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Chapter 1514 The Powerful Night Ancestor

"Night without boundaries?"

A soft murmur escaped from Wang Xian's throat, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty. I don't recognize this Ye Wujiang at all!

Lin Xue looked at Wang Xian's puzzled expression, a meaningful arc appeared at the corner of her lips, and an elusive light flashed in her eyes: "Ye Wujiang is Ye Zu."

"Ye Zu?!"

Wang Xian raised his head suddenly, looking quite shocked.

Lin Xue nodded slightly and chuckled, "Ye Wujiang is very special. During his peak period, he was only one step away from reaching the 'forbidden level'."

Her voice was low and distant, as if it came from the depths of time, carrying the vicissitudes and heaviness of the years. "And his special characteristics should be helpful to your breakthrough."

The hints in the words made Wang Xian more curious.

Wang Xian leaned forward, his eyes locked on Lin Xue, his eyes full of inquiry: "What's so special about Ye Zu?"

The sporadic conversations with Ye Zu in his memory surged in his mind, but apart from the strange aura that was vaguely present on the other party, he could not find anything special. He urgently wanted to get an answer from Lin Xue.

Lin Xue chuckled again: "If Ye Wujiang wants to tell you, he will tell you. Okay, go ahead."

Her words were somewhat casual, but they also made Wang Xian more certain that the secret of Ye Zu might only be revealed by himself.

Wang Xian was silent for a moment, then finally stood up and said goodbye.

Lin Xue's words were like a stone thrown into a deep pool, and the ripples it caused took a long time to subside.

Since Ye Zu could possibly help him break through to the 'Immortal Realm', a trip to Dao Yu was imperative.

However, before heading to the Dao Realm, there is still one thing to do - that is to find Meng Zu.

Since we are all heading to the Dao Realm, it would be a bit unreasonable not to bring this Taoist ancestor with us.

At this time, the Fairy Palace territory was a scene of peace.

The sun shines through layers of clouds, casting a soft glow and covering the entire territory with a layer of golden gauze.

Mu Jin was wearing a green wide-sleeved skirt, and the silver bells tied around her waist swayed gently with her steps, making pleasant sounds.

She was holding Ali's little hand, bending down to play with the spiritual flowers blooming on the roadside, with a gentle smile on her face.

Hela followed behind, skipping and jumping, occasionally squatting down, as if she had discovered something interesting.

Nangong Wu stood aside, her red dress rustling in the wind, and she gently flipped the book in her hands. From time to time, she looked up at the laughing adults and children, her eyes full of doting.

When Wang Xian appeared in front of them, Nangong Wu was the first to notice. She raised her hand to tuck the hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears, her movements were graceful and natural, with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Xiao Xian, why are you here?"

Her voice was soft and full of concern.

"I'm going to the Dao Realm."

"Ah."

Nangong Wu didn't ask any reason. As long as it was what Wang Xian wanted to do, she would support him.

Wang Xian stepped forward, hugged Nangong Wu gently, pinched Hela and Ahri's little faces, and finally left.

"Ahhhh! Why didn't you say goodbye to me?"

Mu Jin, who was watching the whole process, let out an "angry roar".

Nangong Wu directly ignored Mu Jin, while Ahri and Hela looked at each other and chose to ignore him. The two little ones held hands and continued to explore the territory of "Asgard".

Outside the territory of the 'Immortal Palace', the strong men from the ten major immortal sects still did not leave, but they did not notice Wang Xian's departure at all.

After leaving the "Immortal Palace" territory, Wang Xian found an uninhabited area. A dazzling light appeared in his palm. The light became brighter and brighter, and a space crack slowly opened up before his eyes.

In the crack, there is deep darkness, as if leading to an unknown world.

The moment you step into the crack, time and space seem to be distorted, the surrounding scenes change rapidly, all kinds of lights and shadows flash before your eyes, and there is the sound of whistling wind in your ears, as if the whole world is spinning.

When the light faded, Wang Xian had already arrived near the Dao Realm.

A vast starry sky appeared before his eyes, with the Dao Realm suspended in it, like a pearl shrouded in a mysterious veil. The restrictions covering the Dao Realm glowed with an almost transparent light, like a layer of flowing water curtain, separating the entire Dao Realm from the outside world.

On the surface of the ban, there were dense runes flowing, emitting a powerful pressure.

Wang Xian stretched out his hand to touch the restriction. As soon as his fingertips touched it, he felt a powerful force surging, as if countless hands were pulling his fingers.

"This restriction... should be of the Heavenly Emperor level!"

Wang Xian muttered to himself, his brows furrowed tightly, his eyes full of sighs.

Once upon a time, he thought that he could easily break through it with the combat power of the "Immortal Emperor", but now he thinks that he was too naive.

The power of this restriction was far beyond his imagination.

Although the Dao Realm was covered by restrictions, it did not affect communication between the inside and outside. Through the restrictions, one could see the crowds of people inside. In the entire Dao Realm, there were only two races: the human race and the Dao race.

Inside the restricted area, a large number of human monks were wearing uniform black robes, holding spears with cold light flashing on the tips of their spears, and looking around vigilantly, each look revealing alertness and vigilance; a small number of Taoist monks were wearing green robes, with mysterious runes lingering around their bodies, the runes emitting faint light, and they stood quietly in various important positions, like statues guarding the Taoist realm.

Outside the restriction, monks from different races gathered here, creating a lively scene.

There are the winged demons, the scales on their wings sparkling with exotic colors under the starlight, and each scale looks like a carefully carved gem; there are the thunder clan whose bodies are wrapped in lightning, with crackling lightning all around them, and that lightning flickers in the darkness, as if it were a symbol of their power; there are also the underworld clan that exude the breath of death, with black fog lingering around them, their faces cannot be seen clearly, and one can only vaguely see the bone armor on their bodies, which exudes a gloomy breath.

Wang Xian summoned the Dream Ancestor from the inner world, but this action did not attract the attention of the races outside the restriction.

After all, the 'Eternal Universe' after the fusion of the nine inner universes is too huge, and there are countless cultivators. Not all cultivators will pay attention to the things in the 'Immortal Palace' territory.

They were still busy with their own affairs and communicating with the monks in the restricted area.

However, the human and Taoist people within the restriction discovered Wang Xian and Meng Zu first.

The human monk who was on patrol was stunned at first, the spear in his hand almost slipped, and his face was full of surprise; then a light of ecstasy burst out in his eyes, and that light seemed to illuminate the entire Taoist realm.

The Taoist monk trembled slightly, his face full of disbelief, as if he had seen something incredible.

The next moment, they all put down what they were doing and ran towards Wang Xian and Meng Zu. Their hurried footsteps raised clouds of dust, which flew in the air and did not dissipate for a long time.

At the same time, many human races secretly crushed the communication jade slips and quickly passed the news to the strong men in the Dao domain. The light of the broken jade slips was like a meteor. The attention of the cultivators of various races outside the restriction was quickly attracted. They stopped what they were doing and cast their eyes on Wang Xian and Meng Zu.

The entire space seemed to suddenly become quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind and the monks' breathing.

"Who is this human? Why did they make the humans and Taoists in the Dao Realm so panicked?" asked a demon cultivator with a snake tail, his eyes full of confusion, and his snake tail swayed unconsciously.

"What's the panic? That's excitement! Excitement!" A fire cultivator next to him, whose whole body was burning with flames, corrected him, and the flames on his body jumped more violently, "To make the people in Dao Realm like this, these two people must be extraordinary."

“It’s thrilling and exciting indeed!”

Someone else echoed, with a hint of nervousness in his voice, "But who are they?"

Everyone's eyes were filled with curiosity and exploration.

"It should be that these two people know the human race and the Dao race in the Dao domain."

"You are talking nonsense. If the human race and the Dao race in the Dao Realm didn't know these two people, how could they gather around them and be so excited?"

Are you guys off topic? Shouldn't we be discussing who these two are?"

As time went by, various speculations arose one after another, and monks of various races whispered to each other, their eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

The discussions grew louder and louder, as if they were about to break through the shackles of the ban.

Just as a group of cultivators were discussing, a dozen Taoist cultivators within the Taoist restriction suddenly knelt down in unison towards Meng Zu.

Their expressions were solemn, their eyes full of awe, as if they were facing a supreme being, and they shouted respectfully: "Welcome back Meng Zu."

Unfortunately, due to the obstruction of the ban, the sound could not be transmitted, but the shape of their mouths made it clear to the cultivators of all races present that what they were shouting was "Welcome back, Meng Zu."

This scene shocked all the monks, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"Dream Ancestor?"

"Does the Dao Clan have such an ancestor?"

"I haven't heard of it. Doesn't the Dao Clan only have two ancestors, Yin Yang Dao Zu and Five Elements Dao Zu?"

"I don't know."

The monks of all races fell into confusion again. They whispered to each other and the discussions became louder and louder.

Wang Xian and Meng Zu stood quietly where they were, waiting for a response from the Dao Realm.

More than ten breaths of time seemed to be infinitely stretched in this world filled with the mysterious rhyme of Tao.

The spiritual particles floating in the air seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for something.

Finally, ripples appeared in the void, and the space twisted and trembled like a mirror. Two figures slowly emerged from it. They were the two famous ancestors of the Taoist clan - the Five Elements Taoist Ancestor and the Yin and Yang Taoist Ancestor.

The Five Elements Taoist Ancestor's body is surrounded by gold, green, blue, red and yellow colored lights. As the five lights flow, there seems to be an endless rhythm of the Tao.

Black and white air currents were swirling around the Yin-Yang Taoist Patriarch, like a Yin-Yang fish slowly turning, exuding a mysterious aura.

At this moment, the faces of the two Dao Ancestors were filled with irrepressible excitement, and their eyes were flashing with a fiery light, which was the joy and nervousness of seeing old friends after thousands of years of waiting.

Over the years, they have spared no effort in searching for the whereabouts of Wang Xian and Meng Zu, and have taken out various treasures and secret methods to ask cultivators of all races to help keep an eye out, but the responses they received were all fruitless.

For countless days and nights, worry grew wildly in their hearts like a vine.

The Taoist Ancestor of Yin and Yang often gazed at the vast starry sky in the middle of the night, frowning and speculating secretly in his heart; the Taoist Ancestor of the Five Elements also often pondered over the ancient formations passed down by the Taoist clan, his eyes full of worry.

They even pessimistically believed that Wang Xian and Meng Zu might have met with an accident, otherwise why had they not been heard from for thousands of years.

Not far away, Meng Zu stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his white robe swaying in the wind.

There was a slight ripple on her cold face, which was a faint expression of her inner excitement.

However, she had a cold personality, and with the existence of the ban, she suppressed this emotion. She just stood there quietly, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Wang Xian stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed.

His aura was restrained, like the calm surface of a lake, without any ripples.

Although he and Meng Zu are Taoist companions, his relationship with Yin Yang Taoist and Five Elements Taoist is just ordinary. Therefore, he did not show too much emotional fluctuation at this moment. He just nodded slightly as a greeting.

At this moment, a dazzling stream of light streaked across the sky of Dao Realm, as fast as lightning, tearing through the clouds in an instant.

A sharp sonic boom was heard in the air, and the stream of light fell like a meteor, rushing towards the direction of Yin Yang Taoist Ancestor and Five Elements Taoist Ancestor.

The moment it landed, the light dissipated, revealing a small figure.

This figure was only the size of a child, delicate and cute. She had big round eyes, pink cheeks, and wore a bronze battle skirt. As soon as her small figure appeared, her eyes lit up with surprise, and she flew towards Wang Xian without hesitation, calling out vague and intimate names.

However, with a "bang", she hit a layer of transparent restriction hard.

Wang Xian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He stared at the little person in front of him, his lips trembling slightly.

Jiang Mengmeng!

It turned out to be Jiang Mengmeng!

This confused him greatly.

You know, in the 'eternal universe', thousands of years have passed quietly, but the Jiang Mengmeng in front of him, both in appearance and figure, is exactly the same as when he left in his memory, still that cute little one.

Jiang Mengmeng bumped into the restriction, rubbed her red forehead, and stood up again.

She curled her lips, her face full of grievance, and her big eyes quickly filled with mist, like two lakes about to burst their dams.

Wang Xian's heart tightened suddenly when he saw this, and panic instantly surged into his heart.

Although he and Jiang Mengmeng had not seen each other for hundreds of years, this deep love for her had grown stronger with the passage of time. How could he bear to see Jiang Mengmeng looking so aggrieved?

"Mengmeng, be good, don't cry, your brother is back."

Although he knew that Jiang Mengmeng couldn't hear his voice, Wang Xian still comforted Jiang Mengmeng through the restriction.

"Wuwuwu...Brother Wang Xian, you are finally back."

Jiang Mengmeng burst into tears, crying very sadly, as if a little abandoned animal had found its family again. (End of this chapter)