Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 2104: Traveling Through Years

Tong Boyuan sighed softly, "However, it is really difficult for us in the Golden Eye Realm to spy on the true movements of these major forces. Our status is too small to make any judgments. We want to know more inside information, but we are powerless."

Tong Ming nodded, and then said: "After Haotian died, Yingtian took the throne. It is said that this Yingtian has the reputation of being 'orthodox' and has the support of most forces in the fairy world. Even the four major families that have always been at odds with the Holy Court have rarely opposed him. However, there is very little news about this person, and it is very mysterious."

"As for his attitude towards Qiyuan Realm, it is not clear. I just heard that as soon as he came to power, he called this disaster of Qiyuan Realm..."

"Holy chaos!"

"How could someone who can sit in that position be a simple person? I heard that things have been uneasy in the world recently. It seems that our new god may make big moves." A gleam of light flashed in Tong Boyuan's eyes.

Tong Ming frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Father, do you think Ying Tian was also involved in the secret instigation of the Holy Rebellion?"

Tong Boyuan quickly signaled his son to be silent, then looked around and said with a hint of warning: "Don't talk about the affairs of heaven rashly. As for this disaster known as the Holy Rebellion, the clan should not mention it. With the new master in power, the affairs of the old master have become taboos, especially since it is unclear and so many strong men have died. I believe that people can guess a little bit, but there is no need to say it out. Do you think it is smart to find out the truth and then make it public? On the contrary, it is wisest to be dumb in this kind of thing. No matter whether your guess is true or false, you should treat it as false, understand?"

Tong Ming naturally understood what his father meant: "Yes, I will be careful in what I say and do."

Tong Boyuan sighed: "We have no right to interfere with the fighting above. We just need to protect the Jinmu Realm. But now we have to give up even the land under our feet. Fortunately, we don't need to be completely destroyed like the Qiyuan Realm. Protecting the inheritance of our people is the most fundamental thing."

Tong Ming's eyes showed a thoughtful look: "Father, changes are also opportunities. You just guessed that Ying Tian would make a big move, so there is only one target, and it must be the underworld. Although our Jinmu world is weak, we have immortals in charge after all. If we are willing to follow Ying Tian..."

"Follow him to fight the underworld, right?" Tong Boyuan saw what Tong Ming was thinking and sighed, "Ming'er, you have a long-term vision, but if you are irrational, then you are too ambitious. I know you want to be appreciated by the Golden Eye Realm and soar to the sky, but you don't understand at all. If the so-called battle between immortals and the underworld breaks out, let alone the Golden Immortals, even the Great Immortals and the Immortal Kings will become corpses all over the ground. Do you think this is an opportunity to show off and make merit? If this path is really so easy to succeed, then it is not our turn as outsiders to do it."

After hearing what his father said, Tong Ming was speechless for a moment. He wanted to find a way out for the Jinmujie, but he was a little anxious and it affected his judgment. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that his idea was indeed inappropriate.

"It seems that it is right to leave the Golden Eye Realm." After a long time, Tong Ming could not think of a better way.

Tong Boyuan saw his son's distress, patted his shoulder and comforted him: "You are much stronger than me. As long as you live, you should be able to break through to the Great Immortal within ten thousand years. It is not impossible to break through to the Immortal King in the future. Ming'er, you have to shoulder the burden of the Golden Eye Realm. When I die, I will have an explanation to my ancestors."

"Got it, father. I will practice hard." Tong Ming's eyes became firm. "Our Jinmu tribe will never decline!"

Tong Boyuan smiled and said, "You can go down. You haven't been back for such a long time. Go to the ancestral hall to pay your respects. Leave everything else to me."

"clear."

As night fell, the sky of the Jinmu Realm was gradually swallowed up by the deep starry sky. Tong Ming did not return to his room as usual, but quietly came to the ancestral hall of the Jinmu tribe.

This ancestral hall is ancient and solemn, but a little shabby. It can be seen that when it was built, the Jinmu tribe must have been prosperous. Now it has declined and looks a little desolate. Entering the ancestral hall, in the center is the tablet of the Jinmu tribe's ancestors. The tablet is inlaid with shining fairy stones, illuminating their names, symbolizing the glory of the Jinmu tribe's ancestors during their lifetime.

The most prominent tablet is that of the Golden-eyed Heavenly Lord.

At this moment, Tong Ming stood in front of the tablet, clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

"May our ancestors bless you." He whispered silently.

As time passed, the immortals in the tribe were weaker than the previous generation, and their former prosperity had long become a thing of the past. However, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Today, the Jinmu tribe still owns a mine of immortal stones, which are favorable conditions that are not available in some big worlds.

However, the current predicament still put Tong Ming under tremendous pressure.

Always known as a genius, he naturally had lofty ambitions and aspired to become a powerful man. However, the Feather Clan still dealt him a head-on blow. This big family was like a mountain pressing on the chest of the Golden Eyed Clan, making it hard for him to breathe.

As a cultivator of the first level of Golden Immortal, Tong Ming is well aware that there is still a huge gap between him and the behemoths like the four major families. As long as the Feather Clan is unhappy, he can destroy the foundation of the Golden Eye Clan with just a flick of his finger.

He stood silently in the ancestral hall, with a strong determination in his heart, looking at the tablet of Jinmu Tianzun: "Ancestor, I swear to be the second you, and become a strong man who leads the Jinmu tribe to rise again!"

Tong Ming's voice was trembling, as if he had seen a glorious future. He took a deep breath, his knees softened, and he slowly knelt down in front of the ancestral tablet. He placed his hands on the ground respectfully and prayed in a low voice: "If you are still alive, please give me a hand!"

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Just as he was praying silently, a strange wave suddenly appeared in the air.

Tong Ming felt a sense of emptiness above his head, and then a strong fluctuation of time and space swept in from above, as if some strange power was gathering.

He looked up, with a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes. The air above his head began to distort, and the space began to tear slightly. Then a space-time crack appeared above him.

"What... is going on?" Tong Ming took a few steps back in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief. He had never seen such a thing as a space-time rift.

The space-time rift expanded rapidly, the surrounding air began to vibrate, and the entire ancestral hall began to tremble due to this unusual movement.

Before Tong Ming could react, a violent wave almost made him lose his balance, and in the center of the crack, two figures suddenly fell down and fell on the stone floor of the ancestral hall.

It can be vaguely seen that they are a man and a woman, and the black and white robe worn by the woman is particularly eye-catching.