the scroll. The sword's blade pointed directly at Ling Chen, shooting forward fiercely.
Ling Chen's expression changed drastically as he retreated rapidly, but it was already too late—the sword light pierced into his brow. In that mont, Ling Chen felt his brain's nerves shocked. If not for his strong Sword Spirit Embryo, he likely would have been knocked unconscious.
This painting is extraordinary.
"This is an unparalleled swordsmanship left by the Eighth-generation Family Master, known as the Sword Controlling Technique."
As Ling Chen's expression returned to normal, Ling Tingfeng walked forward from behind, his slightly solemn voice resonating.
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