From Linghu Yang's memories, Su Yu recognized him as one of the Seven Ancestors of the Sacred Soul Tribe!
Unlike other forces, the members of the Sacred Soul Tribe could achieve immortality due to their cultivation of Soul Secret Arts.
Ordinary lifeforms would gradually die as their bodies deteriorated, just like those old monsters of the Heavenly Law Union.
No matter how strong his cultivation was, he could not stop his body from decaying.
But for the Soul Sacred Race, even if their bodies rotted away, they could use ancestral soul techniques to transfer to another body and continue living.
Therefore, the members of the Sacred Soul Tribe were practically immortal.
As a result, it created a prosperous situation in which countless Patriarchs coexisted.
Of course, the Heavenly Dao was eternal.
There were gains and losses for the soul saints.
The downside was that their ability to reproduce was extremely weak.
They seemed to be cursed. Usually, there would only be one offspring in a generation. The others would either be unable to conceive or die in the womb.
If the body and soul of a certain generation were to be completely destroyed, resulting in a fault, then this branch would basically be severed.
Therefore, there were very few members of the Sacred Soul Tribe. The Sacred Soul Tribe, which had awed the all-heavens, only had three males and seven females. Their numbers were so small that it was completely disproportionate to the size of the tribe.
That elder was none other than the Seventh Patriarch, a Great Sage.
In terms of strength, he wasn't any weaker than the Heavenly Law Alliance's Grand Elder Han.
"Who injured you?" the Seventh Patriarch asked, looking at the injured disciples.
Because of the pain, Linghu Jie gritted his teeth and said, "It's Linghu Yang! Seventh Ancestor, you have to uphold justice for us. We didn't do anything, but Linghu Yang bullied us. "
"Bully you? Him? "The Seventh Forefather's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Anyone could bully them, but Linghu Yang was an exception.
How could he not know about Linghu Yang's condition?
"It really is him!" The other people of the younger generation who had been taught a lesson also said.
Oh?
The Seventh Forefather's gloomy expression eased a lot. "It's really him?"
He looked at Yan Feiying and asked thoughtfully, "Feiying, where's Ling Huyang?"
"He went out." Yan Feiying's expression was complicated.
The Seventh Forefather asked again, "Has Linghu Yang's cultivation level improved greatly recently?"
The person who understood Linghu Yang the most should be the person who slept with him.
Yan Feiying was silent. She was struggling internally.
With his wife's sharp senses, she found it hard to believe that the resolute and decisive person was really her husband.
Although this Linghu Yang was exactly what she had been yearning for, he gave her a very unfamiliar feeling.
It wasn't just the sudden increase in strength. From many details, she could clearly feel that the person standing in front of her wasn't Linghu Yang, but someone else.
Just when she didn't know how to answer, Su Yu stepped in just in time. He cupped his fists and said, "Seventh Ancestor, Yang-er has indeed made some progress."
In Linghu Yang's memory, this Seventh Patriarch was someone who cared a lot about him and was very friendly.
She often called him Yang'er.
Yan Feiying finally found some familiarity with the way he addressed himself.
Those who weren't part of the Sacred Soul Race wouldn't know these details.
The Seventh Forefather sat on the armchair and sized him up. "Have you recovered from your injuries?"
Back then, the Nine Deaths Troll's palm strike could be said to have severed Linghu Yang's path of cultivation.
Su Yu shook his head. "No, I didn't. It's just that my Soul Energy has grown tremendously under the effects of my elixirs that can cure all illnesses."
Yan Feiying's eyes brightened once more. This tone sounded like Linghu Yang's.
She didn't know that Su Yu knew from Linghu Yang's memory that Linghu Yang had been addicted to elixirs for many years, not because he was playful and capricious, but because he was trying his best to recover his body.
He hoped to give Yan Feiying the dignity and life she deserved.
But all of this was covered up by his seemingly frivolous appearance.
"Is that so?" The Seventh Patriarch smiled. He opened his palm and gently pushed toward Su Yu.
All of a sudden, Su Yu felt a formless object penetrate his soul.
Looking back, there was a faintly discernible stone tablet behind him. There were forty-nine steps written on it.
"Forty-nine Soul Energy?" The Seventh Patriarch was shocked.
Linghu Jie, Linghu Yun, and the other juniors all gasped.
Steps were a measure of the strength of a person's Soul Energy.
From the first to the ninety-nine steps.
Among them, the mortals without any cultivation were only at the first step.
When one's cultivation reached the Ancient Saint level, there were thirty-nine steps.
When one reached the Great Saint level, there were forty-nine steps.
When one reached the Ten Thousand Saint level, there were fifty-nine steps.
As for the next step, one needed to specifically cultivate Soul Energy. It couldn't be achieved by relying on the enhancement of one's cultivation.
The highest known record was that of one of the Ten Great Heavenly Sons, whose soul had reached ninety-nine steps.
The second was a living ancestor of the Soul Saint Clan. The first ancestor's soul had reached ninety-nine steps.
At that level, the soul was strong enough to affect the workings of the Heavenly Way and transcend the shackles of the body.
Among the juniors of the current generation, the strongest soul was Linghu Jie, who had reached thirty-nine steps. This was the best soul cultivation talent among the juniors in recent years.
Now, Linghu Yang had quietly cultivated to forty-nine steps. Who could believe it?
Before this, he had barely reached the thirtieth step.
"Are you really Linghu Yang?" Linghu Jie looked at Su Yu. "Could it be that some outsider has taken over Linghu Yang's body?"
All the juniors in the room were also doubtful.
Linghu Yang's transformation wasn't just earth-shattering. He was like a completely different person.
Su Yu calmly said, "Are you trying to say that someone can cultivate my clan's forbidden technique, the Soul Exchange?"
Everyone knew that the forbidden technique had been destroyed a long time ago, and no one could learn it.
Linghu Jie glared at Yan Feiying. "Speak! Is Linghu Yang really cultivating soul strength? As his wife, you should know best! "
After a pause, his tone softened. "His authenticity concerns the future of the Soul Saint Clan. You must consider it carefully."
Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Feiying, hoping that she would give an honest answer.
"Speak!" Linghu Jie urged.
Yan Feiying was silent for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't know! But I know that he must be my husband. "
As she spoke, she stepped forward and held his arm, standing beside Su Yu with great determination.
Linghu Jie slammed the tea table. "You're lying!"
The rest of the people found it hard to believe that Linghu Yang had undergone such an earth-shattering transformation, and they all criticized him.
"Enough!" The Seventh Ancestor said calmly. "He is Linghu Yang."
Everyone quieted down. He smiled with relief. "A person's strength might be able to be faked, but not their memories. And the memories of the Soul Saint Clan are even less so!"
The memories of the Soul Saint Clan's members could not be taken away by outsiders unless they were willing.
As long as there was even the slightest resistance, the memories would self-destruct.
It was impossible for others to seize Linghu Yang's memories and put them into their own souls to bluff their way through.
It turned out that the Seventh Ancestor's palm strike had not only tested the strength of Linghu Yang's soul, but he had also secretly flipped through Linghu Yang's memories to confirm that it was Linghu Yang himself.
What he did not know was that Su Yu had merely hidden his own memories, only revealing Linghu Yang's memories.
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