Immortal God of War-Chapter 717 - 682: One Million War Ancestors_1

"Out!" the white-haired old man barked impatiently.

Qin Feiyang took a deep breath. "Let’s go!" He quietly signaled to Fatty and Wolf King, then turned and exited the great hall, emerging onto the square.

After they left, Fatty complained, "Boss, this Temple is too much; they don’t even consider us anything."

"That’s reality," Qin Feiyang transmitted via voice projection. "No matter how brilliant you are in the nine states, in the Imperial Capital, you are just an insignificant minor character. To earn others’ respect, you must prove yourself through your actions."

Fatty pouted, "Anyway, this Imperial Capital doesn’t impress Master Fatty."

Wolf King said, "I also find this place rather disagreeable."

Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "I told you not to come, but you insisted. Now that you’re here, just endure it!"

At that moment, Lu Xingchen and the others also began to exit the great hall in succession.

Ling Yu sighed, "I never thought that we, the heaven’s favored from the nine states, would fall to such a state."

The others also wore indignant expressions.

But what could they do?

When one is under another’s roof, one has no choice but to bow one’s head.

After calming their emotions, Wan Chou, Fengg Wuxie, and the twin sisters glanced at Qin Feiyang’s group, then departed first.

Watching the four figures disappear, Qin Feiyang furrowed his brow slightly.

He felt like he had missed something. Yet, he couldn’t quite recall what it was.

Just then, Lu Xingchen transmitted a message with a laugh, "Brother Qin, surely you know the locations of the Martial Palace and Elixir Palace, right?"

"I don’t," Qin Feiyang shook his head.

"UH!" Lu Xingchen was dumbfounded. As a prince of the Great Qin Empire, could he possibly not know the layout of the Temple?

Without offering an explanation, Qin Feiyang turned his head towards Tan Wu and said with a smile, "Brother Tan, from now on, we will be fellow disciples. I hope for your guidance!"

Tan Wu didn’t reply, merely watching him vigilantly.

Qin Feiyang was left speechless and laughed dryly.

SWISH!

Just then, a figure sped across the void above them.

Qin Feiyang looked up, flew high into the air, and shouted, "Senior Brother, please wait."

He obviously intended to ask for directions.

Lu Xingchen and the others exchanged glances and also flew up.

Simultaneously, the dark figure stopped high in the sky and turned to look at Qin Feiyang and the others.

This was a young man, appearing to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, roughly 1.8 meters tall, wearing a well-fitted black long robe, and possessing quite an impressive demeanor.

But the aura he exuded wasn’t very strong—only that of a Two-star War Ancestor.

However, on the chest of his robe was a very conspicuous white emblem: a small sword.

After Qin Feiyang and his group drew closer, the young man in black glanced at their chests and asked, "You’re new here?"

Qin Feiyang nodded.

Upon seeing Qin Feiyang’s nod, a trace of disdain flickered across the young man’s brow.

Qin Feiyang naturally noticed it but paid it no mind. He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and said with a smile, "May I ask, Senior Brother, how to get to the Martial Palace and Elixir Palace?"

He really doesn’t know? Lu Xingchen frowned imperceptibly. Initially, he had thought that Qin Feiyang was joking with him!

The young man in black didn’t answer, his gaze sweeping over Qin Feiyang’s group, lingering for an extra moment on Ren Wushuang and Shen Mei.

A subtle gleam flashed in his eyes.

The young man in black smiled, "It just so happens I am also returning to the Martial Palace. You can accompany me!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother," Ling Yu cupped his hands and said with a smile.

The young man in black chuckled, "We are all fellow disciples, why be so polite? Let’s go!"

With that, the group followed behind him, flying towards the depths of the Temple.

"Oh, yes," the young man in black said with a smile. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Xing Wanli; I am also a disciple of the Martial Palace."

Qin Feiyang responded, "I’m Qin Feiyang from Spirit State."

"Spirit State?" Xing Wanli paused, confused. "How is it that I’ve never heard of a place called Spirit State in the Imperial Capital?"

Qin Feiyang replied with a faint smile, "Not in the Imperial Capital, but Spirit State, one of the nine states."

"Ah, that place." Xing Wanli suddenly understood. "So, you are all from the nine states?"

Qin Feiyang nodded.

Now, Xing Wanli’s disdain deepened.

Observing his attitude, everyone felt quite unhappy, but they all chose to endure it.

After all, since it was their first time here, it was better to remain low-key.

Ling Yu asked, "Senior Brother Xing, could you tell us a bit about the Temple?"

"Of course," Xing Wanli explained. "Our Temple comprises seven main halls: the Elixir Palace, Martial Palace, Resource Hall, Service Hall, Law Enforcement Hall, Hall of Martial Gods, and the Martial Arts Treasury."

Fatty asked curiously, "What’s the Hall of Martial Gods?"

The others were also puzzled. They knew of the Elixir Palace, Martial Palace, Resource Hall, Service Hall, Law Enforcement Hall, and Martial Arts Treasury, but this Hall of Martial Gods was new to them.

"I’m not very clear on the specifics of the Hall of Martial Gods," Xing Wanli said, awe in his eyes. "But I’ve heard that it’s a terrifying place. The people inside are essentially old monsters who have lived for thousands of years. Of course, there are some young people too. However, without exception, any one of them is capable of easily crushing all the geniuses in the Imperial Capital."

Old monsters who have lived for thousands of years? Everyone exchanged glances, their hearts churning with disbelief.

Xing Wanli then asked, "Have you heard of the Eldest Prince?"

"No," Ling Yu and the others shook their heads.

However, Qin Feiyang’s eyebrows twitched slightly, unnoticed.

"I knew you wouldn’t have," Xing Wanli glanced at Qin Feiyang and the others indifferently. "The Eldest Prince is the son of the current Emperor and the Crown Prince of the Empire. Yet, even he is not qualified to enter the Hall of Martial Gods."

Everyone’s hearts trembled violently.

Even the Crown Prince wasn’t qualified to enter. What kind of existence was this Hall of Martial Gods?

"Don’t overthink it," Xing Wanli continued. "Because you will likely never enter the Hall of Martial Gods in your lifetime. Aside from these halls, our Temple also has two very famous ranking lists: the Elixir Expert List and the Martial God List. Each of these lists only has ten spots. Those who can make it onto these lists are the most outstanding geniuses among our Temple’s disciples. They are also the most powerful existences among the disciples. So, if you encounter anyone from these ranking lists in the future, you had best behave yourselves. Of course, you may never see them in your lifetime."

"Why?" everyone asked, puzzled.

"Because they are one-in-a-million prodigies, standing at the apex of the Temple’s disciples, and they rarely show themselves in public," Xing Wanli said.

Elixir Expert List, Martial God List... Hearing this, everyone’s hearts filled with yearning. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

However, Qin Feiyang kept his head down, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Next, Xing Wanli spoke at length about the Temple’s situation, but Qin Feiyang didn’t hear a single word.

「About an hour had passed.」

In the distance, a colossal structure entered everyone’s line of sight.

It was a palace, entirely black, spanning tens of miles and towering into the clouds. From afar, it resembled a ferocious beast lurking there, emitting an astonishing aura.

"That’s the Martial Palace," Xing Wanli introduced. "Our Martial Palace houses a million disciples; therefore, this grand palace is the largest and most magnificent structure in the entire Imperial Capital."

"So many!" Everyone was once again profoundly shocked.

All the Holy Temples in the nine states combined had less than a fifth of the people here!

Xing Wanli continued, "And all of these million disciples are War Ancestors."

BOOM!

At these words, everyone felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue. They trembled in body and mind, their heads reeling.

A million War Ancestor disciples! How is this possible?

One had to understand that in the nine states, any War Ancestor could be called a King. Take Spirit State, for example; all the War Ancestors combined, including the old master and Wang Hong, probably didn’t exceed thirty.

But here, just in the Martial Palace, there were up to a million War Ancestors.

What if one included the Elixir Palace? And the Service Hall, the Law Enforcement Hall?

If they expanded the scope a bit more and counted all the War Ancestors in the entire Imperial Capital... This number was simply unthinkable!

No wonder it was so difficult for people from the nine states to enter the Imperial Capital. The Imperial Capital was clearly not lacking in powerful individuals.

Only at this moment did they truly recognize reality.

These so-called prodigies from the nine states were nothing in the Temple, utterly dispensable.

Moreover, the Temple disciples they encountered here were becoming more numerous. But as for Qin Feiyang and these dozen or so new faces, even if someone passed by, no one gave them a second look. They showed extreme indifference.

SWISH!

「A moment later.」

The group, following Xing Wanli, landed on the square in front of the Martial Palace.

Even more people were coming and going in the square, but they were all hurrying, giving off an impression of coldness and aloofness.

"Every disciple of our Temple hopes to become a powerful figure admired by all, so they usually don’t loiter outside. They cultivate whenever they have time," Xing Wanli explained. "Anyone who does step out typically has specific business to attend to."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

It seemed the competition here was incredibly fierce!

Xing Wanli said, "Let’s go. I will take you to report to the Steward Elder; he will arrange cultivation chambers for you."

At this time, Lu Xingchen asked, "Senior Brother Xing, how do I get to the Elixir Palace?"

"Hmm?" Xing Wanli was taken aback, looked at Lu Xingchen, and asked, "Are you an Alchemist?"

"Yes," Lu Xingchen nodded.

Xing Wanli showed surprise but didn’t react strongly. He turned, pointed in the opposite direction, and said, "Do you see that grand palace over there? That’s the Elixir Palace, situated directly opposite our Martial Palace."

Everyone looked over.

In the distance, they saw a vast ancient pagoda, smaller in scale than the Martial Palace but similarly towering into the clouds.

Xing Wanli said, "The Elixir Palace isn’t far from here; you can head over there yourself!"

"Alright," Lu Xingchen nodded.

"Everyone else, follow me!" Xing Wanli waved his hand and walked towards the gate of the Martial Palace.

Tan Wu warily glanced at Qin Feiyang and followed closely.

Ling Yu, Dong Zhengyang, Shen Mei, and Ren Wushuang, however, looked at Qin Feiyang with suspicion.

Why did this guy seem so absent-minded the whole way?

But they didn’t ask much.

Ling Yu cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Brother Qin, we’ll get together when we have time."

"Alright." Qin Feiyang nodded, then looked at Shen Mei and Ren Wushuang and warned, "You two should be careful of that Xing Wanli."

"Why?" both women asked, surprised.

Qin Feiyang whispered, "The way that man looks at you is somewhat strange. I’m afraid he has ulterior motives."

"I noticed that too," Lu Xingchen also said thoughtfully. "I even suspect he offered to guide us primarily because of you two."

"Really?" Shen Mei and Ren Wushuang looked at each other.

Qin Feiyang smiled, "In any case, it’s always right to be vigilant."

The two women nodded.

Ren Wushuang said, "Then we’re going. Let us know if anything comes up."

"Alright." Qin Feiyang nodded and waved his hand with a smile, "Go on!"

When Ren Wushuang and the others entered the Martial Palace, Qin Feiyang, Lu Xingchen, Fatty, and Wolf King also withdrew their gazes, turned, and flew towards the Elixir Palace.