"Command the world. The ancestral worship ceremony will begin in a month."
With this command, the vast sky covered the Nine Provinces. Tens of thousands of heroes roared, and the sound of drums shook the sky in response to Ye Qinghan's words.
"Please." Ye Qinghan gestured to everyone as they slowly walked towards the Primal Chaos Prefecture. Along the way, they learned about the local customs.
The older generation of the Insane Sect, the Son of Battle, and other outsiders went to the countless galaxies with great reverence. These were all experts among experts. They strolled through the mountains and rivers together, looking at the beautiful Nine Provinces. They were somewhat envious. It was also a beautiful thing to build a paradise in such a small region.
At this time, all the experts in the Nine Provinces left their homes and rushed to the countless galaxies to prepare to worship their ancestors.
Ye Qinghan and the others strolled. Everywhere they went, they would tell them about the war that happened there.
Half a month later, a group of nearly a hundred people entered the Primal Chaos Prefecture. As soon as they entered, the mood of the older generation of the Insane Sect changed.
Nie Tian, Qitian Monkey King, Xie Nianxue, Xia Qiyue, Xia Chentian, Xia Ziluo …
They covered their faces to hide their emotions. They didn't know how much suffering they had suffered here. In order to save the world, they almost didn't have a normal day.
Ye Qinghan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. He didn't even know how many lives he had devoured here. They had merged with him and lost themselves. It was said that his dao heart had been unlocked, but when he came here again, the heavy memories would always entangle his soul like a heart demon.
Ye Qinghan didn't stay here for long. Instead, he entered the countless galaxies.
Yan Yunbei and the others rushed towards the ancestral land as if they were having fun. Their roars filled the sky, and the sound waves shook the mountains and rivers.
Boom!
Everyone destroyed the forbidden land of the past to vent their emotions.
Ye Qinghan looked at everyone with a smile. He told the Son of Battle and the others everything about the forbidden land. This forbidden land had almost crushed the inheritances of the countless galaxies. Their hatred for the forbidden land was almost the same. They wanted to destroy it all the time.
After a long time, the entire forbidden area had sunk. Ye Qinghan smiled bitterly and said, "Alright, alright. Those rotten Great Emperors have already been destroyed. You guys can stop venting your frustrations."
Qitian Monkey King raised his head and roared furiously. He pounded his chest and stepped on the mountain rock. His iron rod pierced through the mountain, and his divine robe was piercingly cold.
Xia Qiyue and Xia Ziluo covered their faces as they stood up. Back then, the entire Grand Xia Dynasty had been massacred by the Forbidden Lands. The entire Xia Clan had been destroyed because of this, and only the two of them were left. Now that they were here again, all the heartache of the past welled up in their hearts.
Sigh …
Ye Qinghan let out a long sigh. His brothers and sisters of the Eccentric Sect had sacrificed too much for the sake of this galaxy. Some of them had almost had their entire family wiped out. This group of people had shouldered too much.
Everyone cried bitterly. Even if they were to die in battle, they wouldn't shed a single tear. But now, they were crying.
The Son of War and the others waited silently. At this moment, they understood the feelings of the Eccentric Sect and the others. They had come together after going through life and death experiences. No wonder Ye Qinghan had never doubted his brothers and sisters.
Ye Qinghan looked at this group of people from the Eccentric Sect and felt quite proud. From when he was a mortal until now, which one of them had not entrusted their lives to him?
Half a day later, everyone calmed down and stepped onto the Central Continent. The leader of the Ancient Massacre Gods had already led the other Massacre Gods to wait for them. They bowed and kowtowed.
It was a pity that Di Longtian was not here, and the Heavenly Sword was not here.
"Senior Di Shang, if you were still here, you would definitely be gratified," Ye Qinghan said with gratification.
At this time, nearly a million experts from the Nine States had gathered. They had all come to worship their ancestors and meet the Eccentric Sect's Divine Ancestors.
"Greetings to the Eccentric Sect's Divine Ancestors!"
They all knelt down and shouted. The thirty thousand experts of the Ancient Massacre Gods uniformly saluted. The sound of drums shook the sky.
Ye Qinghan and the others accepted the salutes and said to the leader of the Ancient Massacre Gods, "This is the first Massacre God of your Ancient Massacre Gods. In terms of seniority, he is even older than me. His name is Yan Yunbei! Why aren't you saluting? "
The Ancient Massacre Gods looked at Yan Yunbei excitedly and all of them knelt down.
"Greetings, Divine Ancestor!"
Yan Yunbei smiled. In terms of seniority, he was much older than Ye Qinghan. It was natural for him to accept the salutes of these juniors. After seeing them salute, he reached out and helped the leader of the Ancient Massacre Gods up. He said indifferently, "We are all family. There is no need to salute like this."
"Thank you, Divine Ancestor!"
The Ancient Massacre Gods all stood up and thanked him.
"Since almost everyone is here, open the barrier of the Ancestral Land and worship the Human Ancestor and the ancestors of the ten thousand races," Ye Qinghan said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Divine Ancestor!" The leader of the Ancient Massacre Gods said respectfully.
"Hua!!"
Millions of people followed Ye Qinghan and the others to the Ancestral Land. The barrier of the Ancestral Land shone with a terrifying aura.
Ye Qinghan waved his hand and opened the barrier. He knelt down on one knee and cupped his fists. "Disciple Ye Qinghan brings all the living beings of the Nine Prefectures to worship the Human Ancestor and the ancestors of the ten thousand races. May the heroic ancestors rest in peace!"
"Disciple Ancient Massacre God Yan Yunbei brings all the Ancient Massacre Gods to worship the heroic ancestors. May the heroic ancestors rest in peace!" Yan Yunbei knelt down beside Ye Qinghan and said in a deep voice.
"Disciple Heaven's Equal Monkey King represents the ten thousand races to worship the heroic ancestors of the ten thousand races. May the heroic ancestors rest in peace!" Heaven's Equal Monkey King represented the ten thousand races and roared in a deep voice. His roar caused the wills of the ancestors to dance.
"Disciple Xia Qiyue and Xia Ziluo of the Great Xia Dynasty come to worship the ancestors of the Great Xia Dynasty. May the heroic ancestors rest in peace! "Xia Ziluo and Xia Qiyue knelt down and said respectfully.
...
All the experts of the Insane Sect had their own identities. At this moment, they didn't represent the Insane Sect but only themselves. They respectfully knelt on the ground and worshipped the ancestors.
The entire ancestral land lit up with light. Dragons rose from the ground and roared in response to the worship of these people.
Countless tombstones shone brightly. The Great Emperor Stele, Sovereign Stele, and Quasi-emperor Stele all awakened. Their auras were terrifying. Even the powerful lower, middle, and upper level experts could feel their terrifying battle intent. It wasn't something ordinary people could compare to.
The Son of War and the others stepped forward.
"The Son of War of the Outer Realm War Race comes to worship the ancestors. Now that the Nine Prefectures are at peace, I hope the ancestors can rest in peace."
"Zhang Yingshi of the Outer Realm Heaven Chant Dojo comes to worship the ancestors. Fellow Daoist, I hope the ancestors can rest in peace!"
"The Martial Sect of the Outer Realm Martial Dao Perfected Monarch Holy Land comes to worship the ancestors. I hope the ancestors can rest in peace!"
...
The experts of the Outer Realm also bowed. There was only awe in their eyes. They didn't look down on the cultivation of the ancestors who died in battle.
The light of the ancestral land became even brighter. The wish of the ancestors seemed to have been completed. There were only cheers and joy.
Ye Qinghan slowly stood up. He waved his hand and took out a jar of wine. He sprinkled the wine in the sky and said respectfully, "This jar of wine first salutes the heavens!"
The white clouds in the sky surged and the blue sky rumbled. The sun and moon appeared at the same time in response to Ye Qinghan.
Immediately after, Ye Qinghan took out a second jar of wine and sprinkled it in the ancestral land. He said respectfully, "This jar of wine salutes the ancestors and the heroes of the Ten Thousand Races."
"The third jar of wine salutes the brothers and sisters who have followed me for many years. Without you, how could I have pacified the Nine Prefectures by myself?" Ye Qinghan turned around and bowed deeply. He drank the entire jar of wine.
Jiang Jingtian and the others quickly helped Ye Qinghan up. Their eyes were filled with gratitude. In fact, over the years, Ye Qinghan had provided them with a lot of resources and reduced their losses. Otherwise, how many people from the Arrogant Sect would have survived until now?
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