Aunt, please don't chase me. I don't want to be the emperor.

However, just as Ji Xian was thinking about this, new movements appeared around him.

Ji Xian stuck her head out from under the awning and saw that a large number of giant silver-white wolves were running towards them from the wild forest on the shore. Their fangs and claws were so huge that it seemed that any one of them was enough to split the small boat in half.

Ji Xian looked at Ji Wan'er without hesitation.

Ji Wan'er glanced over and gently raised her hand. The dark spiritual power burst out from her fingertips, like mist made of ink, spreading in the air and spreading towards the shore.

The black ink mist spread out, and the wolves rushed into the mist. In an instant, they were pierced through a hornet's nest by the thorns and spikes transformed from a large number of ink stamens. For a moment, blood splattered everywhere and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

But this was not the end. Suddenly, a lot of cries were heard in the sky. Ji Xian looked up and found that it was a group of strange eagles swooping down and charging towards the boat.

Undercurrents surged around the boat, and many fangfish leaped over. They were a school of exotic fish!

Ji Wan'er frowned, not looking like she couldn't handle it, but rather feeling impatient.

She took out the paper fan from her waist, opened it and swung it directly towards the awning. The paper fan floated above the awning, releasing the spiritual power of the Nine Heavens Talisman to transform into a protective shield, covering Ji Xian and Cheng Ying layer by layer.

Then, Ji Wan'er stood up, and a large amount of spiritual power burst out from her body. Countless ink-like spiritual powers filled the surrounding world, forming a picturesque landscape.

This is a sign of world destruction, and also a kind of spiritual pressure.

Under this spiritual pressure, all the strange beasts were suddenly frightened. Some fainted on the spot, and some weak beasts had their internal organs shattered by the spiritual pressure and died on the spot.

Ji Wan'er released her spiritual pressure, directly shocking and killing all the strange beasts around her.

Ji Xian and Cheng Ying were sitting in the boat awning watching this scene. To be honest, if Ji Wan'er hadn't put a layer of protective shield on them in advance, they would probably have been injured by this large-scale spiritual pressure.

"This proficiency is probably even better than that of my father..."

Seeing Ji Wan'er's mastery of the Nine Heavens Talisman, Ji Xian confirmed one thing: the Nine Heavens Talisman on Ji Wan'er was probably even older than that of his father, Emperor Ji Xingyu.

In other words, her Jiutian Mo Rui should have nothing to do with her father.

So, who is she?

Jiutian Fu, surnamed Ji...

Ji Xian began to think about her relatives, but in the war caused by the Daxuan rebellion, their Ji royal family was almost wiped out, so Ji Xian had few relatives and they were easy to recognize.

Among this group of people, there is no one named Ji Wan'er.

"Let Luoxue investigate later. This Ji Wan'er is definitely not a simple person."

Ji Xian thought about this and didn't say anything.

Ji Wan'er's spiritual pressure had a wide range, and the strange beasts within a few miles probably wouldn't dare to get close to the boat.

However, precisely because the range of this spiritual pressure was too large, it also directly shocked the ancient building deep in the wild beast forest.

There were many servants and guards dressed in priestly attire in the ancient building. When Ji Wan'er's Yang God spiritual pressure came over, countless people collapsed to the ground in an instant, some even began to bleed from all seven orifices, and some were so scared that they began to run away with their heads in their hands.

In the main hall on the first floor of the ancient building, Zhao Si, Yelu Pinglin, and the others were all Yang Gods, so naturally they wouldn't be frightened by the spiritual pressure. However, they all felt the spiritual pressure, a Yang God-level spiritual pressure.

Zhao Sizheng was discussing with Yelu Pinglin about revising the blood sacrifice method, but was suddenly startled by the spiritual pressure. He looked in the direction of the spiritual pressure and asked in surprise, "What is this, Yang Shen?"

"It's the Yang God." Yelu Pinglin also looked in the direction of the spiritual pressure: "That direction is south, could it be those Central Plains people..."

"This kind of spiritual power is so familiar..."

At this time, Zhao Si was carefully feeling the spiritual power fluctuations of this spiritual pressure. He felt that this spiritual power was very familiar and felt that he must have seen it somewhere before.

Lu Zhanfei grabbed his hair and echoed, "Now that King Liang puts it that way, it feels damn familiar to me."

Among those present, Zhao Si was a soldier, Lu Zhanfei a swordsman, Yelu Pinglin a warrior, and He Ren a formation master. Unlike He Ren, he was not only skilled in formations but also in many unconventional techniques that were difficult to defend against. Therefore, he was considered to be well-informed and knowledgeable.

He Ren carefully sensed it. Although he couldn't recognize the type of spiritual power it was, he at least recognized its type. He immediately said, "This spiritual power reaction... is Mo Rui."

"Mo Rui..." Zhao Si thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered: "This kind of spiritual power reaction, Mo Rui... Yes, I remember, it's the Nine Heavens Talisman!"

"King Liang, what did you say?!"

Lu Zhanfei and He Ren looked at Zhao Si in shock, while Yelu Pinglin also came to her senses at this time. She had just felt that the spiritual power fluctuation was familiar and was reminiscing. Zhao Si's words made her remember: "Yes, it's the Nine Heavens Talisman. I've seen it too!"

The Galaxy Sword and the Nine Heavens Talisman are two peerless magical weapons created by Ji Taibai, and are considered the strongest in the world.

Ji Taibai had been gone for over two hundred years, and most of those who had seen these two divine weapons were veteran masters and Yang Shen. But everyone present had seen them eighteen years before.

Eighteen years ago, in the war of revival, the descendant of the poet and swordsman Ji Taibai was the current emperor Ji Xingyu.

"It's Zhao Bai!"

Lu Zhanfei was the first to call out, Zhao Bai was Ji Xingyu's name in the martial arts world, and most people in the martial arts world also called him that.

Lu Zhanfei first yelled, then started cursing: "Damn it, that dog emperor's ghost is not enough, why did Zhao Bai show up here too!!"

Zhao Si was also stunned, as if struck by lightning.

He left Katoer City at top speed and came to the Wild Beast Forest to meet Yelu Pinglin, thinking he had gotten rid of the Great Zhou Emperor Ji Xian. But he never expected that Zhao Bai would catch up with him less than half a day after arriving here.

Zhao Si forced herself to calm down and immediately looked at Yelu Pinglin: "Princess, you said there were three people before, right? Two of them are injured."

"maybe."

Yelu Pinglin walked down from the altar, and when she raised her hand, a magic wand flew into her hand. The power she unleashed clearly showed that she was ready to fight.

It was obvious that Yelu Pinglin was already planning a battle.

Zhao Si reached behind him and pulled out a golden-green spear. "If that's the case, let's fight to the death. If Zhao Bai is the only one here, I'll make sure he never returns!"

"Damn it, let's fight him!" Lu Zhanfei cursed and picked up the Blood Dragon Sword.

He Ren remained silent, as if he was still thinking, and did not adopt the attitude of the others who were ready to fight to the death.

He Ren had the strongest perception among the people present. Although it was not as incredible as Ji Xian's, his ability to analyze and judge in detail was also outstanding.

He Ren could feel the spiritual pressure. His technique was delicate and ingenious, and his aura was feminine and soft, unlike Zhao Bai's Nine Heavens Talisman Technique.

Oh no, it should be said that it doesn't sound like a man's spiritual pressure fluctuation, but more like a woman's.

But, Nine Heavens Talisman, woman...

He Ren was at a loss as to what to do with this. He kept thinking about the mystery behind it, so he didn't enter combat mode immediately.

4.25 The Emperor's ancestors revealed their true colors

No one can tell how strong Ji Xian's perception is, but we only know that it will never lose to her mother, Tang Lin, the female yang goddess with the strongest perception in the world.

Tang Lin's perception is a blood gift. She can see through everything around her without any spiritual power or magic. Sounds, breath, spiritual power fluctuations, even temperature and air flow cannot escape her perception.

After becoming a Yang God, Tang Lin's abilities increased several times or even dozens of times, and the range expanded to dozens of miles.

Ji Xian was her son and had inherited her bloodline talent. Therefore, even though Ji Xian was seriously injured and his spiritual power was weak, his perception was still incredibly outstanding.

Therefore, although the boat had just entered the depths of the wild beast forest, he could hear voices far away in the ancient building. He could hear the conversation between Zhao Si and Yelu Pinglin and others clearly!

"Is there anyone else in this wild beast forest?"

"They also recognize the Nine Heavens Talisman and know my father?"

"Dog Emperor, are you talking about me?"

"Ah? They want to kill my father. What's going on?"

Ji Xian listened to the conversation between those people and found it more and more strange, but at least he understood one thing.

Those guys have a grudge against my father or the Great Zhou, and they have now set up their formation and are planning to take down my father!

Who are these guys who dare to attack the Emperor of Zhou?

The remnants of Daxuan, or the Liaodan tribe?

Regardless of what it was, Ji Xian was certain of one thing: those guys seemed to know her father very well. Since they knew her father well, they naturally knew his strength, which was comparable to the world's most powerful warrior, the Silver Dragon Marshal of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The group of people who dared to attack the retired emperor must be extremely powerful and could not be compared with ordinary martial arts masters.

Ji Xian didn't intend to make trouble at this time, even though Ji Wan'er was by his side, so he looked at Ji Wan'er and wanted her to change the direction of the boat: "Senior Wan'er, there is danger ahead, we..."

"how do you know?"

Before Ji Xian finished speaking, Ji Wan'er turned around and asked him.

For a moment, Ji Xian didn't know what to say. If he said that he sensed it, then when Ji Wan'er asked him about his perception, Ji Xian would not be able to answer.

Fortunately, before Ji Xian could finish her words, Ji Wan'er muttered to herself, "There is indeed a fluctuation of spiritual power ahead, and it is from a master of the Yang God Realm?"

"Eh?"

Ji Xian was stunned. Ji Wan'er also sensed it?

But think about it, Ji Wan'er is also a Yangshen, so it's normal for her to have strong perception. Ji Xian's level can only be said to be too strong, but it doesn't mean that other people, especially Yangshen, are weak.

Ji Wan'er's expression became serious, but she had no intention of avoiding danger: "The person I'm looking for may be right ahead. I won't avoid him."

"The person you're looking for..."

Ji Xian was speechless.

Big sister, it seems that the person you are looking for is in the Yang God realm. A Yang God master goes out into the world to eat, drink, gamble, whore and bully men and women. How boring must a person be to do this.

Ji Xian didn't realize that he was scolding himself. He didn't say these words out loud, but just complained in his heart.

Ji Wan'er's attitude made Ji Xian feel that there was no possibility of further discussion. In the end, she could only cover her face with her hands and return to the awning helplessly. She could only pray that this was a misunderstanding and that the other party would not attack her and others.

Of course, this possibility is very low. After all, who else could dare to kill the Great Zhou Emperor except a traitor? So Ji Xian prayed more that Ji Wan'er could handle the opponent alone.

Cheng Ying watched all this silently, his eyes looking towards the bow of the ship in front of him, his gaze fixed on Ji Wan'er.

Judging from the Nine Heavens Spiritual Pressure just now, this person is none other than Ji Wan'er, the former Protector of the Nation, the most gifted woman of the Great Zhou Dynasty who had been missing for five hundred years. We'll have a good chance to see just how powerful this gifted woman is now.

The boat moved forward, killing some besieging beasts along the way, and finally arrived next to an ancient building.

The ancient building was dark and dilapidated, exuding an ominous feeling.

The boat stopped at the shore, Ji Xian and others got off the boat, and then Ji Wan'er walked in front and took the lead in heading towards the ancient building. She could feel that the movement of Yang Shen came from the ancient building.

Ji Xian hesitated, not knowing whether he should follow. But he turned to look at Cheng Ying and found that Cheng Ying followed without hesitation, so he had no choice but to follow.

There's no way. It doesn't seem like a good idea to be alone on the shore.

Ji Wan'er walked to the front of the ancient building and fanned it gently with a paper fan in her hand. It looked like she was fanning away the dust, but the spiritual wind she waved gently and powerfully pushed open the door of the ancient building.

As soon as you enter the ancient building, you can feel the cold and phantom fire all around you. The sacrificial hall is weird and luxurious. There is even a tall altar deep in the hall. It is really weird.

Ji Wan'er was not afraid at all. She walked in without stopping and looked at the altar.

A woman was sitting cross-legged on the altar, holding a sacred staff that was much taller than her. She was wearing a sacrificial animal robe and a mask of gods and ghosts on her face.

This person was naturally Yelu Pinglin, who looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

She slowly opened her eyes. Although she was wearing a ghost mask, her golden pupils were still clearly visible. She stared at Ji Wan'er like an eagle. She slowly opened her mouth and a melodious voice like a bell echoed in the ancient building: "Who is coming?"

Ji Wan'er cupped her hands, her attitude quite polite: "Da Zhou, Ji Wan'er."

After hearing Ji Wan'er say this, the first person to react was Ji Xian.

You know, in the martial arts world, people who introduce themselves usually say which sect they belong to and who they are within that sect. But there are not many who would directly identify themselves as a member of the Great Zhou.

Generally, there is only one type of person who would consider himself so, and that is the Yang God directly under the Great Zhou, such as the Seven Marshals of the Great Zhou, the Eighteen Protector Gods of the Great Zhou, and so on.

This Ji Wan'er...is she really one of our family members?

Ji Xian's attention was not entirely focused on this. He looked around with a sharp gaze. You know, he had heard at least four people talking and preparing to take action before, but now he only saw one, which meant that there were at least three more hiding in the dark.

"One is upstairs, one is hiding behind the altar, and the other one... can't be sensed. Amazing."

Ji Xian's perception has caught two of the hidden ones, but there is still one whose breath and movements Ji Xian can't sense. It seems that his stealth and hiding skills are very good, and to achieve this, one must be at the level of Yang Shen.

This group of people is quite impressive...

The ones hiding in the ancient building and preparing for an ambush were naturally Zhao Si and others. Zhao Si and Lu Zhanfei also felt strange when they heard the name Ji Wan'er. They had never heard of this name before.

Yelu Pinglin looked directly at Ji Wan'er, but her reaction was dazed. She looked as if the name sounded familiar but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

This is natural. After all, Ji Wan'er has been missing for five hundred years. Although she was the chief protector of the Great Zhou five hundred years ago, she was a very low-key person. Compared with other Yang Gods of the Great Zhou, her presence is indeed very low, and not many people know her.

Zhao Si was a younger generation Yang Shen, and Lu Zhanfei was older but not much older, so neither had ever heard of Ji Wan'er. Yelu Pinglin, on the other hand, was a Yang Shen of the older generation, at least a thousand years old, so she had actually heard of Ji Wan'er back then.

The most talented woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ji Wan'er.

This... no way?

Yelu Pinglin thought about these past events and found them somewhat unbelievable, but he did not think much about it and simply asked, "That Ji Wan'er?"

Ji Wan'er replied, "The Poetry and Sword Immortal's sister, Ji Wan'er."

Ji Wan'er's straightforward answer confirmed her identity.