Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Jiang Leijun observed for a while and confirmed that the dangerous feeling he had just felt no longer existed. He continued to approach in anger and was actually frightened by the two little kids.

Muchen's eyes were calm, but he was thinking in his heart, why hasn't the master come yet? We urgently need a saint to keep things under control.

Thinking that Cang Yuan was probably fighting with a strong Saint Clan member, he could understand a little bit. It was not so easy to shake off the strong Saint Clan member, and he must have been delayed now.

"Senior, you will have to rely on your own strength next." Muchen said in a voice transmission.

According to him, there was no possibility of defeating Jiang Leijun, and he couldn't even take a single attack from the opponent.

"No problem, but let me tell you in advance, even though my current strength is not as strong as before, it is still an overload for your body, and pain is inevitable." The voice of Patriarch Cang Xuan came.

Mu Chen looked down at the Cang Xuan Holy Seal in his hand. He had expected this, but there was no other way now. It was impossible for him to let Yaoyao unlock the seal.

"Senior, as long as you don't die, the pain doesn't matter." Mu Chen said calmly.

"it is good."

Countless spots of light flowed into Muchen's body along his palm.

Muchen felt an extremely powerful force flowing through his body, causing waves of pain in his flesh, bones, and meridians. This was because his body was too weak to withstand this force.

As the power surged into his body, Muchen's aura gradually changed, and a majestic aura gradually rose.

Jiang Leijun stopped again. He felt a familiar and deadly threat, but suddenly, he couldn't remember it.

Yaoyao looked at Muchen. This should be the power of ancestor Cang Xuan.

"Lei Jun, you are really disappointing for attacking the younger generation."

Muchen slowly raised his head, and his eyes changed. They no longer had the vigor of a young man, but were instead filled with a kind of vicissitudes of life and ancient charm.

"You, you, you are... Cang Xuan!!!" Jiang Leijun's face changed drastically and his voice was trembling.

This voice, this breath, Jiang Leijun finally remembered who this was, ancestor Cang Xuan, the person he looked up to and envied.

He immediately realized that this was just the residual soul of Ancestor Cang Xuan. Ancestor Cang Xuan had died long ago, and Mu Chen's change was due to the residual soul of Ancestor Cang Xuan occupying his body.

"Cang Xuan, so what if you use the body of an ant? How much strength can you exert?" Jiang Leijun calmed down.

Ancestor Cang Xuan was indeed powerful, so powerful that he could only look up at his back, but that was the Ancestor Cang Xuan who had once been alive, not the lonely ghost in front of him.

"How much strength can I use? I think I can still deal with you."

Ancestor Cang Xuan smiled and held the Cang Xuan Holy Seal in his hand. Mu Chen's current realm was too low, and he did not dare to burst out with all his strength, otherwise Mu Chen's body would not be able to bear it.

However, with the Cang Xuan Holy Seal, there should be no problem in dealing with a seriously injured Jiang Leijun.

"Senior, how about letting me try this power?" Muchen was eager to try this great power that could change the world.

“Forget it. If I weren’t controlling your body, with your current level, you wouldn’t be able to control the huge power in your body and would easily get seriously injured.” said Patriarch Cang Xuan.

It’s not that he is stingy, but this power is far beyond Muchen’s control.

Looking at the Cang Xuan Holy Seal in "Mu Chen's" hand, a trace of fear flashed in Jiang Leijun's eyes. The Cang Xuan ancestor who holds the Cang Xuan Holy Seal can definitely burst out with terrifying divine power.

"Sheng Yuan, do you still want the Cang Xuan Holy Seal? Now only the remnant of Cang Xuan's soul is left here."

Jiang Leijun's loud shout instantly interrupted the people who were fighting, and they all looked down in surprise and doubt.

hiss.

This aura was definitely from Ancestor Cang Xuan, the powerful being who once dominated Cang Xuantian.

As old antiques from the same era as Ancestor Cang Xuan, they had naturally seen Ancestor Cang Xuan before. "Cang Xuan?"

Sheng Yuan's sharp voice sounded, no longer calm. He could feel that Mu Chen was emitting an aura that made him fearful and anxious.

As the enemy of the Cang Xuan Sect, he is too familiar with it. If the ancestor of Cang Xuan was still alive, it would be unknown whether Cang Xuantian could have the Holy Palace now.

No, given Patriarch Cang Xuan’s resistance to the Holy Clan, there is definitely no possibility for the Holy Palace to exist.

However, when he heard that it was a remnant soul, Sheng Yuan calmed down.

Yes, the God who suppressed Cang Xuantian is now just a lonely ghost in the body of an ant.

And he has already touched upon the false saint, why should we still be afraid of him.

Thinking of his own gaffe just now, he couldn't help but get annoyed.

"Master?"

Sect Leader Qingyang and several others felt the familiar breath and were all moved. They were able to have what they have today because of the teachings of Patriarch Cang Xuan.

"Master, I'm sorry."

With tears in her eyes, Liu Lianyi knelt in front of "Mu Chen" with great guilt. If it weren't for her, Patriarch Cang Xuan would not have died.

Even if her master slapped her to death, she wouldn't even frown. She deserved to die.

"Ancestor..." Ling Jun was also kneeling there.

As for the four hall masters of the Holy Palace, they did not dare to take action against the two of them. After all, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

Ancestor Cang Xuan was too powerful back then.

Looking at the two people kneeling in front of him, Mu Chen's expression looked a little strange. This was all thanks to the ancestor Cang Xuan.

"ripple……"

A somewhat complicated voice came from Patriarch Cang Xuan. Through the Cang Xuan Holy Seal, he also understood why the Cang Xuan Holy Seal had experienced such a change back then.

Back then, he noticed that the little girl Liu Lianyi had feelings for him beyond master and disciple, so he let her go and gain experience. He didn't expect so many things would happen.

"...Get up, don't let others laugh at you."

"I am already dead. When we return, Qingyang and the others will punish you."

Liu Lianyi was his most beloved little disciple, and he doted on her. She did that kind of thing because she was too concerned for him and was confused for a moment. After this incident, Qingyang and the others would just punish her appropriately.

"Mu Chen" waved his hand, and a gentle force lifted the two of them up.

"Master..."

Liu Lianyi's face was filled with excitement. At this moment, she was no longer the famous Yuanying realm expert, but just a little girl. She knew that her master did not blame her.

Master Qingyang and his companions understood that their master did not take it too seriously and would give them a symbolic punishment when they returned, and then they could atone for their sins with merits in the future.

"Old sir, Muchen's body can't bear it for much longer." Yaoyao reminded.

Even though Muchen's body was stronger than those of the same level, Patriarch Cang Xuan was too powerful, and now there were faint bloodstains on it.

"I know what's going on. You just mustn't remove the seal now." Patriarch Cang Xuan reminded, looking at the seal on Yaoyao's forehead.

Now is not the time for Yaoyao to awaken, and her body cannot withstand such powerful force.

Once Yaoyao breaks the seal and releases her own aura, the Saint Clan's strong men will smell the scent and come over. That would definitely be the worst possible outcome. (End of this chapter)