Inside the great hall, Ye Qingnian, Ye Xuefan, Ye Xuefu, and the other clan elders withdrew one by one, leaving only Ye Zhijian and Ye Jingcheng beside the Eight Immortals table.
The huge incense burner on the Eight Immortals table was still burning, giving off a refreshing fragrance.
Ye Zhijian seemed slightly restrained at this moment. He believed he had experienced enough, had dreamed of his previous life, had perfected his sword intent, and possessed a clear sword heart, enough to fear no one.
But now that he was truly facing Ye Jingcheng, he still felt as if the other man were a mountain range. Every time he felt he was about to reach the summit, the other party would reveal yet another towering peak impossible to cross, leaving him only able to look up once more.
Although he knew Ye Jingcheng would not harm him, he still could not help feeling somewhat worried.
After all, the identity of a reincarnator could be an opportunity for a declining clan to rise.
But to a powerful force that had already risen, it might be a variable.
Those in power would worry about being seized by another.
And most crucially, if a reincarnator's divine soul was the original divine soul rather than the current one, then that meant the Ye Family, a Nascent Soul clan, had produced the divine soul of a Void Refinement cultivator, or even a Body Integration cultivator.
The future direction of the Ye Family might all change because of this.
So he also followed by offering incense and praying.
It would restrict our cultivation speed to an extremely small degree.
But I knew clearly that this required going to take a look at the Heavenly Dream Illusion Butterfly.
The Beast-Link Mark had clearly not expected that Ye Zhijian