Fantasy: The Strongest Ancestor! I Am Invincible!

[Name: Zhang Xiafeng]

[Age: seventy-nine]

[Cultivation Level: Peak of the Ninth Level of Danxuan Realm]

[Affiliation: Disciples of the Zhang family in Luocheng]

[Cultivation qualifications: Ranking in the middle level of Xuan level (qualification levels from low to high are: Huang level, Xuan level, Earth level, Heaven level, Dao level, Saint level, Emperor level, Immortal level)]

[Other talents: Possessing the talent of high-grade yellow-grade swordsmanship, possessing the talent of high-grade Xuan-grade marksmanship, and possessing the potential of low-grade earth-grade illusions, etc.]

[Practice skills: Hunyuan Zhenqi Jue (middle grade Xuanjie), Canglang Sword Jue (lower grade Xuanjie)]

[Magic Equipment: Canglang Sword (Danxuan Realm Level Magic Weapon)]

[Lucky index: yellow level (luck colors from low to high are black, white, yellow, green, cyan, blue, red, purple, orange, gold)]

Ye Xingyun nodded with satisfaction.

Relying on this new scanning function, anyone you face in the future will be able to understand their roots.

..

Ye Xingyun closed his eyes slightly, causing the power of the avenue to tremble slightly.

Above the endless forest, a huge pupil appeared, breathtaking and overwhelming.

"What exactly is that..."

"One eye, one eye that can't see anywhere!"

"So huge! Is some great power spying on us?"

"Could they be the legendary giants in the heaven and human realm? It is said that they can reach for the stars and chase the moon. Once they get angry, they can trigger the power of heaven and earth."

"Even a strong person in the Heavenly Realm would find it difficult to achieve this level, right?"

Countless casual cultivators, disciples of aristocratic families, and sect elites were all dumbfounded, looking up at the terrifying giant eye in the sky.

Some people were paralyzed on the ground due to fear, and their pupils were too terrifying.

With just a glance, blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and the gap between realms was like a chasm!

...

[Name: Li Erxiao]

[Age: ninety-five years old]

[Cultivation level: Third level of Danxuan realm]

[Cultivation Qualification: Yellow Grade Middle Grade]

...

[Name: Wang Li]

[Age: one hundred and twenty years old]

[Cultivation Level: Third Heaven of Divine Mansion Realm]

[Cultivation Qualification: Upper Xuan Grade]

[Other talents: Earth-level low-grade swordsmanship understanding]

.....

Although Ye Xingyun wanted to keep a low profile, the Endless Forest was so vast that it was as big as a blue star.

If you don't use magical powers to investigate, it is really a waste of time.

After reviewing it, he was disappointed.

He has not met any real geniuses who can catch his eye, and among them there are many famous talents from all over the world.

However, in his eyes, these people still seemed mediocre.

Even if he is not compared with himself, even if he is compared with his father Ye Yunxiao or his grandfather.

These so-called geniuses are all slightly lacking.

Ye Xingyun is lazy by nature, but he can train ordinary people to become strong.

It just took too long and he didn't want to bother with it.

It would be much easier if we could find real geniuses.

Just teach them a few Great Emperor classics and let them practice on their own.

"In the land of Lanzhou, the three sects of Xian Yin Sect, Daoyuan Sect and Youquan Mansion are the most prosperous..."

"Why don't I go to Daoyuan Sect and Youquan Mansion to look for disciple candidates?"

Large sects often have talented people, and maybe they can find a suitable candidate.

Disciples who value it should negotiate with their elders to transfer it to themselves, promising benefits, and they should be able to reach an agreement.

To save trouble, Ye Xingyun, with a tap of his fingertips, instantly broke through the space barrier, and his figure disappeared into nothingness.

.....

One day later, in front of Daoyuan Sect's mountain gate.

Where Daoyuan Sect is located, thousands of peaks float and thousands of waters hang upside down.

The auspicious aura of immortality fills the air, and auspicious beasts guard the door.

Groups of cranes fly through the clouds, forming a grand scene of fairyland.

Compared to the Immortal Yin Sect, the Daoyuan Sect is superior in appearance.

It has a more fairy-like atmosphere and conforms to all the world's fantasies about the holy land of the fairy family.

"Our Immortal Yin Sect is indeed too low-key..."

Above the clouds, Ye Xingyun stood with his hands behind his back, quietly admiring this fairyland.

At this moment, he set his sights on a valley outside the Daoyuan Sect's mountain gate.

Suddenly, strong fluctuations erupted in the valley, spiritual energy surged, and rays of light shone everywhere.

"Catch him quickly! Destroy him!"

"Brother Cheng, he is just a waste!"

"What Brother Ning said is wrong. He is an ancient holy body. In the era when the Great Emperor did not appear, he was a first-rate existence!"

"The ancient holy body is just a clown. Its blood is as strong as iron and cannot be awakened. No matter how good the physique is, it is useless!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The bitter and harsh laughter tore through the sky.

The young man clenched his fists, his eyes were scarlet, his clothes were torn, and his skin was covered with knife marks.

The blood flowing out turned golden!

Although the golden blood has lost its former glory at this moment and becomes dim.

But it is still a symbol of the ancient Holy Body.

Ten teenagers of the same age surrounded him, their faces full of ridicule and sarcasm, and they kept saying bad things to him.

They are both monks in the spiritual realm, even though they are about the same age.

But because the young man was unable to practice, he had already been left far behind.

Now, ten people are attacking one person, and the young man can only defend passively!

Although the ancient holy body has lost its color, the physical body is still as strong as divine iron and has immense power.

These ten young men in the spiritual vein realm must use spiritual vein realm magic weapons to hurt him at all!

Listen to their taunts.

The young man gritted his teeth and buried his emotions of humiliation, unwillingness and anger deep in his heart.

He knows that the only way to prove everything is with his fists!

"You call me a waste, but if you beat one out of ten and still can't defeat me after an hour, doesn't it make you look even more useless?"

The young man's words were like a sharp sword piercing the hearts of the ten young men, making them heartbroken.

"Ye Fan, you are looking for death!"

A young man rushed towards Ye Fan brandishing a sword in his hand.

The sword's light was cold, and it slashed down in the air, as if it wanted to split the space.

Ye Fan shouted angrily, and this time, he no longer dodge.

The arm was blocked, and the sword instantly cut into the arm, causing blood to spurt out.

Although the ancient holy body has not yet awakened, its physique is still strong.

The sword only cut halfway before being blocked by hard bone.

The young man's face changed greatly when he saw this, and he didn't wait for him to draw his sword.

Ye Fan exerted force, punched his chest, and blood spurted out.

"Pfft... uh... you... this madman..."

The young man spurted blood from his mouth, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

When he was dying, he struggled to withdraw the sword, intending to die with Ye Fan.

Click...!

Ye Fan grabbed the boy's arm and threw him away. The body fell heavily to the ground, without any breath.

"Come together and avenge Brother Cheng!"

The young man known as Brother Ning roared angrily, holding a lamp-shaped magic weapon in his hand.

Under the urging, the blazing flame ignited from the wick and swept towards Ye Fan.

The other eight teenagers also activated their magic weapons one after another, and several attack streams shot out quickly.

The momentum was so fierce that it seemed to tear the space apart.

Ye Fan said nothing and rushed towards the crowd.

Despite the fierce fire burning his skin, it was burnt black and the pain was unbearable, but he never frowned.

He snatched the lamp from Brother Ning's hand, squeezed it hard, and instantly shattered it into pieces.

This scene made the remaining nine people's eyes widen with shock.

How could the unawakened ancient holy body have such terrifying power?

Can you destroy a magic weapon with your bare hands?

"No...impossible..."

Brother Ning was grabbed by Ye Fan's neck and lifted into the air, shaking his head crazily.

Bright yellow liquid overflowed from the mouth and nose, with a fishy stench.

"You can't kill him, stop it!"

Brother Ning, as the only leader at this moment, must not lose his life again.

Click...!

Ye Fan tightened his grip around Brother Ning's neck and immediately broke it.

A large amount of blood sprayed on him, staining his whole body red.

Later, Ye Fan lifted Brother Ning's headless body and threw it at a teenager who rushed over.

There was a thud.

The two bodies collided together, and the young man screamed repeatedly.

The internal organs were instantly broken, the skin was torn and the flesh was torn, and death occurred in an instant.

And Brother Ning's headless body also shattered into pieces under the impact...