Ye Changqing walked into the hall and looked around. It was empty and in a mess.
Facing the depths, he bowed respectfully: "Ye Changqing, a descendant of the Su family, pays homage to the ancestors!"
He had sensed an extraordinary aura earlier.
Faintly connected to his blood.
Obviously, there are still traces of ancestors here.
Even knew they were entering.
"Descendants Su Wan'er (Su Qingfeng, Su Qingyun) pay homage to their ancestors."
"Descendants of the Ji family pay their respects to Senior Su..."
"Xu Yun, a descendant of the human race..."
All the human race geniuses saluted, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
The Su family has a great reputation.
Not just in the Lingyuan Realm.
In ancient times, there were rumors that the Su family was extraordinary, but there were few records.
What's more... this is the Yantian Realm, the world where the fragments of the Human Ancestor Realm evolved.
This is enough to show that the Su family was born in ancient times.
And it has a long history that continues to this day.
But at this moment, a shrill sound spread throughout the entire hall, extremely harsh.
“Hahaha, descendants of the Su family… I never thought that after countless years, trapped in the Su family palace, I would still be able to see humans!”
"It seems that this ruin has been opened. Su Ming... it seems that you are still one step behind. The human creatures here will be divided equally between each person."
"good!"
Two dark mists condensed from the depths and evolved into a mark of a residual soul.
One had only half of his body left, and the other had only a hideous face.
"Demon Venerable Youyun, Heavenly Venerable Yuanshen, I never thought...the residual souls of you two old fellows are still alive in this world."
"If the descendants had not appeared, this king would not have discovered it."
In the dried-up pool, an old figure slowly emerged.
Dressed in plain clothes, he exudes endless pressure.
When Ye Changqing heard these two names, he felt that they sounded familiar and raised his eyebrows.
"Hmm? Isn't this the Demon Saint who was previously ranked 30th or 50th on the Dao Ranking?"
“I didn’t expect you to be here.”
"It can be considered as fate. I destroyed the marks on both of you earlier, and now... I am sending you off for the last time."
Ye Changqing spoke indifferently, stepped forward, summoned the Red Sun Sword, and flames appeared in the sky.
Nine kinds of Taoism instantly poured into the sharp sword.
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