Inside the cave, in the thatched cottage!
The portrait hanging on the wooden wall was not of a single person, but of a group of people gathered together.
Among them, there was a middle-aged man in a dark gray robe, with a burly figure and a heroic look on his face. He was clenching his fists tightly as he said something to a dozen men and women in front of him.
After seeing the people in the portrait, Thaling's body visibly trembled. Following that, a sorrowful and nostalgic look appeared in his eyes as he walked toward the portrait.
Although he wanted to know the background of the people in the portrait and how they were related to Thaling, the crystal-clear jade bed on the east side gave him a feeling that it was calling from his bloodline.
After a short moment of consideration, Yu Haoran decided to first check out the jade bed that was calling out to him by his bloodline.
The closer he got to the jade bed, the stronger the calling from his bloodline became.
The stronger the calling, the more crystal-clear the jade bed became.
When he was nine meters away from the jade bed, the calling from his bloodline began to weaken gradually, but the blood flowing in his veins began to boil slowly.
Seven meters!
When he was seven meters away from the jade bed, Yu Haoran could vaguely feel the boiling blood in his body, giving him an impulse to transform into the Ancestral Wizard.
However, considering the size and height of the thatched cottage, he temporarily suppressed the impulse to transform.
Five meters!
When he was five meters away from the jade bed, the boiling blood in his body made Yu Haoran feel as if his body was burning. The impulse to transform into the Ancestral Wizard in his heart became even stronger.
Fortunately, his strong mental state cultivation and tenacious willpower allowed him to forcefully suppress the urge to transform in the end.
However, when he was three meters away from the jade bed, the boiling blood in his body began to really burn. His state of mind and willpower could no longer suppress the impulse to transform in his heart. He could not help but roar in a low voice as he began to restore his physical body of the Ancestral Wizard.
When Yu Haoran began to transform into the Ancestral Wizard, the crystal-clear jade bed suddenly formed a suction force, forcefully sucking him onto the jade bed.
After Yu Haoran recovered his Ancestral Wizard body, which was nearly three thousand meters long, he raised his head and looked at the roof of the cottage. He then lowered his head and looked at the jade bed. His eyes were filled with shock.
Because he didn't know what kind of special ability the jade bed had, no matter how much the height of the Ancestral Wizard increased, the height from the top of his head to the roof never changed, and the area of the space he occupied didn't increase either.
"Sit down with your knees crossed!"
Just as Yu Haoran lowered his head to observe the jade bed, a vigorous voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Who are you?" Ignoring the instructions of the voice in his mind, Yu Haoran quickly made a defensive posture and asked with a solemn expression.
"I am a remnant will in the bone bed beneath your feet!" The voice in his head replied without hiding its origins.
"Bone bed!"
After hearing the reply from the voice in his mind, Yu Haoran instinctively wanted to leap into the air and leave the bone.
However, the bone bed created a strong suction force that made it impossible for him to move his legs, so he was unable to successfully leap into the air.
"My name is Dijiang!"
Facing Yu Haoran who wanted to leave the bone bed, the voice in his mind said his name.
After hearing the name of the voice in his mind, Yu Haoran immediately extinguished the idea of leaving the bone bed and obediently sat down with his knees crossed.
Dijiang was the strongest Ancestral Wizard among the twelve ancient Ancestral Wizards who had successfully opened up his Dantian. The Ancestral Wizard's inherited fist skill that he now mastered came from the memory inheritance of this strongest Ancestral Wizard.
After Yu Haoran sat down with his knees crossed, the voice in his mind couldn't help but exclaim, "I didn't expect that you would not die after entering the Wizard God's space. Moreover, you were transformed into the purest Ancestral Wizard by the Ancestral Tree and obtained the memory inheritance of us twelve siblings."
"Senior, since you are a remnant of Dijiang's Divine Thought, you must know the origin of the bone bed beneath my feet!"
Although he had speculated about the origin of the bone bed beneath his feet, Yu Haoran still wanted to get confirmation from the other party so that he could proceed with the next question.
"This bone bed was created from the bones of Di Jiang," Di Jiang's Remnant Will replied with an indifferent expression.
"Senior, as an ancient supreme existence, who dares to desecrate your bones so boldly? Who has the ability to refine your bones into a bone bed?" After receiving the affirmative reply from Dijiang's remnant thought, Yu Haoran felt endless anger and a trace of doubt in his heart as he asked.
"Everyone below the supreme level is an ant!"
In the face of Yu Haoran's questioning, Dijiang's remnant thought explained without any concealment.
"If it wasn't for my permission, even the Divine Beast Kings of the Primordial Realm wouldn't dare to desecrate my corpse."
"Why?"
It was actually willing to be transformed into a bone bed. Yu Haoran suddenly did not understand why Dijiang did this.
"To wait for you, to wait for the pure-blooded descendant of the Ancestral Witch!" Dijiang's remnant thought immediately replied.
"What is the long wait for?"
As an arcane master at the grandmaster level, Yu Haoran understood the meaning of Dijiang's remnant thought's reply just now, but he did not know the other party's purpose of waiting for him.
"To be able to restore the supreme glory of the ancient Ancestral Witch, and also to break the curse imposed on the Ancestral Witch." Dijiang's remnant thought gradually rose, and his tone became more excited as he roared.
"How can I do this?"
Yu Haoran did not care much about restoring the glory of the Ancestral Witch and breaking the curse. What he really cared about now was what benefits he could obtain from it.
Without immediately answering Yu Haoran's question, Dijiang's remnant thought asked with a trace of contempt in his tone, "Junior, after the transformation of the ancestral tree using the Witchcraft Fruit, do you think you are already the most authentic Ancestral Witch?"
Not caring about Dijiang's remnant thought's contemptuous tone, Yu Haoran asked with a glint in his eyes, "Senior, could it be that junior's Ancestral Witch's physical body still has flaws?"
In fact, the moment his physical body broke through Emperor Wu's level, he vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the Ancestral Witch's physical body. Especially when he used the fist skills inherited from the Ancestral Witch, he often could not use the essence of the inherited fist skills.
"Junior, how can a martial artist perfectly exert the power of the physical body?"
Yu Haoran's unperturbed reaction made Dijiang's remnant thought very satisfied. After putting away his contemptuous tone, he began to point out the flaws in Yu Haoran's physical body.
"The combination of bloodline and bones!"
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