There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 179 Found you
"not good!"

The black fog surged in like a tide!

In an instant, it would engulf Ling Juefeng and Yan Ruoshuang!

"break!"

Ling Juefeng drew his sword, and the sword energy tore through the black mist, but it was as if it had slashed into the void. The mist rolled and then quickly closed up, subtly suppressing and isolating his sword intent!
Yan Ruoshuang's jade hands flew, and ice crystals roared out, freezing a large area of ​​mist. However, they were immediately eroded by the surging black mist. Her face turned pale, and she felt that her magic power and divine sense were being weakened and stripped away by this strange black mist, and her connection with the outside world was being severed at an alarming rate!
The two were trapped in a quagmire, and despite their Golden Core cultivation and extraordinary skills, they were unable to break free for a time!

"This mist contains a strange force field that specifically counters supernatural powers and magical abilities!" Ling Juefeng shouted in a deep voice, "Junior Sister, Fellow Daoist Chen, you all must be careful and try to stay close to me..."

Yan Ruoshuang's face was covered in frost as she exerted all her strength to resist, but she still felt her body being pulled by a huge force, about to be completely separated from Chen Qing and the others!

Right now!

"Shoot-"

Chen Qing formed a claw with one hand and grabbed forward. Wherever he passed, the black mist retreated and dissipated as if it had encountered its nemesis, revealing a clear path that led directly to Ling Juefeng and Yan Ruoshuang!

Liu Shuang'er followed closely behind with a look of surprise. After she regained her footing, she tidied her slightly disheveled hair, glanced at Yan Ruoshuang, and smiled slightly: "Senior Sister Yan, did you almost fall into a trap just now? This ruin is strange, unlike the cases handled by the Demon-Slaying Guard. You can't just force your way in with your cultivation level alone."

Yan Ruoshuang's breathing quickened slightly, and she snorted coldly, but she didn't look at her. Instead, she said to Chen Qing, "Thank you for your help, Alliance Leader Chen."

Ling Juefeng sheathed his sword and stood up, thanking Chen Qing. Then he said, "Fellow Daoist Chen is indeed a man of great skill! This formation is strange and unpredictable. It seems to be able to disrupt spiritual energy, isolate divine thoughts, and specifically trap cultivators' supernatural abilities. Yet you treat it as if it doesn't exist, coming and going freely. I wonder how you managed to see through its mysteries?"

He considered himself to have a clear sword mind and an extremely keen sense of qi, but suddenly he failed to notice the black mist and almost fell into it.

"I have some understanding of the art of formations," Chen Qing said, his mind slightly focused, feeling the strange door in his heart resonating faintly with the formation here. Countless formation veins and nodes of qi flow appeared in his mind like a star map.

Any insights or experiences?

Upon hearing this, the three had different expressions, but in their hearts they all believed that this person had probably already grasped most of the great formation here.

Just then, another unexpected event occurred!
Four streaks of light pierced through the black mist, flying in from different directions and hovering in front of the four people.

One is a broken ancient sword, covered in rust yet faintly echoing with the roar of a dragon; another is a half-jade disc, its runes obscure yet imbued with a unique Daoist charm; one is a small bronze cauldron, three-legged and round-bellied, exhaling smoke and mist; and the other is a worn-out bronze mirror, its surface blurred, reflecting distorted and bizarre human figures.

All four artifacts exude an aura of vicissitude, with a subtle, unsettling demonic intent mixed within them.

Next breath...

"Those destined to receive my teachings will attain the true essence of Taiyi..."

"Though the ancient path is obscure, the true law is immortal; I grant you eternal life..."

"The spirit of the artifact chooses its master; destiny is before us, so let us not miss this opportunity..."

"The path to immortality is elusive, only destiny can guide one across..."

The ethereal, hollow voices emanated from the four ancient artifacts, echoing in the minds of the four individuals. Combined with the disturbing demonic intent emanating from the surrounding formation, Liu Shuang'er's gaze faltered slightly, and she subconsciously reached out to touch the bronze mirror; Yan Ruoshuang's breathing quickened, and her gaze fell upon the jade disc; Ling Juefeng, though resolute in his swordsmanship, also frowned, as if resisting the call of the ancient sword.

"If the ancient path is severed, and the connection with heaven and earth is lost, it is like a tree without roots or water without a source. Even if there are remaining texts, they are lifeless! How can the path be passed down if no one cultivates it? Only the path walked by the living can draw inspiration, keep pace with the times, and remain ever new!"

Chen Qing's voice suddenly rang out, breaking the hazy atmosphere.

"Hiding their true colors and revealing their true intentions, they are bewitching and misleading people; they are definitely not good people! Break!"

He didn't give the "spirit" a chance to speak again, and grabbed it with his hand!
"call--"

The Yin and Yang energies surged from his palm, transforming into a chaotic giant hand with five fingers as thick as mountains, fiercely grabbing at the four ancient artifacts!

Within the palm of his hand, it seemed as if the sun and moon were revolving, and stars were being born and dying. A powerful force that crushed all laws and redefined order suddenly descended!

"Be bold!"

"Desecrating ancient artifacts is an unforgivable crime!"

"This is a trial! It is your skill to see through illusion, but if you harm us, you will be punished by heaven!"

The four ancient artifacts simultaneously shrieked, their ancient radiance suddenly bursting open to reveal twisted and churning black ghostly shadows within. Demonic energy surged, transforming into claws, tentacles, and ghostly faces, meeting the Yin-Yang hand head-on!

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Four crisp sounds rang out almost simultaneously! Under the Yin-Yang Great Handprint containing the essence of Chen Qing's innate divine power, the ancient sword shattered, the jade disc broke, the small cauldron exploded, and the bronze mirror turned to dust!
The four twisted ghostly figures screamed as they were grabbed by the giant hand, black smoke billowing out. Instantly, most of their ferocious aura was worn away by the Yin and Yang energies, leaving them weak and revealing their true nature!

Liu Shuang'er and Yan Ruoshuang suddenly woke up and felt a chill run down their spines when they saw the sudden change in front of them. They had been tricked without even realizing it!

Ling Juefeng's eyes narrowed as he stared at the four ghost messengers with a look of surprise and doubt!

at this time.

"Good means."

A clear, bell-like voice came from the side and behind.

A beautiful young woman dressed in palace attire walked out slowly, her eyes sparkling like crystal.

At this moment, those strange eyes were staring intently at Chen Qing, filled with curiosity and a desire to explore.

"You're the second person I've seen along the way since entering these ruins who can see through the mysteries of this place." The girl tilted her head, her tone innocent. "Strange, even though your cultivation level only seems to be at the Yin Spirit Realm, why do you make me feel so dangerous?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a gray figure silently appeared in front of the girl; it was the old man in gray.

His usually calm face was now extremely solemn, his eyes fixed on Chen Qing, his body slightly tense, as if facing a formidable enemy!
Just a moment ago, he sensed a terrifying threat from this seemingly Yin Shen Realm cultivator in blue robes, which was extremely subtle yet made his Golden Core tremble!
"Who are you!"

Chen Qing did not answer. His gaze swept over the girl's glassy eyes, and he asked, "You said I'm the second one, so who was the first?"

"The first one?" the girl laughed. "He's a guy with an overwhelming amount of luck. Although he cultivates demonic arts, his foundation is quite solid. His future achievements are likely to be quite high. It's a pity..." she blinked, "He's too greedy."

"Greed? Hmph! If you don't take what Heaven offers, you'll only suffer the consequences! The person you're talking about, could it be me, Shi Chen?"

A beam of demonic light tore through the mist, and a young man with tattered clothes but surging aura stepped out. The surrounding black mist was actually drawn and refined by his demonic power, his aura rose steadily, and his eyes shone brightly!

"This place is my blessed land! The spiritual energy resonates with my profound cultivation techniques. Once I refine the spiritual energy here, my Golden Core will naturally reach the eighth stage! At that time, who among my peers will be my match?"

His gaze was intense, first sweeping over the mysterious girl, then landing on Liu Shuang'er and Yan Ruoshuang, who each had their own unique charm. He raised an eyebrow and smiled slyly.

"You little devil, stop daydreaming!" A cold shout, like the sound of a sword, rang out. Then, a sword light cleaved through the mist, revealing a Taoist priest in a coarse robe carrying a sword. His gaze locked onto Shi Chen. "With my Dharma-Taozi here, this place is your execution ground. What talk of a blessed land!"

When Ling Juefeng saw that the sword light of the Child-Seizing Technique was pure and could cut through the mist as easily as slicing rotten paper, a look of solemnity and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Chen's demonic aura surged, and Fa Duozi's sword intent soared to the sky. The two locked onto each other's auras, ready to clash at any moment.

Upon seeing this, the girl in palace attire immediately perked up: "The battle between good and evil is a clash of destinies! This Taoist priest's sword aura is awe-inspiring, and his foundation is profound; that young master's demonic skills are pure, and his encounters are extraordinary. It's truly a battle of dragons and tigers, something to look forward to!"

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Chen Qing, who was standing quietly to the side, with a hint of curiosity: "I see that you are also quite extraordinary, hiding your true abilities. They are fighting so fiercely, don't you want to show your skills and compete for this opportunity?"

Chen Qing, however, seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere, his eyes half-closed as if lost in thought. Just as Shi Chen and Fa Duozi's momentum reached its peak and they were about to make their move...

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes reflected ripples of array formations!

"It turns out to be here!"

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the empty space in front of him!
Deep within the cave, the ancient will had already coalesced into a blurry human form, sitting leisurely on the altar.

Mirrors of mysterious light floated around, reflecting the chaos and struggle throughout the ruins.

With a flick of his finger, he manipulated the formation, divided the crowd, and stirred their greed. Watching those "younger generations" either bewildered or fighting under his arrangement, he couldn't help but reveal a detached smile of complete control.

"Though your destinies are extraordinary, and you may even be able to see through the mysteries of ghost artifacts, you ultimately cannot escape the shackles of the human heart. Greed, anger, ignorance, and pride are all weaknesses that can be exploited. No matter how talented you are outside, once you enter my Taiyi Remnant Array, dragons must coil up, and tigers must lie down... Hmm?"

His muttering abruptly stopped, his gaze suddenly freezing on the Xuan Guang Mirror reflecting Chen Qing and his group.

Suddenly, the monk in blue robes in the mirror raised his hand and grabbed at the camera lens!
next interest.

"Zzzzt—"

The mirror of mysterious light suddenly shattered, revealing a pitch-black crack within it!

A pair of eyes, peering through the crack, met his gaze!
"Got you."

(End of this chapter)