Ancestral Pattern Revival

"Netherworld Soul Burning"

Guisha let out a roar, and the black mist that had been shrouding his entire body suddenly vanished. On his charred, charcoal-like body, bizarre markings emerged, and simultaneously, an evil aura shot straight into the sky, spreading in all directions.

The applicants watching from afar felt an endless sense of fear wash over them, as if countless evil Souls were beckoning to them, and terror spread through their hearts.

"How is this possible? Could he have already broken a portion of the Seal?" an Elder said in shock.

One had to know that these corpses had their Souls sealed within them by powerful experts who had personally taken action.

For thousands of years, such a situation had never occurred; the fact that Soul power could actually leak out of the body, even if only a small portion, was enough to shock anyone.

"We are in trouble now. He used the cost of burning his Soul power to offset a portion of the Formation's suppression. Do we need to intervene?" an Elder said with a grave expression.

The current situation had diverged significantly from what was originally anticipated; Guisha's strength would surge once more because he was fighting for his life.

The massive Formation was currently in a delicate state of lockdown; if they increased the intensity of the lockdown, they would not be able to control it with such precision and would instead directly kill Guisha.

"Be ready to rescue them at any moment," Tu Fang ordered.

Logically, the current state of affairs had exceeded their estimates, and under normal circumstances, this assessment should have ended.

However, Tu Fang always had an intuition that Long Chen still had a trump card; his gaze was simply too calm, calm to the point of being terrifying.

"Hum"

Space began to shake incessantly, and even the earth trembled along with it. The evil Qi erupted continuously, making people's hearts tremble.

The people watching from afar clearly knew that even if this evil corpse were powerful, he would not be able to harm them in front of so many Elders.

However, they could not overcome the fear in their hearts and retreated one after another; some were even pale-faced and drenched in sweat.

Long Chen was also taken aback. He pointed his long saber at Guisha, guarding with full focus, while Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu stood on either side of Long Chen, also watching Guisha with grave expressions.

Their complexions were slightly pale. At such a close distance, feeling that evil aura, even with their firm willpower, they could not completely overcome the fear in their hearts.

"Pay attention. This old ghost has killed countless people in his life, and he has accumulated a massive amount of Death Qi and resentment. Even though he is already dead, that Death Qi and resentment have entangled with his Soul. That is a form of intangible energy that specifically attacks a person's Divine Soul. However, for you two, this is a rare opportunity. Treat it as a trial for your Soul power and hone your Dao Heart," Long Chen said.

Hearing Long Chen say this, Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu felt their hearts steady. Unknown power is what is truly terrifying, but once its mysterious veil is lifted, the heart's fear is largely eliminated.

The two girls looked at each other and felt a deep sense of admiration for Long Chen. He usually appeared glib, but when truly facing a life-and-death battle, he was so reliable.

"Jie jie jie…"

Guisha emitted a sinister and terrifying laugh, which drilled into everyone's ears like countless poisonous insects. The onlookers in the distance immediately turned pale and clutched their ears in pain; that laughter caused their Souls intense agony.

"Little brat, you actually dared to scheme against this old man. In my entire life, I have never suffered such a huge loss. Go to hell!"

Guisha was now covered in bizarre markings, looking like countless centipedes crawling over him, which was exceptionally terrifying. He slapped down at Long Chen with his palm.

Long Chen did not dare to be careless and slashed his saber heavily at Guisha.

"Bang"

Long Chen's arms shook violently, as if he had struck steel with his saber. His chest heaved with surging blood, and he was sent flying backward. A sweetness rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Long Chen, who had been valiant and invincible just moments ago, was now unable to withstand even a single move from Guisha, shocking everyone. Just how much had this evil corpse's strength increased?

Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu were greatly alarmed and both shouted, sending wind blades and ice blades slashing toward Guisha.

Two giant blades, each over a zhang long, sliced through space and slashed ruthlessly at Guisha. However, to everyone's shock, when those two giant blades reached Guisha, they stopped abruptly.

Two black palms, covered in centipede-like bizarre markings, were firmly gripping the two giant blades.

"Break"

Following Guisha's cold shout, the giant blades that Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu had condensed with rune power were actually pinched and shattered just like that.

Violent winds danced, and ice shards filled the sky. The full-force attacks of two monster-level Geniuses were, in front of the current Guisha, like children's tricks, casually shattered.

"Scram"

Guisha let out a great shout, brought his palms together, and pushed forward. A violent gale crashed toward the two. Before the gale arrived, the earth had already begun to crack, and the terrifying power rushed over like a tsunami.

Guisha's speed was extremely fast. The two had no time to dodge and both smelled the scent of death, knowing that if they could not block this attack, they would undoubtedly die.

A look of determination appeared on Tang Waner's pretty face, and her jade hands moved continuously. A faint pattern appeared at the center of her brow.

Following the appearance of that pattern, countless wind blades appeared around her body, numbering over a thousand.

After those wind blades appeared, they immediately converged together, forming a massive wind blade over fifty zhang long. Once that wind blade appeared, the sky began to roar along with it, and its pressure swept in all directions.

At the same time that Tang Waner condensed the super wind blade, Ye Zhiqiu formed Seals with her jade hands, and a petal appeared at the center of her brow. That petal was like an ice crystal, exceptionally beautiful.

Following the appearance of that petal, an ice sword appeared in front of Ye Zhiqiu, also over fifty zhang long.

When that huge ice sword appeared, the entire world seemed to stagnate, as if it had lost all sound; between heaven and earth, there was only that terrifying, murderous aura.

"Beautiful"

Tu Fang, who had been watching the battle with full focus, praised from the bottom of his heart. At the critical moment of life and death, the two had actually initially awakened their Ancestral Marks. This signified that their future path of cultivation would be a smooth one.

The so-called Ancestral Marks were the innate talents passed down by their ancestors—peerless experts—through their Bloodline Power. This was the greatest wealth that experts left for their descendants.

This talent would not cease to be inherited due to the continuation of the Bloodline, but as the Bloodline Power of later generations became increasingly thin, the power of this talent would also become weaker and weaker.

If the Legacy had lasted for too long without anyone Awakening the Bloodline Power, then this Bloodline would disappear completely.

The first sign that an inherited Bloodline had awakened was the recovery of the Ancestral Marks—the markings on the two girls' foreheads were those Ancestral Marks.

Wanting the Ancestral Marks to recover was extremely difficult. It was said that only by experiencing a life-and-death moment, when one's life was threatened, could there be a sliver of a chance for the Ancestral Marks to recover.

But that was only a chance, and only a sliver of one. Geniuses capable of inheriting Bloodline Power were already few and far between. No Family would be willing to let such a Genius trade their life for that slim, distant chance of Ancestral Mark recovery.

Therefore, countless powerful Family forces had headed toward decline because they had no descendants who had awakened their Bloodline for a long time, and the Bloodline Power had disappeared completely.

In the secular world, there is a saying that wealth does not last beyond three generations; that is because the successors lack the strength. No matter how much wealth there is, if the descendants do not have the ability to inherit it, it will quickly be squandered.

The cultivation world is the same. If within a hundred generations, no descendant has awakened their Bloodline, then the ancestral Bloodline Legacy will disappear completely.

Therefore, the Branch tried every possible method, through various life-and-death tests, to let these Geniuses Awaken their Bloodline and recover their Ancestral Marks. Unfortunately, for so many years, the results had been very poor.

In Tu Fang's memory, for hundreds of years, it seemed only one Disciple had recovered their Ancestral Marks, and that was already a long time ago.

And this time, two Disciples had awakened and recovered their Ancestral Marks at once. How could Tu Fang not be ecstatic? The recovery of Ancestral Marks was too difficult.

"Boom"

Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu had awakened their Ancestral Marks without realizing it. The giant blades in their hands had already slashed toward the front. The three forces collided, emitting a loud explosion.

The earth shook violently, and a wave of air erupted. The terrifying gale swept in all directions. Even people more than ten miles away were unable to stand steadily and retreated one after another.

"Too terrifying"

"What a powerful attack"

"Is this really an attack that can be unleashed at the Blood Condensation Realm?"

Everyone could not help but be filled with awe. As fellow Blood Condensation Realm experts, such an attack had already exceeded their imagination; the gap was simply too large.

With an attack of this intensity, let alone fighting, even being close to it would result in being directly shattered into meat paste.

After the explosion, Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu were struck by the terrifying air wave and sent flying far away. Their pretty faces were pale as paper, and they felt as if their bones were about to break.

Just now, they had awakened their Ancestral Marks without knowing it, causing their combat power to skyrocket. However, they did not know how to circulate that power. The previous strike had suddenly drained all the excess energy in their bodies, and now their Spiritual Qi was almost exhausted.

Without Spiritual Qi to protect their bodies, with their delicate frames, they could not resist the terrifying aftermath and were both sent vomiting blood.

"Go to hell"

Just as the two flew out, a huge palm shadow slapped down at them. If they were struck by that palm shadow, they would surely perish immediately.

The entire arena was filled with gasps. Some people even closed their eyes, unable to bear seeing the scene of two beauties dying tragically.

"Wind Severing Slash"

Following a stern shout, a huge saber shadow, like a Heavenly God's strike, shattered that palm shadow in one blow.

With a thunderous explosion and dust falling, a figure flew out from the dust. Long Chen's arms were holding the exhausted Ye Zhiqiu and Tang Waner.

"Long Chen, give up. We are not his match. He is too strong," Tang Waner whispered, a trace of desolation flashing in her beautiful eyes.

They had overestimated themselves and underestimated the terrifying nature of their opponent. She did not want Long Chen to risk his life for an impossible task.

Long Chen gently set the two down and smiled slightly at them, like sunshine illuminating the earth, making people feel warm inside.

"You two watch from here. Leave the rest to me!"

Long Chen carried his long saber on his shoulder and, under everyone's shocked gaze, walked slowly toward Guisha.