Transform into ancestral tablets and create a supreme immortal clan.

"I've heard..."

She spoke slowly, each word carefully chosen.

"The day before yesterday, when the blood corpses attacked, it was our ancestors who appeared to protect our family and even guided us to start the battle to defend against the enemy, thus saving our Shen family from annihilation."

On behalf of the entire clan, Jiu Yang kowtows in gratitude to our ancestors for their benevolence in giving us life.

As she spoke, she actually knelt down, about to perform that grand gesture.

"Ancestor!" Shen Shichu exclaimed in surprise.

Our ancestor shouldered too much for the Shen family and lost too much.

In Shen Shichu's heart, even if it was for an ancestor, such a grand ceremony was too much.

After all, in his eyes, this was an old man who had protected his family for over a hundred years and was nearing the end of his life.

Shen Jiuyang seemed not to hear, her withered body resolutely bowing down.

Just before her knees touched the ground, a gentle yet irresistible invisible force arose out of nowhere and steadily supported her body.

At the same time, a calm, distant voice, as if coming from the very end of time, resounded directly in the hearts of everyone in the ancestral hall.

Unable to distinguish between men and women, unable to discern age, only possessing an indifferent detachment from the world.

"Customs and formalities can be dispensed with."

Shen Jiuyang's body trembled slightly, and a terrifying light flashed in his raised eyes!

The sharp light, like cold lightning and a chilling blade, pierced through the disguise of her decaying body and went straight for the memorial tablet on the altar.

The heavy, mountain-like aura surrounding her suddenly became sharp. Although she did not deliberately unleash her spiritual power, it made all the disciples below feel a tightness in their chests, as if their breaths were being choked by an invisible hand.

She stared intently at the memorial tablet, her gaze sharp as a knife, her voice suddenly rising in pitch, carrying a desperate, questioning edge:

"This junior dares to humbly request that our ancestors enlighten us—"

She spoke slowly and deliberately, her voice echoing faintly in the empty ancestral hall:

"Who exactly are you, ancestor of the Shen family...?"

These words shocked everyone in the room!

Shen Shichu's expression changed drastically. He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't utter a sound under that invisible pressure.

The other disciples were even more terrified, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Our ancestors have shown their power and protected our family; this is an immense blessing.

Why...why did the ancestor question me so directly?

That is indeed... quite disrespectful!

However, Shen Jiuyang stood ramrod straight, and although his body was still thin and trembling, his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness. It was a stubbornness that was a mixture of doubt, vigilance, and even a trace of despair as he sought the truth.

She protected the Shen family for a century, witnessed countless storms, and was well aware of the unpredictable nature of the cultivation world.

An ancestral spirit that appeared out of nowhere?

This is too suspicious!

The Shen family has a well-established lineage, with records of the deaths of all its ancestors. There has never been any ancestor whose remnant soul has survived to this day, possessing such clear intelligence and unpredictable abilities.

Is this a stroke of luck, or another calamity disguised as a sugar-coated disaster?

She has to find out!

Even if it angers the "ancestors," it is worth it.

The Shen family can no longer withstand any more unknown setbacks.

A faint light emanated from the memorial tablet.

Shen Xiao's distant and indifferent voice rang out again, not answering but asking a question, yet carrying a natural and irrefutable air of superiority:

"The Shen family is now in decline, with only you remaining at the Foundation Establishment stage, and your foundation is damaged, so your lifespan is nearing its end."

Surrounded by powerful enemies, and plagued by internal troubles.

Shen Jiuyang, what do you intend to do?

Shen Jiuyang's pupils suddenly contracted.

These words precisely struck at the deepest pain and helplessness in her heart.

She was silent for a moment, then gave a bitter smile, a smile that contained the weariness of a century of perseverance and the desolation of a dead end.

"I am incompetent and have wasted a hundred years of my life. I can only do my best to keep the family from falling into ruin."

If fate does not grant me longevity... I will have no choice but to sacrifice this frail body to fight for a chance for my family to survive, or... perish together with them.

Her answer was tragic and resolute.

This was the ending she had prepared for herself long ago.

"Total destruction?"

The voice from the memorial tablet seemed to carry a very faint, almost imperceptible sarcasm.

"After you, what will become of the Shen family?"

Shen Jiuyang swayed violently, her face turned even paler, her lips trembled, but she was speechless.

This was a question she dared not think about deeply, yet it haunted her nightmares every night.

"That's enough."

The voice suddenly slowed down.

"Since I have received the Shen family's ancestral offerings, I will not sit idly by and watch my bloodline die out."

Before the words were finished—

hum!

Inside the ancestral hall, a strange change suddenly occurs!

Shen Xiao's offerings evaporated by a full 50 points in an instant!

An extremely profound fluctuation surged out from the depths of Shen Xiao's memorial tablet. It was not spiritual power, but it stirred the ancestral aura, incense and vows that had accumulated in the ancestral hall for hundreds of years, and even a trace of the Shen family's fortune in the dark!

A glimmer of golden light quietly emerged from the center of the memorial tablet.

Initially, it was only the size of a grain of rice, and was warm and gentle.

But in an instant, the golden light surged, dazzling and radiant, illuminating the entire ancestral hall in a magnificent golden splendor!

The light was not dazzling; instead, it carried a sacred, ancient, and all-encompassing majestic aura.

At the core of the golden light, the phantom of a perfectly round pearl, the size of a longan, slowly solidified.

The pearl is a translucent pale gold color, and inside it seems that there are endless tiny runes that are born, flow, combine, and evolve.

Sometimes it moves like a galaxy, sometimes like all things coming into being, and sometimes it returns to chaos.

A vast, profound rhythm, pointing directly to the origin of the Great Dao, spread with its appearance, enveloping every inch of space within the ancestral hall.

"What...what is this?!" one of the disciples exclaimed in shock, then covered his mouth tightly, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Shen Shichu was completely stunned. He had never felt such a mysterious aura before, which was beyond his understanding of "treasure".

The person who felt it most strongly in the arena was none other than Shen Jiuyang!

In that instant when the golden light burst forth and the precious pearl appeared, her dantian, which had been barren for a hundred years and which she had long believed would never improve, suddenly trembled!

The bottleneck of the early stage of Foundation Establishment, which was as solid as cast iron yet as lifeless as a deep pool, suddenly emitted a very subtle yet incredibly real... loosening sensation!

Like a frozen lake in the dead of winter, a red-hot iron has been thrown in.

Although the ice and snow did not immediately melt away, a barely perceptible crack did appear in the imprisoning "shell"!

"Hmm..."

Shen Jiuyang let out a short gasp as she stared intently at the illusory image of the Spirit Orb of Evolution, which was floating above the memorial tablet and slowly rotating. Her cloudy eyes burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light!

It was shock, ecstasy, disbelief, and even more so, a near-greedy desire, like a drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood!

Having suffered from a century-old ailment and with her path blocked, she had long since lost all hope.

But at this moment, the mere aura emanating from this mysterious pearl gave her a glimmer of hope that withered trees could revive and broken paths could be reconnected!

How could this not shock her to her core?

"The Spirit Pearl of Derivation can deduce all things, fill in the gaps and deficiencies, and elevate one's status to the level of creation."

From within the memorial tablet, Shen Xiao's indifferent voice rang out once more, as if proclaiming the will of Heaven.

As he spoke, the illusory light of the Spirit Orb of Evolution shone even brighter!

The endless runes flowing within suddenly accelerated, transforming into streams of dazzling golden light. Instead of flowing towards Shen Jiuyang, they were projected directly onto Shen Xiao's memorial tablet, disappearing into the misty spiritual light.

Faintly, everyone seemed to "hear" a deep rumble from ancient times.

It was as if I "saw" a complex, vast, domineering, and self-centered cultivation manual flash by in the golden light.

Immediately afterwards, the nature of the spiritual light emanating from the memorial tablet seemed to undergo some fundamental change.

The originally gentle and restrained spiritual light now exuded a magnificent pressure that surpassed all directions and ruled the world. Although it was only a fleeting moment, it made everyone feel a tremor and submission deep in their souls.

Inside the ancestral tablet, Shen Xiao had already activated the Derivation Spirit Pearl, transforming the "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, I Alone Am Supreme Technique" into the "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, I Alone Am Supreme Technique • Profound".

To fill in the gaps and make up for the deficiencies, and to elevate one's destiny.

The core essence of this technique remains unchanged, but the method of cultivation has been completely optimized. According to Shen Xiao's will, it has been transformed into a cultivation technique for immortality.

"This 'Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme Technique' is a Profound-level cultivation method, capable of directly leading to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage. I now bestow it upon you. Cultivate it diligently and do not fail my expectations!"