Chapter 725: Sage's Bloodline (4000-character two-chapter merge)

(PS: The previous chapter has already been expanded to 4000 characters)

Ding Xuan stared at Lin Xing and said in a deep voice, "Let's go. Come with me to meet this Nangong clan......"

To make absolutely sure, so that he could bring his wife and son out.

Inviting Lin Xing, a Moon Wheel realm cultivator, to accompany him to the Nangong clan's base was undoubtedly the safer choice!

At this point, Lin Xing already knew the story behind his own Prefecture Lord's circumstances, so he showed no surprise at all.

He lowered his head, cupped his fists in salute, and said: "As you command!"

Ding Xuan nodded, no longer hesitating, and immediately leapt up, vanishing into the sky!

Seeing this, Lin Xing hurriedly chose to follow!

Above the clouds, the two of them, one ahead and one behind, headed toward the Nangong clan's base!

Not long after.

Tiandou Prefecture, Changfeng Mountain.

This place had a majestic mountain range, towering and imposing, rich in spiritual energy, and was a famous great mountain within Tiandou Prefecture!

It was also the base of the Moon Wheel–grade clan, the "Nangong family"!

At this moment, inside a stone chamber.

A middle-aged man in a grey robe with dishevelled hair sat cross-legged upon a cattail hassock.

The energy around his body surged, transforming into a faint golden halo that enveloped his entire form!

If outsiders were to witness this scene, they would surely be greatly shocked!

For this person was none other than "Nangong Zhantian," who had vanished for over two thousand years and been presumed long dead by countless cultivators!

Two thousand years ago, he had already been a powerhouse at the sixth layer of the Moon Wheel realm.

Now, with the passage of time, the aura upon him had grown even more terrifying, his cultivation base unfathomably deep!

And all around him stood over a dozen of the clan's senior members.

Now, their faces tense, they gazed fixedly at the figure of their own ancestor, not daring to speak a single word.

Until Nangong Zhantian stopped cultivating and slowly opened his eyes.

Only then did the Nangong clan head, "Nangong Feiyu," step forward from among the crowd and say respectfully, "Congratulations, Ancestor, on the great completion of your divine art!"

The moment his words fell, the surrounding people immediately echoed in succession:

"Congratulations, Ancestor, on the great completion of your divine art!"

"Congratulations, Ancestor, on the great completion of your divine art!"

"Congratulations, Ancestor, on the great completion of your divine art!"

The voices echoed continuously within the stone chamber.

Nangong Zhantian looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "I never imagined that, after two thousand years, my Nangong family would have fallen to such a state. Looking across the entire clan, there isn't even a single Moon Wheel realm cultivator......."

Hearing this, everyone present lowered their heads, a wave of shame rising in their hearts.

From an original Moon Wheel–grade clan, they had sunk to a mere Star Wheel–grade clan today.

To say that these senior members of the clan did not feel stifled would certainly be impossible.

They too wished to break through to the Moon Wheel realm.