Chapter 1123 The Return of the Ancestor
Young Master Shangguan held the ice-cracked white jade wine glass in his fingertips, not caring at all about the trace of wine stains on the rim.
Hearing the words "I must keep the ethereal immortal body intact" slapped loudly by Patriarch Situ, a very faint sneer escaped from his throat.
Then he tilted his wrist slightly, and the amber-colored fairy wine slid down the rim of the cup into his throat.
The sweet aroma of wine spread across his tongue, but it couldn't suppress the almost arrogant certainty in his eyes.
His fingertips unconsciously stroked the lines on the cup wall, his mind as clear as a mirror.
Even if Patriarch Situ had the courage of a bear or a leopard, he would never dare to play tricks in this matter.
The power of the Shangguan family is not something that the Situ family in Zhongzhou can challenge.
As long as Master Shangguan frowns and sends a message back to the family, the entire Situ family will be completely destroyed, without even a chance to survive!
Thinking of the "ethereal immortal body", he lowered his eyes and stared at the swaying wine in the glass, his eyes darkening.
That is an opportunity that can help him reach the top in one step!
As long as he gets the immortal body, the immortal power that has been accumulated in his body for many years will surge like a dam that has been punctured, breaking through the bottleneck!
It won’t be long before he can kick open the threshold to the Divine Emperor realm!
What's more important is that the nourishment of the ethereal immortal body can enhance his innate aptitude. Then the elders of the family will look at him with even greater amazement!
Not to mention entrusting him with an important task, maybe the token of the family heir would be stuffed into his hands on the spot!
He tapped the bottom of the cup with his knuckles, and the porcelain cup made a light sound when it hit the table.
There must be no mistakes in this matter.
The ethereal immortal body is in his pocket, and no one can stop him. Even the slightest accident can completely ruin the path he has been planning for many years!
As the flying warship broke through the clouds and passed over the continuous mountains of Zhongzhou, Patriarch Situ was hunched over, holding the gold-painted wine pot in both hands, with the spout hanging above the mouth of the cup, carefully controlling the flow rate of the wine, for fear of spilling a single drop.
The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed into a ball, and he had a flattering smile on his face, but his gaze drifted out the window from time to time. His mind was full of the scene of returning to the family and presenting his ethereal immortal body to Master Shangguan.
By then, Young Master Shangguan would be very pleased, and might even use the power of the Shangguan family to further elevate the reputation of the Situ family.
By then, he will be the one who truly has the final say in Zhongzhou!
Just imagining this scene, Patriarch Situ couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. His hands trembled slightly as he poured the wine, and the wine almost spilled out of the cup. He was so scared that he quickly steady his wrist and moved closer to Master Shangguan with an apologetic smile.
But as the warship got closer and closer to the Situ family, the smile on Situ Patriarch's face suddenly seemed to be frozen, and it froze on his face little by little.
A chill slowly crawled up from the soles of his feet, along his spine to the back of his neck, making him shiver.
Immediately afterwards, his heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, beating wildly "bang bang bang", making his chest stuffy, his breathing quickened, and even a layer of fine cold sweat seeping out of the tip of his nose.
"Something's wrong...something's so wrong..."
He subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it against his chest. His fingertips could clearly feel the arc of his wildly beating heart. His brows were twisted into a knot, and the joy in his eyes was completely swallowed up by the deep uneasiness.
"Why am I so panicked? It's like there's a knife at my neck, ready to chop me off at any second... What's wrong?"
He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the ominous premonition, but the more he suppressed it, the stronger the palpitations became.
He has lived for so many years and has cultivated to his current level, and his intuition about danger has long been engraved in his bones!
This kind of uneasiness that penetrates deep into his soul will never deceive him. Something big must be about to happen, and it is aimed at the Situ family!
"Why are you so stunned?"
Young Master Shangguan's voice suddenly rang out, a hint of impatience in it. He glanced at Patriarch Situ, his brows furrowed, the disdain in his eyes undisguised. "Your face is as pale as paper. Has your soul flown away?"
Patriarch Situ was so frightened by the question that he shuddered and almost dropped the wine jug.
He quickly calmed himself down, and was about to force a smile, trying to explain that he might be a little tired from the long journey.
But when the words came to my lips, my heart suddenly "skipped", as if struck by a thunderbolt, and all the uneasiness instantly had a source -
"Oh no! It's my family! My Situ family... was wiped out!"
He screamed, his voice changing pitch, his hands tightly gripping the edge of the table, his knuckles turning blue and white from the force, his usual calm aura gone, only extreme panic remaining!
"The clan must be in chaos right now! The clan's elite, the elders... at least 70 to 80 percent of them are dead! The rest... the rest are just old men, women, and children with low cultivation!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head violently, his eyes full of disbelief.
Who doesn’t know that the Situ family is the number one force in Zhongzhou?
Those other forces have to bow and scrape when they see him on a daily basis. Even if they had a hundred guts, they would not dare to go against the Situ family!
So what if they join forces?
He is the best master in Zhongzhou!
If a war really breaks out, the Situ family can inflict heavy damage on those forces even if they lose half of their men. No one will do such a losing deal!
But the palpitation in his heart became more and more obvious, as if telling him: the family is gone, really gone!
Upon hearing this, Master Shangguan's hand holding the wine glass suddenly stopped, and the wine swayed over the rim of the glass and dripped onto his moon-white robe, leaving a dark mark.
But he didn't care at all. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and a biting chill was revealed in his narrow eyes, like two poisoned sharp blades, shooting straight at Patriarch Situ.
Whether the Situ family is destroyed or not has nothing to do with him. Even if the whole family dies, he won't frown.
But the ethereal immortal body is in the Situ family. It is the key for him to break through the realm and obtain the family inheritance rights. It is his life!
There must be no mistakes!
"Where is the ethereal immortal body?"
He slammed his wine glass down on the table. His voice was as cold as if it had been pulled out of an ice cellar, and it carried an unquestionable command: "Take me to her now, immediately, right now!"
Patriarch Situ's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
His granddaughter, who possesses an ethereal immortal body, has reached the level of Hunyuan Divine King and is the backbone of the family!
If an enemy really broke in, she would definitely be the first to rush forward...
Now that the family has become like this, she would have been... long gone!
Seeing that Patriarch Situ remained silent for a long time, Master Shangguan's face darkened completely. The air pressure around him became frighteningly low, and even the air in the cabin seemed to be frozen.
He came all the way here just for the ethereal immortal body, but in the end, this happened?
"Humph!"
He snorted coldly, the violence in his tone almost overflowing: "I want to see who dares to touch the things that my Shangguan Master has set his eyes on!"
His fingers were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, and murderous intent was surging in his eyes!
No one knows better than him how important the ethereal immortal body is to him. Not to mention being destroyed, even if a hair is lost, he will make the other party's entire family be buried with it!
"This old slave...this old slave doesn't know who did it!"
Patriarch Situ suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.
"If he dares to destroy my Situ clan, I will definitely peel off his skin and pull out his tendons, making him suffer eternal damnation!"
Whether it is to report to Master Shangguan or for the sake of his clan members who were wiped out, he must avenge this hatred!
The two men were filled with murderous intent and anxiety. They urged the flying warship to turn into a stream of light and headed straight for the territory of the Situ family.
At this moment, the Situ family's territory seemed eerily quiet.
Those forces that usually lingered on the border were just watching from afar and did not dare to move forward rashly.
But the family was already in chaos.
The tribesmen huddled in their own courtyards, some shivered while holding their children, some squatted in the corner and cried silently, and some stared in a daze at the cracks on the courtyard wall.
Everyone's face was filled with fear, and they seemed afraid to even breathe heavily.
The patriarch died, the elders died, all the elders who could take on responsibilities were gone, and the entire family was like a tree without roots, swaying at the slightest breeze.
Among the remaining people, the strongest one is just a kid who has just broken through to the early stage of God King!
With this level of strength, let alone fighting against foreign enemies, it’s even difficult to guard the family gate!
"Where is the ancestor? Where did the ancestor go?"
A young man of seventeen or eighteen squatted on the ground, hugging his knees, his voice choked with sobs, tears falling to the ground, "Without the ancestors, what would we do if those people broke in..."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
An old man with white hair and beard next to him was leaning on a cane and knocking hard on the ground, but his voice couldn't stop trembling. He tried to straighten his hunched back, as if to give his fellow tribesmen some encouragement.
"The ancestor won't ignore us! He must be in seclusion to break through. When he comes out, those enemies who killed our people will be torn into pieces!"
Having said that, the ancestor has not shown up yet, and the anxiety in the hearts of the tribesmen is growing like a tide.
Some people tried hard to cheer themselves up, some wiped their tears secretly, and some looked up at the defensive formation above the family from time to time, fearing that the enemy would break in at the next second.
The entire Situ family was shrouded in a shadow of despair, and everyone lived in fear of possible destruction at any time.
"Yes! The ancestor is the best master in Zhongzhou. With him around, no one dares to touch us!"
"He must be in seclusion. When he comes out, he will be even stronger, and all the enemies will be dead!"
"Wait a little longer, the ancestor will be back soon, he will definitely save us..."
The tribesmen comforted each other, but the confidence in their voices became weaker and weaker.
Just when they were about to be crushed by fear and couldn't even stand, a dull humming sound suddenly resounded through the world -
"Boom!!!"
A pitch-black flying warship, as if emerging from the void, appeared without warning in the sky above the family territory!
The powerful aura emanating from the warship was like a thick dark cloud, instantly covering the entire Situ family.
The tribesmen were so overwhelmed by this pressure that their knees became weak and they almost fell to their knees. Even breathing became difficult.
You know, outside the Situ family's territory is a defensive formation passed down from ancient times. Even a strong man at the peak of the Divine Emperor realm would have to spend a lot of time to break the formation.
But this warship seemed to have encountered no obstacles and appeared directly inside the territory without even triggering the alarm of the formation!
Countless tribesmen suddenly looked up at the strange warship that exuded terrifying pressure. Their pupils suddenly shrank and the panic on their faces deepened!
Whose warship is this?
Are you here to help them, or to take advantage of their misfortune?
Is he a friend or an enemy?
Everyone was startled by the sudden buzzing sound.
The originally tidy courtyard suddenly exploded!
Someone was holding onto his clothes and shrinking back, his fingertips turning white from the force!
Some people picked up the swords at hand, but they were shaking so much that they couldn't even hold the scabbard!
Some of the pampered female relatives collapsed directly on the ground, their faces as pale as paper, and the "clattering" sound of their teeth mixed with the screams was particularly harsh.
"Enemy attack!!!"
A middle-aged man in a brocade robe roared at the top of his lungs, but his voice was faint. After he finished shouting, he took two steps back and hid behind the rockery with a panicked look in his eyes.
"Everyone, be careful!!!"
Another man who looked like an elder of the tribe waved a cane, but his feet moved involuntarily to the back of the crowd, and he didn't dare to look in the direction where the sound came from.
"Desperately protect the family!!!"
A few young men shouted the loudest, but their bodies shrank inward with the crowd. After shouting, they did not forget to pull their companions around them to hide backwards.
The pride that was usually built up by the tribe's resources was now crushed into pieces by fear, leaving only the instinct to escape.
The entire Situ family was in chaos like a hornet's nest that had been stirred up.
Even the patrolling guards were busy running for their lives when an old yet steady presence suddenly suppressed all the noise! The hatch of the flying warship slowly opened, and a gray-robed figure stepped out, his long silver hair moving without a breeze.
The mysterious patterns embroidered on his cuffs glowed coldly in the light. It was the Situ Patriarch who had disappeared for a long time.
He hung in mid-air, his eyes scanning the area below.
The jade railings that were usually used to show status were knocked askew, and priceless porcelain fragments were scattered all over the ground. The clan members were either pushing each other or squatting on the ground crying, without even a trace of the dignity of the first family in Zhongzhou.
Patriarch Situ's brows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes beneath his silver eyebrows were as gloomy as a cold pond!
How could this be the top family that he had single-handedly built up?
They are clearly a group of frightened birds without backbone!
As soon as the feelings of shame, disappointment, and frustration emerged, they were suppressed by an even stronger anger.
If it weren't for that sudden disaster, how could his family have fallen into such a situation?
"Is that... the ancestor's robe?"
In the crowd, a young man squatting in the corner rubbed his red eyes and spoke in a trembling voice.
"Impossible? Isn't the ancestor in seclusion?"
The woman next to him raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her eyes fixed on the figure in the air, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.
The next second, someone saw clearly that wrinkled yet still majestic face, and exclaimed instantly: "It's the ancestor! It's really the ancestor!!!"
"The ancestor is back! We are saved!!!"
The originally panicked crowd was silent for half a second, and then erupted into a louder noise.












