Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 533: The Ancestral Spirit Manifests

"Sect Leader!"

Seeing Lu Yuan being blasted back by the opponent's punch, everyone in the Ancestral Temple rushed out without hesitation, helping up the breathless Lu Yuan.

"Sect Leader, are you alright?"

"This is intriguing! This decrepit temple is truly no simple place; I didn't realize so many people were hiding here!"

Zhang Cang exclaimed in surprise upon seeing several cultivators suddenly dart out from the temple.

A hint of shock and doubt also flashed across the fierce face of Jin Ba. Their Divine Sense was incredibly keen, yet from beginning to end, they had not detected that so many cultivators were harbored within this temple.

This further confirmed the suspicion of the two, that there must be something unusual about this temple.

"How dare you, thieves! This place is the sacred ground of the Ancestral Temple of the Li Gui Sect. Outsiders are not allowed to enter!"

Another elder from the Li Gui Sect flew out, blocking the two Great Saints and shouted fiercely yet with a trembling heart.

"Hmph, courting death!" Zhang Cang's expression turned cold as he conjured a Palm Imprint from the sky and brought it crashing down.

"Boom!"

As the Palm Imprint descended, light erupted, and the surrounding area rumbled. The elder was also sent flying and smashed heavily into the ground, violently spitting out fresh blood. With more breaths going in than coming out, it looked as if he would not survive much longer.

"Elder Chen!"

Everyone was shocked and angry, not expecting these two to make such a deadly move.

"Elder Chen, are you okay?" An elder surnamed Liu, who had a close relationship with Elder Chen, urgently inquired.

But Elder Chen had been seriously injured by a strike from a saint, and the fact that he had not died on the spot was already a testament to his resilience. His soul was gradually leaving his physical body, on its way to reincarnation.

His condition looked irreversible.

"Elder Chen, don't be like this! We were both street orphans, and owe our lives to the Li Gui Sect. We promised to live and die together; you can't go before me!" Elder Liu cried in grief, "We agreed together, that after we broke through to the Holy's Realm, we would go to the Dongju Continent to recruit talented disciples for the sect. How can you depart first?"

However, Elder Chen's breath grew weaker and weaker, and Elder Liu, cradling him in his arms, could clearly feel Elder Chen's body gradually turning cold.

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Elder Liu's voice was filled with sorrow and compassion, stirring emotion and resonance in the other elders.

Elder Liu turned his gaze towards the two saintly figures, Zhang Cang and Jin Ba, with fire shooting from his eyes.

"Fellow elders, let us strike together to avenge Elder Liu! Protect the Ancestral Temple, we must not allow these two villains to defile it!"

"Kill! We can't let these two villains defile the Ancestral Temple!"

Though the other elders of the Li Gui Sect were not as strong as Zhang Cang and Jin Ba in cultivation level, they were similarly fearless.

The remaining seven elders moved as one, leaping into the air, encircling the two completely.

"Kill!"

The seven elders' strengths ranged from the Peak of Dragon Transformation to the Early Stage of Dragon Transformation.

The seven unleashed their breath, sending seven resplendent crimson beams skyrocketing, which coalesced into a giant Ghost King Seal in the void, shrouded in swirling black mist, overshadowing the whole Ancestral Temple.

"Hmph, the light of fireflies dares to compete with the bright moon?" Zhang Cang and Jin Ba sneered in disdain.

The seven jointly set up a formation, and indeed the Ghost King Seal was formidable, but they were facing two powerful beings at the peak of a saint's cultivation level.

"Break!"

Zhang Cang and Jin Ba, one on the left and one on the right, their bodies flickered with blue and green radiance. With the sound of thunder and lightning, they struck at the Ghost King Seal simultaneously.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, and the Great Dao Laws flickered. The Ghost King Seal instantly crumbled under their joint assault, turning into a sky full of black mist, which eventually dissipated like smoke.

The seven elders also endured a tremendous backlash.

"Ah..."

All seven were sent flying, striking the exterior walls of the Ancestral Temple. After a few dull thuds, they finally came to a halt.

"A rabble of nobodies, daring to obstruct my brother and me—you truly do not know whether to live or die!"

Zhang Cang glanced at the Elders with scorn.

At this moment.

All eight Elders and the Sect Leader of the Li Gui Sect lay defeated on the ground, devoid of any fighting strength.

"Elder Liu, are you alright!"

In front of the Ancestral Temple, a robust middle-aged Elder braced himself, looking over at Elder Liu with concern.

Because of Elder Chen, Elder Liu had fought most desperately, but in turn had received the greatest backlash, and now his injuries were also the most severe.

The qi within his body also began to grow chaotic.

Elder Liu's gaze was hazy, his trembling right hand resting upon the threshold of the Ancestral Temple.

"Great Ancestor, our Li Gui Sect lineage has guarded you for a million years, watched over your grave for an entire million years. Today, this situation is beyond our ability to resist, I fear that after today, the Ancestral Temple will no longer exist!"

Many disciples of the Li Gui Sect were orphans from the Dongju Continent who had roamed since childhood, without the opportunity to be admitted to a Sect before being taken in by the Li Gui Sect.

Most of these disciples were loyal to the Sect. It can be said that the Li Gui Sect was the home for these Elder disciples, and they felt a strong sense of belonging to the Ancestral Temple.

Now, as they watched powerlessly unable to protect the Ancestral Temple, they couldn't help feeling a mix of sorrow and fury.

Lu Yuan stumbled forward, supporting his battered body, to the front of the Ancestral Temple.

"Great Ancestor, you left us this Ancestral Temple, the ancestral teachings, to offer incense to this temple every year. I am truly ashamed that, fearing for next year, I may not be able to make an offering to you!"

Afterwards, he panted heavily, his gaze filled with determination as he spoke.

"Today, as long as I, Lu Yuan, have a breath left in me, I won't let you two take a single step into the Ancestral Temple!"

Inside the Ancestral Temple, a Divine Lamp rested upon the altar. Since the founding of the Li Gui Sect, the flame of this lamp had never been extinguished.

While everyone was fighting just now, no one had noticed.

The flickering flame in the center of that War God Lamp on the altar suddenly began to shimmer.

The flame of the Divine Lamp grew increasingly intense, the fire larger and larger, expanding continuously.

At last, that flame transformed into a gateway.

A divine light twinkled, and a silhouette emerged from the gateway.

Qinchuan had just stepped out of the portal when he heard someone speak of a disciple's shame, and that next year they might not be able to continue their offerings to the Great Ancestor.

His Divine Sense swept over the area, instantly understanding what had transpired within the scene.

Jin Ba sneered and said, "Such a loyal grandchild you are. Since you're so devoted, I'll send you to meet your old Ancestor!"

With that, he began to gather his Palm Imprint in his hand.

Just as he was about to bring his palm crashing down, suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

"That will depend on whether you have the skill to do so!"

Qinchuan casually walked out of the temple, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of every person present.

"Oh! Another one?" Zhang Cang's eyes briefly flashed with malice, unable to peer into the interior of the temple, believing Qinchuan to have been hiding inside all along.

However, Lu Yuan and the other Elders exchanged glances in confusion.

Only they nine were clearly inside the Ancestral Temple.

So where had this man sprung from?

When Qinchuan fully emerged from the Ancestral Temple, and Lu Yuan and the others saw his face,

the Sect Leader of the Li Gui Sect, Lu Yuan, and the eight great Elders were all stunned at once.

Everyone exchanged looks, their hearts struck with immeasurable shock.

The face of Qinchuan was the spitting image of the man enshrined within the Ancestral Temple.

All members of the Li Gui Sect were shaken to their cores, aghast in this instant: "Could it be... the Great Ancestor has manifested?!"