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The air instantly froze.

The village chief’s gaze landed on Feng Xia with eagerness, anticipation and a hint of… indistinct confrontation.

Even now, he did not dare to completely believe Feng Xia’s identity.

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After all, too much time had passed. It was so long that the world had already forgotten their existence, and even Lingyun Kingdom and the glorious Lingyun era!

All this while, where had the State Preceptor gone?

Where were the troops of Lingyun Kingdom?

Was His Majesty safe?

When a long time passed, when dust buried the truth of history, when old friends gradually aged… was there really still a chance to fight back?

After so many years, they had to get an explanation, even if it was only for themselves!

“You’re right. There has to be an explanation for all of this.”

Feng Xia sighed and his aura became more and more profound. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stretched out a finger and a weak flame jumped up from his fingertip.

Swoosh—

Although the flame was weak, it was filled with a strange Dao rhythm that made crackling sounds. The village chief was stunned at first, then his aged eyes widened.

“This… this is…”

An invisible force field formed around the flame, dispelling the darkness that was everywhere in the ancestral temple!

This was a magical scene that he had never seen before.

One had to know that even with the power of the ancestral temple under his feet and the support of countless array masters and grandmasters back then, they could at most weaken the influence of the darkness and could not completely destroy it.

However, the flame in Feng Xia’s hand did it.

It burned the surrounding darkness and created a new sky. For the first time, a brand new world was burned in the depths of this wasteland!

The grand divine power of the Dao heart—Sentient Fury!

“This is… this is…”

The village chief’s breathing became more and more rapid. He took a few steps back, but his gaze did not move. He stared fixedly at Feng Xia’s fingertip and mumbled, “Success… Did it really succeed? That idea back then, that experiment… Could it really have succeeded?”

That experiment back then, that idea…

Feng Xia was dumbstruck. What the hell are you talking about?

How much troubles did Lingyun Kingdom run into when the great calamity arrived back then, and how much of these troubles were… still around today?

Perhaps even the village chief did not know the answer to this question.

Then it would be even more impossible for Feng Xia to know!

However, at this time, he had to pretend to know even if he did not. He had to understand even if he did not. Therefore, Feng Xia nodded and said in a serious voice.

“In a sense, he did succeed. It’s just that this is the first step.”

After saying half a sentence, Feng Xia shook his head calmly and did not go on. “As you can see, this divine power is only in its embryonic form. It’s still far from perfection.”

These words were not just empty words.

The Sentient Fury was indeed a grand divine power of the Dao heart that Feng Xia had created after repeated dream reincarnations, with the help of his attribute superpower and thousands of different cultivation techniques.

It only had one goal… to stop the great calamity and destroy the weirdness!

However, Feng Xia’s strength was still limited on its own.

Even after repeated reincarnations, the Sentient Fury divine power could only be considered to have just been completed. It was actually still quite far from the perfect state that Feng Xia had expected.

Originally, Feng Xia thought that after the matter of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons was settled, he could work hard and slowly perfect this divine power.

However, at this moment, he saw a new possibility—

That was right. There were so many old men and women in this village. Every one of them could be said to have a high cultivation level and was knowledgeable… Was that not the best tool?

No, the best fellow practitioners to sit and talk about the Dao?

“In any case, I don’t intend to keep this divine power to myself. It’s a divine power that can restrain the Holy Son and the source of the weirdness. Only by spreading it as far as possible can I completely end the source of the weirdness!”

Feng Xia quickly found a perfect excuse for himself.

His actions should be called brainstorming!

“It’s indeed not perfect yet. There’s still a lot of room for growth.”

After hearing Feng Xia’s words, the village chief looked quite convinced. He nodded and an intense smile appeared on his aged face. “But at least we have hope, right?”

From that weak flame, he experienced a hope that he had never felt in more than 3,000 years… hope of sweeping away the darkness and returning peace to the world!

At this moment, his body seemed to shine.

In the past, the village chief was strong, but he was always shrouded in a depressive aura.

However, at this moment, his aura was gradually being released. It was extremely resplendent and revealed an unprecedented fighting spirit. He was sharp and aggressive, as if he had returned to the time when he was still the Dragon Prince of the East Sea who was filled with fighting spirit!

“His Majesty didn’t go back on his word. We still have hope… still have hope of defeating the enemy!”

The village chief muttered to himself. At a certain moment, he suddenly turned around and looked at Feng Xia with bright eyes. “State Preceptor… please come with me!”

Feng Xia was curious, but he still nodded and followed.

“Alright.”

Well, usually, the more mysterious the persona, the colder the style.

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Therefore, it was definitely not wrong to say less.

At this moment, Feng Xia could basically confirm that the thing suppressed in the depths of the ancestral temple was most likely the Holy Son’s true form, and the source of the weirdness that caused the tribulations of Lingyun Kingdom!

However, from the looks of it, there seemed to be a deeper reason why the mysterious real State Preceptor of Lingyun Kingdom chose to move the ancestral temple here.

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The space inside the ancestral temple was even wider than what Feng Xia expected. Based on his estimation, this might be because in real history, when Lingyun Kingdom moved the ancestral temple, they reforged and strengthened this treasure.

Compared to the one in the dream realm, the ancestral temple in reality might actually be the ancestral temple to the power of 16!

Not long after, the village chief pushed open a heavy stone door. Feng Xia squinted his eyes and looked ahead. He could not help but be stunned.

In that direction stood a huge golden bell!

“The patterns on this bell seem a little familiar…”

As Feng Xia looked on, his expression became more and more surprised. “This is… the grand divine power of the Eight Notes of the Celestial Dragon?”

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