Stepping onto the top floor of Wangjiang Tower, a simple scent of sandalwood hits your face.
There are no luxurious decorations here, just a futon, a short table, and an old man in gray robe sitting cross-legged.
The old man's beard and hair are all white, his face is pale, his eyes are closed, and he seems to be integrated with the surrounding world.
He was obviously sitting there, and his spiritual consciousness swept over, but there was nothing there. If it were not visible to the naked eye, his existence would not be noticed at all.
This is the embodiment of reaching the ultimate level of cultivation and returning to nature.
"Grandson pays homage to the ancestor!" Xiao Wuhen knelt down respectfully and gave a big salute.
"Get up." The old man in gray robe slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were not turbid like ordinary old people, but as clear as a newborn baby. But behind the clarity, there was a depth that had seen through the vicissitudes of eternity.
His eyes did not stay on Xiao Wuhen, but fell directly on Ye Feng. For the first time, his eyes that understood the world showed unconcealable shock.
"I, Xiao Zhenshan, have met my little friend." The old man stood up and bowed slightly to Ye Feng.
If this news spreads, it will be enough to set off huge waves in the entire Xuanxin Continent!
The ancestor of the Xiao family, Xiao Zhenshan, is a contemporary of the Holy Land Lord. He is an old monster who has truly lived for nearly ten thousand years. He is one of the few people on this continent who stands at the top of the pyramid! He actually saluted a young man who looked to be in his early twenties!
Xiao Wuhen was on the side, and his jaw almost dropped in shock. He knew that Ye Feng was very strong, but he never expected that he would be so strong that his ancestor would treat him so seriously!
"The old man is being polite." Ye Feng accepted it calmly. He could feel that the other party's bow was not polite, but a sincere respect for the same level of strength.
He walked carelessly to the short table, sat down on his own, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp. "The tea is good, but a bit cold."
Looking at his unpretentious gesture, Xiao Zhenshan's eyes became even more surprised, and then turned into a wry smile.
He sat down again and personally refilled the tea for Ye Feng. This time, steam rose up the moment the tea was poured into the cup.
"I was negligent. My friend, the power in your body does not belong to this world." He didn't beat around the bush, he went straight to the point and exposed Ye Feng's biggest secret in one sentence.
Ye Feng's hand holding the tea cup paused slightly, and then returned to his natural state.
He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhenshan, with a playful smile on his lips: "Oh? How can the old gentleman see this?"
"I have seen the power of the Holy Lord, the power of the chaotic monsters, and the limits that all the peak cultivators in this world can reach." Xiao Zhenshan's voice was distant and lonely, "But your power is superior to all of them. It is a... more original, purer, and even... more complete power. It is not bound by the laws of this world, or in other words, the laws of this world can no longer accommodate you."
"I admire the old gentleman for his sharp eyes." Ye Feng did not deny it. At his current state, there is nothing to deny.
He put down the teacup, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Xiao Zhenshan, "Since the old gentleman has seen so much, you must have invited me here today not just for a cup of tea and a chat, right?"
"Of course not." Xiao Zhenshan's expression became extremely solemn. He was silent for a moment, as if he was trying to form words. Finally, he raised his hand, pointed to the sky above his head, and asked a seemingly unrelated question. "Little friend, what do you think this day is?"
"Heaven?" Ye Feng was stunned, then laughed, "Heaven is the sky, what else can it be?"
"No." Xiao Zhenshan shook his head and said word by word, "This day is a cage."
"A cage?" Ye Feng's brows finally frowned.
"Yes, a cage!" Xiao Zhenshan's voice suddenly raised a few points, with endless sadness and unwillingness, "A cage of despair that imprisons all living beings in this world and cuts off all hope!"
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the bustling Qingfeng City below, but there was deathly silence in his eyes. "My little friend, do you know why in my Mysterious Continent, for thousands of years, there have been numerous geniuses and monks who have reached the peak of tribulation, and each generation has no less than ten fingers, but no one has been able to successfully ascend and step into the legendary fairyland?"
Ye Feng's heart sank suddenly, thinking of his ultimate goal of ascending. He had never thought about this question deeply, but when Xiao Zhenshan raised it, he realized the horror contained in it.
Yes, why? How is it possible that in such a vast world with so much spiritual energy, no one has ascended for thousands of years? This is not in line with the development laws of cultivation!
"Is it because...the path to ascension is interrupted?" Ye Feng asked tentatively.
"Broken?" Xiao Zhenshan smiled miserably, and the smile was uglier than crying, "More than just broken! That road is a dead end! A... talisman leading to hell!"
He turned around and looked at Ye Feng with red eyes. The emotions that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly exploded at this moment!
"Ten thousand years ago, the Holy Lord, I and eight of my colleagues were all the strongest men in the continent at that time. We were high-spirited and considered ourselves to be no weaker than our predecessors, so we met to overcome the tribulations and break into the immortal gate together! That day, above the sky, there were nine thunder tribulations, unprecedentedly huge! We thought that this was a test from heaven and a sign that we were about to create a grand event that had never been seen before!"
"The ten of us joined forces to resist the thunder tribulation, overcame thorns and thorns, and made it all the way to the end of the thunder sea! We saw it, saw the door to ascension that leads to the fairy light and leads to the upper world! We were ecstatic, thinking that success was right in front of us! But the moment we were about to step into the fairy door..."
Xiao Zhenshan's voice began to tremble, and his eyes showed a bone-deep fear. "What sticks out from the fairy gate is not the fairy light that attracts you, but a devil's claw!"
"With one blow, it crushed a fellow Taoist in front of us, and not even his soul could escape! We were horrified to discover that the so-called Nine-Level Thunder Tribulation was not a test at all! It was... a sacrifice! A blood sacrifice prepared to open the 'Devil Door'! The so-called Ascension Tribulation was a scam from beginning to end! A trap to lure us 'ripe fruits' into a trap!"
"We resisted desperately, and among the ten of us, six died on the spot! The other two of me were also seriously injured and burned their origins, and they luckily escaped from the claws of the devil. But since then, all of us have been severely affected by Daoji. The damage was reversed, and there was no possibility of progress in this life. And the two people who escaped also died of depression due to recurrence of the Tao injury, and only the old guy and I are still alive."