188: First visit to the ancestral temple

The starry sky suddenly fell silent, leaving only an aged voice echoing.

Donggong Li: ... Lin Yan: ... The corners of both their mouths twitched slightly at the same time.

Noticing no response from this side, the old man on the other end seemed even more agitated.

"Hello?!"

"You little brat! Speak!"

"Are you with that little, little brat?!"

"I'm telling you! Don't run! And don't hide!"

"Speak! Hurry up and speak!"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Donggong Li's eyes as he considered how to respond.

Another burst of dense, noisy voices came through.

Multiple aged voices chimed in one after another.

"Lad Li!"

"Speak!"

"Do you already know something about the situation?"

"Don't panic, your Grandpa Yi is here; that old geezer won't dare do anything to you."

"Exactly!"

"Lad Li, don't be afraid."

"It's a good thing, a tremendously good thing."

"Your Grandpa Lin, Grandpa Che, and Grandpa Qiu are all here."

Two cold snorts.

"It's all grandpas; are there no grandmas here?"

"Lad Li, speak freely."

"Your Grandma Qiu and Grandma Gongsun are also here."

Listening to these voices, Lin Yan had a strange expression.

Just how many grandpas and grandmas did this cheap master of his have?

Sensing his gaze, a hint of awkwardness flashed across Donggong Li's face.

He took a light breath and interrupted the continuous "output" from the other side.

"Yes."

"Lin Yan is with me."

"I also just found out about his situation in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield and am preparing to take him back to the Xuanqing Branch for evaluation."

His voice fell.

It seemed to be the calm before the storm.

The entire starry sky went quiet again.

Then.

A jumble of excited voices erupted like a flood.

"I knew it!"

"You little brat!"

"Tell us quickly, what exactly did that little, little brat do in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

"What's there to say? Come to the Ancestral Court immediately! Speak in person!"

"Right!"

"Little brat, bring the little, little brat to the Ancestral Court immediately!"

Donggong Li glanced at Lin Yan, who was blinking at him with clear and innocent eyes.

He hesitated again.

"Old Mo, are you sure you won't punish him?"

Instantly.

A torrent of scolding came from the other side, "Punish? Punish my foot! Get your ass over here!"

Hearing this, the worry in Donggong Li's heart vanished instantly.

"Alright!"

"We'll be right there!"

The speed of his face-changing made the nearby Lin Yan click his tongue in secret.

What's the situation?

Before he could react, he felt the sensation of weightlessness suddenly multiply, and the surrounding starry sky scenery turned into afterimages... The Three Thousand Realms of the Starry Sky, the core territory of the Human Race.

A magnificent and incomparably grand palace complex stood proudly amidst the starry sky.

This palace complex was massive in scale, with pavilions and towers scattered in an orderly fashion, and carved beams and painted rafters of exquisite beauty, displaying endless luxury and majesty.

Every palace towered into the clouds, as if trying to break through the firmament and reach the end of the Universe.

They were shrouded in a layer of invisible power, making the surrounding astral winds dare not approach even an inch, forced to obediently detour around them.

Above this palace complex, various strange energies intertwined, forming a scene of Chaos.

These energies sometimes churned like clouds and mist, and sometimes flashed across the sky like lightning, giving off a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

Shua—!

Two figures appeared at the teleportation array on the floating land in the center of the palace complex.

The guards standing solemnly around them immediately looked over, their eyes filled with seriousness.

They were about to step forward, but when they clearly saw the face of one of the figures in white, their steps halted, and their expressions instantly softened.

"His Excellency Donggong."

Then, they all shifted their gaze to the Youth in Black beside him, about to say something.

Donggong Li spoke first.

"Old Mo and the others want to see this kid."

The guards stopped completely and immediately brought out a gorgeously styled open-air Warship.

"Please!"

Lin Yan followed Donggong Li onto it, scanning the magnificent palace complex around him with a face full of curiosity.

Is this the Human Race's Ancestral Court... Buildings standing in the starry sky, what a great power this is.

Donggong Li glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Entering the Ancestral Court at the Venerable Rank and meeting the Old Ancestors—in the entire Human Race, only this kid has such treatment.

He remembered when he was slaughtering everyone on the Venerable Rank battlefield, he only got to see Old Mo at the Martial Arts Company headquarters.

Under the guard's control, the Warship sped past palace after palace, soon arriving before the obviously largest palace in the deepest part.

"Please!"

The guard gestured politely.

Donggong Li nodded slightly and led Lin Yan up the layered steps toward the palace gate, which was slowly opening as if aware of their arrival.

As they stepped into the hall, intense light flooded in, brightening the entire space.

Lin Yan subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look around, but before he could act, he heard the eager and familiar voice of an old man impatiently ringing out.

"You little brat! Don't give me that!"

"Tell us quickly! What exactly happened?"

On both sides of the hall sat seven figures with aged faces but spirited dispositions.

The person who had just spoken was a thin old man with graying hair.

At this moment, they were all staring at Lin Yan with piercing eyes, which held both majesty and a hint of concern.

Donggong Li, who was about to lead Lin Yan in a salute, shrugged.

Since they were all looking at him, what else was there for him to say?

"You tell them."

Receiving his meaning, Lin Yan did not hesitate and spoke immediately.

"In the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield..."

A long time passed.

The hall was silent.

The seven old people looked at each other in silence, all seeing the same look of shock in each other's eyes.

First of all!

It really was because of this little guy!

And then!

Massacring the cities of two races! Crippling three races!

It was even more exaggerated than they had imagined!

No wonder the Luck would surge so much, and the Demon and Monster races would suddenly become so frenzied.

They didn't speak, and Lin Yan was happy to be idle.

He glanced at the calmly standing Donggong Li from the corner of his eye, and with a thought, a white light flashed in his pupils as he looked toward the seven old people.

Hmm?

The seven raised their eyebrows, all looking with half-smiles at the Youth in Black in the hall, who immediately lowered his head to count ants.

They actually managed to detect my Dual Pupils probe.

Lin Yan's eyes were filled with surprise as he kept his head down.

He knew very well that when he looked at Donggong Li, the man himself couldn't detect it at all.

As for these seven, they couldn't see through it either, but they detected it.

Are these the big shots of the Ancestral Court?

"Little guy, you are only eighteen years old, right?"

A gentle voice came.

Knowing she was asking him, Lin Yan looked up at the old woman who spoke.

"Yes."

"I'll be nineteen in another month."

The old woman nodded slightly, her face full of kindness.

The thin old man's expression changed slightly, instantly knowing what she was going to say next.

"No way!"

He jumped up directly.

"Qiu Man!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"This is a Prodigy of my Martial Arts Company!"

"The little brat is already his guide!"