Ye Family Ancestral Hall, Soul Lamp Quiet Room.
This is where the soul lamps of important members of the Ye family are placed. The soul lamp is one of the three major branches of the wisdom path and the treasure of the soul path.
As a member of the holy families, the Ye family installed a soul lamp which is a magical treasure of the instrument level.
The light of the twenty-three soul lamps added a touch of brightness to the dark clean room, making it no longer so gloomy.
However, one of the soul lamps belonging to Ye Ducheng could never be lit again, as the lamp went out when the person died.
In front of Ye Ducheng's soul lamp, a middle-aged man in a linen training robe was standing quietly, his pair of white jade eyes staring coldly at the soul lamp.
He slowly moved his hand to the hilt of a huge sword slung behind his back.
This knife is like a horse-slaying knife. The blade is six feet long and five fingers wide. It is dark black in color, shining brightly. It is heavy and domineering, yet it has an extremely sharp aura.
The hilt guard is a gorgeous and luxurious cross, dotted with crystal clear gems of various colors. It is not in the Middle-earth style, but has an exotic Western style.
"The lackeys of Taoist Shi are harming my child!"
Endless murderous intent was revealed in Ye Yixiao's stone pupils.
His gaze could actually create cracks in the field of suppressing luck that was released by the Wu Hou Chariot, a precious weapon and immortal treasure.
Just as Ye Yixiao's hand had just grasped the hilt of the knife, the air in the Soul Lamp Quiet Room behind him suddenly turned crimson.
The red light was scattered in all directions, like a whirlpool. A pair of extremely cold and ruthless eyes were staring coldly at Ye Yixiao's back.
"Hehehe, no matter how cunning and treacherous you are, you still have to drink my foot washing water!"
"If you don't take action, I won't be able to steal your energy, and I won't be able to calculate your wisdom!"
Chen Fei's eyes took a deep look at the long sword behind Ye Yixiao, and he also felt the majestic Dharma body and Dao marks on Ye Yixiao's body.
"A divine weapon, perhaps even a peerless divine weapon? Could it be that it was refined by the Daoist Master again?"
"The information that was spread out is indeed false. Who said that the Ye family does not have masters of the magical realm?"
Chen Fei felt that Ye Yixiao in front of him was extremely powerful and he was definitely no match for him.
Even Chen Fei felt that it would be extremely difficult for his adoptive father Ma Renjie, a top master who had crossed the chasm once and reached the sixth level, to kill Ye Yixiao.
This Ye Yixiao is very likely to have strength close to that of a top master.
One hundred Dao Marks can increase the power of the corresponding school's killing move by 10%.
From the first to the third level of supernatural powers, the number of Dao traces ranges from zero to three thousand.
Once one reaches the fourth heaven and overcomes the natural chasm, one will have at least one destiny mark added to his body. One destiny mark is comparable to 100,000 ordinary marks.
A Grandmaster who crosses the second chasm will gain at least one hundred Heavenly Fate Dao Marks.
The Grandmaster who has reached the half-step celestial being level after three times of crossing the chasm of heaven will have an additional ten thousand Heavenly Fate Dao Marks.
The fourth chasm is for the gods, which adds at least one million destiny traces at a time.
The fifth natural chasm is the second level of heaven and man, adding at least 100 million traces of destiny.
The Sixth Natural Moat is the third level of the Heavenly Man Realm, adding at least 10 billion Heavenly Fate Dao Marks.
These 'common sense of practitioners' were all obtained by Chen Fei when he was worshipping the Heart Sacred Scroll brought by Zhang Wenchong. The descriptions on it were the kind that everyone in the practice circle knew.
Just as Ye Yixiao grasped the hilt of the black long sword behind him, suddenly a dazzling white light illuminated the entire clean room.
Fade Chen's eyes showed astonishment, and he murmured in disbelief, "Is this... God's favor? The will of Heaven has descended, and someone is projecting their own will through the will of Heaven?"
The dim light and the rich will of heaven transformed into one figure after another.
"Mr. Yixiao, calm down and don't expose yourself!"
"Fellow Daoist Ye, before you advance to become a celestial being, if you are exposed and targeted by the spies of the Nine Nether Demons, there will be endless conspiracies against you."
"Some of those who witnessed the donor's vision of awakening to the divine form are still isolated in Middle-earth, far away from home."
"Mr. Yixiao, we understand your anger. We will investigate the matter and make sure the truth comes to light!"
Chen Fei looked at the clones of will below with curiosity, thinking to himself, these are the masters of the Heavenly Realm of the current Human Race Righteous Alliance. It seems that at the very least they are immortals, and there are even some with great supernatural powers.
'The Second Fist Saint' Jin Chanfei, 'The Holy Emperor of the Extreme Sky' Zhang Dajiang.
'Taixu Heavenly Lord' Yan Xuantian, 'Baiyun Heavenly Lord' Yun Shuihan, 'Guanyun Heavenly Master' Zhang Daoling, 'Meihua Heavenly Lord' Wang Simu.
'Tianjian' Cheng Hao, 'Nine Apertures Jade King' Cui Yan, 'Ten Thousand Sources Return' Li Tianyuan, 'Four Seas Co-Master' Pi Dingxiu, 'Ten Thousand Trees and Thousand Flowers' Zhu Xian.
The names of these people flowed in Chen Fei's mind. Their identities were all the "common sense in the cultivation world" that Chen Fei obtained from the Heart Sacred Scroll he brought back when he worshipped Zhang Wenchong last time. They were the kind that everyone knew.
How could Chen Fei not understand at this moment that Ye Yixiao was actually the celestial being who had caused strange phenomena in the East China Sea.
Those who witnessed Ye Yixiao's vision heard that they would have to be quarantined in Middle-earth.
Zhang Wenchong received a transfer order from the Heavenly Court to serve as a guard to protect those quarantined people.
Chen Fei was glad that he did things in the right way. Although he was a bit hypocritical, having this layer of moral skin was much better than being a villain with no bottom line.
At least he didn't kill all the bystanders in order to keep the secret.
"Hey, that bastard Wang Yu is really not here. Could it be that he's so awesome, but he's actually not a celestial being? Or was he really lying when he complained about being ostracized?"
Just when Chen Fei was confused, he suddenly felt the ripples of the void.
Zhongzhou, Hexi County, Dayuan Prefecture.
The Wang family's ancestral home was built magnificently, with specifications far exceeding those of the Yujing Palace. It stretched across the center of the city, and a rich purple aura was rising.
In the core of the palace, Wang Yu sat high on the dragon throne, wearing a black nine-dragon imperial robe, a flat crown on his head, with pearl and jade tassels hanging down, half covering his face. He looked majestic and imposing, reaching straight into the ninth heaven.
The magnificent hall was empty except for a girl in white, who was dancing with a sword and showing off her martial arts skills.
This girl is Wang Yu’s newly adopted daughter. On the surface, she is an adopted daughter, but in fact, she is his biological illegitimate daughter.
Although Wang Yu is only three months older than Zhang Wenchong on the surface, as one of the leaders of the righteous human race, he can enter a special world that can accelerate or slow down time.
Suddenly, a trace of astonishment appeared in Wang Yu's eyes, and his gaze turned to the southeast. With the help of his status in the Heavenly Dao, he followed the faint connection and saw the ancestral hall of the Ye family. He saw the strange and terrifying eyes that were staring coldly at the many clones of the will of heaven and man.
Suddenly, the strange blood-red eyes noticed Wang Yu's gaze, and the cold eyes changed subtly, following Wang Yu's gaze, and looked over.
When their eyes met, the strange bloodshot eyes disappeared in an instant.
Wang Yu screamed, covered his head, and rolled off the dragon throne.
"What the hell, what the hell!"
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