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Chapter 275 - Chapter 275 The Azure Sky Kingdom, one of the Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms of the Willow God!

Chapter 275 The Azure Sky Kingdom, one of the Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms of the Willow God!

"What's a little bit of divine spring water? Even if it empties our clan's treasury, as long as we can get in touch with the Ancestral Spirit, it's a sure thing!"

Upon hearing the ancient ancestor invoke the name of the ancestral spirit, the gods, who had been full of complaints, immediately fell silent, no longer daring to utter a single word.

Ancestral spirits!

That supreme taboo that once caused chaos and terror in the Immortal Ancient Era, striking fear into the hearts of countless ancient lineages.

Although it is rumored that the ancestral spirit has already perished in the tribulation of lightning, even just its name is enough to make these gods feel suffocated.

At this moment, although Bibi Dong in the divine spring had her eyes closed, she heard every word of the gods' conversation.

humiliation!

An unprecedented humiliation!

Think of Bibi Dong, how high and mighty she was in the Douluo Continent, the Pope of the Spirit Hall who was the only one who mattered.

Even when facing Qian Daoliu, she dared to show her displeasure to his face.

But now that he's in this so-called Upper Realm, his proud twin martial souls are called two insects, and he's being called trash and scum by the nose.

But Bibi Dong is not a fool like Tang San who can't see reality.

She cleverly buried all the humiliation deep in her heart, her expression remaining unchanged, instead absorbing the medicinal power of the divine spring even more frantically.

"Go ahead and curse, curse all you want!"

Bibi Dong made a vow in her heart:

"As long as I can gain power in this world, as long as I can survive."

"Once I've fully mastered this so-called cultivation method from the upper realm, one day I'll trample all of you eight-armed monsters under my feet and drain your flesh and blood!"

In an instant, the entire ancestral land returned to tranquility, with only the sound of the divine spring's bubbling water echoing in the air.

However, this peace did not last long.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the heavy bronze gate of the ancestral secret realm was also violently smashed open from the outside.

An eight-armed Soul Clan elder, whose cultivation was at the True One Realm, stumbled in.

His hair was disheveled, his face was ashen, and even his hair ornament was missing. He looked as if he had suffered a great shock.

"presumptuous!"

Upon seeing this, the celestial being covered in blue scales immediately roared in anger:

"Didn't you see that the ancient ancestor is meditating here?"

"What kind of behavior is this, all flustered and disorganized! What happened?!"

The elder fell to the ground, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and began to frantically kowtow towards the direction of the ancient ancestor.

"Ancient Ancestor! Ancient Ancestor, something terrible has happened!"

The elder's voice trembled as he pointed towards the outside of the secret realm, shouting incoherently:

"Over at the ancestral altar..."

"Something terrible has happened at the altar!"

Upon hearing this, the ancient ancestor, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and in an instant, a powerful pressure swept across the entire secret realm.

"What happened to the altar?"

The ancient ancestor asked in a deep voice.

That was a forbidden area that their Eight-Armed Soul Clan had worshipped for countless years, and only one thing was enshrined there.

That was the willow branch left behind by the ancestral spirits back then, which had long since withered and died!

The elder swallowed hard, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror, and stammered as he reported:

"It's glowing..."

"The withered willow branch of the ancestral spirit, which was placed in the very center of the altar, suddenly began to glow wildly for some reason!"

"Not only that!"

"On those withered willow branches, green buds have actually sprouted!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the entire secret realm almost thought they had misheard.

The dozen or so celestial beings in mid-air stood up in unison, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and the hairs on their bodies standing on end!

The ancient ancestor, who was sitting at the highest point, suddenly stood up from his stone seat.

It's glowing?

A dead tree sprouted new buds?

How is that possible!

That willow branch had been dead for an entire era, devoid of any life. How could it possibly sprout new buds suddenly?

unless...

Unless it is the owner of the willow branch, the legendary ancestral spirit who is said to have perished long ago, who is not dead!

Not only did it not die, but it is undergoing some kind of miraculous full recovery!

"Walk!"

The next second, the ancient ancestor did not hesitate at all. He took a step forward, tore through the void, and rushed madly toward the altar.

Bibi Dong, who remained in the Divine Spring, suddenly opened her eyes, her face filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Ancestral spirits?

What kind of being could possibly terrify these ridiculously powerful monsters like this?

At the same time, in the nine heavens and ten earths.

In a certain place in the Three Thousand Provinces, there lies an absolute forbidden zone of life, a place no one dares to set foot in: the Burial God Abyss.

This place is shrouded in an eerie gray mist year-round, a mist that contains an extremely terrifying power of erosion from the passage of time.

Let alone ordinary cultivators, even those high-ranking sect leaders from the upper realms would be instantly turned into a pool of foul-smelling blood if they dared to venture even half a step deeper into it.

The various sects outside the sects kept this forbidden area a closely guarded secret, completely unaware of the great terror hidden within.

However, beneath that thick layer of gray mist, in the deepest part of the Burial God Abyss, lies an ancient kingdom that remains secluded from the world.

The Ancient Kingdom of Tianqing!

In the ancient era of immortals, the ancestral spirit was renowned throughout the heavens, commanded by three thousand divine kingdoms, and his incense offerings flourished to the extreme.

And this Azure Sky Kingdom was one of the most prosperous ancient kingdoms among the three thousand divine kingdoms of that time.

Later, the ancestral spirits were robbed, and the three thousand divine kingdoms were wiped out by various forces from the immortal realm and other realms, with countless ancient kingdoms reduced to ashes.

The ancient kingdom of Tianqing paid an extremely heavy price, fleeing its entire people into the cursed Abyss of Gods, severing all ties with the outside world, and sealing themselves away for an entire era.

At this moment, deep within the ancestral land of the ancient Tianqing Kingdom.

Several ancient bronze coffins covered in patina were silently suspended in mid-air.

Lying inside the ancient coffin are the few remaining supreme beings of the Tianqing Ancient Kingdom.

Their life force had long since dried up to the extreme, their bodies were covered with red hair and lividity, and they could only rely on deep sleep to slow down the loss of life. They could die at any time.

Deep within these bronze coffins lies an ancient altar constructed from Chaos Stone.

On the altar sat a gaunt old man dressed in tattered armor.

He exuded a terrifying aura that transcended the realm of humanity, yet it was filled with decay and death.

On his chest, there was even an unhealable, transparent hole from which black, foul blood continuously flowed.

This is a crippled immortal!

In that battle, he risked his life to protect his people and help them escape. However, he was struck by a finger from a supreme being in the Immortal Realm, which destroyed his foundation in the Immortal Path. He has been barely surviving until today.

In the center of the main hall, before this crippled immortal.

A palm-sized piece of lightning-struck wood, charred black as charcoal, was solemnly enshrined.

This is a piece of primordial wood shavings personally bestowed by the ancestral spirit when the Tianqing Ancient Kingdom was founded, and it has always been regarded as a national totem.

(End of chapter)

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