Chapter 2270: Incarnation of the Heavenly Dao

Ning Tianping placed Li Zhaoqing's head beside the spirit tablet and knelt down.

"Master above, your disciple Ning Tianping has slain the enemy with his own hands and finally avenged you! If your spirit lingers in heaven, you may now rest in peace."

With that, Ning Tianping solemnly kowtowed three times.

Over the years, Mo Lifei had treated Ning Tianping like a son, and Ning Tianping's affection for him was second only to that for Ye Yuan.

Mo Lifei's death had dealt a tremendous blow to Ning Tianping.

However, Ye Yuan, who stood by, suddenly flickered his gaze.

He sensed that fluctuation again!

This fluctuation was formless and intangible, yet it was exactly the same as what had happened with his father.

Ye Yuan's heart stirred. Mo Lifei had clearly been utterly destroyed, body and soul, yet now a trace of fluctuation emanated from his spirit tablet.

This fluctuation made him even more certain that the last time was not an illusion.

But the others present were completely unaware.

After kowtowing, Ning Tianping then kowtowed to Ye Yuan and said, "Tianping thanks you, my lord, for granting my wish!"

Ye Yuan accepted it calmly and said, "Your filial piety, I naturally grant. Alright, lie down now. Your injuries are severe and will take about half a month to recover."

Ning Tianping nodded, carefully put away Mo Lifei's spirit tablet, and lay down again.

...

Half a month later, under Ye Yuan's meticulous treatment, he finally fully recovered.

Then, accompanied by Rufeng, Ye Yuan ransacked the Hidden Vein's medicine storehouse.

Watching Ye Yuan store one rare spiritual herb after another into his storage ring, the muscles on Rufeng's face twitched.

These spiritual herbs had been collected by the Hidden Vein over countless years.

Many of them were nearly extinct.

"Kid, that's enough! The spiritual herbs you've taken now could almost empty an entire dojo!" Rufeng said sternly.

Ye Yuan turned to look at him, grinned, and with a swoosh, collected an entire section at once.

Earlier, he had been picking selectively; now he was taking whole piles at a time.

That was terrifying!

Rufeng choked on his words and almost couldn't resist slapping Ye Yuan to death.

"Fine... you win!" Rufeng said, suppressing his anger.

After plundering the spiritual herbs, Ye Yuan went to the treasure vault to select Heavenly Emperor spiritual treasures.

Ye Yuan picked thirteen swords in one go, keeping twelve for himself and giving one to Ning Tianping.

With twelve Heavenly Emperor spiritual treasures added to the sword formation, its power would increase further.

This time, Rufeng had learned his lesson.

Though his heart still bled, he kept silent and said nothing.

Otherwise, this kid might just take the entire vault.

Additionally, Ye Yuan also gathered a large number of divine essence stones.

Other people's belongings—why not take them?

As for techniques and martial skills, Ye Yuan couldn't be bothered to look at them.

Such things no longer held any meaning for him.

Finally, Rufeng led Ye Yuan and Ning Guichen to the Hidden Vein's sacred ground.

Entering the sacred ground, an immensely sacred aura rushed toward them.

On a vast wilderness, eight statues as towering as giant mountains stood proudly.

This sacred aura emanated from the statues.

Upon seeing the eight statues, Ning Tianping involuntarily knelt down.

Ye Yuan extended his palm, and a surge of Dao energy suddenly shot out, lifting Ning Tianping up.

Ning Tianping felt ashamed and said, "My lord, such... such intense Heavenly Dao aura!"

Beside them, Rufeng's pupils contracted sharply.

These eight statues were beings akin to deities.

Even the divine race, upon entering here for the first time to receive the gods' baptism, would be forced to kneel by the Dao's pressure.

Yet Ye Yuan not only remained unaffected himself but also easily helped Ning Tianping overcome this psychological barrier.

This fellow's comprehension of the Dao had reached an extremely profound level!

Rufeng thought to himself.

But he did not know that Ye Yuan's heart was also in turmoil!

The aura on these deities was actually extremely similar to that of the Lesser Tongtian Mountain!

Although the aura of these deities was far less profound than that of the Lesser Tongtian Mountain, Ye Yuan was certain it was the same kind of aura!

This was the first time Ye Yuan had encountered something with the same aura as the Lesser Tongtian Mountain.

What was the origin of these statues?

"These eight statues are the incarnations of the Heavenly Dao! In the previous era, they imparted the Dao to the eight progenitors of the divine race! Later, when the eight progenitors attained the Dao, they took materials from Tongtian Mountain and carved these incarnations of the Heavenly Dao! Every member of the divine race must undergo the baptism of these eight statues to become an official member of the divine race! This is the Dao of our divine race—you cannot comprehend it!" Rufeng said solemnly.

Ye Yuan swept his gaze around and saw many divine race strong ones comprehending the Dao beneath the statues.

So the divine race cultivated only the Heavenly Dao, originating from this!

"The eight progenitors of the divine race—is Tianhe one of them?" Ye Yuan suddenly asked.

Rufeng's expression changed, and he exclaimed, "You... you have met Progenitor Tianhe?"

Indeed!

Ye Yuan had not expected Tianhe's background to be so significant.

He nodded and said, "Yes, he was suppressed in the Shura Blood Sea of the Senluo Ghost Domain and recently broke out of confinement!"

Upon hearing this, Rufeng was overjoyed and said, "Haha... The progenitor has emerged; the revival of our divine race is imminent! Joyful, celebratory! I must inform the Great Elder of this joyous news!"

Ye Yuan looked at him with a strange expression and said, "What are you so happy about? After he emerged, he was severely wounded by a Dao artifact, and I cut off one of his arms. Now he's probably hiding somewhere recovering his strength."

"What? You... you cut off Progenitor Tianhe's arm? Impossible!" Rufeng exclaimed in shock and anger.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "If he were at his peak, of course it would be impossible. But what if he was at the same cultivation level as me?"

Rufeng's expression froze, and his face turned ashen.

Yes, this kid was too monstrous!

Invincible at the same level—that wasn't just talk!

The progenitor had been suppressed for an era, his strength nearly depleted. After emerging, he was severely wounded by a Dao artifact. How much power did he have left to fight Ye Yuan?

If Ye Yuan were an ordinary Heavenly Sovereign, even if the progenitor were only at the Heavenly Sovereign level, he could easily handle him.

But Ye Yuan's combat power was a hundred times stronger than that of a divine race member at the same level!

It seemed not so hard to understand that the progenitor had suffered a great loss.

Ye Yuan looked at the eight statues, a hint of amusement curling at the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "Incarnations of the Heavenly Dao, interesting! I wonder when I'll get to see the true incarnation of the Heavenly Dao! Tianping, go and comprehend the eight statues. Comprehend as much as you can."

Rufeng sneered, "The inheritance of the eight statues can only be received by humans who have achieved unity of spirit and flesh. If he goes to comprehend, he will be crushed by the Heavenly Dao pressure of the statues!"

Ning Tianping himself also felt immense pressure and said bitterly, "My lord, I'm afraid I can't do it!"

Ye Yuan said calmly, "What are you afraid of? I'll protect you! This is what the divine race owes you. Since it's given to you, take it!"

Hearing this, Ning Tianping mustered his courage and nodded, "Yes, my lord!"

With that, he strode toward the statues.

Ning Tianping's whole body trembled, as if he felt the eight statues come to life, their gazes all fixed on him.

A terrifying aura of the Heavenly Dao suddenly descended!