Chapter 289: Flame Ancestor, Martial Ancestor!

Why is this?

The Xuanji Holy Lord began to ponder in her heart.

Could it be because of the secret technique of reincarnation and renewed cultivation?

But she had already made up her mind to achieve supremacy in this lifetime!

She never understood.

Boom!

The Xuanji Holy Lord swept past the firmament; wherever she passed, she tore the void, and a river of stars appeared.

Ye Chen suddenly asked, "Senior, have you ever heard any news about my master and my junior brother Chen Zhangsheng?"

The Xuanji Holy Lord lightly opened her lips and said, "Yes."

Hearing this, Ye Chen looked toward Ji Fuyao and said, "Senior Sister, Junior Brother Changsheng is indeed in the Imperial Realm region?"

Ji Fuyao chuckled softly, "Actually, I had already guessed that Junior Brother Changsheng was in the Imperial Realm region, but I wasn't certain."

Ye Chen asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Ji Fuyao's eyes flickered as she recalled some things: "Back when I was at the branch of the Heaven-Exterminating Net Palace, I felt a powerful expert protecting me from behind. Sometimes a white-robed great emperor would appear, but I clearly felt he was different from my master. I suspect that was Junior Brother Changsheng!"

Ye Chen was stunned. "How is that possible? Can Junior Brother Changsheng slay a Nine-Star Great Emperor? He looks like just a Profound Venerable Realm cultivator!"

Ji Fuyao chuckled, "That white-robed great emperor is vastly different from my master. When fighting, he is also unlike my master."

Ye Chen asked, confused, "What do you mean?"

Ji Fuyao thought for a moment and said, "That white-robed great emperor's moves are too reasonable?"

Ye Chen frowned, "Reasonable?"

Ji Fuyao's beautiful eyes gleamed as she said, "Think about my master's battles—every move is unreasonable! No one would fight like that! Once he single-handedly held off a great emperor of the Ye clan spanning hundreds of li and fought Duanhunsheng; surely few in the world would fight that way!"

Ye Chen suddenly realized, "Seems so. It's because my master is too invincible, so he can fight however he wants—even toying with the enemy. But that's what invincibility means: his moves need not seek reason."

Ji Fuyao gave a faint smile, "Moreover, that white-robed great emperor is too cautious, too steady. My master would never be so steady."

Women's intuition is extremely keen!

She has often secretly observed her master in daily life!

Whether they are the same person, she can tell right away!

Ye Chen nodded, "That's true."

A hint of excitement appeared on his face: "Once we find Junior Brother Changsheng, we'll beat him up—after all, he's my junior brother!"

Ji Fuyao let out a 'puchi' laugh.

Junior Brother Changsheng is really too cautious!

He once exchanged blows with Fang Yan, Luo Lingkong, and Liu Xuan, defeating them with strange techniques.

Absurd.

The Xuanji Holy Lord heard the discussion between Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen, and she too was somewhat astonished.

What astonished her was not Lu Xuan, but Chen Zhangsheng.

This person Chen Zhangsheng is too strange; throughout the ages, she had never heard this name.

Moreover, his appearance was extremely strange; he suddenly became Lu Xuan's disciple and a disciple of the Grand Dao Sect.

Just then.

Ji Fuyao's eyes were like water as she glanced over the Xuanji Holy Lord's immortal form, and she casually asked Ye Chen, "Junior Brother Ye Chen, do you think our master will take on more disciples?"

Ye Chen gave a dry cough, "Cough—cough—"

He understood the hidden meaning behind Senior Sister's words.

But he dared not ask the Xuanji Holy Lord to her face, "Senior, would you be willing to be my master's disciple?"

Ji Fuyao stopped speaking.

Several days later.

The Xuanji Holy Lord stood above the void, graceful and peerless, hovering above the branch of the Flame Martial Sect, leaving only a flawless back view for Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen.

Boom!

The Xuanji Holy Lord gently placed Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen on the ground, still not turning back, and said lightly, "I'm leaving."

Ye Chen asked, "Senior, are you going to the region above the Imperial Realm?"

The Xuanji Holy Lord lightly nodded, her crystal-like jade hand smoothing her hair, revealing the delicate, blowable skin on her cheek; even just a side view of her jade-like face was breathtakingly beautiful.

In the next instant.

The Xuanji Holy Lord lingered no longer; her figure rose, her jade hand tearing the firmament, she stepped into the void and vanished before Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen like a fading fairy.

Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat dazed.

After spending half a month with the Xuanji Holy Lord, they parted just like that.

The Xuanji Holy Lord spoke little, valuing every word like gold.

Moreover, to this day they have never seen the true face of the Xuanji Holy Lord, Bai Li.

A smile appeared on Ji Fuyao's exquisite face as she said, "Junior Brother Ye Chen, I feel our story with the Xuanji Holy Lord Bai Li is not yet over; in the dark, fate has its own decree. When you were saved by the Xuanji Holy Lord and now meet again, it feels as if an invisible hand is pushing all this—what do you think?"

Ye Chen rubbed his nose and chuckled, "I don't know—if my master were to take the Xuanji Holy Lord as a disciple, should I call her senior or junior sister?"

The two exchanged a glance and both smiled.

After a moment, Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen stopped joking.

The two raised their heads, looking toward the territory of the Flame Martial Sect branch.

Here the peaks towered, one after another rising straight into the clouds; the seals and restrictions on them were already shattered, like shattered stars, some still emitting a dim light; on the ground, countless fissures, extremely deep, had formed canyons.

On the mountain peaks and in the canyons, there were some ruined caves; looking around, one could see huge skeletons; walking with each step, sometimes stepping on white bones, which after a moment turned to powder.

The sky above was a chaotic evolution of broken Dao patterns, flickering and constantly shifting.

Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen kept moving forward.

What came over them was a feeling of the vicissitudes of time.

Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen could imagine the former prosperity of this extraterritorial great power at its peak, yet it still vanished in the long river of time, becoming such a desolate sight.

However, even so, deep within the territory, in the underground world, a faint yet brilliant divine radiance surged forth, intensely blazing.

At this moment.

A clamor came from afar.

Those were some high-star great emperors of other major powers in Nan Huang; they were breaking the seal and prohibition of the Flame Martial Sect, wishing to step into this place.

Only then did Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen make the astonishing discovery that, outside the branch of the Flame Martial Sect, some ancient prohibitions still existed; the Xuanji Holy Lord had directly placed them inside the seal and prohibition.

Ji Fuyao looked at Ye Chen, "Let's go. This time, I will prove the Dao and become emperor!"

Ye Chen said, "Me too."

Soon they found an ancient stone stele; beneath it lay scattered stone fragments, including a broken skull and shattered limbs—this was a broken stone carving.

Ji Fuyao raised her jade hand and shot a divine radiance at the ancient stone stele; its surface instantly became crystal clear.

On it were some ancient characters: "The endless star river, the Flame Ancestor holds command, myriad fires burn the star river. In the realm of the Martial Ancestor, divine might vast and mighty, shaking the heavens and earth. The boundless cosmos, the Flame Ancestor, Martial Ancestor..."

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