Chapter 1196: Chapter 1193: Ancestor Worship Ceremony
At this moment.
Within the Imperial City of the Xuantian Emperor City.
The Xuantian Human Emperor has already appeared and begun the ancestral ritual.
A frail old man with a scabbard sword on his back and a hunchbacked old woman followed at his sides, like guardians.
These two are the personal guards of the Xuantian Human Emperor.
They followed the Xuantian Human Emperor from when he was young.
The frail old man with the scabbard sword is named Liu Shisan, known as Heng Dao Venerable.
As for the hunchbacked old woman, her name is Huang Junjian, and her reputation is understated.
However, Liu Shisan is well aware that Huang Junjian is a Great Grandmaster in array formations, capable of instantaneously deploying a Great Formation to slaughter Supremes.
Both are terrifying figures under the command of the Xuantian Human Emperor.
They have been by the Xuantian Human Emperor’s side since youth.
Time passes quickly, beauty fades.
In the course of hundreds of thousands of years, both Liu Shisan and Huang Junjian have grown old.
Even the Xuantian Human Emperor appears decrepit.
His hair is grizzled.
Nonetheless, the Xuantian Human Emperor’s spirit is vigorous, moving like a dragon and a tiger, an aura of emperor’s majesty surrounds him.
The Peace Festival’s ancestral worship ceremony is set at the Ancestor Temple.
Within the Ancestor Temple, tributed are the founders of the Xuantian Ancient Country — Xuantian Ancient Emperor.
In addition, there are the ministers who assisted in founding the Xuantian Ancient Country and famous Human Emperors throughout its history.
Those who can enter the Ancestor Temple are supreme entities recorded in the annals of the Xuantian Ancient Country.
The Xuantian Human Emperor leads the way.
Liu Shisan and Huang Junjian, the two experts, follow closely behind the Xuantian Human Emperor.
By rights, this is not allowed.
After all, Liu Shisan and Huang Junjian are not court ministers, without any official titles, naturally having no qualification to partake in the ancestral hall.
However, due to their prowess and many years of accompanying the Xuantian Human Emperor, even if this breaches regulations, no one dares to say a word.
In the past, someone dared to speak.
Now, no longer.
Behind the Xuantian Human Emperor, are the children he begot, namely, princes and princesses.
Although the Xuantian Human Emperor’s age has surpassed hundreds of thousands, cultivators have robust bodies.
Even now, despite signs of old age, it doesn’t impede conjugal affairs.
Thus, the Xuantian Human Emperor has seventy-two princes and one hundred and eight princesses.
The youngest prince has just celebrated his month’s birth, held in the arms of concubines, participating together in the ancestral ceremony.
For the ancestral ritual, the families of ministers may opt not to partake, but royalty and nobility must be fully present.
Except for princes guarding the borders due to war, all must return to the capital to participate.
The Xuantian Saint Heir also follows the procession, his complexion not as bad as before.
Though not exactly pleasant.
Especially seeing the white-robed youth walking beside him in the procession, he feels enraged.
Bai Yifei.
The most famous genius of the Qintian Observatory, disciple of the current State Preceptor, True Person Huang Shan.
He learned through the words of Nine Skies True Person, after his engagement with Holy Daughter Danxia, the position of Saint Heir would be inherited by this person.
Considering this, how could the Xuantian Saint Heir feel at ease?
The white-robed youth gazed straight ahead, indifferent, seemingly unaware of the Xuantian Saint Heir’s stare.
Seeing Bai Yifei unresponsive, the Xuantian Saint Heir withdrew his gaze.
At this ancestral ceremony, no matter how unhappy he felt, he wouldn’t commit any foolish act.
Otherwise, even if he is the Xuantian Saint Heir now, with the Xuantian Human Emperor as his mentor, he wouldn’t escape capital punishment.
At least for now, he still has the privilege to partake in such ceremonies.
Like the Nine Skies True Person, who isn’t even qualified to participate, can only watch from a distance.
Previously, the entire ancestral ceremony was managed by Nine Skies True Person throughout.
Once fallen from grace, a person is less than a dog.
Gazing at the old True Person waiting by the Ancestor Temple’s gateway, the Xuantian Saint He’s eyes were deep.
That old True Person has replaced Nine Skies True Person as the contemporary State Preceptor’s deputy director at Qintian Observatory — True Person Huang Shan.
A formidable old creature with inscrutable power.
It’s said that when this creature emerged, the mentor, Xuantian Human Emperor, personally went to welcome him...
What prestige!
The Xuantian Saint Heir murmured internally.
Taking a look around, the great Overlords of Central Earth Divine Continent and forces from friendly states, the Xuantian Saint Heir felt somewhat anxious.
With such an assemblage, Ye Xuan must also be aware; will that fellow dare come?
If Ye Xuan doesn’t dare, then he won’t witness that fellow being subdued today.
Frustration gnawed at his heart.
"Don’t fret, your long-hated enemy has reached the Inner City, and is heading toward the Imperial City."
A voice came beside him, Bai Yifei softly spoke.
The voice wasn’t loud, only the Xuantian Saint Heir could hear.
The Xuantian Saint Heir glanced slightly at Bai Yifei, and coolly replied, "No wonder you’re from the Qintian Observatory, your news is indeed swift."
Deep down, the Xuantian Saint Heir was astounded.
Ye Xuan has really come?
And breached the Inner City!?
"Saint Heir jests." Bai Yifei replied blandly.
The Xuantian Saint Heir stared sharply at Bai Yifei, a hint of malice flashed in his eyes.
Bai Yifei’s mouth barely curled, softly replied, "There’s no need to feel humiliated, your expedition to Dao Chu Ancient Land, it’s where Xuantian Ancient Country was dishonored."
"A mere nameless pawn forced you, titled as Xuantian Saint Heir, to retreat, don’t you think I’m right?"
"Saint Heir?"
Bai Yifei for the first time looked at Xuantian Saint Heir, his clear eyes filled with indifference.
The Xuantian Saint Heir clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves, his forehead veins throbbed, suppressing the murderous intent within, coolly replied, "Then I indeed look forward to you personally confronting Ye Xuan upon his arrival."
Bai Yifei didn’t glance again at the Xuantian Saint Heir, softly said, "I’m not as foolish as some, such matters don’t require my intervention."
Finished speaking, Bai Yifei ignored the Xuantian Saint Heir.
"Bai Yifei..." Anger surged within the Xuantian Saint Heir.
Not to mention the clash between the new and old Saint Heirs.
Further behind in the procession were Xuantian Ancient Country’s senior ministers and many elders invited to partake in this grand festival.
With over a thousand participants, the scene was impressive.
No mounts, no sky-controlling flight, everyone walked on foot to the Ancestor Temple.
These individuals represent the peak power of the current Xuantian Ancient Country.
On either side, the divine experts from Central Earth Divine Continent and peerless leaders from other states.
Regarding this ancestral ceremony, these influential figures sat at ease in their places, too lazy to even cast an extra gaze.
Everyone clearly understands; the ancestral ceremony is merely a formality.
The real spectacle hasn’t started!
Due to that, many influential figures wander in thought, observing the battle within the Inner City.
Tsk tsk, three Supremes have been toppled.
At this rate, the ancestral ritual might not proceed as planned...