Blue Luan World, Rising Light Peak.
Xu Shaoming sneakily appeared on top of the mountain.
After carefully observing once around the high platform and removing all the restrictions surrounding the high platform, Xu Shaoming came to the high platform and took out a black cloth to cover up the large cauldron and the sword on top of the cauldron.
This black cloth was not an ordinary one; it was a thousand year corpse wrapping cloth. Moreover, it had been refined into a magical artifact that was filled with a foul energy that could cut off all elemental energy in the world.
Xu Shaoming took out another yellow incense stick from his storage bag, bit his finger, and smeared the blood on it. After lighting it, he kowtowed three times to the sky and said, "Descendants of the Xu family, please descend!"
Xu Shaoming frowned and whispered, "Could the teachings of the ancestors be fake, or the incense of time passed down by the ancestors have already lost its effect?"
According to the Xu Ancestor's teachings, there had once been an ancestor who had ascended into the Upper Realm in broad daylight. Before leaving, he had left behind three incense sticks, and had also warned his descendants that if any major mishaps occurred in the Xu Clan, they could ignite the incense, and the ancestors of the Xu Clan would know that they would go down to the mortal world to help the Xu Clan overcome its tribulation.
Now that the seal had been loosened and the Gate of Heaven had appeared, Xu Shaoming felt that a chance to bring the ancestor of the Xu Family back to glory had arrived. Thus, he sneaked into the Rising Light Peak and ignited the last incense stick.
Xu Shaoming eagerly looked at the sky. However, as time passed, nothing appeared in the sky.
As for the incense stick, it looked like it was only left with a tiny bit.
Xu Shaoming's heart finally began to feel anxious. He looked down at the incense from time to time, wishing he could cover it with his hands and stop it from blowing.
But even so, the incense was soon going to burn out.
"The teachings of the ancestors must be true. The ancestors can't lie!" Xu Shaoming was extremely nervous. He was deeply shocked by Qin Hai's display of strength. He knew that with Qin Hai's rate of growth, there was no hope for him to surpass Qin Hai in this lifetime. In other words, if nothing unexpected happened, he would never be able to seek revenge against Qin Hai in his entire life. The losses he had suffered and the humiliation he had endured would no longer be enough to escape him.
Thus, he placed all his hopes on this incense. He firmly believed that as long as the ancestors of the Xu family could descend, including Qin Hai, all those who had offended him before would be ruthlessly trampled beneath his feet. From today onwards, he would become the true king of the Blue Luan World.
However, as the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. In the end, the incense was burnt out without any suspense, and there was nothing in the sky at all.
Xu Shaoming slumped to the ground, as if he had suffered a great blow to his soul.
That person was dressed in a cyan robe and had a beard on his chin. He looked like a sage.
Xu Shaoming was overjoyed. He immediately knelt down in front of that person and said, "A descendant of the Xu family greets ancestor!"
"A descendant of the Xu family?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly. After some thought, he realized that the Xu family did not exist in his memory. He turned his head and saw the large cauldron that was covered by the corpse shroud. He lifted the corpse shroud and carefully examined it for a moment before nodding in praise. "This cauldron is not bad. It seems like there are quite a few capable people in the lower realms."
He turned to look at Xu Shaoming, "Let me ask you, who made this cauldron?"
Xu Shaoming immediately replied, "Reporting to Ancestor, it was created by a junior named Qin Hai to repair the crack in the gates of heaven. In order to allow Ancestor to descend successfully, I covered it with a corpse wrap."
Xu Shaoming didn't hear what the middle-aged man said, he continued to look at him respectfully, "Ancestor, this junior, Qin Hai, relied on his higher cultivation than me and also obtained an incomparably powerful magic tool. He acted recklessly and wreaked havoc in the region. Please, Ancestor, punish him."
"Oh, tell me in detail what kind of powerful magical equipment you have." The middle-aged man's eyes lit up as he looked at Xu Shaoming.
When he thought of this, the middle-aged man's heart was set ablaze. He wanted nothing more than to immediately find Lin Qingya and control the eight golden armored martial artists in his hands.
At this moment, Xu Shaoming didn't notice the middle-aged man's strangeness and remained respectfully by his side, hoping that this ancestor of the Xu Family would help him teach Qin Hai a lesson or teach him some profound techniques. In his opinion, this ancestor of the Xu family from the upper realm was definitely powerful. As long as he made a move, Qin Hai would definitely die.
As Xu Shaoming was disappointed, he was also pleasantly surprised. He quickly replied and then closed his eyes, completely releasing himself.
The middle-aged man had a mocking expression on his face as he reached out his palm and pressed it against the Baihui acupoint above Xu Shaoming's head. Suddenly, a massive amount of soul force poured in, desperately trying to seize all of Xu Shaoming's memories.
Under the soul search technique of the middle-aged man, Xu Shaoming quickly lost his ability to resist. When the middle-aged man finished searching his soul, Xu Shaoming slumped to the ground, his eyes glazed over as he looked at the sky like a zombie without a soul.
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