Chapter 13630 Yu Family Ancestral Land

In the center of the ancestral land, there stood a magnificent building, which was the ancestral hall of the Yu family's ancestors. The walls of the ancestral hall were engraved with the great achievements of the Yu family's ancestors. There was an avatar of the Yu family's ancestor here, a powerful avatar with a strength above the Baoyuan realm, exuding a mysterious and majestic aura.

There was also a strong man from the Yu family guarding the ancestral land. This strong man had an upright figure, eyes as sharp as an eagle, and a strong aura of the peak Bao Yuan realm. He was usually responsible for protecting the peace of the ancestral land. When he noticed Yu Zhengqi's arrival, he immediately came to greet him.

In addition, there are some slaves who are dressed simply and have respectful expressions. They are busy doing their duties. Some are cleaning the courtyard, some are repairing the house, and they are silently contributing to the daily operation of the ancestral land.

Apart from this, there is no one else in the ancestral land.

But here, there is a kind of tranquility and majesty that makes people feel at ease. At least in the entire Zhaixing Tower City, no one dares to come here to make trouble. Yu Zhengqi stood at the entrance of the ancestral land, ragged clothes, bloodstained, he stared at the Saint Envoy Zhuxue who was chasing him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of determination and expectation in that smile.

He fought for a long time with Zhuxue, who had completely lost his mind. Zhuxue held the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand, and the sword was flashing with strange magic light. Every time he swung it, it brought the power to destroy the world.

In this fierce battle, Zhuxue was obviously stronger than Yu Zhengqi. Yu Zhengqi had several wounds on his body, and blood was constantly flowing from the wounds. That was why he led Zhuxue here, trying to use the power of his ancestors to kill this terrible enemy.

Sure enough, the moment Zhuxue stepped into the ancestral land, the spiritual energy in the ancestral land began to fluctuate violently. A golden light shot up from the ancestral hall, and a golden human figure gradually condensed in the light.

The golden figure radiated a dazzling light, like the sun. Then, the light slowly faded, and the golden figure gradually turned into a real person, with a stern face and endless majesty in his eyes.

This man looked at Zhuxue indifferently, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant. Then, he waved his hand casually, and a stream of majestic energy gushed out from his palm. The majestic energy was like a surging torrent, carrying endless power and righteousness, sweeping towards Zhuxue.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the entire ancestral land trembled. Zhuxue felt the threat of this powerful force and slashed with his sword with all his strength. The sword light of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword collided with the aura of righteousness, emitting a dazzling light and a harsh sound.

But in the end, Zhuxue still failed to block this powerful attack. After the palm power dissipated, Saint Envoy Zhuxue had turned into a pool of dirty blood, scattered on the ground of the ancestral land.

The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword flew away under the impact of the powerful force. It was like a black lightning, and instantly disappeared from Yu Zhengqi's sight. Yu Zhengqi looked at the flying Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to chase after them, but he was seriously injured and his spiritual power was exhausted. He didn't dare to leave this place rashly. Once he left, who knew if there was someone waiting in the dark. So, he could only watch the treasure that everyone was fighting for fly away, feeling helpless and lost.

On the other hand, Yu Zhengqi stood in the ancestral land, looking at the Saint Envoy Zhuxue who had turned into filthy blood and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword that disappeared from his sight, his heart was full of fear. His hands trembled slightly, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

After all, the Saint Envoy Zhuxue had his spiritual consciousness destroyed when he took that thing, and he became a madman who only knew how to fight, unable to distinguish between friend and foe.

Recalling Zhuxue's crazy look, Yu Zhengqi felt a chill in his heart. He knew very well how strange and terrifying the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword was, and he would never dare to touch it easily. Even though it contained endless power, in his eyes, it was a fatal temptation.

"Ancestor!" Yu Zhengqi's legs softened, and he knelt down in front of the human figure with a plop. His body trembled slightly, and he put his hands on the ground with his forehead touching the ground. His pious posture was filled with deep fear. His voice trembled a little, as if he was begging for forgiveness and protection from the ancestor.

The figure exuded a faint golden light, with a stern face and endless majesty in his eyes. It was the incarnation of the former ancestor of the Yu family, Yu Hua. The ancestor stood there quietly, like an unshakable towering mountain, overlooking Yu Zhengqi who was kneeling on the ground.

The old ancestor glanced at Yu Zhengqi indifferently, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he slowly shook his head and said: "You really disappoint me extremely!" The voice was low and powerful, as if it came from ancient times, with an unquestionable majesty, echoing in the air of the ancestral land.

Yu Haoran was standing aside, and when he heard the old ancestor's words, his face turned pale. His lips trembled slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly pretended to be calm.

He took a step forward helplessly, forced a bitter smile on his face, and said: "What the ancestor said is correct, but the reason why it turned out like this this time is ultimately because that idiot Saint Envoy Zhuxue took the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, otherwise, it wouldn't have been like this!"

As he spoke, he spread his hands slightly, with an innocent look on his face, as if he wanted to put all the blame on the Saint Envoy Zhuxue.

"Fool!" Upon hearing this, the old ancestor's eyes widened and he shouted angrily. His voice was like a huge bell, shaking the air around him, "You still don't understand where you are wrong! You plan to use those three young men as a furnace to enhance the strength of the three upright sons. This idea is not wrong. After all, my Yu family has developed to this day with this method of seizing the foundation."

The old ancestor paused slightly, staring at Yu Zhengqi and Yu Haoran with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see through their souls.

"The problem is that you are too impatient! You are so anxious even though Ling Xiao is not dead yet. And it happened just after Zhuxue took the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, which directly led to Ling Xiao being able to ask the Demon Tower and outside experts for help! If it was just Ling Xiao alone, what would he be afraid of?"

The old ancestor's tone was full of disappointment, his fingers trembled slightly, and he seemed to be extremely angry at Zhengqi's behavior.

The old ancestor sighed, and that sigh was full of helplessness and sorrow, and continued: "I once left behind a message that no matter how powerful Zhengqitang is, you should not offend multiple enemies at the same time. Have you forgotten about it?" His eyes revealed a trace of fatigue, as if he was lamenting the passing of time and the incompetence of the younger generation.

"I know I was wrong!" Yu Zhengqi lowered his head, his voice low and hoarse. His shoulders trembled slightly, his face full of regret and self-blame. (End of this chapter)