Old Ancestor Ye, a Separate Page in the Genealogy?!

As a Level 99 Limit Douluo who had also inherited the Rakshasa God trials, Bibi Dong knew better than anyone what kind of immense power was required to obliterate a terrifying 700,000-year-old Soul Beast with the nonchalant ease shown in the vision!

That was absolutely a realm beyond the reach of mortals!

Following that, her gaze fell upon the incredibly generous rewards.

"A full set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones..."

Bibi Dong slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, her tone complex.

"This Heavens Ranking is truly magnanimous."

She looked toward her daughter and said, "Xue'er, the value of this set of Soul Bones is likely even more precious than your Angel Set."

The Angel Set, as the inherited divine artifact of the Angel God, consisted of six Soul Bones, yet the age of each piece was only 99,999 years; it had ultimately failed to break through the shackles of the hundred-thousand-year mark.

Yet this Ranking, upon its first move, rewarded a full set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones!

However, at this moment, Qian Renxue seemed not to have heard Bibi Dong's words at all.

Her beautiful golden eyes were merely gazing, dazed and infatuated, at the figure in white within the Sky Screen—a figure whose face could not be seen, yet whose bearing was peerless.

Beneath her holy armor, her exquisite, shapely body rose and fell slightly, her emotions surging like a tide.

Her crystal-clear, jade-like feet stepped upon the cold bricks of the city wall, yet she felt not a hint of chill; instead, a surge of heat rushed from the bottom of her heart through all her limbs and bones.

"Slapping the 700,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant Master to death with a single palm..."

"Master..."

A faint smile escaped Qian Renxue's red lips unconsciously. That smile was pure and bright, dispelling all the gloom and aura of slaughter between her brows.

"You are still the same as before—so handsome, so powerful, and so... mysterious!"

Meanwhile.

Sun Moon Continent.

Sun Moon Empire, Imperial Capital, Ming City.

Inside the resplendent palace, the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt nearly frozen.

A figure in white sat casually upon the throne that symbolized supreme power.

Below him, Xu Tian, the Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, was kneeling in a dense, dark mass alongside the core members of the royal family and all the civil and military officials.

Everyone buried their heads deep, their bodies trembling with extreme fear, not daring to even draw a full breath.

They did not dare to look directly at the person on the throne, only casting fearful glances from the corners of their eyes toward the golden Sky Screen suspended in the heavens.

Just moments ago, they had witnessed it with their own eyes.

They had witnessed the existence revered by their Sun Moon Empire as a totem of faith and hailed as the strongest guardian deity of the Sun Moon Continent—the Evil Eye Tyrant Master—being casually slapped to death by the man on the throne.

That was their God!

Just like that... gone?

At that moment, the golden light on the Sky Screen flared brilliantly.

Six radiant pillars of light, containing vast life energy, descended from the sky and landed precisely in front of Lu Ming, transforming into six Soul Bones of varying shapes, each exuding the terrifying pressure of the hundred-thousand-year level.

A complete set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones appeared right before everyone's eyes.

Lu Ming's gaze swept over the six Soul Bones casually, his eyes calm and without the slightest ripple.

He reached out, picked up the right arm bone that shone the brightest, and weighed it in his hand.

Then, with a lack of interest, he placed it back into the cluster of light.

"A set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones?"

He murmured to himself, his voice soft, yet it reached the ears of everyone below with perfect clarity.

"Tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard."

"Fine, I'll take them back to give away."

As his voice fell, he waved his hand, and the six Soul Bones—which would have driven the entire Douluo Continent into a frenzy—were tossed into his storage space as if they were mere trash.

Xu Tian and the others kneeling below nearly bit their own tongues off upon hearing these words.

Tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard?

This was... an entire set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones!

And you... are actually looking down on them?

Having finished with matters here, Lu Ming slowly stood up from the throne.

The karma of the Sun Moon Continent had been settled.

"It is time to return to the Douluo Continent."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dome of the palace, looking toward the distant east.

A gentle smile escaped the corners of his mouth.

"Come to think of it, I really do miss Gu Yuena and the others."

Meanwhile.

Tiandou City.

Inside a sprawling mansion, grand and magnificent with its pavilions and towers.

The Ye Family.

In a boudoir, incense curled in the air.

A stunning woman dressed in a pale green gown stood quietly by the window, gazing up at the golden Divine Ranking in the sky.

Her skin was fairer than snow, her features as delicate as a painting, and her long, silky black hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall.

Her temperament was gentle and serene, like an orchid in an empty valley. She was none other than the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master, Ye Lingling.

When her gaze touched upon the figure in white on the Sky Screen, who had leveled mountains with a single palm, And then upon the name in the "Master" column, those autumn-water-like eyes suddenly constricted.

"Lu Ming?"

A soft murmur, filled with intense astonishment, escaped her cherry-red lips.

Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

"The portrait on the Sky Screen... it is exactly the same as the statue in our ancestral hall!"

A thought that made her breathing stop surfaced in her mind.

Could it be... that this peerless powerhouse, who could effortlessly obliterate a Seven-Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, is actually the ancestor of my Ye Family?

Just then, the door was gently pushed open, and a graceful, noble figure walked in. It was the current head of the Ye Family, Ye Lingling's mother, Ye Qingxian.

"Lingling, you are watching this ranking as well."

Ye Qingxian's voice was warm and pleasant, but at this moment, it was laced with irrepressible excitement.

Her gaze was also locked onto the Sky Screen, and her beautiful face, which bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Ye Lingling's, was filled with awe and fanaticism.

"Mother."

Ye Lingling turned around and asked urgently.

"This Senior Lu Ming on the Sky Screen... is he, is he really..."

"That's right!"

Ye Qingxian nodded heavily, her tone incomparably certain.

"He is the ancestor of our Ye family!"

"Back then, it was precisely Ancestor Lu Ming who fell in love with the ancestor of our Nine Heart Begonia lineage. With his heaven-defying abilities, he altered our fate and broke the curse that had plagued our Nine Heart Begonia lineage for generations!"

"Ever since then, our Ye family has been able to flourish and grow strong!"

Ye Qingxian's voice grew increasingly impassioned, her eyes shimmering with pride.

"Ancestor Lu Ming even started a separate genealogy for us, and the very first page of that genealogy bears his name!"

"Hiss—"

A sharp intake of breath came from the doorway.

A woman dressed in a jade-green martial outfit, with a fiery figure and a heroic bearing, was leaning against the doorframe, her face filled with shock.

It was Ye Lingling's close friend, the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Soul Master, Dugu Yan.

She had come to visit Ye Lingling today, never expecting to overhear such an earth-shattering secret.