She frowned slightly, concentrating her senses to perceive the aura, only to find it gradually dissipating, leaving only a faint warmth. Tian Yu opened her eyes, a hint of doubt and anticipation flashing within them. She knew that the spiritual bond between her and her father was unique, something only they could sense. Perhaps, her father's spirit hadn't completely vanished; his heroic spirit was still waiting to be reborn somewhere.
Beside Tian Yu sat her younger brothers: eleventh brother Tenrai, third brother Tenbutsu, tenth brother Tianhong, fourth brother Tenkō, eighth brother Tenpei, second brother Tentoku, ninth brother Tenchu, fifth brother Tenjin, Jūni brother Tenpi, sixth brother Ten'u, thirteenth brother Tenna, seventh sister Tenka, Tenshun youngest sister Tenka.
These brothers and sisters are Ten Family, each a Peak Immortal King level powerhouse, and have made outstanding contributions in the wars against the Insect Race and the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
"Big sister, what's wrong?" Tenrai, who was sitting next to Tian Yu, noticed her unusual behavior and asked softly. Tenrai inherited his father's Yang Release power, had a fiery personality, and was extremely powerful in combat, making him a fierce general on the battlefield.
Tian Yu shook her head and said softly, "It's nothing, I just felt like Father's presence flashed by."
Tenrai was stunned for a moment, then a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. "Really? Big sister, can you sense Father's spiritual bond?"
Tian Yu nodded, then shook her head. "I only vaguely sensed a trace, it was very faint, it might just be my imagination."
Hearing this, Tenbutsu, who had inherited his mother's throne, also came over. He was decisive in killing yet loved his people like his own children. He was born with a Buddhist nature, and his personality was sometimes explosive and sometimes gentle. His cultivation was unfathomable. "Elder sister, perhaps it's not an illusion. Father was Saint. His spirit may really be protecting us and feeling our longing. That's why there is a spiritual connection."
Tenbutsu's words stirred excitement in his brothers and sisters, who all longed for their father and yearned to feel his presence once more.
"Yes, eldest sister, perhaps Father really is responding to us," Tenpei said. He was the eldest son of Tian Muyan of the first branch of the family. He inherited his father's Sage Body, possessed an astonishing amount of Chakra, and had the Tenseigan. He was now at the Peak Immortal King and was an important fighting force for the Ten Family.
Tenka nodded. She was the seventh daughter of Tsubasa, inheriting her mother's talent in Taijutsu. She had a gentle personality but also possessed considerable strength. "Father loved us the most. He would never want to leave us. During the War of Gods, Father disappeared along with Saint Venerable Orochimaru. His death is just our speculation. Perhaps he was sealed somewhere."
The youngest sister, Tenka, possessed the cultivation level of Early Immortal King. Looking at the statue, her eyes were filled with admiration. "If only Father could really respond to us! I have so much to say to him. If he's sealed away, we have to find a way to save him."
Seeing the excited expressions on her younger siblings' faces, Tian Yu felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She knew that not only she, but all her brothers and sisters deeply missed their father. She gently patted Tenrai's shoulder and said, "Whether it's a misperception or not, you must not let Father down. You must protect the Ten Family and the Shinobi World. I will find a way to save Father."
"Yes!" the brothers replied in unison, their eyes even more determined.
Below the Second clansmen are densely packed third, fourth, and even hundreds of generations of outstanding members of the Ten Family. They are neatly arranged in the main hall, extending to the square outside the hall. Each of them is dressed in sacrificial robes, looking solemnly at the statues, their eyes filled with reverence and longing.
Although most of these clansmen had never seen the Saint Venerable Tsubasa in person, they had grown up hearing Saint Venerable Tsubasa legends. They knew that it was this great Saint who had sacrificed his life to bring peace to the Shinobi World and prosperity to the Ten Family. Their hearts were filled with gratitude and admiration, and being able to participate in the ceremony commemorating the Saint Venerable Tsubasa was both an honor and an inspiration to them.
"Holy Venerable One, your junior Tenshin kowtows to you!" A third-generation clansman stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and respectfully kowtowed three times. He was a powerful Immortal King Level who had made great contributions during the recent Insect Race invasion, and his eyes were full of piety.
"Holy Lord, thank you for everything you have done for the Shinobi World. This junior will definitely follow your example and protect our homeland!" Another fourth-generation clansman stepped forward and kowtowed, his voice strong and resounding.
The sacrificial ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner according to the rules. Clan members stepped forward one by one to kowtow and offer sacrifices, expressing their reverence and remembrance for the Saint Venerable Tsubasa. Inside the main hall, incense smoke curled, bells rang melodiously, and a solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the air.
Looking at the scene before him, Senju Tenpuku was filled with emotion. He recalled how, back then, the Ten Family was just a small Senju clan with a dwindling population. It was his son, Tsubasa, who, with his extraordinary talent and tireless efforts, led the Ten Family step by step to glory, becoming the most powerful supreme clan in the Shinobi World. Now, the Ten Family is full of talented people, with hundreds of millions of clan members above the Golden Core Immortal Venerable scattered across various star fields, becoming the mainstay of Guardian Ninja world. All of this is inseparable from the contributions of his eldest son.
" A-Tsubasa, can you see this?" Senju Tenpuku murmured in his heart, "Our Ten Family is getting stronger and stronger, your children have all grown up, and the clansmen are all doing well. You can rest in peace now." His eyes were slightly moist, but he held back his tears.
Senju Ga held her husband's hand tightly, tears finally streaming down her face. She remembered every little detail of her eldest son's childhood, the joy she felt when he first awakened his bloodline, the determination he showed on his first expedition, and his silhouette as he charged into the insect swarm for the last time. " Tsubasa, Mother misses you," she whispered in her heart, her voice filled with endless longing.
The six aunts looked at everything before them, all deeply moved. They recalled Tsubasa's strength on his sickbed as a child, his bravery and fearlessness as an adult, and everything he had done for the Ten Family and the Shinobi World. "That child, A-Tsubasa, we really miss him," Fourth Aunt Kaidō Senju said softly, her eyes filled with heartache.
The seven wives wept uncontrollably, recalling every moment they had spent with Tsubasa, his gentleness and thoughtfulness, his bravery and courage, and the sacrifices he had made to protect them and their people. "My husband, we will always remember you," Tian Yueqing whispered. Her daughter, Tian Yu, was now Saint, which brought her some solace.
In the plaza outside the main hall, hundreds of millions of clansmen at the Golden Core Immortal Venerable and above stood in neat rows, bowing respectfully towards the Holy Temple, silently reciting words of remembrance for the Saint Venerable Tsubasa. Their voices converged, forming a powerful force that echoed throughout the Holy City and reverberated in the starry sky.
"May the Saint Venerable Tsubasa be immortal!"
" Guardian Ninja world, carry on the sacred will!"
May the glory of the Ten Family last as long as Heaven itself!
The slogans were clear and resounding, full of power and determination. These clansmen were the elite of the Ten Family, the guardians of the Shinobi World. They had inherited the will of the Saint Venerable Tsubasa and were willing to give everything to protect their homeland.
Standing in the ranks of the Second clansmen, Tian Yu listened to their slogans and felt the faint trembling of her bloodline, her resolve growing stronger. She knew that although her father had fallen, his spirit and will remained forever in the Ten Family and in the Shinobi World. As his daughter, as the Saint of the Ten Family, she had to shoulder this responsibility, leading the Ten Family and the Shinobi World to resist all external enemies and protect this peace.
She looked at her father's statue again, her eyes filled with determination and confidence. "Father, rest assured, your daughter will protect the Ten Family and the Shinobi World. If you are truly sealed away, I will find a way to save you." She murmured to herself, feeling the spiritual bond within her body tremble slightly, as if her father was responding to her vow.
The ritual continued amidst the melodious tolling of bells, as wisps of incense smoke rose from the offering table, drifting towards the starry sky. The statue of the Saint Venerable Tsubasa stood silently in the center of the hall, his gaze seemingly transcending time and space, watching over his people and the Shinobi World he had protected with his life.
The members of the Ten Family clan stood in neat rows, their expressions solemn and resolute. They knew that this ceremony was not only a commemoration of the Saint Venerable Tsubasa, but also a continuation of the Ten Family spirit and a safeguarding of peace in the Shinobi World. In this magnificent era, the Ten Family, as the most powerful and supreme clan among humans in the Shinobi World, bore a heavy responsibility. The threat of the Insect Race still existed, and the Ōtsutsuki God Clan had never given up their attempts to invade; the road Mirai remained full of challenges.
But they were fearless, for they were descendants of the Saint Venerable Tsubasa, inheriting the purest bloodline of Saint and the most steadfast will. They had the confidence and the ability to protect their homeland and safeguard the peace of the Shinobi World.
Looking at his clansmen, his children and grandchildren, Senju Tenpuku felt a surge of joy. He knew that the Mirai of the Ten Family was full of hope, and so was the Mirai of the Shinobi World. As long as the Ten Family family members were united and carried on the will of the Saint Venerable Tsubasa, nothing could stop them.
Senju Ga wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and revealed a relieved smile. She knew that although her son was no longer there, his spirit would live on forever in the hearts of her people and in every corner of the Shinobi World.
The ceremony lasted all day, only slowly ending as the sun set and the Xingchen began to twinkle in the sky. The clansmen dispersed one by one, still maintaining solemn expressions. They returned to their respective star fields with remembrance and respect for the Saint Venerable Tsubasa and with the determination to protect their homeland.
The Holy Venerable Tian Yu was the last to leave the main hall. She looked once more at her father's statue, her eyes filled with longing and determination. She knew this was not merely a ritual, but a pledge of allegiance. The Mirai interstellar wars would be even more brutal, but she and her people were prepared.
She turned and walked out of the main hall, golden light illuminating the night sky. Her younger siblings followed behind her, their expressions resolute. They would lead the Ten Family, lead humanity in the Shinobi World, to meet the challenges of the Mirai, and protect this hard-won peace.
In the starry sky, the statue of the Saint Venerable Tsubasa stands silently, as if smiling as he watches over his people and the land he protected with his life. His spirit and his will will be passed down forever, becoming the most precious treasure of the Ten Family and the most powerful force in the Shinobi World.
The faint spiritual connection that Holy Venerable Tian Yu felt became her warmest comfort and her strongest motivation. She believed that her father was not dead, and she would definitely find a way to bring him back.