The ancestral lands of the Namhwang Clan seemed to be located in the deepest parts of the Namhwang Clan. The ancestral lands accompanied the Namhwang Clan as they grew up in the immortal realms, existing together with the Namhwang Clan. One could say that it was a supreme treasure of the Namhwang Clan, nurturing generations of holy maidens.
Although only one of these holy maidens could become the Southern Phoenix Matriarch, the holy maidens of the Namhwang Clan would grow stronger as time passed. They were the core characters of the Namhwang Clan.
Qin Wentian and the others soared through the air and after some time, they arrived at a valley guarded by experts. This place seemed to be a sealed space with a gigantic bronze gate. Upon seeing the arrival of the group, the guards opened the gate and a rumbling sound rang out as an ancient pathway appeared.
"Let's enter." The elders of the Namhwang Clan who led the group here opened up a path for them. After that, the group of them stepped into the bronze gate.
After Qin Wentian entered, he discovered that there was a completely different world within. It was a gigantic mountain valley, and there were a few old women standing guard there. In front of the crowd, a bridge could be seen. This bridge led to an entrance ahead, and it seemed as though one could enter another dimension.
"Remember, you are not allowed to use immortal weapons in the ancestral lands. If a weapon is used, the owner of the weapon will be instantly killed. You must remember this." Namhwang Yunxi reminded Qin Wentian and the two others.
"All of us can enter. Why did you only invite me earlier but they all invited two or three?" Qin Wentian asked.
"The quality of the protectors is not the quantity. How many elites are there in the entire Southern Region? Do you think the holy maidens of my Namhwang Clan know all of them? It's already not bad to be able to invite some of them to protect us. As for ordinary geniuses, they are completely useless. What's the point of inviting them? " Namhwang Yunxi continued, "Also, because for us holy maidens, even the strongest among us would have a cultivation base at the third-level of immortal-foundation. Hence, the ancestral land would suppress one's cultivation base. Those with a cultivation base higher than the third-level of immortal-foundation would only be able to unleash the might of a third-level immortal-foundation expert. Hence, it's not like what you think. Doesn't that mean that we have to invite peak-level immortal-foundation experts?"
"Yes." Qin Wentian nodded his head lightly. The majority of these protectors were at the second-level of immortal-foundation, with a few at the third-level. The one with the greatest threat should be one of Nanfeng Shengge's protectors. Namhwang Yunxi intentionally reminded him that this protector's name was Kong Ye and he was a descendant of an immortal emperor from the Southern Hell. He had established a king-grade immortal-foundation and his combat prowess was extremely terrifying.
"Let's go." Everyone continued on their way, stepping onto the bridge. At the bottom of the bridge, they could see that the ground was actually scorching red, as though there was lava there. It was extremely terrifying, and the temperature was extremely high. They walked step by step towards the entrance of the ancestral land. The scorching heat blasted onto them, but although it was blocked by a mysterious barrier of light, Qin Wentian could still sense that this was a world of fire.
"Bzz ~" Numerous figures flickered, there were already people rushing into the ancestral land.
"Let's go." Namhwang Yunxi spoke. After that, they increased their speed, directly passing through the barrier of light and entering the ancestral land. They stared at the scene before them as their hearts trembled slightly.
"Parasol trees."
Qin Wentian stared at this space. This entire space was filled with blazing parasol trees, intertwining with each other. This was a world of parasol trees, and also a world of fire. The entire space was scorching red, incomparably hot. In just an instant, everyone felt as though their bodies were about to be incinerated. The leaves of these gigantic ancient parasol trees drifted down, dancing in the air, creating a wondrous scene that was incomparably beautiful.
Each and every leaf was extremely large, resembling the feather of a phoenix. They were so beautiful.
"RUMBLE!" The bloodline power in Namhwang Yunxi's body surged. Her entire body seemed to be engulfed in flames as the Shadow of a phoenix appeared. Not only her, the other eight holy maidens also did the same as Namhwang Yunxi. They stepped forward, staring at the descending parasol leaves. In their eyes, it was as though each and every leaf contained an ancient imprint that could be imprinted into their minds.
A beam of light flashed. Namhwang Yunxi stared at that leaf. The mysterious energy contained within it required her to comprehend it.
An instant later, Qin Wentian saw that the parasol leaf transformed into a dazzling beam of fiery light, attaching itself onto Namhwang Yunxi. The other parasol leaves continued to dance in the air, as though they would never land on the ground.
Namhwang Yunxi's silhouette flashed as she appeared beneath another leaf. Her immortal sense gushed in and was instantly attracted by it.
"I want the parasol leaves." At this moment, Nanfeng Aoxue spoke. Her protector, Zong Zhan and another expert instantly moved, wanting to seize the leaves of the parasol tree that were fluttering in the air.
Everyone abruptly came to their senses. Their silhouettes flickered as they flew towards the parasol leaves. Qin Wentian also moved. A pair of resplendent wings appeared behind his back as he appeared before a parasol leaf. He stretched his hand out, wanting to use his immortal energy to grab it. However, he discovered that the parasol leaf was glowing with a resplendent light. His immortal energy couldn't envelop the leaf and he could only stretch his hand out to grab it. It was actually extremely heavy. His silhouette flickered as he moved towards another parasol leaf. When the two leaves neared each other, a terrifying repulsive force erupted forth, pushing Qin Wentian away.
"This …" Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. A single leaf actually contained such might? It seemed that only the Holy Maiden of the Namhwang Clan would be able to unravel it.
He had no choice but to place the parasol leaf beside Namhwang Yunxi. He discovered that when the parasol leaf entered Namhwang Yunxi's body, it wouldn't repel the other leaf she was comprehending.
"Is this an ability unique to the Namhwang Clan's bloodline?" Qin Wentian spoke. "Mengchen, Purgatory, go gather the parasol leaves and place them beside Namhwang Yunxi. Let her slowly comprehend them."
"Right." The three of them acted at the same time, moving as fast as lightning. Numerous tree leaves appeared unceasingly in the area enveloped by Nanfeng Yunxi's immortal light. Her beautiful eyes stared at the tree leaves, and it seemed that she could only comprehend one at a time. After comprehending it, the tree leaf would float down and land on her, resembling a phoenix feather, enveloping her body.
Everyone in this space acted, and their speed was incomparably fast. In just a short period of time, many parasol leaves appeared before the eyes of the nine holy maidens.
Their comprehension speed seemed to have slowed down. All of them were fully immersed in their comprehensions, and everything in the external world could only be left to their protectors.
As the protectors frenziedly plundered the leaves, the number of parasol leaves in the air grew fewer and fewer. If this continued on, there wouldn't be any left very soon.
At this moment, Purgatory and one of the protectors of Nanfeng Ling were both fighting for a parasol leaf. Purgatory grabbed it with her hand only to see her protector stabbing out with a finger. As that finger landed, the entire space transformed into a river of blood as a terrifying immortal might directly blasted into Purgatory's palm. Purgatory screamed in shock as blood flowed from her palm. She could only let go of the parasol leaf. Her protector stabbed out with another finger attack, forcing Purgatory to retreat. That protector snatched the parasol leaf away.
Purgatory's expression turned cold as she glanced at that protector. She glanced at the surroundings and discovered that the best parasol leaf was already taken away.
"We need 81 parasol leaves." At this moment, Nanfeng Shengge spoke, causing the expressions of everyone to flicker. Qin Wentian glanced at Nanfeng Yunxi, as well as the parasol leaves in front of her. She was still lacking a little. As for the others, they were lacking a little as well. He discovered that the number of parasol leaves fluttering in the air was simply insufficient if each person needed eighty-one.
Unless, they snatched it!
But if they snatched it, there would definitely be people who didn't have enough.
At this moment, everyone turned their gazes to the surroundings, their gazes filled with hostility. Clearly, they all knew that they needed to snatch the parasol leaves from each other.
The problem was, who should they snatch it from?
Everyone harbored evil intentions.
"Seems like it's better to have more people. Namhwang Yunxi doesn't even know the exact situation in the ancestral lands?" Qin Wentian silently mused. There were three of them, and the number of parasol leaves they collected could be considered to be the highest.
"You guys guard Nanfeng Aoxue." Zong Zhan spoke to the other two protectors. His entire body was clad in golden armor, exuding an unexcelled aura.
"Bzz!" Zong Zhan was like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Nanfeng Qing's protector, preparing to snatch the parasol leaf. Nanfeng Qing's protector instantly acted, clashing against Zong Zhan. At this moment, Nanfeng Yi's protector also acted, rushing towards Nanfeng Qing's side. Evidently, he wanted to be the fisherman who could reap the benefits of the fisherman.
Numerous figures flickered, instantly causing chaos to descend.
"Mengchen, you guard Namhwang Yunxi. Purgatory, come with me." Qin Wentian spoke. He stepped out, directly moving towards Nanfeng Ling. Before this, Nanfeng Ling's protector snatched a parasol leaf from Purgatory's hands.
At this moment, outside the ancestral lands, those elders stood there, staring ahead. Someone asked, "Who will become the Holy Successor this time around?"
"I hope it will be Shengge. That lass's talent is good and she's very intelligent."
"Qingruo isn't bad as well. Her protector is a young lad from the Jiang Clan. If she can recruit someone from the Jiang Clan as a son-in-law, things would be interesting." Someone laughed.
"Yunxi might be young but her potential is extremely high. The immortal foundation she established is of the highest quality. Don't forget about her."
"Look, the ancestral lands have opened, the parasol characters are floating in the air. These parasol leaves are the wings the Phoenix Ancestor bestowed to them. I wonder how many of them will be able to obtain them." These people discussed, all of them filled with anticipation.
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