However, in the short span of half a day after Yuan Zhexian killed those eight people.
Suddenly, a very wide spatial rift appeared on this devastated land.
With a flash of intense light, more than twenty figures emerged one after another and landed steadily on the ground.
The man in the lead looked to be around thirty years old, with a tall and straight posture and an imposing presence.
He wore a magnificent black robe with gold trim, the sleeves fluttering gently in the wind, as if he were one with the heavens and earth.
His face was breathtakingly handsome, especially his pair of deep, ocean-like eyes beneath his heroic, sword-like eyebrows, which shone like brilliant stars in the night, radiating a mysterious and captivating light.
A dazzling white light shimmered around him, and within that light lay an incredibly terrifying aura.
This aura swept outwards like a surging wave, causing everyone around to tremble involuntarily and feel a sense of awe.
Just then, several powerful figures standing behind him, all at the eighth level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, vanished from their original positions in a flash, rushing off in all directions to carefully explore their surroundings.
Not long after, the quasi-Emperor level 8 experts who had gone out to explore returned to the leader's side and respectfully bowed, saying, "Divine Son, your subordinates have just thoroughly searched this area, but have not found Lord Zhe's figure."
"In my humble opinion, Lord Zhe has probably met with misfortune."
Upon hearing this news, the expression on the face of the so-called Divine Child, Shang Cang Shao Chu, changed slightly. He then asked in a majestic voice, "What about the imprinted spiritual power? Have you discovered anything?"
The quasi-Emperor level eight expert quickly shook his head and replied, "Reporting to the Divine Child, we also did not find any trace of the imprint's spiritual power."
After listening to his subordinate's report, Shang Cang Shao Chu frowned deeply, and an extremely terrifying killing intent emanated from him, filling the entire space.
The killing intent was chilling and bone-piercing, sending shivers down one's spine. Even the powerful people around them began to break out in a cold sweat.
"The Yuan Clan? Hmph, how audacious! They dare to be so bold and reckless, daring to steal my treasures and even kill my ancestor, the Celestial Clan!"
The young man was furious, his hair standing on end and his eyes blazing with fire. His angry appearance seemed capable of setting the entire world ablaze.
He then continued, "Several hundred years have passed; it's time to settle things once and for all."
After saying that, he turned around abruptly and shouted at a Quasi-Emperor level 8 expert behind him, "Pass on my order to immediately notify all the experts of the Beast Emperor Clan to assemble the army and prepare for the expedition!"
"This time, I will personally slay Yuan Changsheng and his entourage, ascend to the throne of the Great Emperor, and awe the world!"
Upon hearing Shang Cang Shao Chu's words, the quasi-Emperor level eight expert trembled inwardly, but dared not show the slightest negligence on his face.
He quickly and respectfully cupped his hands in greeting and replied, "Yes, Divine Child."
After saying that, he flashed and transformed into a streak of light, rushing off into the distance to carry out the task assigned to him by the young master of the heavens.
Deep within the ninth level of the Imperial Road, a majestic and magnificent mountain range, resembling a giant serpent winding its way, silently floats in the vast and boundless void.
This mountain range is majestic and shrouded in clouds and mist.
Hundreds of exquisite and magnificent palaces and pavilions stand in a well-arranged manner among the mountains.
At the very front of these numerous palaces and pavilions, a high-hanging plaque is particularly eye-catching.
The two powerful characters "Ancestral Court" on the plaque shone with a dazzling golden light.
From a distance, they look like two bright stars set in the sky.
Inside the ancestral temple, Tai'a Qingcheng stood in the courtyard. Her stunningly beautiful face was now slightly furrowed, and a trace of sorrow was revealed in her beautiful eyes.
She parted her lips slightly and murmured to herself, "A hundred years have passed, why is there still no news of him?"
"If there is still no news after another year, I'm afraid we'll have no choice but to go to the place where the Yuan clan patriarch is to inquire about it."
Since Yuan Zhexian stepped into the ninth level of the Emperor's Path, Tai'a Qingcheng has been constantly preaching the Dao to everyone, relying on her profound understanding and unique insights into the Great Dao from the memories of the immortals in her mind.
Throughout these two hundred years, she has persevered and imparted the essence of what she had learned from her memory without reservation.
At the same time, she also devoted herself to the ancestral temple, personally handling everything, big or small.
Thanks to her efforts, the people in the ancestral temple became more and more united, and their strength grew day by day.
Today, the ancestral temple has become an indestructible whole.
As the revered empress, Tai'a Qingcheng won everyone's heartfelt respect and love.
Thanks to Tai'a Qingcheng's persistent preaching, teaching, and guidance, as well as the terrifying talent of everyone, just two hundred years after Yuan Zhexian successfully entered the ninth level of the Emperor's Road.
Tai'a Qingcheng, the ten court masters, twelve palace masters, and thirty-six sect masters of the ancestral court successively broke through their own bottlenecks and successfully advanced to the quasi-emperor realm.
Shortly thereafter, Tai'a Qingcheng, along with many other powerful figures and the main body of the ancestral court, were drawn together on their journey to the ninth level of the Emperor's Road.
Only a portion of the powerful individuals who had not yet reached the Quasi-Emperor realm remained to guard the ancestral court's main base on the ground.
At this moment, looking across the entire ancestral court, Tai'a Qingcheng, Yuan Haoran, and Kong Miao'er possess the strongest cultivation and strength.
Among them, Tai'a Qingcheng has already reached the advanced level of the fifth rank of Quasi-Emperor, while Yuan Haoran and Kong Miao'er are not far behind, each ranking at the fourth rank of Quasi-Emperor.
As for the others, most of them were at the second or third level of the Quasi-Emperor realm.
In fact, the moment the Ancestral Court appeared on the ninth floor of the Emperor's Road, Yuan Zhexian, who was far away, immediately sensed it.
However, at this moment, Yuan Zhexian was busy collecting the spiritual power of the mark, and could only temporarily suppress the impulse in his heart to rush to the ancestral court immediately.
The ancestral court is protected by a powerful barrier set up by Yuan Zhexian with a large number of top-grade spirit stones, which is enough to withstand a full-force bombardment from a quasi-emperor level nine expert.
This reassured Yuan Zhexian that if an attack were launched against the ancestral land's barrier, he would be able to detect it immediately and arrive at the scene at lightning speed.
Just then, Tai'a Qingcheng, who was in the main palace of the ancestral court, suddenly sensed something. She clearly perceived a chilling and extremely terrifying aura, like a surging tide, rapidly sweeping towards the location of the ancestral court.
Without the slightest hesitation, Tai'a Qingcheng flashed and instantly appeared on the vast and boundless square outside the ancestral court, standing there quietly, silently waiting for the arrival of the mysterious guest.
Before long, Yuan Haoran, Yuan Ruochu, Ji Jingtian, and other experts also felt this unusually terrifying aura.
Without hesitation, they all appeared beside Tai'a Qingcheng with lightning speed.
Everyone's gaze turned to the distance, focusing intently on the direction from which the aura was coming, holding their breath and preparing for battle.
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