"Looks like I was overthinking it!"
Han Feng couldn't help but feel disappointed.
He thought he was overthinking it; there was no way such a coincidence could happen.
"Uncle Fu, would you like to come with me to Yellow Maple Valley? You are quite old, but I can cleanse your marrow and replenish your lifespan, adding one or two hundred years to your lifespan without any problem." Han Feng prepared to leave.
"No need, I know my own body well, so I won't trouble you, young master. If you really want to, you can bring a few more family disciples." Uncle Fu shook his head and refused.
"Alright then, take good care of yourself."
"Wait a moment, young master, our ancestors left you something."
"Something left for me? I don't know about it." Han Feng was puzzled.
"This is the last thing our ancestor left behind. He never came back after that. Our ancestor told us palace guards to keep it a secret."
"Unless someone in the family has entered a celestial sect and reached a certain level, they can only reveal this."
“Young Master, I’ve always seen your extraordinary talent since I was a child. I thought you would definitely become an immortal like our ancestor. I was right. It’s time to hand this over to you.”
Uncle Fu led Han Feng and the other man into a passage.
After passing through the passage, the two entered a secret room.
A portrait also hangs in the secret room, depicting Han Li in blue robes.
However, there are still many differences; this Han Li has a more immortal aura.
The portrait of Han Li outside the palace suggests that his cultivation level is not high, indicating that he has only been cultivating in the Immortal Sect for a short time.
The portrait in the secret chamber suggests that Han Li has been cultivating for a long time, and the painter captured his immortal aura when making the copy.
It's impossible for Han Feng to discern a person's cultivation level from a portrait.
However, he also came to a simple realization: his ancestor's cultivation level was definitely not low.
Even if we don't call him an immortal, his cultivation level should have reached the Nascent Soul stage.
"This secret room was once the room where our ancestors lived when they were young. Now it has been transformed into a secret room, and the things left behind by our ancestors are also hidden here."
Uncle Fu was not a cultivator after all; he had already reached the limit.
"Ancestor, come and take a look quickly, this sword makes me feel dangerous." Li Shenhai immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Let me see."
Han Feng immediately went over to check, and a sword that was entirely golden came into view.
“When I reach out my hand, I feel a sense of crisis, but I don’t feel any sword energy on this sword.” Li Shenhai was puzzled.
“This sword isn’t a real sword, so naturally you can’t sense its sword energy.” Han Feng quickly realized this.
"Not a sword?" Li Shenhai was bewildered.
"Young Master's eye is truly unique. This golden sword is indeed not a real sword, but rather a kind of golden insect," Uncle Fu explained.
"Golden worms? These golden worms devour everything, leaving almost nothing behind in their wake," Li Feiyu exclaimed in surprise.
“Yes, it’s these golden bugs.” Uncle Fu began to recount the past.
This golden sword was left behind by Han Li's ancestor, and it is said to be composed of golden insects used in spellcasting.
Before leaving, Han Li's ancestor told the Han family descendants that they had three chances to use it.
As long as everyone hides in the secret room and uses the blood of the direct descendants of the Han family, they will be able to activate the Golden Sword.
The golden sword transforms into golden insects, which will instantly engulf those outside the secret room.
When the Han family members came out again, the enemies and buildings outside were gone.
The Han family used the golden sword twice, and did not use it once.
The Han family was nearly wiped out twice, but they were saved thanks to the Golden Sword.
“Young master, you should take this golden sword with you. You are the only direct descendant in the clan now, and only you can wield this sword.”
"I'd like to try it with my blood."
"That won't do. If blood is spilled, the outer palace might not be able to be saved."
"Don't worry about that, I won't let them do anything reckless."
"Then I'll follow your instructions, young master."
Han Feng slit his wrist, and blood dripped onto the golden sword.
After absorbing Han Feng's blood, the golden sword immediately transformed into countless golden insects.
These gold-devouring insects have sharp teeth and their golden armor shines brightly.
"It really is a gold-devouring insect!" Li Shenhai exclaimed in surprise.
He had suspected it might be something like this, but its appearance still caused him to lose his composure.
This Gold-Eating Insect ranks first among the ten most ferocious insects, possessing the characteristics of being invincible and having an extremely hard body.
People or spirit beasts of the same level would run as far away as possible upon seeing the Gold-Eating Insect.
The Gold-Eating Insect in front of him was only at the Core Formation stage, but Li Shenhai, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, was still terrified of it.
He felt that if these gold-devouring insects swarmed him, he might very well perish here.
These are gold-devouring insects, which are ferocious by nature. As soon as they emerge, they go to devour everything in their path, and they march outwards in a mighty wave.
"All of you, come here."
With a thought, Han Feng took control of the Gold-Eating Insects.
Upon hearing the command, the gold-eating insects swarmed around him.
Han Feng's wrist dripped a lot of essence blood, which he allowed the gold-devouring insects to devour.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" Uncle Fu asked with concern.
"I'm performing a blood oath ceremony, it'll be fine," Han Feng explained.
These gold-devouring insects must have used some unknown method on one of their ancestors.
Being able to bind one's own blood to its master is definitely an unexpected delight.
If the person dripping blood isn't Han Feng, this golden sword might truly be used for the last time.
Others have not undergone cultivation and do not possess magical power in their blood.
If the Gold-Eating Insects are driven one last time and fail to receive any useful essence blood to nourish them, they will starve to death.
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