"My disciple, my strength is gradually recovering. In this process, I have discovered that your Ancestor Ye's power has reached a level that even I cannot fathom."
Su Yanran's voice was deep and calm, yet it conveyed an indescribable shock.
Hearing this, Ye Tian couldn't help but smile slightly. He was well aware of his Ancestor Ye's mystery and strength, but hearing Su Yanran say so made him unable to resist asking, "Master, haven't you always been unable to see through him?"
Su Yanran shot him a glance, her eyes filled with a hint of helplessness. "In the past, I couldn't see through him because I couldn't discern his origins; now, I can't even perceive his strength. I have a vague feeling that he has already reached the Holy Realm."
The term "Holy Realm" struck Ye Tian like thunder, causing his eyes to widen in disbelief. It was important to note that in the Holy Dynasty, those who were strong in the Holy Realm were figures of great renown, feared by many.
"Master, you must be mistaken," Ye Tian's voice trembled slightly. He found it hard to believe that his Ancestor Ye could be so powerful.
Su Yanran shook her head, her expression serious. "Although it seems unlikely, when he made his move that day, I indeed felt a force hundreds of times stronger than that of an emperor. Though I am merely a soul now, as someone who once belonged to the Holy Realm, my perception cannot be wrong."
Ye Tian felt a lingering shock in his heart. He had thought of himself as a Heaven-chosen one, someone whose cultivation speed was unmatched among his peers. However, compared to Ancestor Ye, his progress seemed insignificant.
Seeing this, Su Yanran gently patted his shoulder and comforted him. "Do not belittle yourself; your talent would still place you among the ranks of Heaven-chosen one even in Zhongzhou. However, this world is filled with prodigies and formidable beings. Even your Ancestor Ye's disciple, Lu Tianming, possesses extraordinary talent. You must work even harder to establish your footing in this realm."
Upon hearing this, determination flickered in Ye Tian's eyes as if some belief deep within him had been quietly ignited.
"The Heavenly Emperor Holy Dynasty," he said solemnly. "I feel like I've heard that name mentioned by Xinghe Dadi when I received his inheritance in the Burial Ground. It seems to be a powerful force established by his followers, carrying Xinghe Dadi's will and expectations."
Su Yanran nodded slightly after hearing this, her expression serious. "That's correct, but that was over ten thousand years ago. The followers of Xinghe Dadi have long since fallen into the river of history. Whether their descendants can fulfill the promises of the past and uphold that faith and loyalty remains uncertain."
She paused for a moment and gazed deeply at Ye Tian. "Disciple, you must understand that human hearts are difficult to gauge. Especially in this world where strength reigns supreme; even former followers may harbor greed when faced with the Emperor Weapon left behind by Xinghe Dadi—the Huang Tian Ji."
"Know this: the Huang Tian Ji is one of the Emperor Weapons with boundless power; even among the imperial families and Holy Lands of Zhongzhou, few weapons can rival it. Therefore, if you wish to go to the Heavenly Emperor Holy Dynasty and gain recognition from Huang Tian Ji, you must first possess the ability to protect yourself."
Otherwise, if it falls into the hands of others, the consequences would be unimaginable. Su Yanran's tone carried a hint of warning and expectation; she hoped Ye Tian could understand that only the strong have a voice!
Hearing this, Ye Tian furrowed his brows and replied, "Master, I'm not a child anymore. How could I be unaware of the treachery of human hearts? I will not go to the Heavenly Emperor Holy Dynasty without sufficient strength."
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