CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: THE ARRIVAL OF THE ANCESTOR

When Jiang Cheng arrived, he saw thousands upon thousands of cultivators scattering in all directions.

The sky was densely packed with people, like a beehive that had exploded.

What’s the situation?

He casually stopped someone: "Brother, what happened?"

The Spirit Platform Cultivator was extremely anxious, and just as he was about to get angry at being blocked, he saw that the other party’s cultivation was unfathomable and quickly put on a smile.

"Reporting to senior, the Silence Sacred Land is going to war with the Mingxin Sacred Land!"

"This level of battle can easily spread to the innocent. If an Ascending to Saint Venerable attacks at will, we would be scattered to ashes, so we’re all fleeing for our lives."

Oh, the Silence Sacred Land is quite proactive.

Jiang Cheng planned to fly in but reconsidered and gave up on the idea.

Just like the Eight Clouds Hall back then, the foundations of such sects are too deep.

There are experts everywhere; going in alone would not allow one to see everyone and might lead to an early demise.

Therefore, it’s necessary to think of a way to capture them all in one go.

Looking around, in addition to the fleeing cultivators, there were also quite a number of experts flying towards the entrance of the Silence Sacred Land.

The Silence Sacred Land has over a hundred thousand disciples, of course not all stay in the sect all the time.

Many have already extended their branches, establishing subsidiary forces elsewhere or training abroad.

Over tens of millions of years, they have formed considerable forces.

This time, to attack the Heart Division, the Sacred Land issued a call, and of course, these sect experts scattered outside all rushed back to help.

This is the foundation of a Sacred Land; Feixian Sect cannot even begin to compare.

If it weren’t for Brother Cheng’s strong guidance, even given a billion years, they would not reach this height.

From the outside, the mountain gate looks like nothing out of the ordinary.

Everyone flew towards the void, then shouted "open" and vanished from sight.

Jiang Cheng knew this must be a verbal magic curse.

It’s a pity that although he has a divine-grade Witch Seed, he has never learned witchcraft and really doesn’t know this technique.

Unless he intended to forcefully break through the restriction and just charge in.

Thinking it over, he had a sudden inspiration, found a hidden place and transformed into the form of Venerable Mirror Ring.

Although he had never seen the Great Elder’s true form, he had encountered the True Spirit Consciousness twice and transformed into an exact likeness.

Except the aura was still at the level of Ascending to Saint True Spirit Consciousness.

This was enough, as none of the people outside had reached the Ascending to Saint level.

Using divine thought to probe would find it unfathomable.

Once he appeared, everyone stopped, panic-stricken, rolling and crawling, many directly falling from the sky.

It wasn’t because Jiang Cheng did anything, but because they dared not linger in the sky.

Venerable Mirror Ring was an old generation Ascending to Saint Fifth Layer strong person, whose fame had long spread throughout the Thousand Spirit Domain.

In the areas surrounding the Sacred Land, he was like a god; who didn’t know him?

In front of such a venerable figure, who dares to fly?

Who dares to fly above his head?

With a thud, a large group of people knelt down.

All rushing to support the Silence Sacred Land.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Great Elder!"

"Greetings, Uncle Master Ancestor, I am Wu Rong, Elder Wuzhen’s chief disciple. I had the honor of meeting you under his leadership five hundred thousand years ago. Do you still remember me?"

"Greetings, Grand Uncle Master Ancestor, I am Xue Ji, formerly of Feiyan Pavilion. Three hundred thousand years ago I established a family outside, these are my unworthy descendants..."

"Why aren’t you all bowing to your ancestor!"

"Ancestor, how come you are not in the sect but outside?"

Venerable Mirror Ring had been around for a million years; his disciples and grand-disciples were already important figures, and these were the disciples of their disciples.

Yet most of them were in the Daoist Palace Realm, now all powerful figures.

Among them were some at the Daoist Palace Ninth Layer, who could make Xiang Gaoye shiver a little in the Qianxing Dynasty.

Yet now they all knelt in droves at Jiang Cheng’s feet.

As for juniors in the Celestial Fate and Spirit Platform Realms, do they qualify to speak in such a setting?

Obediently prostrating, making intimate contact with the ground is all they need to do.

This made Brother Cheng extremely pleased.

Emma, this Transformation Technique is indeed very handy; it was just transformed into the wrong person last time.

He let out a cold snort, putting on a full display of grandeur.

"The ancestor’s actions, are they for you to guess?"

"No, we dare not!"

"Please forgive us, ancestor!"

"We deserve to die for our crimes!"

If the ancestor really wanted to kill them, it would only be a thought away.

"Alright, alright, you bunch of useless!"

No need for him to chant any entering verbal magic, even the disciples guarding the restrictions knelt, opening the restriction to welcome this ancestor in.

Stepping inside, it was indeed a whole new world.

Inside, mist swirled, the glow soared.

An endless expanse of palaces floated mid-air, similar to the Mingxin Sacred Land.

Only in terms of display and atmosphere, this place was much more advanced than Mingxin Sacred Land.

Flocks of spirit birds flew across the sky from time to time, making clear tones.

In peaks shrouded in clouds, amidst flying waterfalls and flowing springs, Tier Eight and Tier Nine spirit medicines could be seen everywhere, with even higher tier heavenly and earthly treasures growing among them.

The spiritual Qi was abundant, taking a breath was refreshing, it was simply a scene of an immortal realm.

Jiang Cheng was filled with joy.

This place was going to become the new home of the Feixian Sect, just thinking about it made him a little excited.

Glancing at the group of experts trailing behind him, he waved a big hand.

"Follow the ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was overjoyed.

Originally, they thought they’d be led by various peak elders after entering.

Unexpectedly, they could be personally commanded by the ancestor, it was like a great luck, what a fortune!

"Yes, yes!"

"Alright!"

"Stay close, don’t miss any order from the ancestor!"

Everyone was incredibly excited, wishing they could do an aerial split on the spot to please the ancestor.

A grand procession of several thousand headed straight to the heart of the mountain gate.

After flying a few hundred miles, another group of over a thousand cultivators appeared from the side.

Upon seeing Jiang Cheng, several leading elders and Saint Heir immediately stopped their clouds and tumbled to kneel.

"Greetings, Uncle Master Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Grand Uncle Master Ancestor, what brings you here?"

"We thought you were already at the Divine One Main Hall for discussions..."

Jiang Cheng now roughly understood the stature Venerable Mirror Ring commanded, meeting them was not intimidating at all, and instead, he put on a stern face.

"You imbeciles, do I need to report my whereabouts to you?"

"No, we dare not..."

"Disciple deserves to die..."

"Begging for the ancestor’s mercy..."

When these elders and Saint Heirs acted just as nervously as they did before, it made Brother Cheng extremely pleased.

Wow, this transformation technique is incredibly useful after all. Last time, I just transformed into the wrong person.

He snorted coldly, displaying his full majesty.

"Do you think you can guess what the ancestor intends to do?"

"No, no!"

"Please forgive us, ancestor!"

"We deserve ten thousand deaths!"

If the ancestor really wished to kill them with a thought, it would be done in an instant.

"Enough, enough, a bunch of trash!"

There was no need for him to recite any verbal magic to open the entrance when the disciples guarding the restrictions were prostrating on the ground, opening the way ahead of him.

The sight of Elder Wuzhen’s elders and the Saint Heir crawling and so fearful like they had been earlier filled Brother Cheng with immense satisfaction.

Damn, this Transformation Technique was really useful, it was just last time that he changed into the wrong person.

He coldly snorted, acting with full pomp.

"Do you think you can predict the actions of the ancestor?"

"No, we dare not!"

"Please forgive us, ancestor!"

"We are unworthy and deserve to die!"

The ancestor could simply kill them with a thought if he wished.

"Alright, alright, a bunch of useless fools!"

There was no need for him to recite any verbal magic for entrance as the disciples guarding the restriction were already kneeling all over the place, and opened the barrier to let him in.

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