968: C968 Ancestral Temple

C968 Ancestral Temple

The group of people headed towards the ancestral grounds of the Firmament Holy Land in Martial Monarch.

After passing by the killing array that had a radius of several dozen miles, everyone finally felt a true heaven piercing infernal energy!

This path could not be used for flight. The entire city was under martial law, and although there were killing formations within the city that could be triggered, those were techniques that Wu Cangqiong had left behind a long time ago.

No one dared to test their methods by following the people from the Firmament Holy Land, as no one would dare to go beyond the prescribed distance.

When they had first entered the city, everyone had felt the enormous baleful aura. It was strong enough to make Young Cultivator lose his mind. And the center area where the Exterminating Array had activated before, was the place with the densest killing intent!

Other than Zhi Zun, no one could stay calm here. Many people began to have strange symptoms.

"Ah ?" Suddenly, a painful roar sounded from the long queue.

One of the Divine Buddhist Cultivator's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and the killing intent seeped into his sea of consciousness, disrupting his mind. In addition, this person did not seem to be someone with strong willpower. He was immediately controlled by the most evil and violent side of his heart!

Puff ? -

A Young Cultivator by his side, completely caught off guard, was directly ripped into two pieces!

Then he flew away from the group and towards the evil aura that filled the sky. After three breaths of time, he fell straight down, his blood-red eyes widened, and his forehead was cut open by a Sword Qi.

"What's going on? Why is there trouble again?!"

A single God's Treasure had been affected, causing everyone present to feel threatened. The Young Cultivator s were all trembling in fear.

However, Lotus Flower from the Thunderclap Temple, who saved the world, shook her head and said helplessly: "That Almsgiver is too arrogant. She actually tried to absorb and refine the Blood Fiendish Qi here, but overestimated herself."

When everyone heard that, they finally realized that it was another suicidal person!

Dian Feng felt a chill down his spine, to be honest, he had the same idea before!

The energy consumed in the cultivation of the Arcane Arts of the Stone Monarch Scripture was blood energy.

The blood aura that was drifting here had almost solidified. Dian Feng had once considered whether or not he should absorb and refine it for his own use.

But there were too many people here, Dian Feng did not want to reveal too many of his trump cards, so he could only temporarily put that thought away.

But now, Dian Feng felt a chill down his spine, if not for this suicidal cultivator, Dian Feng would probably have had his mind affected by the dense Blood Fiendish Qi!

This baleful aura contained the blood qi, resentment, and killing intent. It contained all the emotions a million cultivators would have before they died. It was a aura of despair, fear, regret, and anger ?

Unless one was a Soul Cultivator with a mind as firm as steel, one would only be courting death if they came into contact with this.

Even the Bodhi Sovereign and Pu Du's little monk had not tried to refine it yet, so Dian Feng felt that it was fortunate.

Although the majority of the dead cultivators were not Dian Feng's match, but the negative energy was intertwined together, causing a massive change in quality. So, Dian Feng did not dare to have any ideas on it.

"Ai!" Wu Tong glanced at Divine Buddhist Cultivator's body, then took out a Array Sign and hung it on his head. He walked out of the group and took the corpse into his hands, and handed it over to the dead person in the Sacred Ground.

"Thank you, Martial Saint Master!" The person who put away the corpse bowed sorrowfully to Wu Tong. It was a female cultivator and their relationship seemed to be pretty good.

Many people sighed in regret, but in their hearts, there was a sense of schadenfreude.

The death of Shen Cang had been a source of sympathy for many, but it had been hard for them to sympathize with him.

To put it bluntly, he wasn't acting out of greed. He was just trying to get his hands on the infernal energy formed by a million people, and he was courting death.

Under the lead of Wu Tong, the large group directly walked out of Firmament Holy Land's ancestral hall. Everyone couldn't wait any longer, no one was willing to eat a meal here before entering Devil Sealing Land.

Wu Tong was also happy. He had also saved a lot of money. After all, there were too many people coming. If they were to invite all of them, it would also be a big expense.2

The Firmament Holy Land had declined.

When the group arrived inside the Firmament Holy Land and went outside the ancestral hall, Dian Feng could feel the weakness.

That was popularity. Dian Feng only needed to raise his head to take a look at the people that gathered in the air above the Sky Heaven Ancestral Land to know that the Firmament Holy Land people of today were not flourishing.

Firmament Holy Land was a sacred place that was even older than Lightning Lake Holy Land, it was already a miracle that it could be preserved until now!

There would always be times when a descendant was unfilial and was unable to inherit the success of the ancestor. After all, Wu Cangqiong's array dao was really too difficult to learn, it required talent and painstaking study.

To cultivate array formations was already difficult, not to mention Wu Cangqiong had cultivated both array and martial, if he wanted to succeed in both, it was not as simple as one plus one.

Of course, as long as he could cultivate one of the two, he would be able to look down on the world, but even so, it was extremely difficult.

Maybe the previous generations of Wu Cangqiong's descendants could easily learn about his inheritance by relying on their ancestors who had inherited the Bloodline Power. But as time passed, the Bloodline Power became weaker and weaker, making it hard for it to have any more outstanding Inherent Cultivators.

Martial arts were not bad, but unfortunately, he also died at the hands of King Kong Sectd.

And within the Firmament Holy Land, one's foundation was not that strong. In fact, any one of the six Sacred Grounds' foundation was stronger than the Firmament Holy Land.

That was why they dared to attack the firmament. However, no one expected that Wu Cangqiong was Wu Cangqiong after all, and had left behind enough trump cards to allow their children to protect themselves.

"We're here. The palace is my family's ancestral hall. Inside is where my ancestors are worshipped ?" Wu Tong stopped at the entrance of the ancestral hall, as did everyone behind him.

In front of the group was an inconspicuous small hall. It was one story high, but it was spotlessly clean. A thick smell of incense wafted from it.

Everyone understood that this was probably the ancestral hall of the firmament, and the ancestors of the firmament were inside. That was why people often lit incense candles, allowing them to smell it from afar.

"Martial Saint Master, are you going to bring us to see the shrine of the firmament?" One of the Zhi Zun asked with a light smile.

Wu Tong shook his head and smiled as if it was natural: "Of course not, but unfortunately, the yellow clay platform that we discovered is inside this ancestral hall, it should be the Transfer Array platform that was sent into the Devil Sealing Land."

Yellow Mud Platform? Dian Feng muttered to himself, a surprised look flashing past his eyes, but he quickly restrained himself.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

As he said that, Wu Tong raised his sleeves and a breeze blew out, opening the doors of the ancestral hall. Everyone followed his gaze and picked up the memorial tablets placed on the opposite side of the door.

At the top, there was only one name ? ? Wu Cangqiong.

In the second row, there were three names. They should be Wu Cangqiong's three sons.

Third row... The ancestral hall was filled with tablets, but the main hall was filled with these things.

However, that yellow mud platform was not in the main hall of the ancestral hall. Wu Tong first walked into the ancestral hall, knelt on a praying mat on the ground, and kowtowed to the ancestors: "Unworthy of being a descendant of Wu Tong. Today, I brought a large number of Fellow Taoist s to disturb the ancestors.

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