First Ancestral Ground
To be flawless meant Dao was complete, and it was easy to learn the various Rules. It was hard to achieve that in the outside world as Dao was fragmented after humanity’s war with the devils.
Xuan Lan stole glances at the divine herb for she felt the latter was familiar, but she couldn’t put her finger on the reason. Holding the divine herb’s hand, Yang Tian entered with her after the other adepts.
Dao manifested. Dao voices belonging to the nine Dao Deities reverberated. Golden text manifested. His deities in his pores recited the dao scripture. His body cracked. The flawless dao purified his body. His body boomed and transformed. He learnt Dao – how lucky. The divine herb stayed by his side and monitored the other adepts.
Murong Feng casually walked over to Yang Tian, who was sitting in the sky, to kill the latter. Everyone frowned since Murong Feng’s goal was obvious.
Xuan Lan: “Murong Feng, what are you doing?”
Murong Feng stopped and looked back with a grin. “Senior Sister Lan, he stole our clansmen’s place.”
“Indeed. He’s a wretched human. And he took two places!” said someone on fire.
The adepts nodded in unison after glancing over to Yang Tian. They were jealous Yang Tian was gifted with an opportunity right away.
Random adept: “I suggest we kill the two of them. This is our place. Outsiders shouldn’t be allowed to desecrate it. When First Elder asks what happened, we can tell him they died inside.”
The divine herb tightly gripped the dao talisman in her hand to prepare for an escape.
Xuan Lan: “I’m against this. It’s clear they’re not average people if they’re allowed in here. If they die in here, our entire valley will have to shoulder serious consequences.”
Murong Feng fearlessly responded, “This place has always been bizarre, and it’s not as if it’s the first time someone died in here! If they die here, it’s because their skills were poor!”
Murong Feng aimed a palm strike. Xuan Lan sped over to Yang Tian. The countless black and white suns Murong Feng blasted couldn’t shake the barrier she erected. Murong Feng smiled sarcastically and aimed his next strike at the divine herb. Gusts of wind blew. The air crackled. The divine herb panicked. Blue light shone from the talisman in her hand. The jewel intercepted the gusts.
“Die!” Murong Feng kicked the air, creating an earthquake and boosting the wind’s output. The divine herb slid back and bled from her mouth.
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