Therefore, even though Ye Sheng from Ye Ziming’s lineage is still alive, Ye Zigeng set aside his own petty sches and seriously started planning for the family, unlike previous ancestral rituals where everyone only thought about how to save themselves.
"Alright, I will bring out an ancestor, no matter what, we must ensure the ancestor protects the family head’s safe departure. What are your opinions?"
After a brief consideration, Ye Ziming looked at the others and inquired.
"Ancestor, please unleash our heritage, the hope for the Ye family’s revival has erged, we must preserve sufficient seeds of the immortal flas!" The elders of the Ye family nodded in agreent.
The Ye Clan’s heritage is sealed within a small formation barrier inside the Linglong Tower.
According to several of our ancestors, it could be regarded as the tenth level of the Linglong Tower. The space is not large and there is no particular decoration or scenery, just a very ordinary small formation barrier.
If anything stands out, it’s the extrely dense spiritual energy inside this small formation barrier, filled with various treasures that can gather spiritual energy, even including a formation to gather spiritual energy.
Throughout the small formation barrier, spiritual energy is so dense that it almost becos liquid, even standing outside, one can feel the refreshing and serene atmosphere like a mystical realm, a gentle breath would open every pore on the body, bringing peace of mind.
Amid the water-like inexorable spiritual energy, three elderly figures like withered trees sit cross-legged. Their attire is very ancient, with the oldest being from tens of thousands of years ago.
They might even be from ancient tis!
Witnessing the fall of the Samsara Master and the rise and decline of the Ye family!
These three elders, their aura is so faint it almost cannot be sensed, sitting cross-legged with closed eyes like statues, the only daunting aspect is the terrifying pressure naturally emanating from them.
Peak of Heavenly God Realm? Or... higher?
Ye Chen and Ye Lingtian exchanged glances, both filled with astonishnt in their eyes.
"Remarkable, I thought Ye Shaoyou had long vanished into the river of history, yet he had sealed his level of cultivation, becoming the family’s heritage."
In Ye Chen’s mind, the words of the Lingtian Arrow God ca, full of amazent.
"Master, do you know these three elders?" Ye Chen asked.
"I don’t know the other two, but the one on the far right, I am very familiar with."
Lingtian Arrow God’s voice carried a tone of reminiscence, sighing: "He was a renowned figure back then, with celestial talent and unyielding spirit, astonishing cultivation speed, his Void Heavenly Divine Spirit Technique was unparalleled, and almost invincible at the sa level."
Not long after, Ye Chen learned a lot about Ye Shaoyou from Lingtian Arrow God.
Ye Shaoyou, a peerless individual from endless ages past, possessing a unique constitution—the Void Heavenly Divine Body, he gained fa in his youth, at that ti, the Samsara Master and Ye family were truly colossal entities of the Divine Kingdom!
No one dared to oppose them even in the Upper Realm and Outer Realm!
With the Ye family, this Big Tree as his backing, Ye Shaoyou’s growth went smoothly.
He rose all the way up, defeating countless contemporary experts, ultimately earning the title of Void Heavenly Holy Emperor.
However, the phrase "Heaven is jealous of talent" is not casually said.
At Ye Shaoyou’s peak, while traveling, he fell into a desperate situation, although he eventually returned, he was left with nurous injuries, especially the most serious Dao injury, nearly impossible to heal.
After that, Ye Shaoyou vanished from sight, and eventually, no one ever saw him appear again.
Like many, Lingtian Arrow God thought he had perished from the Dao injury, only to discover he still lived, and had transford into one of the family’s heritage.
The so-called heritage is such.
A family, a sect, passes down through generations, always producing so extraordinary individuals, so of whom may die in battle, others may pass away normally, but so may quietly conceal themselves.
Sealing their level of cultivation, sealing their vitality, allowing their body to enter a fake death state.
This allows them to have exceptionally long lifespans, so in the event the family faces so great hardship or powerful enemy, they can be awakened in the shortest ti to exert peak-level combat strength.
Then...
After the battle, regardless of victory or defeat, there is death.
Yes, death.
Individuals like them lived endless ages longer in a ’fake death’ state, maybe for thousands of years, perhaps tens of thousands of years, but once they exit this state, after exerting their imnse power, their vitality begins to rapidly vanish, unable to exist for long.
Ti, unseen and untouchable, yet the most terrifying.
To steal more ti from its grasp ultimately requires a greater cost.
This is also why heritage diminishes with use, especially for forces in decline, such heritage becos crucial, each use needing to be on the edge of the blade.
Under the guidance of Ye Ziming, nurous Ye Clan disciples began to pay homage to these three ancestors, after three kneels and nine bows, Ye Ziming went forward, circulating spiritual energy and slowly channeling it into Elder Ye Shaoyou.
"Boom!"
In no ti, a powerful wave suddenly erupted from this withered elder’s body, forming a visibly oscillating force that swiftly spread beyond the Linglong Tower.
"Swish!"
When the elder opened his eyes, golden brilliance shone in them, the terrifying aura instantly perated the entire Jueye Land, so Ye Clan disciples with insufficient levels of cultivation imdiately fell to the ground, unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure.
"Who dares awaken this old man?"
A deep, husky voice echoed, like thunder crashing by the ears, causing many young disciples’ heads to buzz.
"Family’s unworthy descendant Ye Ziming, pays respect to ancestor!"
Ye Ziming imdiately knelt down, his head touching the ground.
"Ancestor, the family’s millennia-long ancestral ritual has been accomplished today, the revival of the family is imminent, but we are at the most perilous mont, none of us have sufficient certainty to escape the danger, therefore awakened..."
Whoosh!
Before finishing his words, the elder in ancient costu raised a hand and directly grasped Ye Ziming before him, then, his fingers pointed at Ye Ziming’s brow.
The surrounding Ye family disciples saw this, their expressions slightly changed, but quickly cald down.
Because this ancestor was reading Ye Ziming’s mories.
"Indeed the sa as the rumors of the past, this person hasn’t changed a bit." Lingtian Arrow God chuckled, "Back in the day, he could not stand lengthy speeches of others, often directly reading their mories, for which he almost muddled himself."
A figure who has lived for so many years, the complexity of his mories is naturally needless to say, directly reading it equals experiencing everything others have gone through himself.
Two different mories colliding can easily cause cognitive confusion.
This is only when others do not resist, if the one being read consciously resists, the danger of reading mories becos even greater.
Not long after, the elder learned the specifics from Ye Ziming, his gray-white hair all stood up, "Hmph, truly a decline from generation to generation, how has my illustrious Ye family fallen to such a state!"
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