As the voice of this ancient ancestor of the Yuan Clan rang out, the Heavenly Dao seemed to feel an unprecedented pressure, and its originally high and mighty, overlooking attitude towards all living beings instantly became much more subdued.
As the voice of the Yuan Clan's ancient ancestor appeared, the Heavenly Dao also showed a look of fear. It had not expected that such a terrifying existence was hidden within the Yuan Clan.
With just a single sound, the Heavenly Dao figure that he had manifested was already showing signs of dissipating.
Then, the majestic voice of the Yuan Clan's ancient ancestor resounded once more, piercing through the void and echoing throughout the entire Yuan Clan. He spoke in an incomparably authoritative and unquestionable tone: "If that little fellow of our clan truly dies under this heavenly tribulation, then it can only mean that it was his fate, and we have nothing to say about it."
"However, this little guy was able to break through the restrictions and successfully survive the Heavenly Tribulation with his own powerful strength. This is not something that you, the Heavenly Dao, can interfere with at will."
"You only need to honestly and dutifully fulfill your duties as a representative of Heaven. Now, get out of here immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the light that had been surrounding the Heavenly Dao's figure suddenly dimmed, and the Heavenly Dao's figure became blurry once again, as if it might completely dissipate at any moment.
At this moment, the entire world was deathly silent, with only the ancient ancestor of the Yuan clan's voice, as resounding as a great bell, echoing in the air.
However, the Heavenly Dao figure did not respond to the words of the Yuan Clan's ancient ancestor. It merely glanced deeply at the direction from which the Yuan Clan's ancient ancestor's voice came, and at Yuan Zhexian standing not far away, a trace of apprehension and a complex, unfathomable expression flashing in its eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Heavenly Dao trembled violently, and an extremely dazzling beam of light shot out from its body, like a shooting star that streaked across the night sky, and instantly disappeared into the distant horizon.
As the Heavenly Dao departed, the oppressive voice of the Yuan Clan's ancient ancestor abruptly ceased, and the surroundings returned to calm, as if the breathtaking confrontation had never occurred.
Just then, a melodious and pleasant sound of the Great Dao suddenly came from the clear sky that had been cloudless for thousands of miles.
The sound of the Dao was like heavenly music, resounding through the sky, causing everyone to turn their heads and look up.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden light descended from the sky, like a giant golden dragon winding its way down, accompanied by countless colorful golden lotuses slowly drifting down.
Each of these golden lotuses is crystal clear, exuding a rich spiritual and sacred aura.
When the golden light and the golden lotus descended upon Yuan Zhexian's head, they quickly intertwined and merged together, forming a huge light shield that enveloped Yuan Zhexian entirely.
Enveloped in the light shield, Yuan Zhexian closed his eyes, calmly sensing this sudden, mysterious power.
Gradually, people could see that the originally surging spiritual power on Yuan Zhexian's body began to slowly change, gradually transforming into a more powerful saintly power.
At the same time, a vast and boundless power of law suddenly erupted from Yuan Zhexian's body.
This force of law, like a surging wave, swept in all directions, distorting and deforming the space wherever it passed.
Everyone present felt the terrifying power of this law, and their faces showed shock as they retreated.
"The power of laws? He just achieved the status of a saint and has already comprehended the power of laws!"
One of the Yuan clan elders exclaimed in astonishment, his voice so loud it seemed to shatter the surrounding space.
At this moment, the dazzling golden light in the sky surged into Yuan Zhexian's body like a raging torrent.
With the infusion of these powerful energies, Yuan Zhexian's cultivation level, which was originally at the Quasi-Saint realm, began to rise steadily. First, he broke through to the first Saint level, then the second level, the third level... and soared all the way to the ninth level before stopping.
As Yuan Zhexian's cultivation improved, the aura of law power emanating from his body became increasingly strong and intense.
Initially, it was just a faint aura of law power, but it quickly grew like a snowball, increasing to more than 350 auras of law power in a short period of time.
At this moment, within Yuan Zhexian's sea of consciousness, the ancient and mysterious World Tree, which had originally been bare with only a few colorful leaves, suddenly sprouted more than 350 colorful leaves.
It emitted bursts of mysterious five-colored light, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness of Yuan Zhexian.
"How is this possible? Even those experts at the ninth level of the Saint Realm can only comprehend nine laws at most!"
"But the Divine Child, at the ninth level of the Saint Realm, was able to comprehend so many laws, more than three hundred and fifty of them! This is simply inconceivable and unbelievable!"
An elder of the Yuan clan stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape, almost wide enough to fit an egg, his face filled with undisguised shock.
"Could this be the astonishing benefit of successfully breaking through to sainthood before the age of one hundred? This talent and strength are truly terrifying!"
Another elder was equally shocked and couldn't help but murmur to himself.
When everything came to a close and things returned to calm, Yuan Zhexian suddenly felt himself being filled with a surging, powerful force.
This power seemed inexhaustible, gushing forth continuously from his body, making him feel that he could easily destroy a small world with a mere gesture.
Yuan Zhexian even felt that as long as it wasn't a powerhouse at the Supreme Saint level, he was confident he could fight even a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Great Saint realm.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhexian's figure flashed, and he appeared instantly beside the Eighth Ancestor, the Ninth Ancestor, Yuan Honglian, Yuan Cangsheng, and Yuan Changsheng, like a ghost.
He then bowed slightly, cupped his hands, and greeted everyone, saying, "Eighth Ancestor, Ninth Ancestor, Sister Honglian, Clan Brother Cangsheng, Father!"
At this moment, the Eighth Patriarch stared intently at the Immortal Yuan before him, and after a brief silence, slowly said, "This place is not suitable for conversation. Please come with me to the ancestral land."
Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm lightly, and in an instant, a mysterious light flashed, and the six people, including Yuan Zhexian, disappeared from their original spot.
When they reappeared, they were already in their ancestral land.
At this moment, the Eighth Patriarch led the other five people hurriedly towards the depths of the ancestral land.
Before long, the group arrived at the three jade coffins located at the top.
After standing still, the Eighth Ancestor faced the jade coffin with a solemn and respectful expression. He bowed respectfully and shouted loudly, "Ancient Ancestor, the banished immortal has arrived."
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