Chapter 470: North Star Ancestor

Ye Jinghong's gaze became extraordinarily sharp, as if to pierce the mist of history, clearly announcing the three titles that could shake the heavens:

"They are, respectively... the one who wields the Supreme Heavenly Dao... the Supreme Ancestor!"

"The one who traverses the Zhutian Wanjie, sword pointing to the pinnacle of eternity... the North Star Ancestor!"

"And... the one who controls the fate of birth and death, shrouding the sky... the Zhetian Ancestor!"

Each title rang out like a thunderclap exploding in Ye Wuque's heart!

Supreme Ancestor! North Star Ancestor! Zhetian Ancestor!

Three Great Ancestors! Three Ye Soaring Across the Sky!

Ye Wuque's breath caught for a moment.

He finally understood why, upon seeing the youthful Ye Beichen today, the Clan Leader acted so out of control!

Why Ye Beichen exuded that strange aura, rooted in the Ye Clan yet transcendent beyond it!

Why he gave him a sense of unfathomable depth, as if he had endured ten thousand ages!

"North Star Ancestor... Ye Beichen... so that's why!"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with brilliance; all previous doubts and conjectures suddenly clicked into place!

The mysterious, powerful young Heavenly Pride who walked side by side with him on the Ultimate Main Road was, in fact, one of the three great ancestors in Ye Clan legend, equal to the Supreme Ancestor!

The astonishing nature of this identity was simply beyond imagination!

"Exactly!" Ye Jinghong nodded heavily, his face still tinged with excitement, "The youth who suddenly appeared among the Ye Clan today, the one you know... is indeed one of our three great ancestors... the North Star Ancestor! And the Ye Shizu we usually speak of is also one of the three great ancestors, the one who wields the Supreme Heavenly Dao... the Supreme Ancestor!"

Ye Wuque drew a deep breath, striving to digest this earth‑shattering news.

Ye Beichen... North Star Ancestor... a being on the same level as the Supreme Ancestor!

Doesn't that mean that at Ye Beichen's zenith, he was also a supreme being beyond the Space‑Time River, able to decide the birth and death of the heavens with a single thought, overlooking the succession of epochs?

And he returned to the world in a youthful form, treating him as a brother, fighting side by side... the fate and wonder of this filled Ye Wuque's heart with turbulent excitement, hard to calm.

At the same time, he felt an intense yearning and curiosity for the glorious era of the Three Ye Soaring Across the Sky.

With all three great ancestors present, the Ye Clan's might shakes the heavens—what a magnificent, invincible aura that is!

Ye Jinghong watched Ye Wuque's shocked yet yearning expression; his excitement softened, giving way to a deep regret and sorrow. He sighed, his voice lowering:

"Only... the heavens are unpredictable, brilliance cannot endure forever. Later, the Era War that swept the Zhutian Wanjie, burying countless brilliant civilizations, erupted; the legendary No Return Path suffered a horrific anomaly, and the Inauspicious Clan that had lain dormant in the shadows of eternity emerged en masse, wreaking chaos across the universe..."

His tone grew exceedingly solemn, as if he had returned to those dark, blood‑soaked years:

"In that ultimate battle that spanned Eternal Time and Space, a carnage beyond words, our Ye Clan, as the backbone of the Nine Heavens Ten Earths, bore the brunt and paid an unimaginable heavy price! Countless brilliant ancestors, elders, and Heavenly Prides shed blood across the starry sky, their souls broken in the Border Wasteland, buried along the No Return Path... our clan's cutting‑edge forces were almost halved!"

Ye Jinghong's voice trembled slightly: "What pains our clan most deeply is... our Sky‑Pillar, two of the three great ancestors—the North Star Ancestor and the Zhetian Ancestor—disappeared after the fiercest moment of that ultimate battle... their fate unknown! Within the clan, the remaining records are vague, only noting that they entered the most dangerous region to cut off the rear or carry out a top‑secret mission, and then fell silent... for countless years, we descendants have believed the two ancestors had utterly perished, their souls returning to Tiandao..."

Complex light flickered in his eyes—sorrow, regret, but now mostly an uncontrollable excitement and euphoria: "Who would have thought! Truly unexpected! After endless ages, the North Star Ancestor... has returned! Though we don't know why his cultivation level has fallen so low, his primordial life essence and destiny are unmistakable! For our Ye Clan, this is a monumental piece of good news—a thunderous omen of the clan's fortunes reviving!"

Ye Wuque listened to this Chenfeng tale of tragic grandeur, his heart filled with countless emotions.

He could imagine the war's ferocity, feel the immense sacrifice of Ye ancestors defending their home, and better understand the Clan Leader's near‑uncontrollable excitement upon seeing the North Star Ancestor return.

The return of an ancestor means far more than a strong warrior's comeback; it symbolizes the possibility of reclaiming the Ye Clan's lost history and glory!

"Clan Leader," Ye Wuque suppressed his emotions and asked a crucial question, "Now that the North Star Ancestor has returned, is there any news about the other, the Zhetian Ancestor...?"

Ye Jinghong heard this, fell silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. A complex expression of melancholy and hope crossed his face as he sighed, "Alas... the Zhetian Ancestor... to this day remains... completely silent. Neither our clan's costly deductions nor the Supreme Ancestor's sensing have located any trace or life imprint. He seems to have been utterly dissolved in the smoke and Time‑Space Turbulence of that great battle..."

The atmosphere in the hall grew slightly heavy.

But soon, Ye Jinghong rallied, slamming his hand onto the dragon desk. Brilliant light erupted in his eyes, and his voice rose again: "However! Now that the North Star Ancestor has returned, together with the Supreme Ancestor who has long been seated deep within the Space‑Time River! Most importantly—"

His gaze burned into Ye Wuque, brimming with limitless expectation and confidence: "And you, Wuque! You, a once‑in‑a‑millennium, epoch‑shaking, unparalleled demonic prodigy! Your existence, your potential, your future are the Ye Clan's unprecedented greatest variable and hope!"

"Hahaha!" Ye Jinghong couldn't help bursting into laughter, his mirth bright and unrestrained, full of boundless optimism for the future, "One of the three great ancestors has returned, the Supreme Ancestor sits at the core, and you, Wuque, a once‑in‑a‑millennium genius, have emerged! Our Ye Clan... how could we not restore its former glory? Even... surpass the pinnacle era of the Three Ye Soaring Across the Sky, forging an even more brilliant, more radiant Supreme New Era! I, Ye Jinghong, am fortunate to be born in this age, to witness all this with my own eyes; even if I die... I will have no regrets!"

Ye Wuque was also moved by the Clan Leader's passionate words, his blood boiling in his chest.

The Ye Clan's glorious history filled him with pride, the ancestors' sacrifices earned his respect, and the Clan Leader's and the clan's expectations placed upon him gave him a heavy sense of responsibility and mission.

He nodded forcefully, his voice firm: "Clan Leader, rest assured, Wuque will spare no effort, not letting down the Ye Clan, not letting down the ancestors, not letting down himself!"