"Having entered the Ancestor Hall, your name is recorded in the pedigree, the ceremony is complete."

Ninghai Zen suddenly smiled:

"You have joined Tongwen Hall and become my personal disciple. Although there might not be many benefits, there's one thing you will surely gain—once you learn it, the True Martial Arts will not be lacking.

In this Ancestor Hall, there are the imprints left by most of the ancestors, namely the Sect Leader's images."

Tongwen Hall does not always produce powerful individuals, and deaths mid-path are not uncommon.

The way has died for three thousand years, with an additional eight hundred years spanning before that.

In three thousand eight hundred years, only eleven portraits have been hung.

This shows the ruthlessness of the truth!

Ninghai Zen claims to be the twelfth Sect Leader, not just passing down so many generations, but only twelve have qualified to enter the Ancestor Hall, worthy of the title "Sect Leader."

All are extraordinary geniuses who created True Skills, elevating martial arts to unprecedented heights, or individuals of unmatched power and courage!

"As my personal disciple this generation, you will have the opportunity daily to enter the Ancestor Hall and spar with ancestor Sect Leaders of different eras."

Ninghai Zen's eyes gleamed as if a hint of anticipation appeared:

"Today is an exception; you can stay the entire day. Ah Qi, although you have only reached the Second Training and haven't grasped the essence of True Skill Root Diagram or understood Cultivating the Organs and Nourishing the Spirit, it's fine to experience it early."

He untied the Dragon Elephant Jade from his wrist and tossed it to Bai Qi to wear.

Then he retreated several steps, keeping some distance.

This action left Bai Qi puzzled.

Master, what are you doing?

The next moment!

The iron box hidden in his embrace thumped open with a roar, automatically. "Boom!"

The True Skill Root Diagram in golden scroll suddenly unfolded, within which form and spirit intertwine, surging like tides, instantly forming a mighty figure.

With a physique like Lao Dao and Li Yuan, over nine feet tall, he already counted as imposing beyond ordinary.

This figure was even more majestic and robust!

Like a giant spirit!

Brows like silkworms, skin of bronze color, muscles throughout the body moved like worms underground, constantly wriggling, applying immense pressure to Bai Qi, making the illusory figure standing before him appear inhuman!

"Kang Longsheng!"

The name flashed in his mind.

The seventh generation ancestor!

This illusory figure bore a wide forehead, coarse features, eyes fiery as if red-hot embers pressed against his flesh, causing Bai Qi to feel scorching heat and then stinging pain.

"It's like the resurrection of Ancestor Kang Longsheng, too real!"

Just as he had this thought, the illusory figure suddenly solidified, as though flesh and blood emerged piece by piece.

A pair of bold antlers grew on the forehead, dense scales spread across neck, chest, and abdomen, totaling eighty-one pieces, akin to donning golden armor.

His fingernails were sharp like eagle claws, exhibiting the cold metallic sheen of refined iron, while wings appeared behind him, like flowing flames, surrounded by wind and thunder.

Kang Longsheng's entire body expanded recklessly, as if suddenly towering a hundred feet, then shrinking to human size.

"Hair like cinnabar, face blue indigo! Antlers, scales, eagle claws, wings… is this the furnace of hundreds of aspects the Master created, the Dragon-Elephant Dharma Body?"

Intense airflow almost suffocated Bai Qi, as though facing an Innate Divine Monster, with no possibility of escape!

"The 'furnace of hundred aspects' cultivated by the 'Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants Prison-Suppression Skill,' simply put, considers all heaven and earth's living beings as fuel, seizes their essence, incorporating it into oneself, refining Qi blood for use.

What Ancestor Kanglong Sheng achieved was the 'Emperor's Beginning Dragon Aspect'!"

Ninghai Zen's voice alternately hidden and apparent, hinted with mirth:

"All imprints in the Ancestor Hall can adjust their level. You might as well test the Qi blood strength at Second Training Great Success in the 'Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants Prison-Suppression Skill'…"

The Dragon Elephant Jade tied to Bai Qi's wrist flashed, and the aura of Ancestor Kanglong Sheng seemed to transform from mighty rivers into gentle streams, drastically waning. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Within the same realm, I haven't encountered a rival! Even facing the Master, I might withstand a few moves…"

Bai Qi stood ready, circulating his Qi blood through his limbs and bones, powerful energy surged throughout his body, as he sternly watched Ancestor Kanglong Sheng, his eyes suddenly flashed with shadows, the roar of wind and thunder erupted.

Bang!

Darkness engulfed him!

With no means to counter-attack, Bai Qi's head was grabbed by a hand resembling an eagle claw, tightened fingers clenched fiercely!

His head exploded like a watermelon, splattering muddied red and white liquids!

…

…

"I'm dead!"

The pain of a split skull vividly surfaced in Bai Qi's mind, he abruptly opened his eyes, finding himself back to facing Ancestor Kanglong Sheng.

"Couldn't even block a single move? Indeed, these are the illustrious ancestors!"

The brief reflection didn't leave Bai Qi discouraged or dissatisfied; losing to the ancestors who created True Skills before the way died, what is there to be ashamed of!

He swiftly adjusted his mindset, leveraging his skills, and focused with concentration.

Since mortal eyes cannot capture Kang Longsheng in the furnace of hundred aspects, he would utilize Spiritual Sense to perceive killing intent and malice!

Boom!

Another thunderous step, tearing through the atmosphere, shaking the towering Ancestor Hall to its foundation.

Lightning streaked across the sky!

This incredible speed almost surpasses the Light Body Technique of this era, a sheer refinement of physique obliterating the dense airwaves!

Like a True Dragon navigating wind and thunder, extending its claws!

Like a deer hanging its antlers, no trace can be found!

"No wonder it's True Skill! It has transcended the confines of fist and foot techniques, approaching the Dao, embodying reason!"