Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

The Great Yan Dynasty, north of the imperial city.

Lanhe flew through the air, gradually moving away from the bustling heart of the Great Yan Dynasty. The mountains and rivers beneath his feet became increasingly desolate, and the population dwindled, with only the crisscrossing official roads winding northward like gray snakes.

However, in contrast to the desolate scenery along the way, the official road presented a completely different picture—

Groups of martial artists came in an endless stream, including clan teams that flew on magical treasures, lone cultivators who walked at full speed, and even a few elite teams that were clearly from other low-level dynasties.

Everyone looked hurried, their expressions a mixture of excitement and wariness.

He didn't pay much attention at first, assuming it was just that the people in the border region of the Great Yan Dynasty were fierce.

After traveling for three days, the number of people he encountered increased rather than decreased, and the closer he got to the Great Wilderness County, the denser the crowds became. Only then did Lanhe realize that something was wrong.

He stood atop a mountain peak, gazing at the long, winding stream of people ahead, his brow slightly furrowed.

So many people are heading towards the Great Wilderness County. What major event is about to occur in the Great Wilderness County?

He casually reached out, his Yuan energy condensed but not released, and remotely captured a yellow-clad martial artist who was passing by in a hurry.

The man, whose cultivation was only at the Qi Creation Realm, was suddenly seized by an irresistible force, frozen in place, unable to move. When he realized that the person who attacked him was actually a Nirvana Realm expert, his face turned pale and he trembled uncontrollably.

"Senior, please spare my life..." The martial artist's voice trembled.

"Don't panic."

Lan He released his Yuan Power and said calmly, "I only ask you, what is the purpose of so many people rushing to the Great Wilderness Prefecture?"

The martial artist was taken aback for a moment, then, as if granted a pardon, he quickly bowed and replied, "Reporting to Senior, it's...it's because of the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele!"

"The Ancient Monument of the Great Wilderness?"

"Yes!"

The martial artist, afraid of answering too slowly, spoke very quickly: "The Great Wilderness Ancient Stele is a relic left by an ancient sect. Every three years, the seal on the stele will enter its weakest period, which is the best time to enter and search for treasures."

"Now that the seal has weakened by less than five months, not only are people from the four major clans of my Great Yan Dynasty arriving one after another, but also many forces from several nearby dynasties have come. I also want to try my luck..."

Upon hearing this, Lan He's eyes flickered slightly.

Ancient monument in the wilderness.

He had almost forgotten about this: Lin Dong's first pot of gold in the world, the renowned "Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger," was obtained from this very stele. Judging by the timeline, it was indeed time to activate it.

"I see." He nodded slightly, casually tossing the martial artist a bottle of Pure Yuan Pills, and said, "Go."

The martial artist accepted the pill, thanked him profusely, and withdrew, disappearing into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Lan He withdrew his gaze and did not linger any longer.

Now that he knew the reason, there was no need for him to linger. Although the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele offered some opportunities, it was at most at the level of spiritual martial arts, and was not his goal for this trip.

His aura suddenly surged, and he unleashed the immense Yuan Power of a Nirvana Realm expert without reservation, transforming into a streak of azure light that soared into the sky.

The warriors traveling below only felt a sharp gust of wind sweep past their heads, but when they looked up, they only saw a fleeting shadow on the horizon, moving at an unbelievable speed.

"That's... a Nirvana Realm expert?!"

"My God, at such a young age, he's already at the Nirvana Realm!"

"Which super dynasty's prodigy is this?"

Exclamations of amazement rose and fell, but the streak of blue light had already vanished into the horizon.

……

Half a day later,

Lan He landed outside a magnificent city.

Above the city gate, three powerful characters were boldly engraved—

Great Eagle City.

Located in the northeast of Dahuang County, this place is neither the most prosperous city in the county nor the strategic location of the Dahuang Ancient Stele. Few martial artists come and go, making it seem rather deserted compared to the bustling crowds of the capital city of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Lan He looked up at the city, his gaze slightly narrowed.

He remembers it very clearly.

The reincarnation of the Lord of Life and Death, the first ancestor of the Undying Holy Whale Clan, was born in this city after reincarnation.

Eagle City, Eagle Martial Arts School, the second daughter of the school's owner, Jiang Lei.

Jiang Yinyin.

Without hesitation, he stepped into the city.

……

The moment Lan He stepped into Eagle City, his brow twitched slightly, and a powerful yet condensed spiritual force silently spread out.

The spiritual perception of a Celestial Talisman Master, like invisible water, instantly covered the entire city. Streets, markets, auction houses... countless auras flashed past his perception, like fleeting shadows, quickly sifted through.

The next instant, his mental energy stopped in the center of the city.

There stood a vast and imposing building, towering above all others in Eagle City.

Martial arts arena.

At this moment, the area around the fighting arena was packed with people, and the noise was deafening.

On the stage, two figures are engaged in a fierce battle.

One of them wielded two hammers, wore thin clothes, was lean, had sunken eyes, and a gloomy face as heavy as a leaden cloud, exuding an almost tangible ferocious killing intent.

Opposite him stood a young man not yet twenty, dressed simply, yet possessing a calmness and sharpness beyond his years. He held an ancient halberd, its shadow flashing as it flew, showing no fear in the face of the fierce attack.

"That's... Lin Dong?"

Lan He raised an eyebrow, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. Judging by the time, this person should have already reached the Great Wilderness Prefecture by now. The one opposite him must be Luo Jiu, the master of the Blood Vulture Martial Arts Academy, the rival of the Eagle Martial Arts Academy.

He shifted his gaze slightly, sweeping towards one side of the fighting arena.

The atmosphere was tense beneath the banner of the Eagle Martial Arts School.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group was burly and had a solemn expression. His fists were clenched and his eyes were fixed on the battle on the stage. He was none other than Jiang Lei, the master of the martial arts school.

Standing beside him was a woman of about twenty years old, tall and slender with a pretty face, though her upturned nose revealed a hint of innate arrogance.

Young Master Jiang Xue.

And behind her, a small head was peeking out.

It was a little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a light red dress, her features delicate and beautiful, like a porcelain doll. She stared nervously at the stage with her large, clear, dark eyes, and her tender voice softly rang out:

"Father, that bad guy... could he hurt Brother Lin Dong?"

Jiang Lei didn't turn around, but said in a low voice, "Yinyin, be good, don't be afraid."

Upon hearing this, Lan He's gaze fell upon the small red figure.

Jiang Yinyin, I've found you.

Without hesitation, he took a step forward, and in the next instant, his figure had passed through the crowd and stood silently beside the little girl in red.

Jiang Xue suddenly became alert and turned around sharply, only to see a figure in white standing beside her sister. She opened her mouth to shout, but when she sensed the aura of the newcomer—a Nirvana Realm expert—all her words caught in her throat.

Jiang Lei's expression also changed drastically, his body tensed up, but he dared not move rashly. That faint but powerful pressure was far beyond his ability to resist.

Only Jiang Yinyin raised her head blankly, blinked her big, dark, clear eyes, and looked at the stranger who had suddenly appeared beside her.

Lan He lowered his head, met those bewildered eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Just adding fuel won't do."

His voice was gentle, with a hint of amusement:

"Want to go up there... and slap that bad guy across the way twice?"

Jiang Yinyin was stunned.

She blinked her large, dark, clear eyes, looking somewhat bewildered at the stranger who had suddenly appeared before her. Her little hands were still clutching her sister's clothes, and her innocent face was filled with confusion.

"Give, give the bad guy...two slaps?"

She repeated the sentence softly, as if trying to understand its meaning. Then, she secretly glanced at the stage, where a lean, middle-aged man with a ferocious expression, wielding two hammers, was swinging a heavy iron hammer at Lin Dong.

She shrank back slightly.

But in those eyes, a stubborn light shone that seemed out of place for someone so young.

"……May I?"

She asked in a low voice, with a hint of timidity mixed with a touch of eagerness.

Lan He looked down at her, a gentle smile appearing in his eyes. He reached out and ruffled the little girl's soft hair, whispering with a smile:

"I guarantee that if you hit him, he will never dare to fight back."