"Descendants, that's the last generation of the Human Ancestor, so …" Lin Qian's words came to an abrupt halt.
In the next instant, Lin Qian's expression turned slightly awkward, "I think I'm the last generation of Grandpa, right?"
"Descendant of the Lin family, grandson of the Human Ancestor. That's right." Wei Zi-liang nodded his head after some thought.
Yang Lianxin's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.
Grandson of the Human Ancestor?
This human in front of him was the goddamned grandson of that monster, and not a descendant of the Human Ancestor many generations later?
Age wasn't a problem. Given how powerful the Human Ancestor was, his descendants would definitely be extremely tough as well. It was normal for him to only have a grandson recently.
Yan Rulie and Yan Yifei were also taken aback by what they saw.
They had only assumed that this young man was a descendant of the Lin family, or perhaps a descendant of the Human Ancestor.
Who would have thought that he was the grandson of the Human Ancestor?
If that was the case, Lin Qian's status would be extraordinary. Once the grandson of the Human Ancestor arrived in the Above Immortal Realm, the favor he would receive would definitely be heaven-defying.
Yan Yifei came to a realization too. He was someone who had met Lin Di before.
In his opinion, this Lin Qian must be Lin Di's son in the Below Immortal Realm.
"Young Master!" Yan Yifei hurriedly yelled and lowered his head, "I'll listen to your instructions on how to deal with this person."
Lin Qian glanced at him calmly and chuckled, "Kill him. I have my ways."
Following Lin Qian's words, Yang Lianxin, who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, was terrified. He was about to give it his all to fight for his life.
However, Wei Zi-liang moved faster than he had imagined. He appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye and pierced through his Dantian with a sword glow.
His soul energy surged and crushed the Eight Pupils Holy Race's Yang Lianxin Dantian. As his soul energy vibrated, it rushed into his opponent's mind and destroyed his soul.
Before dying, Yang Lianxin's four eyes and eight pupils were filled with disbelief as he stared at Wei Zi-liang, "Your strength, how could it be …"
After he muttered those words, he died, leaving behind only a complete body.
Looking at Yang Lianxin's corpse, Wei Zi-liang didn't think much of it. He clapped his hands, looking extremely relaxed.
He could tell that before Yang Lianxin died, Yang Lianxin was very shocked by his own cultivation level, and he was also very proud of himself.
Back then, when he was severely injured, he had come into contact with Lin Qian's potion to recover. In addition, during this period of time, he had been nourished by the potion of the Hua Xia Empire and cultivated with Prime Minister Zhuge Ming. As a result, his strength had improved by leaps and bounds.
If the Wei Shen Wei Zi-liang of the past was one of the peak soul warriors in the Nine Heavens, then he was now a fully deserving overlord.
At this moment, he had surpassed himself and all kinds of powerful enemies in the Realm of the Nine Heavens.
On the side, Yan Yifei's eyebrows also jumped up. He could see how terrifying Wei Zi-liang's current strength was.
If he had to face him, he would be defeated in just one move. The gap was too big!
When Lin Qian took Yang Lianxin's corpse into the Mystic Illusion Planet and handed it over to the Ministry of Heavenly Works and the Medical Department to study, an elder of the Illusion Race stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this matter and the fact that our four races are close to Wei Shen will be spread out. I'm afraid that the Wang Dao Country will …"
His voice was full of worry as he was afraid that there would be a big change over there.
Lin Qian waved his hand to signal the elder not to worry. "I have made arrangements for the Wang Dao Country, so there is no need to worry. The Four-eyed Spirit Race is just a clown. I don't really care about them. "
"Right now, we are stalling for time and making all kinds of arrangements. It will only make the situation of the war smoother. With the least amount of time and losses, we will take down the two great realms of the Wang Dao Country with a thunderous momentum. "
On the side, Yan Yifei was also amazed. Seeing the four races call Lin Qian "Your Majesty", he understood that the other party was not as simple as he looked. He was not a rootless duckweed.
He had also heard about the changes at the Dao of Wang's country.
Now, it seemed that this matter was related to the Young Lord, so it was worth pondering.
With that in mind, Yan Yifei brought Yan Rulie and a group of elders to greet Lin Qian.
"Young Lord, thank you for saving my life." After coming in front of Lin Qian, Yan Yifei also respectfully bowed with gratitude. "From now on, if you have any orders, I will not dare to disobey!"
These words came from the bottom of Yan Yifei's heart. He was someone who had half a foot in the gates of hell and was on the verge of death.
If it wasn't for the medicine Lin Qian gave him, not only would his injuries be completely healed, but his cultivation would also improve, allowing him to break through the bottleneck of many years and enter a new realm.
Saving his life and helping him break through was the same as giving him a second chance at life.
Plus, Lin Qian was the grandson of the Ren Zu, his Young Lord, so he had to listen to the latter's orders.
With Wei Zi-liang as a witness, this matter could not be false.
Moreover, he had seen the portrait of the Ren Zu and Lin Di's real body, so he could see that Lin Qian looked too similar to them; it was as if they were carved from the same mold.
There was no mistaking his identity.
Yan Yifei worriedly asked: "However, will there be any problems with the Young Lord's identity being exposed?"
Lin Qian indicated that it was fine and said: "Don't worry, I have my own methods since I am not hiding."
"Sneaking around and cowering will not accomplish great things."
Yan Yifei nodded his head in understanding. Then, he explained the current situation to the elders of his clan.
After thoroughly understanding the situation, the group of elders was also dumbfounded.
They also knew that the Ren Zu had a relationship with their clan, but they did not expect it to be so deep.
After the conversation, Yan Yifei's side was even more shocked. He learned many things.
It was about the Nether Race, the Four-Eyed Spirit Race, and the special characteristics of the Nether Race.
When they learned the truth, they were all speechless.
Who would have thought that the people of the Nether Race would actually infiltrate the Nine Heavens and hide among them?
Their goal in the Nine Heavens was actually to plunder their talent and nurture their own descendants generation after generation.
From the looks of it, they were like livestock that had been kept in captivity in the Nine Heavens.
After they grew up, they would be plundered by the races of the Nether Race and become nutrients for the younger generation.
Anyone who learned of this would find it hard to accept.
"Young Lord, the Flame Gold Race is willing to join the empire and contribute its strength to strengthen the empire. In the future, we will conquer our lost territories and kill and expel those bandits!" Yan Yifei said resolutely after hearing everything.
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