Tian Yuan

Nearly half of the Phoenix Clan's high-ranking officials remained silent, looking at the ancient Wutong tree with a slightly complicated look in their eyes. It was obvious that they acquiesced to this behavior, and even helped the clan members to suppress the ancestral weapon at a critical moment.

Even Chen Qingyuan, who was so famous and had unlimited possibilities in the future, could not get the Phoenix clan's top leaders to offer him his original Phoenix blood, and they were very reluctant to do so.

It's already a notification, but these guys still have to complain. It's really annoying.

I originally wanted to deal with it in a peaceful way, but it seems a bit difficult.

"Boom!"

The ancient Wutong tree was too lazy to talk nonsense and attracted a source of Taoist power, covering every inch of the Phoenix clan's territory.

At the same time, the clan protection formation was also activated.

"what happened?"

Everyone noticed the abnormal fluctuations in the laws and became particularly panicked.

"Ancestral weapon!"

The next moment, everyone's eyes turned to the ancient Wutong tree and guessed the reason.

"Take action immediately and sever the connection between it and the ancestral vein."

The situation was urgent, and the clan leader was afraid that something might happen out of control, so he immediately issued an order.

"Shh!"

The elders did not hesitate and each brought out their best skills.

The leading ancestors worked together to use the Phoenix clan's top secret technique, hoping to use this method to control the ancestral weapon and take control of the situation.

"Rumble..."

The secret room is shaking and there is no peace.

Dozens of energies intertwined into a ball and moved towards the ancient Wutong tree.

The Taoist magic that everyone displayed was swept away by a branch of the ancient tree and turned into nothingness. It was an understatement, without any pressure.

"presumptuous!"

The shadow of the ancient Wutong tree was angry, and the human-shaped curve it formed became more and more obvious. As soon as he spoke, his pressure was like a king, as if he had come from the end of the long river of time, looking down on the ages, with supreme imperial power.

The voice was no longer mechanical and ruthless, but filled with anger.

His voice was low and hoarse, as cold as ice.

Judging carefully, it should be a woman's voice.

The ancestral secret method that the clan leader and the ancestors had condensed together instantly collapsed with this scolding. This situation was like tofu broken into dregs, which could not be restored.

"This is......"

A certain elder was the first to look up and watch the changes in the spiritual shadow. An expression of fear gradually appeared on his face. He was even more surprised, unbelievable, and horrified than when he learned that the ancestral artifact had returned.

"thump!"

The weaker ones were the first to be unable to withstand the pressure, and their knees slammed heavily on the ground, leaving two deep pits visible to the naked eye. They crawled all over, shaking constantly.

"Ancestor...first...first ancestor!"

The clan leader looked up at the blood-red figure condensing in the sky, which soon overlapped with the portrait of the ancestor in his memory. His face turned pale and he was stunned.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

The ancestors stared at the phantom with expressions of extreme horror. They took several steps back and almost fell down, repeating this sentence over and over again.

“Jun… Junwei!”

Another strong pressure came down, and no one present could withstand it, and they all fell to their knees.

The powerful Phoenix clan, who usually looks high and mighty, now looks like a frightened mortal. They are kneeling before the king in extreme fear and humble as dust, begging for forgiveness.

The power of the ancestral weapon is completely different from the power of the king.

How could the senior executives present not be able to tell the difference?

From this moment on, everyone understood one thing. The will of the ancestor was likely to merge with the ancestral artifact and become one.

Happy and afraid.

The good news is that not only has the ancestral artifact returned, but also a trace of the ancestor's supreme will.

What is frightening is that they actually want to suppress the will of the ancestor. This is a crime of disobedience and should be punished by death.

Thinking of this, everyone's body went limp, their souls were half frightened away, their bodies kept shaking, and they were terrified, as if they saw their relatives who had died many years ago, waving their hands and calling them to come over for a reunion.

In just a moment, the ancient Wutong tree calmed the situation and began to fulfill its promise.

A jade bottle with a crystal clear surface floated out from the Phoenix clan's treasure house, passed through layers of void, and came to the ancestral land.

The treasure bottle is called Yuehua Liuli, a container made of a special material. The forging method comes from the ancestor of the Phoenix Clan and has been preserved intact.

"Gulu——"

Under the control of the ancient Wutong tree, Baoping began to absorb the ancestral phoenix blood in the blood pool.

Since the energy of the ancestral phoenix blood is very strong, the absorption rate is relatively slow.

The clan leader and others knelt in the secret room, not daring to raise their heads. Although they wanted to communicate through voice transmission, the pressure from their bloodline prevented them from doing so.

Some elders were so frightened that they were shaking all over, feeling miserable and saying, "If we had known this would happen, we would never have dared to offend you."

You won’t lose your life, will you?

Many people looked terrified and prepared themselves mentally for the worst outcome.

Without the order from the ancient Wutong tree, no one dared to stand up. Of course, the might of Phoenix Ancestor enveloped every corner of the secret room, so they couldn't stand up even if they had the courage.

Forcibly resisting the emperor's authority will inevitably backfire, which is no different from suicide.

"How to do?"

Everyone is thinking about this question in their hearts, praying that they can get through this disaster smoothly.

The loss of the phoenix blood is no longer a big deal. After all, the ancestral artifact has returned, and it has also integrated a trace of the ancestor's will, which cannot be exchanged for any amount of ancestral phoenix blood.

"You should have revealed your identity earlier. We wouldn't have the guts to contradict you!"

The clan leader and others felt bitter and sad.

A group of old guys were kneeling on the ground, their clothes covered with mud and dust, looking extremely disheveled, just like stray dogs wandering on the street, looking pitiful and wagging their tails to beg for mercy.

......

Three days later, the deadline arrived.

Phoenix clan, meeting hall.

Chen Qingyuan calculated the time accurately and slowly opened his eyes.

Several elders in the hall had been accompanying him, and the days were like years. They tried to contact the clan leader and others, but found that there was no response to the message they sent out, and it fell into the sea.

It doesn’t make sense!

Even if we were going to a secret meeting, there shouldn't be no response!

It was so strange that the elders in the hall were anxious. This was clearly their own territory, but they had a bad feeling. And this feeling was getting stronger.

"Not done yet?"

The time was up and Chen Qingyuan was too lazy to wait. He glanced around and shouted loudly.

It was also a coincidence that just after this shout, the shadow of the will of the ancient Wutong tree appeared in the center of the hall, and the voice was cold: "It's OK."

"call out!"

Something floated in from the entrance of the hall at an extremely fast speed, like a stream of white light.

Then, the object floated in front of Chen Qingyuan, and the bottle emitted a faint white light.

He raised his hand and grabbed the vase, and sent a divine thought into it to check if there was any problem with the goods.

After a few breaths, the spirit returned to the body.

"Pleasant to work with."

Chen Qingyuan smiled and shook his wrist lightly. The treasure bottle that was originally tightly held in his palm disappeared, and he put it into a very safe space device.