Perfect World: The Path of Pure Source

In the ancient and mysterious realm, the ancestral land of the spirit worship, the ten clans that once worshipped the Willow God have gone their separate ways.

Led by the Silver Blood Demon Tree, the five races brazenly betrayed their ancestral spirits and chose to cooperate with outsiders, thus overturning the existing order.

They want to unify the Immortal Ancient World and break into the outside world!

Silverblood Tree Clan?

Upon hearing this name, even the celestial being of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan frowned slightly. He knew all too well how terrifying the Silver Blood Demon Tree Clan was; they were one of the most powerful tribes in the Immortal Ancient Era.

In particular, this clan does not get along well with Soul Island, and there have been some disputes in the past.

This race is extremely powerful. The most troublesome thing is that they have an ancestor at the Void Dao level. Although he is also bound by a curse, he can still remain conscious. Because of this, the race is incredibly powerful and is revered as a holy land by some tribes.

Today, within the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm, the tribes most loyal to the Sacrificial Spirit Ancestor are none other than the Eight-Armed Soul Clan, the Centaur Clan, the Beautiful Women Clan, and the Ancient Demon Clan. Regardless of the passage of time and the eternity of eternity, they have always stayed here and never betrayed us. The Silver Blood Demon Tree and its ilk, however, are different; they have long since left and no longer honor us.

The dragon's hostility towards Yang Jian was exceptionally strong, and it had been targeting him relentlessly. It sneered, "Cooperation with outsiders is our only way out. We can never break the curse on our own. And you, with double pupils! Yet you're here sabotaging our cooperation with outsiders and tarnishing the reputation of the remnants. You're truly a selfish and petty person!"

"Cooperation? What a joke." Yang Jian scoffed upon hearing this, pointing his finger at the dragon's nose and cursing, "What an absolute idiot! You've wasted your life! If there really was a way to lift the curse in the outside world, would you have waited until this lifetime? Were all those who entered the Immortal Ancient Realm fools?!"

Placing all your hopes on outsiders is utterly cowardly, and now you even dare to plot against me? Who do you think you are! Do you represent all the remnants of the Immortal Ancient Clan? You're foolishly trying to negotiate with a tiger, repeatedly insulting and provoking me, constantly threatening to eliminate me. I declare right here and now, I will slaughter your clan until it is wiped out!

presumptuous!

Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, the Dragon God roared angrily. How dare a junior in the Divine Fire Realm lecture him, a dignified god?

What's more, this junior actually dared to threaten him?

They're always threatening to kill until their dragon clan is wiped out? That's utterly arrogant!

"How dare you!" Just then, the elder of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan shouted, his beard and hair bristling. He stretched out a large hand and slapped forward, blasting the Dragon God away. Its entire body spun in a star shape, its face was withered and sunken, its teeth flew out, its eyeballs popped out, and its nose was crooked into a straight line.

With a soft "poof," the Heavenly God's blood splattered in the sky. The Dragon Heavenly God was naturally no match for this supreme old Heavenly God of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan. He was beaten bloody and disfigured right from the start, looking quite disheveled.

"Browning and showing off, do you think I have no one behind me?" Yang Jian glanced at him and then ignored him. He could deal with such a thing later; it wasn't worth paying too much attention to.

"Fellow Daoist, you are powerful now. I hope you can be just as tough when the Silver Blood Demon Tree Clan comes in the future." Seeing this, the Dragon Sparrow Celestial God stopped trying to stop him and left decisively.

The other celestial being didn't say much, simply disappearing from the spot. Although they didn't join the alliance between the Silver Blood Demon Tree and the outsiders, they also didn't get close to the four races that worshipped the ancestral spirits, maintaining neutrality.

"That is the celestial god of the Spirit Saint Clan. Among the ten ancient tribes of the Immortal Ancient Clan, apart from the four clans that worship our ancestral spirits, this clan is neutral."

Then came the five-clan alliance, led by the Silver Blood Demon Tree and including the Rakshasa Clan, the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Sparrow Clan, and the Golden Elephant Clan, who sought to establish a new order. You must be careful in the future.” The elder of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan warned, and then led Yang Jian and Shi Hao into the Sacrificial Spirit Pure Land.

At the same time, Yang Jian glanced in the direction of the dragon clan, snorted coldly, and a ray of spiritual light flew out from his body, transforming into a spiritual body and heading towards that clan's territory.

The Pure Land is a riot of colors, with streams flowing gently, all formed from liquefied spiritual energy. The long space is filled with abundant vital energy and vibrant colors.

In the mountains, streams converge to form a lake in that misty, hazy place, making it appear even more sacred, solemn, and majestic.

On the shore of that lake, some ancient temples stand tall, half-collapsed, with various carvings faintly visible on the ruined buildings, where countless creatures worship a willow tree.

"This is one of the three thousand divine kingdoms of the Willow God!" Shi Hao's chest heaved violently as he became excited.

Yang Jian also looked over. As a gentle breeze blew and the mist dissipated slightly, a willow tree appeared on the opposite side of the lake, taking root there.

It is lush and green with a pale gold hue, like jade inlaid with gold edges, emitting a soft light that brings peace to the mind at first glance.

After Shi Hao arrived, the willow tree seemed to sense something, swaying slightly and releasing a soft stream of light, bringing Yang Jian and Shi Hao to its side.

"The ancient ancestral spirit has manifested!" Upon seeing this scene, the old god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan breathed heavily and performed a grand ceremony of worship. Even the gods of the Beautiful Women Clan, Centaur Clan, and Ancient Demon Clan who arrived from afar were stunned.

These two people actually managed to attract the spirits of the ancient ancestors to manifest?

For a moment, their thoughts were in turmoil. They couldn't help but exchange a glance and silently send a message to their clan, informing them of this miracle and urging them to pay extra attention to Yang Shi and his companion!

Beneath the willow tree, Yang Jian and Shi Hao stood side by side, a cool consciousness sweeping over their bodies, transforming into lingering divine sounds.

Upon hearing this divine sound, Yang Jian's third eye instantly opened. It was as if he had listened to the mysteries of the heavens and the myriad paths, feeling boundless spiritual light, soaring comprehension, and his primordial spirit growing stronger.

He immediately realized that this was an opportunity for enlightenment!

Thus, the inheritance talisman bone of the Primordial Divine Ant was taken out, and Yang Jian held it in his hand, beginning to comprehend it.

Soon, countless golden ant-shaped runes spread out from the rune bone, covering Yang Jian's palm. Then, as his enlightenment deepened, these runes began to spread across the surface of his body.

"A sudden enlightenment?" Shi Hao smacked his lips twice on the God-Slaying Stone on his shoulder, then shook his head as he looked at the talisman bone. "It's a pity, I can see it but not eat it, it's bone, not stone."

As Yang Jian comprehended the secrets of the Primordial Divine Ants' inheritance, they suddenly surged into his mind, forming a picture:

A creature with an ant's head and a human body raised its hand and grabbed, causing ancient divine mountains to rise from the ground and merge into a five-finger palm print in the air. Countless earth vein energies surged into the sky and swirled around the palm, forming earth-yellow dragons and snakes that spun upwards against the heavens, as if filling the nine heavens beyond. This was the Ancient Divine Ant Treasure Technique: Heaven-Mending Palm!

Then, the ant-headed, human-bodied creature pressed its hands to the ground as if it were grasping the earth's core. With a sudden jerk, it pulled up a massive, illusory continent and then draped it over its body, transforming it into a golden battle armor. This was the Primordial Divine Ant Treasure Technique: Earth-Covering Garment!

Mending the sky and covering the earth, one for offense and one for defense, with endless uses, these two far surpass many mysterious and precious techniques, elucidating part of the essence of the way of power.

But for Yang Jian, this was just an appetizer. He quickly mastered and practiced the Double Pupils Manifestation Technique. As this layer of inheritance was mastered, the entire inheritance talisman bone of the Primordial Divine Ant also ignited and began to condense into a section the size of a thumb, on which a precious technique was revealed once again.

"This is the Heavenly Horned Ant inheritance I've been looking for!" Yang Jian's expression lit up with joy, and he decisively began to carefully study it. It was indeed one of the Heavenly Horned Ant's treasure techniques!

Several days later, he opened his eyes. The golden ant-shaped runes covering his body disappeared instantly. Yang Jian appeared with an imposing and dignified demeanor, his hands forming a mudra and flipping upwards: Suppressing Prison Force!

Then came a deafening roar, and the entire sky flipped over, transforming into a giant golden hand that crashed down. Countless golden ant-shaped runes spread from the palm, and the five fingers spread out like the horns of celestial ants, overturning everything. The hand's power was like the clapping of the heavens, crushing the ancient, war-torn, hellish mortal realm, suffocating all who stood in its way.

As Yang Jian pressed his hands down, the golden hand descended, shattering the void inch by inch and shaking the mortal purgatory. It contained the ultimate law of force, a reappearance of the rules of the Heavenly Horned Ant, which once overturned the nine heavens and suppressed the immortals of other realms!

This is the embodiment of 'force'. One force can break all laws, and a palm strike can cause the sky to collapse and the earth to cave in. It is simple and direct, and it can flatten everything with overwhelming force.

With the help of these three precious techniques, Yang Jian's confidence grew even stronger, and just then, his spiritual body returned.

On this very day, the Dragon Clan was shaken. News spread that the Overlord's spirit had appeared and was directly challenging all the young prodigies of this remnant clan.

In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the Overlord Spirit Body single-handedly suppressed eighteen young experts of the Dragon Clan, swept away one hundred and eight divine flames, and even broke off all of their single horns, blatantly retaliating and intimidating.

It is said that after learning of this, the dragon god who had threatened Yang Jian was enraged and roared, preparing to settle the score. However, he was intercepted halfway by another god from the Eight-Armed Soul Clan, who beat him so badly that blood splattered across the sky, and he fled in a sorry state.

At this point, all factions received the news, which once again confirmed the Eight-Armed Soul Clan's protection of the Double-Pupil Overlord. The Dragon Clan could only swallow their anger and temporarily give up.

"Let that guy live for a while longer. When he breaks through to the next realm, we'll capture and kill him." Yang Jian merged with his spirit body and was about to get up and leave when his expression suddenly changed. He looked at his waist and saw that the communication jade talisman that Shi Yi had left him was lit up.

The only sentence above is: See you in Bright City, for six crowns!