Just after everyone left, Yuan Zhexian's figure vanished from the spot like a ghost.
When he reappeared, he had already arrived in the Ancestral Temple Mountains.
As Yuan Zhexian stepped into the ancestral temple, he was surprised to find Yuan Taixu and Yuan Haoran engaged in a fierce exchange of blows.
Although there is still a certain gap between their current cultivation levels, Yuan Haoran deliberately suppressed his own cultivation level to be the same as Yuan Taixu's.
They were locked in a fierce battle in the sky above the ancestral temple, exchanging blows and entangled with each other, seemingly evenly matched.
However, a closer look reveals that Yuan Taixu actually holds the upper hand and is subtly suppressing Yuan Haoran.
In order to cope with the immense pressure from Yuan Taixu, Yuan Haoran revealed almost all of his trump cards, even unleashing his supreme divine weapon.
However, even so, he was still helpless against Yuan Taixu.
In contrast, Yuan Taixu merely used his terrifying magical power to perform ordinary sword techniques, without even using his most proficient Taixu Sword Scripture.
This situation clearly illustrates the problem.
Those watching from the sidelines were naturally well aware of the situation.
Given equal cultivation levels, Yuan Taixu's current talent and aptitude are indeed far superior to Yuan Haoran's.
Just then, everyone in the ancestral temple saw Yuan Zhexian arrive and rushed forward like a tide.
Even Yuan Taixu and Yuan Haoran, who were engaged in fierce battle, stopped fighting at the same time and came to Yuan Zhexian together.
Apart from Tai'a Qingcheng, everyone else bowed and cupped their hands, saying in unison, "Greetings, Your Excellency, Master."
Yuan Zhexian's gaze slowly fell on Yuan Taixu, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Time flies. That innocent and smiling child has now grown into an existence that is even more terrifying than Haoran among those of the same level."
Upon hearing Yuan Zhexian's lament, Yuan Taixu scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and chuckled.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhexian spoke again, saying, "That's very good. In this way, I can entrust the ancestral court to you with peace of mind."
His words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. Everyone present looked puzzled, not understanding what Yuan Zhexian meant by those words.
Just as everyone was wondering, Yuan Zhexian's voice rang out again: "I have broken through to the realm of immortals. In ten days, I will open the Flying Immortal Platform and ascend to the Immortal Realm."
Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became completely silent, so quiet that you could clearly hear a pin drop.
Only now did people awaken from their reverie to the faint, mysterious aura emanating from Yuan Zhexian, an aura that was difficult to fathom.
It was as if he had transcended the mortal world.
Standing to the side, Tai'a Qingcheng also had an indescribable complex expression on her face.
There was joy and pride, but even more so, a sense of loneliness and sorrow.
Because she knew that once Yuan Zhexian ascended to heaven, she didn't know when they would meet again.
Just then, Yuan Zhexian seemed to understand Tai'a Qingcheng's thoughts and gently comforted her, "Qingcheng, with your talent and aptitude, it's only a matter of time before you ascend to the Immortal Realm."
"Focus on your cultivation. I will be waiting for you to ascend to the Immortal Realm."
His words were gentle yet firm, as if giving Tai'a Qingcheng a sense of reassurance.
However, Tai'a Qingcheng's brows remained furrowed. She knew that what Yuan Zhexian said was true, but her worries did not lessen.
"Although you are a reincarnation of an immortal, your previous memories have not been fully awakened."
"Neither you nor I know what the Immortal Realm is like now."
Yuan Zhexian continued, "Therefore, I will go up first to scout the way, which can be regarded as laying a foundation for your future ascension to the Immortal Realm and having someone to rely on."
Tai'a Qingcheng remained silent for a moment before finally speaking: "Immortal, I understand everything you've said."
"However, deep in my memory, the celestial realm is completely different from the mortal realm."
Her voice was somewhat low, revealing a hint of fear of the immortal realm.
"The Immortal Realm is a world where the law of survival of the fittest is taken to its extreme."
Tai'a Qingcheng's gaze was fixed on the distance, as if she could see that celestial realm filled with cruelty and bloodshed.
“There, weakness is the original sin, and despair, collapse, death, and killing are everywhere.”
She took a deep breath and continued, "No matter what, Immortal, you must prioritize your own safety."
"For yourself, for me, and even more so for these relatives and friends."
Tai'a Qingcheng's words were full of concern and worry; she did not want Yuan Zhexian to encounter any misfortune in the immortal realm.
Yuan Zhexian nodded solemnly, indicating that his confidence in his abilities was not unfounded.
He possesses the body of the Great Dao, heaven-defying talent and genius. These factors combined make him capable of suppressing everything after he grows up, even in a world like the Immortal Realm where powerful beings abound.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhexian turned to the crowd again and solemnly announced: "After I ascend to the Immortal Realm, Taixu will become the second Venerable One, and you must wholeheartedly assist him."
His words revealed his trust in and expectations of Taixu.
Then, Yuan Zhexian turned to Yuan Taixu and said, "Taixu, if you encounter any problems you cannot solve in the future, you can go to the Yuan Clan to find my father and the elders. They will definitely give you help and support."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Taixu immediately bowed and clasped his hands in respect, replying, "Yes, Master, your disciple will certainly live up to your expectations."
"We will do our utmost to let the majesty of our ancestral court shine in every corner of the primordial spirit world."
Yuan Zhexian was satisfied with Yuan Taixu's answer and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Then, his gaze swept over everyone present, and he said with emotion, "After I ascend to the Immortal Realm, I don't know when I will be able to see you all again."
"Today, let us drink to our hearts' content and get drunk until we're completely drunk, as a farewell to me."
His voice conveyed both his reluctance to part with everyone and his anticipation for the future.
Thus, after reuniting with the people of the ancestral temple, Yuan Zhexian resolutely devoted the rest of his time to his family.
He spent the rest of his days with Tai'a Qingcheng, Yuan Changsheng, Yuan Xun, Yu Lingqing, and Yuan Muqing.
Time flies, and ten short days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The next day, Yuan Zhexian followed the Yuan Clan's Great Ancestor and other elders on their journey to the Outer Heavens.
Accompanying him were Yuan Changsheng, Yu Lingqing, Yuan Xun, Yuan Muqing, Tai'a Qingcheng, Yuan Honglian, Yuan Cangsheng, Yuan Taixu, and the ten masters of the ancestral court.
When they arrived at the outer heavens, the sight before them shocked everyone.
This place seemed to be shrouded in a deathly silence, devoid of any life.
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