"Hm? Ancestral Dragon of the Dragon Clan? You surpassed the Ancestral God realm so quickly? The Supreme Ancestral God Path?" The Martial Ancestor saw Zhou Tong before the Eternal Light and revealed a trace of surprise.
Back then, Zhou Tong had left Dragon Island aboard the King's Ship. The Martial Ancestor had been recuperating within the King's Ship at the time. Though he had yet to recover his self-awareness, he had vaguely sensed Zhou Tong's presence.
Yet no matter what, the Martial Ancestor had never expected that in less than two hundred years, Zhou Tong would have cultivated to such a realm and embarked upon the path of the Supreme Ancestral God.
"So this is when my seclusion ended." Zhou Tong opened his eyes and spoke leisurely. He saw Xiao Chen and Keke in the distance, as well as a group of cultivators from the Nine Provinces and a staff that was an Ancestral God Weapon.
This should be when Xiao Chen's War Sword had broken, and he had come here to repair it.
"I can't really be considered a pure practitioner of the Supreme Ancestral God Path..."
At that, Zhou Tong paused before changing the subject. "Your body has long since withered. Only the Eternal Light can heal it. Go ahead."
The Martial Ancestor nodded slightly, then stepped directly into the source of the Eternal Light. Streams of radiant glow surged into his body, gradually restoring a faint luster to his desiccated form.
With a thought, Zhou Tong sent the strand of Ancestral God energy he had obtained from destroying Li Huiyou's avatar toward the Martial Ancestor. The Martial Ancestor's eyes lit up. He casually said, "Thank you," then swallowed and refined the strand of Ancestral God energy in a single gulp. His body immediately grew somewhat stronger.
However,