Seeing that Lin Zhan had made all the arrangements, Tie Lao Si protected Lin Zhan, William, and Lancelot.
With a wave of his palm, the Iron Tapir tore through the void, and the three people and two bears slipped in.
Queen Arthur, Galahad, and Kai, these two Knights of the Round Table, watched the torn void with astonishment. After all, no one in the history of Great Britain had ever been able to do this before.
Tie Lao Si and Tie Mo, leading the three, arrived at the Human Race Royal Court and flew towards Xuanniao Mountain in Da Shang.
"Brother, no need to be surprised. This is our Huaxia's ancestral land, also known as the Human Race Royal Court. It contains the ancestors of various dynasties of Huaxia who have slept for nearly ten thousand years. It is also Huaxia's most powerful foundation."
Lin Zhan saw the unsophisticated expressions of William and Lancelot, like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, and kindly reminded them.
Lancelot and William exchanged a glance, seeing shock in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but say:
"Huaxia is too mysterious, and every ancestor of Huaxia sincerely protects the people of Huaxia and every descendant with Huaxia blood."
"Yes, compared to the ancestors of Huaxia, our ancestors in Great Britain can at most be called old undead. They only treat the people of Great Britain as tools."
Led by the two Iron-Eating Beasts, they soon flew to Xuanniao Mountain in Da Shang. A high-ranking king wearing Xuanniao heavy armor welcomed Lin Zhan and his companions inside.
Lin Zhan looked at the high-ranking king and asked curiously, "Old ancestor, how should I address you?"
The heavily armored king bowed to Lin Zhan and said respectfully:
"Your Highness, I dare not accept the title of ancestor. I am from the Xuanniao Guard of Da Shang, a royal guard from the era of Emperor Wu Ding. Seven days ago, Da Shang was blessed with human race luck, and we guards only just awakened."
Lin Zhan had some more questions, but before he could ask, the Xuanniao Guard led him into the tomb within the mountain.
Lin Zhan looked at the tomb filled with spiritual energy in shock, and then saw two rows of huge coffins. Young Master Lin's eyes instantly turned red, and he knelt on the ground, crying out:
"Wuwuwu, ancestors, your unfilial descendant is here to see you. If you have any needs, please send a dream to your descendant, and I will arrange everything for you. If you ancestors are truly lonely and want someone to accompany you, please don't find me. If it's really necessary, take my father away, after all, I am still young, and our family's lineage still depends on me."
The originally solemn scene was completely broken by Young Master Lin's seven cries.
Various voices came from several coffins.
"Holy shit, you grandson, stop howling, we're not dead yet."
"This kid's shameless demeanor shows he came from our family, one hundred percent sure, this is definitely our offspring."
"That's right, my father is right. Other families can't give birth to this shameless thing."
"My grandfather, my father is right. This shameless demeanor is exactly the same as the ancestors. This stubborn brat will surely achieve great things in the future."
"Dad, you're right. This kid will surely achieve great things. Just for this, when I get out, I'll break one of Zi Tang's legs."
"Ming, this kid Zi Tang has been doing a decent job. Although he's only killed some useless people, it's passable. The main thing is that Zi Xin is too disappointing. As a human, he almost destroyed the entire human race. He almost made the lineage of our family end with just one seedling. I must deal with this kid properly when I get out."
"Grandfather, I understand. Then I'll let this kid Zi Tang off the hook. I'll break both of Zi Xin's legs."
Di Xin, who was conquering the four directions in the Blood Race, suddenly felt a strong chill cover his entire body. He instinctively shivered: Holy shit, why did I suddenly feel weak? It seems I need to ask Zhan'er for some aphrodisiac and kidney-tonifying pills when I get back.
Lin Zhan looked at the pile of coffins in front of him, bewildered: These ancestors are too much like the underworld. Am I here to pay respects to my ancestors, or did I come to the headquarters of some big organization?
Just as the coffins were arguing incessantly, a voice came from the largest coffin at the top:
"Enough, all of you shut up. You're all making such a racket, how is our grandson supposed to see a bunch of ancestors?"
Immediately, Lin Zhan felt a soul power envelop him, as if he had been seen through from the inside out: Sudan Novel Network
"Hahaha, good kid, you've awakened our family's Imperial Blood. Not bad, it's been many years since Da Shang has had an Emperor."
Just as Lin Zhan was bewildered, a voice came from his mind:
"Wuwu T_T Host, I've been discovered. You must help me, or I'll be stripped away."
Lin Zhan immediately became agitated: "Holy shit, are our ancestors this powerful? They can even discover you? Damn, let's see if you dare to be arrogant with me now."
As Lin Zhan was communicating with the system, the ancestor's voice came again:
"You only just found out your ancestors are powerful? Let me introduce myself. I am Zi Qi, the founder of Shang, and one of the three fire officials of the ancient human race. The rest of the coffins contain my son, my grandson, anyway, they are all your ancestors."
"As for that little second-hand dealer bonded to you, ancestor doesn't have time to curse him. If his ancestor were here, I could rob him, but this little guy isn't worthy of my attention."
Then, a gap opened in Zi Qi's coffin, and an arm stretched out. He gently clasped his hand towards Lancelot, and a bright ball of light was snatched out.
The moment Zi Qi's hand emerged, the sky above the Royal Court was covered by majestic black clouds, and black lightning continuously tore through the void. A powerful pressure pressed down on Xuanniao Mountain.
In the ancestral lands of the Ten Thousand Races, ancient monsters who had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years one by one opened their eyes.
Soul pressures were constantly exchanged:
"It's Zi Qi of Da Shang. What is this rule-breaking guy doing? The outside world right now cannot withstand the existence of a Great Emperor. Isn't he afraid of the sanctions of destiny?"
Zi Qi frowned, as if he heard someone cursing, and a cold, emotionless voice came from his mouth:
"I have noted down all of your positions, old undead. When the Great Emperor is born, I will lead the warriors of Da Shang to visit you one by one. I hope you can still be so defiant then."
Lin Zhan looked at Zi Qi with excitement and said fanatically:
"Holy shit, ancestor, you're too awesome, ancestor, you're too domineering! With this ancestor, who would dare to scheme against me in the future? With such a powerful organization like ours in Da Shang, we'll sweep away anyone who doesn't obey!"