Qin Wentian and the others waited below. An instant later, a bright light flashed in the air as the Parasol Path appeared. Namhwang Yunxi's voice drifted over, "Qin Wentian, come up."
Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. He stepped onto the Parasol Bridge and ascended step by step, feeling extremely curious in his heart. Why did Namhwang Yunxi want him to go up?
This was the ancestral ground of the Namhwang Clan. The inheritance belonged to Namhwang Yunxi. Although he was a helper, to the Namhwang Clan, he was nothing more than an outsider.
The beautiful eyes of Nanfeng Qingruo and Nanfeng Shengge flashed with a bright light. Qin Wentian actually went up. They inclined their heads, there was a holy light but it gave off an illusory feeling, they couldn't see clearly what it was exactly.
"Jiang Ziyu, can you see through it?" Nanfeng Shengge glanced at Jiang Ziyu who was beside Nanfeng Qingruo as she curiously asked.
Jiang Ziyu shook his head, "This is the most mysterious place in the ancestral ground of the Namhwang Clan. How can I see through it?"
Nanfeng Shengge nodded her head lightly. Only the Holy Successor had the qualifications to reach the other shore and receive the inheritance.
Qin Wentian climbed up step by step. Finally, he arrived at the top of the parasol tree and saw a golden tree. The leaves on the tree were as bright as the sun, and over there, a mysterious and powerful saint beast, a phoenix, could be seen sitting there. It seemed to be an extremely ancient existence.
"Qin Wentian pays his respects to senior." Upon seeing the ancient phoenix, Qin Wentian bowed. The ancestral ground of the Namhwang Clan actually had such a powerful saint beast. This wasn't a young saint beast but a true saint beast. It most probably had the power to destroy the heavens and earth and could even contend against peak-stage immortal emperors in the immortal realms. It was definitely an extremely powerful existence.
Qin Wentian didn't dare to treat such a terrifying ancient phoenix as an ordinary demonic beast. His eyes were filled with respect.
"There's no need to be polite." The voice of the ancient phoenix was ethereal, extremely profound.
"The Phoenix Ancestor said that she wanted to talk to you." Namhwang Yunxi spoke to Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian nodded. Right now, Namhwang Yunxi was basking in holy light, exuding incomparable beauty. From now on, she was the Holy Successor of the Namhwang Clan. Her status was extremely high and she had great authority in the Namhwang Clan. She could directly mobilize many powerful immortal kings to serve her.
More importantly, Namhwang Yunxi would receive the inheritance of the Phoenix Ancestor and would be qualified to compete for the position of the Empress of the Namhwang clan.
"I saw Yi's supreme art from you." The old phoenix's voice was still ethereal as if it came from all directions.
"Senior, you also know Ancient Emperor Yi?" Qin Wentian asked. The old phoenix lived in the ancestral land, and he thought that she would not set foot in the outside world.
"I'm a follower of the Namhwang Clan. My knowledge of the matters in the immortal realms far surpasses yours." The old phoenix spoke. Qin Wentian knew that he had misspoken and could only smile. He had indeed thought wrongly. Such a supreme existence, an ancient phoenix, the things she knew most probably far surpassed his imagination.
Her existence was as ancient as the Namhwang Clan.
"Yi once ruled an era and his talent was unparalleled. When he was young, he had already displayed shocking talent. His ultimate art, God's Hand, caused people to tremble in fear upon hearing its name. It's a true supreme art. The God's Hand you cultivated can only be considered as an entry-level art. You basically haven't comprehended the essence of God's Hand." The old phoenix spoke.
"Junior knows. The God's Hand I cultivated in the City of Ancient Emperors is indeed only at the entry-level." Qin Wentian nodded. That was the power he cultivated when he was at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.
"Let me show you some things." The old phoenix spoke. As a bright light flashed, a fiery red space appeared in the air. An image appeared, it was a scene. A supreme figure stood in the air and before him, there were many experts from an incomparably powerful power. Both sides seemed to be in a standoff.
The expert in the air radiated a boundless divine glow, instantly becoming incomparably dazzling. It was like all the energy in his body was being unleashed. His palm stretched out as a divine-like palm slammed downwards. This palm covered a distance of ten million miles, containing a supreme destructive might, capable of destroying everything.
Qin Wentian's heart trembled violently when he saw this. This supreme figure was frenziedly clashing with the experts below. Each and every strike was heaven-shaking, yet this God's Hand seemed to have transformed into a wheel that could level the heavens and earth. Everything in the world would be annihilated. With a single palm strike, no one could block it. Boundless attacks. A power that had existed for countless years, radiating a territory of tens of thousands of miles, yet under the might of a single palm strike, the entire sky and earth trembled as the earth crumbled.
"It's leveled." Qin Wentian stared in that direction as his body trembled. The strength of a supreme existence was simply beyond his imagination. However at this moment, he only saw the eyes of that supreme figure flashing. He stared in the direction of the sky and grabbed out with his palm. In an instant, his palm seemed to have traversed a boundless distance, penetrating through the void. That space seemed to have been torn apart and a supreme expert who was extremely far away could only watch as his countenance drastically changed. He wanted to flee but under the envelopment of God's Hand, there was no way for him to escape.
This God's Hand grabbed that supreme expert from the other side of the void. That supreme expert struggled madly but God's Hand directly transformed into a beam of destructive light, destroying him.
The light screen dissipated as the scene disappeared. Qin Wentian sighed in his heart. The strength of a supreme existence was simply too terrifying. This God's Hand was simply too terrifying.
That supreme figure was naturally none other than Ancient Emperor Yi.
"Back then when Ancient Emperor Yi destroyed an enemy clan, he destroyed a powerful ancient clan with a few attacks. No matter how many years of foundation you have, no matter how many immortals you have, before a true supreme expert, you would still be unable to withstand a single strike." Prison Phoenix slowly spoke. "Even if the Namhwang Clan seems to be incomparably powerful, with boundless glory and deep foundations, if a supreme character that's close to the level of divinity appears, the Namhwang Clan would still be destroyed."
"Senior, you are thinking too far ahead." Qin Wentian spoke.
"It's not that far. You are still young and ten million years might be too far away to you. But to me, to an ancient clan, ten thousand years is merely the blink of an eye. And in ten thousand years, how many geniuses would there be in the immortal realms? And in a hundred thousand years, how many new geniuses would there be? In the vast immortal realms, there would always be undercurrents surging in the dark, endless wars. Times of peace and times of chaos, it usually only requires a single stroke of luck."
The old phoenix calmly spoke. She wasn't sighing with emotion, it was just that after living for countless years, she had seen too much and experienced too many chaotic eras. The things she saw naturally weren't something that a young man like Qin Wentian who wasn't even a hundred years old could compare to.
Qin Wentian nodded lightly. Indeed, how long has he lived? In the vast history of the immortal realms, he was basically insignificant, like a drop of water in the ocean. The things he had seen and heard were simply too little.
It's just that he felt somewhat puzzled. He didn't know why the old phoenix of the Namhwang Clan would tell him this.
"I know where Yi's ultimate art, God's Hand, is at." The old phoenix spoke, her words causing Qin Wentian's eyes to flash as he stared at the old phoenix. As expected of an ancient existence that has lived for countless years, she even knew about this.
"Senior, please guide me." Qin Wentian bowed, not being polite at all. Since the old phoenix spoke so much to him, it was clear that she had the intention of telling him. If not, why would she ask him to come here?
"You can stay in the Southern Phoenix Immortal City for a period of time. Namhwang Yunxi needs to enter closed-door seclusion for a period of time, but it won't be too long. When she exits, she will naturally bring you there." The old phoenix spoke.
"Right, many thanks senior." Qin Wentian didn't say anything more.
"You can return first. The rest of you can leave as well." The old phoenix slowly spoke. Qin Wentian bowed and retreated. After he left, the eyes of the old phoenix turned to Namhwang Yunxi, "Have you decided to give up?"
"Yes, Old Ancestor." Namhwang Yunxi smiled and nodded.
"Okay." The old phoenix nodded. "Sit down."
Namhwang Yunxi sat down cross-legged. A moment later, resplendent phoenix runic light flashed, enveloping her body.
As for Qin Wentian, he returned to the ground. The gazes of everyone landed on him, feeling very curious about what Qin Wentian saw up there.
"Don't ask me. The matters regarding the ancestral lands of the Namhwang Clan shouldn't be divulged right?" Qin Wentian stared at Nanfeng Qingruo and Nanfeng Shengge as he smiled.
"Naturally." Nanfeng Shengge smiled, she didn't say anything. At this moment, a gust of wind gusted by, causing the leaves of the parasol tree to flutter. The space behind them vanished as the silhouettes of the others appeared.
"It's time for us to leave." Nanfeng Qingruo spoke. After that, the group of them returned to where they came from. Very swiftly, they regrouped with Nanfeng Aoxue, Nanfeng Xihua and the other holy maidens. Nanfeng Aoxue's eyes were cold as she stared at everyone. She naturally noticed that one of the holy maidens was missing. It was none other than Namhwang Yunxi.
"Yunxi obtained the inheritance?" Nanfeng Yi's beautiful eyes turned to Nanfeng Shengge and Nanfeng Qingruo. Although they were competitors, they were also sisters of the Namhwang Clan. Some of them had good relationships with others, while some had bad relationships with others.
"Mhm." Nanfeng Shengge nodded lightly. "Brother Qin has truly displayed his brilliance in the ancestral lands."
Everyone glanced at Qin Wentian. Jun Mengchen and Purgatory also walked over. Jun Mengchen flashed a thumbs up at Qin Wentian as he laughed in a low voice, "Senior Brother Qin, in the future, we will have another Holy Successor as our soulmate."
"Don't be serious." Qin Wentian glared at Jun Mengchen. "Let's go out."
"Fine, that golden eagle still wants to fight against me." Jun Mengchen shot a provocative glance at Zong Zhan, causing Zong Zhan's eyes to gleam with sharpness. He also glanced at Qin Wentian, he didn't expect that he would be the one to emerge victorious. Protecting Namhwang Yunxi was the last one standing. What a surprise.
The group of them walked out of the ancestral lands. The elders of the Namhwang Clan were all here as well. When they saw everyone exiting the ancestral lands, they exchanged mutual glances and naturally knew the result.
They didn't expect that Namhwang Yunxi, who had a weaker cultivation base, would really be able to seize the position of Holy Successor.
"Everyone, you have all worked hard." A person spoke to the crowd. "The Namhwang Clan has already prepared an immortal banquet. Everyone, please enjoy it before you leave. If you are willing to stay as a guest in my Namhwang Clan, you can stay for a few days. The Namhwang Clan will definitely treat you well."
The eyes of everyone flickered with different lights, each having their own thoughts. The competition for the position of Holy Successor of the Namhwang Clan has finally concluded!
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