The ancient aura permeates the air, giving this mountain range a majestic aura.
The shadows of the two clan elders were still quietly projected in the void. However, they seemed to be concentrating with their eyes closed, and their long snow-white beards sometimes danced with the wind, showing their fairylike demeanor.
At the top of the mountain, in front of the Shiting Ancestral Temple, there are still countless people from the upper and lower clans gathered here, and they are also nervously waiting for the trial to end.
Especially the men and horses of the lower clan, their expressions are even more anxious and expectant. This is because if the disciples of the clan can obtain good fortune in the ancestral land, then they may soar into the sky and be made an exception to join the upper clan.
Then, their subordinates will also receive endless resources.
Located on the side of Zu Peak, here are the troops of the Yancheng lower clan. Because Ye Han offended Ye Lingxiao, they have been made trouble by the upper clan in the past two months.
Some of the disciples from the upper clan fought tit-for-tat, causing Yancheng to be ostracized, and even some lower clansmen kept a distance from them.
"I wonder how Han'er is doing."
Ye Xiaotian looked a little worried.
"Don't worry, that kid has always been cautious and nothing will happen to him."
Ye Baili comforted him in a deep voice.
However, having said that, the people of the Yancheng lower clan are still worried. Although Ye Han is the champion of the Alchemy Emperor Club and has a place in the upper clan, there is no guarantee that he will be besieged in the ancestral land.
Bang, bang, bang!
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly the entire stone pavilion shook violently, and the spiritual thrones of the Ye clan's past chiefs and elders located in the stone pavilion also began to shake.
Buzz!
Immediately afterwards, all the tablets burst out with extremely dazzling golden light.
"Um?!"
The two clan elders suddenly opened their eyes, looking at each other as if they had a premonition of something.
"Elder, what's wrong?"
The clan leader Ye Xuantian asked hurriedly.
"Are the ancestral artifacts going to return to our clan?"
Two old voices, like bombshells, echoed in everyone's ears. There seemed to be some unconcealable excitement and waves in these voices.
Wow!
In an instant, Zufeng rioted!
"Is it true that someone has recovered the ancestral artifact?"
"Who is it?"
"..."
Countless tribesmen commented in shock.
"Who else can there be besides Ye Lingxiao? He has the Nine Yang Divine Vein, and only he can find our clan's ancestral artifact!"
An elder said in a deep voice. It was obvious that this elder was from Ye Lingxiao's camp.
"Indeed, our clan's only genius who has awakened the divine veins in hundreds of years is not comparable to the champion of the Alchemy Emperor Society!"
An elder agreed, and at the same time looked at the Yancheng clansmen with a sarcastic look.
It is obvious that these days, Ye Han has returned to the Ye Clan as the champion of the Alchemy Emperor Club, which indeed poses a threat to Ye Lingxiao's status. Therefore, they just made ridicule. In the final analysis, they still discriminate against the disciples of the lower clan.
Ye Xuantian was also very excited. If the ancestral artifact could be recovered, then the status of their Ye clan in Qingzhou would be different, and even the other major families would be far from being able to compete with them!
Buzz~
While everyone was waiting anxiously, the Tai Chi disk in the stone pavilion once again rotated into a whirlpool tunnel, and ancient and vast aura surged out from it.
Swish, brush, brush!
At this time, silhouettes shot out from the black hole and landed on the Zu Peak, looking around with confused eyes.
"Clan leader!"
Ye Tian took the lead and walked towards the place where the Tianyong City people gathered, cupping his hands and saying.
"you……"
The Tianyong City clan leader was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, clapped his hands repeatedly and said,
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Because, the Japanese aura on Ye Tian's body has broken through to the middle stage of the spiritual realm!
On the side, the other members of the lower clan also cast envious glances. With Ye Tian's talent and performance, he might even be able to get the final spot for the three major sects!
"Dad"
Ye Han walked towards Ye Xiaotian with a smile.
"It's okay, you kid!"
Ye Xiaotian limped, looking at Ye Han all over, and patted Ye Han's shoulder with his generous palm, with a smile on his face.
Among the crowd, Ye Lingxiao's elegant temperament stood out from the crowd. At this moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on him, and they were looking forward to it.
Because everyone is nervously waiting for the moment when he takes out the ancestral weapon!
"Ling Xiao, where is the ancestral weapon?"
Ye Xuantian said with fiery eyes.
However, what everyone saw was Ye Lingxiao's livid face that gradually solidified.
"The ancestral artifact is here."
A faint voice came out.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the brilliance of a golden gun bloomed like the sun, rising in Ye Han's hand. An indescribable ancient wave set off waves of golden spiritual power ripples, spreading on the Zu Peak.
"this……"
The pupils of the two clan elders shrank.
Their faces trembled, and their eyes burst out with brilliance, as if they were about to pierce through the void and land on the golden barrel of the gun.
Nine Yang Gun!
It is indeed the ancestral weapon of our clan!
Ye Xuantian and others were also stunned on the spot like clay sculptures. The elder who had ridiculed Yancheng before was even redder in the face and ashamed. Unexpectedly, the person who found the ancestral artifact was not Ye Lingxiao.
Instead, Ye Han, a member of the Yancheng clan!
"Ye Han has recovered the ancestral artifact. Will he surpass Ye Lingxiao in the clan in the future?"
"Shh, keep your voice down..."
"..."
A burst of discussion broke out around him, and these extremely harsh sounds reached Ye Lingxiao's ears. However, Ye Lingxiao's face remained expressionless, but the murderous intent hidden deep in his eyes became stronger!
For the first time, he felt the shame of losing all face and being stepped on!
Ye Han waved his sleeves and the Nine Sun Spear fell into his palm again. He immediately looked at Ye Lingxiao with a provocative look. Isn't this uncomfortable feeling of losing all face?
Not far away, Ye Xuantian walked towards Ye Han, his eyes seemed to have a little more appreciation and respect.
Even the elders behind him had to bow to Ye Han and did not dare to neglect.
With this ancestral weapon, even the clan leader will be respectful when he sees it!
"I announce that in the future, we will increase the training resources for the disciples of the Yancheng clan tenfold!"
Ye Xuantian said loudly.
Wow!
There was an uproar all around, and countless disciples from the lower clan cast envious looks.
This kind of treatment is too generous!
At this time, the two clan elders looked down at all the assessment disciples and said in a deep voice,
"In view of Yancheng's lower clan Ye Han's outstanding performance this time, the two of us decided to give half of the ten direct qualifications to the final selection of the three super sects to the upper clan and half to the lower clan as a reward for the lower clan."
"Ye Tian, a descendant of Tianyong City."
"The Yuhua City clan, Ye Qing."
"Ye Hongyi..."
"Ye Fan..."
"Ye Long..."
This sentence, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, caused a sensation among the disciples of the Shang clan. They gritted their teeth and were filled with anger. Because in the past, these ten places were almost all taken by the disciples of the Shang clan. However, this year,
Five places should be allocated to the disciples of the lower clan...