As the door opened, Song Yan saw a pair of eyes as calm as ancient wells.

He squinted slightly, but those eyes remained unmoved.

When the door was fully open, the owner of those eyes stood up.

Song Yan's pupils contracted tightly.

If it were a Netherworld creature or a monster appearing here, no matter how terrifying, he wouldn't be surprised.

But it was nothing like that. The person standing up was someone he knew.

White robes flowing, with a cold and disdainful demeanor, the surroundings radiated a faint aura, two long sleeves covering wide sleeves, and a pair of immortal eyes capturing the Spiritual Qi of creation.

Song Yan remembered the last time he saw this woman was hundreds of years ago, through Long Yinghai, seeing the "Dragon Tomb Ancient Race" ancestor.

The ancestor of the "Dragon Tomb Ancient Race" was recognized as the strongest of the Ancient Race, even other ancestors treated her with respect and soft words.

He...

No!

Everyone thought this Dragon Ancestor had already crossed the Sea of Suffering, or was in the process, at the very least about to cross it. But no one could imagine she was here, in the deepest part of the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm.

Why would she be here?

The two of them locked eyes.

Song Yan suddenly clasped his fists, respectfully and admiringly said, "Dragon Ancestor, I grew up hearing about your deeds, I never expected to see you today."

Su Yao: ...

The Dragon Ancestor looked at him with a frost-like expression, suddenly and succinctly said one word: "Come."

Song Yan scratched his head, laughed awkwardly, "Well... how can I accept that? How about, Dragon Ancestor, you casually give me something, and I'll leave?"

After saying that, he added, "In truth, treasure or not doesn't matter, the important thing is that I've met the real Dragon Ancestor today, that... is already my greatest harvest."

The Dragon Ancestor said, "Come."

Song Yan sighed and said, "You're so strong, why fight, can't win anyway."

The Dragon Ancestor looked at him coldly.

Song Yan continued, "I can come, but you have to tell me why you are here. Compared to treasures, now I am more curious about you."

The Dragon Ancestor said lightly, "Do you come or not?"

Song Yan sighed, "Since I'm here... just leaving like this, does feel somewhat unsatisfactory."

The Dragon Ancestor said no more, her hands floated two bright lights, Sword Qi swirling like flames, enveloping her, she walked step by step out of the door, standing in front of it.

Song Yan yet said, "Although unsatisfactory, I heard since childhood that you are the strongest of the Ancient Race."

The Dragon Ancestor said, "Don't waste your thoughts."

Her eyes were clear, without the slightest trace of arrogance stirred by words, naturally her heart had no cracks.

She looked steadily at Song Yan and said, "Fight, or die."

Song Yan squinted at her, suddenly said, "Offended."

The moment the words fell, he raised his hand and pointed, a white-clad Immortal emerged from his body, holding a Slaughter Firm Long Spear of the Purple Mansion Origin Burst and thrusting it forward, at the same time Corpse Demon Song Yan leapt from the other side, one hand forming a secret technique, one hand forming a fist, transforming into black light, striking towards the Dragon Ancestor.

The Dragon Ancestor used both swords, one sword piercing through the Slaughter Firm Long Spear, another sword blocking the fist of Corpse Demon Song Yan, the sword body slightly curved, a flick sound, sending Corpse Demon Song Yan rebounding far away, but he lowered himself and charged again.

The three figures swirled like white and black streaks in mid-air, complex and intricate.

Once separated again, the Dragon Ancestor stood proudly, her hands together, her two swords bursting with bright light, merging into one, pointing it towards Song Yan.

Song Yan took a deep breath, the white-clad Immortal with four hands outstretched, Slaughter Firm Spear, Sword Dao Insights, Demon Monk Four Truths, Demon Mother's Five Locks, and suddenly appearing strong aura around the Dragon Ancestor all gushed out at once, on him further the Changwang's Evil Treasure was restless, a hand of Changwang's ghost clawing out, seemingly wanting to grab new souls.

The Dragon Ancestor remained unmoved by the strong aura around her, nor by the four-armed Immortal approaching, but upon seeing the attire made by Changwang's Evil Treasure on the four-armed Immortal, her eyes involuntarily changed color.

In the next moment, she abruptly shifted from attack to defense, with a finger point, changing the thrust to a horizontal block, blocking the path of the white-clad Immortal's strike.

Boom!!

The Dragon Ancestor was knocked flying, slamming hard against a distant wall, then sliding down, her face pale.

Song Yan, though puzzled why she withdrew at a crucial moment, did not have the habit of stopping halfway through battle, he dashed through the gate, pushing the Slaughter Firm Long Spear, followed by Demon Mother's Five Locks, this level of attack required consideration from all angles, not just simple Technique or Divine Soul Attack.

However...

He stopped.

His spear tip was against the Dragon Ancestor's forehead.

The Dragon Ancestor did not resist but knelt on one knee, spoke in the most sincere voice, "Long'er, greets the master."

Song Yanqi said, "What master?"

The Dragon Ancestor said, "The master once said, if one day Long'er encounters the bearer of Changwang's Evil Treasure, it means he has come. Furthermore... as soon as the master appeared, I had a familiar feeling, originally wondering why, but it turned out it was here."

Song Yan: ...

The Dragon Ancestor continued, "Congratulations, master, the ten-thousand-year plan, Stealing Heaven and Changing the Day, has finally succeeded."

Song Yan: ...

The Dragon Ancestor respectfully stepped aside, saying, "Master, your relic is in the stone chamber behind me, go retrieve it, and everything will be clear."

Song Yan: ...

He suddenly pounced on the Dragon Ancestor, pushing her down, roughly pulling at her clothes, but she calmly stretched her body, compliantly cooperating with him, simultaneously closing her eyes, softly humming an enchanting sound.

But Song Yan abruptly stopped.

During the battle just now, he had already confirmed that the Dragon Ancestor before him indeed lived up to being the strongest of the Ancient Race, continuing the fight, the winner was uncertain. Yet the Dragon Ancestor, who was so powerful moments ago, now seemed ready to be picked at his whim, truly one second a fairy, the next a harlot.

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