Destined Antagonist: I Refuse To Annul The Engagement!

Continuing upwards, the obvious signs of the ancestral heritage branding have significantly diminished.

When I first entered, there was probably one every ten zhang, but after reaching three thousand zhang, it would take a hundred zhang to encounter one. And now, it might take a thousand zhang to see a figure representing the heritage.

Along the way, I encountered two ancient ancestors.

Both of them were humble and not as arrogant as a true destined person. They honestly informed Jiang Xuan that their heritage... in terms of his 95% bloodline concentration, was somewhat insignificant and not worth mentioning.

They encouraged Jiang Xuan to continue forward and try to bring back the ancestral heritage to the Jiang family.

After all, the era when the ancestor was present was the peak of the Jiang family's prosperity. Even a Saint with a long lifespan would have to bow down.

If Jiang Xuan could reproduce the ancestral heritage and reach the same supreme height as the ancestor, the Jiang family would surely restore its ancient reputation as a long-lived immortal clan and dominate the Profound Heaven, watching over all realms!

After about the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, Jiang Xuan arrived at a position of twenty thousand zhang. This is... the end of the spiritual space!

On the solid wall, which resembled a substantial entity under the milky white light, there were inscriptions of profound patterns, containing depth and antiquity, as if the origin of the Great Dao, captivating people.

"Is this the end?"

Jiang Xuan was a little confused. There wasn't even a figure, let alone the so-called ancestral heritage. Even if it was just an ordinary heritage, there was nothing here!

"Am I going to become a clown?" Jiang Xuan's mouth twitched.

It was already certain that Jiang Qiankun would return empty-handed, and after going out, he would most likely be nailed to the pillar of shame in the Jiang family for generations to come.

But... he didn't want to accompany Jiang Qiankun in being "celebrated"!

"Don't mess around!" Jiang Xuan frowned, clenched his fists, and hammered the milky white wall.

Buzz—

The wall trembled slightly and emitted a faint brilliance. A cold sensation surged into Jiang Xuan's body, not only not making him feel cold but also refreshing his mind. Jiang Xuan's spirit also became slightly clearer.

His thinking seemed to have become more agile.

With a clear mind, Jiang Xuan's thoughts raced, and a flash of inspiration crossed his mind. "According to the ancestral records, the ancestral heritage should exist in the place of inheritance. It shouldn't be wrong."

"But I have reached the end and haven't found the ancestral heritage, which means..." Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the wall that blocked him, becoming more certain. "This is not the end of the place of inheritance!"

Activating his 95% bloodline concentration, a brilliant blood light manifested the profound rules through his spiritual consciousness.

Jiang Xuan punched the wall.

The profound rules flowed into the wall like a flock of birds returning to their nests.

The profound patterns on the wall burst into a brilliant light, as if verifying Jiang Xuan's bloodline concentration. Then, with the sound of cracking, the substantial wall revealed cracks.

It collapsed with a loud crash.

"Just as I thought!" Jiang Xuan's heart stirred. It seemed that behind this wall was the most core place of the Jiang family's inheritance.

The ancestral heritage might be there!

Immediately, Jiang Xuan stepped forward.

This was a relatively small secret room.

Unlike the spiritual space of twenty thousand zhang before, it was not enveloped in milky white light. On the contrary... it was very dim, with only a faint light and a heavy sense of oppression.

Jiang Xuan instinctively surveyed the space. It was empty and unremarkable, without even a trace of energy, plain and unadorned.

"This..." Jiang Xuan couldn't figure it out.

And at this moment, three figures suddenly appeared, very abruptly.

Or rather, they couldn't be described as figures.

A head that had been cut in half.

Although there was no flowing blood, it still gave a sense of blurred flesh and blood.

An arm that was nothing but skin and bones, with evil incantations wriggling on it, sending shivers down one's spine.

And... an eye without a pupil.

Jiang Xuan's eyes widened instantly, and a chilling feeling filled his heart. Although he was currently just a strand of spiritual consciousness, he couldn't help but tremble, a nameless fear engulfing his whole body.

If it weren't for the radiance emitted by that eye, soothing Jiang Xuan's mind, he would probably have fled in panic.

"Descendant of the Jiang family, do not be afraid. We are all members of the Jiang family. I am called Jiang Jue." The eye turned, and a voice appeared out of thin air.

"I am Jiang Zhuo," said the arm.

The half-headed figure chuckled lightly, "I am Jiang Tongtian, the ninth generation ancestor of the Jiang family."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan felt slightly relieved in his heart, but his mind was still a bit sluggish as he stared blankly at the three... ancestors, looking confused.

Above the ancestral origins, there were sporadic records about these three ancestors. They were all extremely powerful ancestors of the Jiang family in ancient times, with terrifying strength that could even rival gods and demons, defying the divine!

Such existences... leaving behind soul imprints and their own legacies, why would they manifest in such a terrifying appearance?

"Time is limited, we cannot answer all your doubts one by one, we can only roughly explain the reasons, so listen carefully."

The ninth generation ancestor quickly said, "In the ancient end of time, the eight great human kings led their armies into the ancestral land of the demon race, defying the Cangming Demon Emperor. When the Cangming Demon Emperor was on the verge of death, he cast an earth-shattering curse on the eight great royal clans. The descendants of the royal clans with powerful bloodline talents would have their lifespan diminished."

"The stronger the bloodline, the greater the decline. If the bloodline concentration reaches ninety-five, the lifespan will be only three hundred years."

The ninth generation ancestor looked at the black totem on Jiang Xuan's forehead and spoke with a heavy tone, "I believe you also know this information."

Jiang Xuan's expression was solemn as he nodded.

"And in our era, which is the ancient period, most of the Jiang family's extraordinary geniuses with bloodline concentrations above ninety have died prematurely as a result. Even many geniuses with bloodline concentrations in their eighties have perished midway due to the curse. The overall strength of the Jiang family has greatly declined." The ninth generation ancestor continued.

"And with the invasion of gods and demons and powerful enemies lurking, taking advantage of the weakness of our Jiang family, they launched a massive attack on us. The Jiang family suffered a devastating blow and lost many of its strong members. The entire Jiang family was on the verge of destruction!"

"We three also died in that great battle, our bodies shattered, leaving only these fragments."

"After the war, the second generation ancestor awakened the spirituality within our remaining bodies and sealed us here, waiting for the descendants of the Jiang family who could come to this place."

"And the second generation ancestor himself, he left the Celestial Wonders Realm and traveled through the heavens to find a way to lift the curse."

Jiang Xuan was stunned, staring at the three ancestors in confusion, "Three ancestors, why do you wait here for the descendants of the Jiang family?"

"Only disciples with bloodline concentrations above ninety can enter this place, which also means that they will inevitably be greatly affected by the curse and have a short lifespan."

The ninth generation ancestor looked at Jiang Xuan with pity and said in a deep voice, "The only way to delay the curse at present is to quickly reach the True God Realm."

"Especially you, child, your bloodline concentration has reached ninety-five, and your lifespan is only three hundred years."

"In the era when I achieved enlightenment, the Jiang family also had two extraordinary geniuses with bloodline concentrations of ninety-five, but without exception... they failed to achieve the True God Realm and perished when their lifespan ended."

"To break through to the True God Realm within three hundred years is extremely difficult!"

"Even if you have obtained the ancestral inheritance, I'm afraid there is only a slight possibility."

"Moreover, the second generation ancestor said that the ancestral inheritance is very special, and the ancestor did not leave behind a soul imprint. Therefore, to obtain the ancestral inheritance, one can only rely on the comprehension and understanding of the Jiang family disciples themselves. The difficulty is no less than reaching the heavens!"

"Therefore, the second generation ancestor sealed our remaining bodies here, hoping that we can assist the future generations with our own bodies as nourishment."

Hollow eyes, the venerable Jiang Jue also responded with a sigh, "We have been waiting for tens of millions of years, but we have never seen a disciple of the Jiang family enter this place... We thought that the Jiang family had already declined and fallen..."

"Fortunately, we have waited for you."

Jiang Zhuo chuckled, "Little one, with your bloodline reverting to the ninety-fifth generation, on par with the second generation ancestors, you are truly the great luck of our Jiang family. As long as you don't fall, the future of the Jiang family will undoubtedly be in your hands."

"Don't worry, with the three of us old folks here, we will definitely help you comprehend the ancestral inheritance."

"Obtaining the ancestral inheritance may only give you a slight possibility, but... there is still some hope after all."

Jiang Xuan stared at the three venerables, his emotions complex. In order to help the future generations of the Jiang family, he had sacrificed his body and waited for tens of millions of years in this confined space...

Most importantly, the result they were waiting for was to burn their bodies, sacrifice themselves, and completely vanish.

Even so, the three venerables had no complaints, and even enjoyed it.

A deep sense of reverence surged in Jiang Xuan's heart. He was speechless and choked with emotion, only able to respectfully bow, "Jiang Xuan, disciple of the Jiang family, thanks the three venerables!"

The three venerables chuckled, their laughter filled with contentment and hope.

"The continuation and prosperity of a family relies on its inheritance. We have only done what we should." The ninth generation ancestor spoke solemnly, "Seize the time, guard your mind, and the three of us will help you comprehend the ancestral inheritance!"

Jiang Xuan nodded solemnly, sat cross-legged, guarded his mind, and entered a state of clarity.

The three venerables did not hesitate either. Their bodies instantly ignited gentle and bright flames, illuminating the dim space and warming Jiang Xuan's soul.

Hum...

An indescribable power of time and space flowed like a trickle. The confined space collapsed, folded, and compressed, turning into a singularity and disappearing without a trace.

It was as if they had left the spiritual space and crossed into another dimension of time and space.

It was as if... they had traversed the river of time and leaped into the past and future.

Even Jiang Xuan's physical body, outside of the spiritual space, suddenly disappeared!

The Mountain Ancestor and the Ancient Ancestor were suddenly startled. They teleported to where Jiang Xuan had been, anxiously searching around, but they couldn't find any traces or aura.

They looked at each other, full of astonishment and panic.

"Jiang Xuan... Where is he?" The Ancient Ancestor's voice trembled.

If Jiang Xuan disappeared right under their noses, they would inevitably become the culprits of the Jiang family. Even if they died, they would never be able to forgive themselves!

Jiang Xuan, with a bloodline concentration of ninety-five, was too important to the current Jiang family!

Even if all of them, these old folks, perished, Jiang Xuan couldn't afford to have any mishaps!