The only requirement is that one must swear an oath with their soul before drawing the ancestral sword.

One must not use public office for private gain, nor use the ancestral sword to do anything that harms the sect.

Otherwise, both body and soul will be annihilated by the ancestral sword, and the soul will be scattered!

At this moment, all the elders and peak masters who knew the meaning of the ancestral sword were shocked.

Some people even felt their scalp tingle.

The fact that the sect leader invoked the ancestral sword at the outset shows her determination today.

Is she really going to clear Gu Jian's name?

But what's the point of justifying it?

I heard it's already...

As Ye Qingcheng's voice faded.

Ye Qingcheng stood up and pointed towards the sky covered by the protective array of the Misty Sect.

Buzz!

A spatial rift appeared out of nowhere above the heads of tens of thousands of people in the Misty Sect.

At the same time, a ray of celestial light shone out from the spatial rift, carrying with it a vast and mighty sword aura.

As the sword light of the ancestral sword spread out.

The souls of tens of thousands of people in the Misty Sect were drawn in at this moment.

The soul flickered violently like a candle flame, as if it could be destroyed by the ancestral sword at any moment.

"kneel!"

The Grand Elder of Judgment Peak let out a loud shout.

Tens of thousands of disciples and elders of the Misty Sect, as well as the peak masters of each peak, knelt down in worship before the ancestral sword.

Ye Qingcheng raised her hand, put two fingers together, and swore an oath facing the ancestral sword.

"I, Ye Qingcheng, the thirty-ninth sect leader of the Misty Sect, swear by my soul!"

"What I, Ye Qingcheng, have done today is worthy of the Misty Sect and worthy of our ancestors!"

"We will never engage in favoritism or corruption, never use public office for private gain, and never harm the sect!"

"If anyone disobeys, may my soul be scattered and my spirit vanish!"

Buzz!

The ancestral sword emitted a sound that shook the very soul, and then burst forth with boundless celestial light.

It was as if it had accepted Ye Qingcheng's vow.

It slowly flew down from the sky and landed in front of Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng reached out and grasped the Ancestral Sword. As the Ancestral Sword shone brightly, a terrifying aura erupted from Ye Qingcheng's body.

At the same time, a phantom appeared behind her.

It radiates celestial light, like a spiritual entity.

Her appearance was sacred and inviolable, perfect and majestic.

It wasn't Ye Qingcheng.

They were the first ancestors.

It was as if our first ancestors had come in person!

Those around were astonished by this miraculous sight.

The phantom of the first ancestor had his eyes closed.

Like a goddess descending to earth.

She radiated a divine light, and under its glow, all filth would be exposed.

Holding the ancestral sword, Ye Qingcheng's gaze met the eyes of everyone within her reach.

The more than one hundred people kneeling on the ground were even more terrified, their bodies trembling.

Even Liu Ruyan, who was standing next to Ye Qingcheng, was a little nervous at this moment, her hands unconsciously clenching her clothes.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was filled with murderous intent, and her sharp gaze swept over the person kneeling on the ground.

Her gaze first fell on her two disciples.