As soon as these words were spoken, someone next to them immediately shouted: "Impertinent, call him Uncle Han!"
The two geniuses immediately showed a respectful expression in their eyes, and then excitedly said together: "Greetings, Uncle Han!!"
An elder laughed and said: "Why is it like this?"
Tang Jin responded: "Who doesn’t know that Uncle Han is the pride of our clan, standing tall in the world, not appearing for ten thousand years!"
Tang Cheng followed up: "We are not convinced by anyone else, but we are completely convinced by Uncle Han. We younger generations have always been striving toward the goal of Uncle Han!"
Song Yan: ...
It seems that the Formless Ancient Race has been building up his reputation.
He interrupted the topic and asked: "Why are you arguing?"
Tang Jin hesitated for a moment and said: "I partnered with him to explore opportunities, then found a treasure, which I obtained by defeating an enemy, but he insists on dividing it equally."
Tang Cheng angrily said: "We explored together, so naturally I have a share."
An old man curiously asked: "What kind of treasure could make you argue so fiercely? Aren’t you afraid of outsiders laughing at you! Take it out and let everyone have a look."
Tang Jin hesitated.
But immediately his father angrily scolded: "Rebellious child! Everyone here is your elder. How could they possibly covet your treasure?"
Only then did Tang Jin wipe his storage bag and took out a small bead that looked like a luminous pearl.
The bead was only the size of a soybean, emitting a gentle luster.
Tang Jin said: "The clan has always rumored that the kick by Elder Han that slew Ye Suiyun was derived from the ancient technique ’Three Steps to Heaven.’
However, that ancient technique has long been proven impossible to practice.
But I refused to accept it!
I believe that what Uncle Han can do, I can also achieve because I have always set Uncle Han as my goal!
However, as I practice and struggle to comprehend this technique, I truly grasped not a single point, but... after wearing this bead, I... I spent only a year to comprehend ’Profound Mountain Triple,’ and am now comprehending ’Chenggen Mountain Technique’..."
As soon as these words fell, many clan members stood up abruptly, their faces full of shock.
"What? Comprehended ’Profound Mountain Triple’ in a year? How is that possible?"
Another person said: "Try to show us."
Tang Jin nodded and immediately leapt to an open space, gathered his left and right arms, accumulated Profound Qi, gradually forming a mountain. After three folds, his surrounding Profound Qi became extremely powerful.
Song Yan squinted his eyes.
At that moment, a faint voice came from above.
"Let me see."
The divine maiden in green stood on emptiness, merging with the wind, indescribably noble and aloof.
Song Yan led the crowd to stand up and respectfully saluted: "Ningxin Ancestor!"
Everyone followed her with a salute.
Tang Jin hurriedly lifted his palm and said: "Ancestor, please take it."
A gentle wind rolled in, sweeping the bead upward, landing on her delicate and soft hand, rolling in the snow-white palm.
Ningxin Ancestor carefully looked at the bead, feeling the aura it emitted, and then returned it, asking: "Where did you obtain it?"
Tang Jin respectfully: "Lu Kingdom, Ziw Village, an ancient tomb..."
Ningxin Ancestor suddenly turned her gaze, focusing static on the direction of Song Yan in the garden, transmitting her thoughts: "This bead has extraordinary effects, holding it can greatly improve comprehension.
’Profound Mountain Triple’ requires even geniuses six or seventy years to successfully cultivate, yet Tang Jin accomplished it in a year; the root of everything is this bead’s luster.
At the same time, I suspect this bead is related to the strength of the Dragon Tomb Ancient Race, having considerable involvement at least."
Song Yan transmitted his thoughts: "If every member of my Formless Ancient Race could obtain this bead, why worry about not becoming strong?"
Ningxin Ancestor transmitted her thoughts: "Let this matter be presided over by you, is that okay?"
Song Yan nodded.
Ningxin Ancestor raised her voice and said: "Tang Jin, Tang Cheng, after the gathering, stay and explain clearly to Tang Han. This matter... will be handled by Tang Han, and everyone in the clan is required to cooperate."
With that, she swung her hand and tossed the bead back to Tang Jin.
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Temple.
Incense smoke curling, mist filling the sky.
The face of the ancient divine statue diffused and blurred.
A charming female cultivator in a silver-white sword robe with a white gauze hat on her head came before the ancient divine statue, took the incense, and bowed seriously.
An Li always believed that Song Yan’s safe return was partly connected to her prayers, so she always thought of repaying the wish.
Over the years, she has also returned several times.
Today, she has stabilized her Early Stage of Purple Mansion realm, so she specially came here to pay homage again to this ancient divine known as "Celestial Venerable."
Three sticks of incense continuously emitted fragrance, and next to them, the Divine Attendant praised "There must be blessings," while the endless stream of people in the distance remained bustling, each whispering their prayers.
The majestic divine stall, unable to be embraced even by dozens.
The Celestial Venerable statue gilded with gold, standing majestically, encircled by thunder light, gazing compassionately, shining upon all living beings, one hand holding a sword, the other grasping a banner. The sword’s obscure patterns entwined, the banner sparkled with purple brilliance, and at its feet were wisps of pitch-black whirlwind.
The whirlwind was especially finely carved, yet its meaning was unclear; some said it was the form of wind, others said it was the mysterious pattern unique to the power of Celestial Venerable above the wind.
An Li finished worshipping the Celestial Venerable, inserted the incense into the Furnace, glanced at it, and for some reason, from her angle, she felt the patterns on the whirlwind seemed somewhat like... one black little insect after another.