Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 226 Xiao Yan: Father's cultivation level, how...

"That's more like it, at least you still have some backbone!"

Yao Wangui's smile grew increasingly sinister, his eyes revealing a hint of cat-and-mouse schadenfreude.

"Brother Xiao Yan, don't go!"

Despite the excruciating pain emanating from her meridians, Xiao Xun'er, who was being suppressed on the ground, cried out urgently.

But Xiao Yan turned a deaf ear. His father and teacher were in the Ancient Realm, and he couldn't just sit idly by!
If anything goes wrong, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life!
"My child, you have ultimately chosen this path."

As the Old Ancestor of the Pill Tower gazed at Xiao Yan's resolute departing figure, he sighed softly, and the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda in his palm emitted a warm light.

He said calmly, "I will go with you to this ancient realm."

"senior……"

Xiao Yan turned around abruptly, his eyes instantly reddening and his nose stinging.

The Old Ancestor Danta could have stayed out of it, but because of him, he was put in danger. This friendship is heavier than Mount Tai.

"You don't need to take this risk with me anymore, it's not worth it..."

"It's alright. My actions just now have already thoroughly offended the ancient clans, so this little bit won't make a difference."

The old patriarch of Danta shook his head and laughed, "I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me if I tell you."

In the past, I was afraid of being devoured by these imperial clans, so I never went to the ancient realm. Now that I've lived for so many years, I want to see what this small world of the imperial clans is really like.

"Stop dawdling and spouting nonsense! If you're going to leave, come in now and stop wasting time!"

Gu Yang's impatient voice rang out. Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped into the passage.

Yao Wangui and the other five Dou Sheng followed closely behind, and the six figures instantly disappeared into the ripples, leaving only a faint sense of oppression emanating from the passage.

"Let's go."

The Old Ancestor of the Pill Tower patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, and the light of the Xuanhuang Pagoda became even softer, as if to dispel his unease.

"it is good!"

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and nodded emphatically.

Two figures stepped into the dark blue spatial passage and were quickly swallowed up by it.

"They've all gone in, what do we do now?"

Outside the passage, the powerful figures from the ancient holy city were caught in a dilemma, looking at each other with conflicted expressions.

If a conflict breaks out, they might be caught in the crossfire and become casualties, but not witnessing such a grand scene would probably be a great regret in their lives...

Just as everyone was hesitating, the Sword Master, leaning on his cane, slowly straightened up, his eyes filled with determination.

"Tang Ying, let's go! No matter what, I want to see the final outcome!"

"Yes!"

Tang Ying nodded and helped Sword Venerable into the passage.

With the Sword Master leading the way, the hesitation in the crowd was instantly broken.

"What's there to be afraid of! To witness a battle of this caliber firsthand, even dying would be worth it!"

"Let's go! Let's go inside and take a look!"

"..."

In an instant, many people mustered their courage and followed, one after another stepping into the passage. The once empty square quickly became deserted.

"Brother Xiao Yan!"

Xiao Xun'er got up from the ground. The ancient sheep's suppression on her had lost its effect. She bit her lip lightly and also rushed into the spatial gate.

"Everyone, let's go. Speaking of which, today's coming-of-age ceremony was originally supposed to be us, wasn't it..."

Gu Qingyang looked at Xiao Xun'er's retreating figure with a complicated expression and said to Gu Yao and the others.

…………

"Buzz—buzz—buzz!"

With a humming sound in the space, Xiao Yan felt a strong tearing sensation all over his body, and the scene in front of him instantly distorted and overlapped.

The next moment, when he regained his footing, the hustle and bustle of the ancient holy city had vanished without a trace, replaced by a strange world he had never seen before.

"Is this the Ancient Realm?"

The moment Xiao Yan stepped into the ancient realm, he suddenly held his breath.

The energy of heaven and earth flowing in the air was so rich that it was almost tangible, wrapping around the body in wisps and strands. When inhaled, it even made the meridians feel like they were emitting a comfortable tremor.

Xiao Yan was shocked: "This abundant energy density is several times, even dozens of times, stronger than the best cultivation environment on the Dou Qi Continent!"

He subconsciously looked up into the distance, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds and mist, clearly seeing on the distant horizon's spatial barrier densely covered with array patterns that shimmered with an ancient luster. Those patterns flowed slowly like living things, frantically absorbing the energy of the Dou Qi Continent with a domineering and greedy attitude, while firmly locking it within the Ancient Realm, without a single trace leaking out.

But at this moment, this shocking scene did not linger in Xiao Yan's mind for long.

Father, teacher, where are you!

Xiao Yan quickly withdrew his gaze and landed on the ground beneath his feet.

Beneath his feet was an enormous white jade plaza, its surface as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the drifting clouds in the sky, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The square was packed with people, with countless members of the ancient clan standing on both sides, all looking at him with curiosity, contempt, and, more than anything, undisguised hostility.

Xiao Yan ignored this and slowly raised his head, but the next second, his pupils suddenly contracted!
At the far end of the square, on a high platform, stood seven enormous platforms, each constructed of unknown black stones, exuding a heavy and majestic aura.

On each platform, dozens of figures stood silently, their auras deep and imposing, their Dou Sheng pressure as heavy as mountains. Even from a great distance, Xiao Yan felt a chill run down his spine!
What's even more breathtaking is that in the center of each of the seven high platforms is an ancient-looking chair inlaid with rare gems, resembling seven supreme thrones!
At this moment, Gu Yuan was sitting on the most magnificent throne at the very front, his golden robe fluttering slightly in the wind, his gaze indifferent as he looked down at Xiao Yan in the square!

"He came after all."

Gu Yuan casually crossed his legs, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Behind him, the figures of three old men stood still like statues; they were the three immortals of the ancient clan.

Gu Jian sneered, "This kid was lucky before, escaping through the spatial storm. Now everything is finally back on track."

This shows that... the Mandate of Heaven existed in ancient times!

Gu Dao raised his hand to stroke his long beard, his tone tinged with regret: "It's a pity that only he came. We've planned for so long, but we still couldn't lure Xiao Jibai out. It's quite a shame."

On another high platform not far away, Hun Xuzi said with a sinister expression, "It seems that this plan has only succeeded halfway."

"No need to worry."

Yao Dan's expression was cold and stern: "This is a good start."

If the ancient soul-searching techniques hadn't been lost, how could Xiao Jibai have remained at large until now?

So strong, these people are all so strong...

Xiao Yan clenched his fists in the square. None of the people on the high platform were people he could currently contend with!

"Xiao Yan, although we had some unpleasantness in the Ancient Sacred City, it was all just a misunderstanding."

Gu Yuan's voice slowly rose, like an invisible sound wave, spreading throughout the entire White Jade Square, carrying a deliberately gentle tone.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I have already forgiven you."

Welcome to the Ancient Realm.

Xiao Yan looked up, staring directly at Gu Yuan, and said in a deep voice, "Where are my father and the others?"

"Young man, what's the rush?"

Gu Dao emerged from behind the throne with steady steps, a crystal-clear token now in his hand.

He twitched his fingertips slightly, and a wisp of pure soul power slowly flowed into the token, transmitting the communication.

In a short while, four powerful auras rushed in from the distant horizon. Accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, four semi-saint powerhouses wearing ancient clan armor quickly flew to the white jade square and landed steadily in a corner.

The four of them stood at the four corners, with the power of space flowing around them, together maintaining a semi-transparent spatial cage.

"open!"

The four exchanged glances and simultaneously activated their internal fighting spirit. The silver spatial power surged, and the barrier of the spatial cage slowly opened a crack.

Immediately afterwards, about fifty staggering figures emerged from the cage. Their clothes were worn and their expressions showed signs of fatigue and depression. They were members of the Xiao family who had been imprisoned by the ancient clan.

Xiao Yan's gaze instantly locked onto that group of people, his heart clenched, and his eyes uncontrollably welled up with tears.

He clearly remembered that when he left the Xiao family, there were still two hundred clansmen who depended on each other for survival.

But now, after enduring the pursuit of the Soul Hall and wandering from place to place, only these fifty-odd people remain...

"Father, where is Father!"

Xiao Yan's eyes searched anxiously through the crowd, his gaze sweeping over familiar yet unfamiliar faces. Finally, at the back of the crowd, he saw the gaunt figure that haunted his dreams!
"Father!"

Looking at Xiao Zhan, who was several times more haggard than he remembered, Xiao Yan uttered a choked cry.

My father's hair has turned mostly white, his cheeks are sunken, and even his back is more hunched than before...

Xiao Yan felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer.

He couldn't imagine how much torture his father had endured and what kind of dark and hopeless life he had lived during the days when he was abducted by the Soul Clan...

But just then, Xiao Yan suddenly sensed something amiss. He subconsciously released a wisp of his soul power, cautiously probing Xiao Zhan's aura.

The next moment, Xiao Yan couldn't help but exclaim softly, "Strange, how could Father's cultivation... have broken through to the Dou Huang level?"

(End of this chapter)