Everyone from the Fire Clan was stunned when they saw Ye Zicang's figure.
This was Yan Ba's disciple? So young…
At the same time, they were even more certain that the ancestor had indeed descended.
They had no idea when Ye Zicang had arrived.
There was not a single fluctuation in space.
Flame Extinguisher looked at this clearly thirteen-year-old youth with a somewhat pained expression.
"You…you…you are the disciple of the ancestor?”
At this moment, Yan Jin was very frustrated.
This young man was obviously the disciple of the ancestor, and he was a disciple of the ancestor whose seniority was so high that no one could complain.
Nominally, this youth was also their elder.
However, the thought of calling a young man an elder made him feel extremely awkward.
All of them were peak experts on the continent, and they were all existences that could shake the world.
"That's right, I am……Yan Ba's disciple.”
Ye Zicang grinned, revealing his white teeth.
At this moment, Ye Zicang was like an ordinary youth. He had restrained his aura, making people look down on his cultivation.
Facing Ye Zicang's mysterious identity, the surrounding elders of the Fire Clan started discussing among themselves.
"Patriarch, can you tell his cultivation level?”
"I don't know. He should have some special cultivation technique to increase his cultivation.”
"How can such a cultivation technique block the eyes of Spirit Saints like us?”
For a time, many elders secretly discussed through voice transmissions.
In the end, he came to the conclusion that Ye Zicang was probably someone without any cultivation. After all, if they thought that a 13-year-old youth had the strength of a Spirit Sage, they would all shake their heads.
If that was the case, they had lived for nothing all these years.
Perhaps it was because he had no cultivation but was talented that the ancestor sent the youth to the lower realm to give him time to develop.
Thinking of this, the rest of the elders nodded secretly. This reason was very reasonable…
At this moment, Ye Zicang looked at the surrounding Fire Clan Elders with a faint smile.
Ignoring the words of the elders, Yan Jin, and the others.
Then, he faced Flame Extinguisher.
"Your name is Yan Jin, right?”
"That's right."
Flame Extinguisher nodded.
"Alright, I'll call you Yan Jin from now on. It feels weird to call you little grandson Yan Jin. Work hard in the future and you'll definitely become great in the future.”
Ye Zi patted Yan Jin's arm like an elder.
With that, he walked out of the cemetery like an old ancestor.
Seeing this scene, the corners of the old men's mouths twitched…
Was this a little ancestor?
……
A moment later.
Ye Zicang had come to the Fire Clan as the disciple of the 19th generation Patriarch of the Fire Clan, Yan Ba. Forefather Yan Ba had sent him to the lower realm with a heaven-defying method to gain experience.
This news spread like wildfire.
In less than half a day, the Yan Clan was in an uproar.
At the same time, the entire Yan Clan was forbidden from telling outsiders about this matter. If anyone was discovered, their cultivation would be crippled and they would be banished to the Yan Clan's commoners.
All the disciples of the Fire Clan spread out and ran towards Ye Zicang's residence.
They all wanted to see how powerful this disciple from the Upper Realm was.
However, he was refuted by the Fire Clan disciple's curiosity. This was only to protect Ye Zicang's safety.
Even genius disciples like Yan Zi and Yan Xuan didn't let them pass.
All of this made the Fire Clan disciples even more curious and deepened Ye Zicang's mysteriousness.
At this moment, the elders and elders of the Yan Clan came out from the meeting hall.
They all attended the meeting.
It couldn't be helped. The news of Forefather Flame Tyrant's appearance was too important, and they had to discuss Ye Zicang's protective measures.
"Does everyone know the process now?"
Yan Yan's rough face was gone, but his eyes were shining with wisdom. He glanced around and spoke calmly.
Hearing this, the elders nodded.
"Elders, do you have any plans?”
Flame Extinguisher spoke again.
As Yan Jin finished speaking, many elders voiced their opinions. They all wanted to win Ye Zicang over and said that they wanted to train Ye Zicang to teach him.
However, just as everyone was talking.
A cynical voice sounded.
As he spoke.
Yan Jin's eyes flashed with helplessness as he sighed in his heart.
Yan Jin then turned to look at Ye Zicang, who was sitting next to him, pouting as he ate the delicacies like a spoiled brat.
"You don't have the right to teach me, so you don't have to restrict my freedom. If I have any instructions for you, I will tell you.”
Ye Zicang muttered to himself as he ate.
As soon as he finished speaking, the meeting room fell silent…
"This…"
For a moment, everyone was at a loss for words. Was this living ancestor really the disciple of Forefather Flame Tyrant? He had learned his temper, but not the rest…
"Impossible, you…we have to consider your safety. If the Soul Clan or the other eight ancient clans know of your origins, you will definitely be captured. The consequences will be unimaginable.”
An old man shook his head.
Ye Zicang swallowed the food in his mouth and grinned.
Her fair fingers gently tapped on the table.
A strange aura instantly rippled and spread out, like water droplets falling on the surface of a lake.
"Kacha."
A crisp sound rang out.
The sturdy conference table shattered…
！
Yan Jin's rough tiger eyes suddenly narrowed.
This was…
The rest of the elders stood up.
The old man's face was filled with shock. How was this possible?
It should be known that a round table that could be used as the meeting hall of the Yan clan was not trash. Even a Dou Zun would have to spend some effort to destroy it.
But now, they saw Ye Zicang, a thirteen-year-old boy, breaking the table with a light tap of his finger?
Suddenly!
Before everyone could be shocked, the broken table seemed to have been weathered.
It was visible to the naked eye that it turned into dust.
"Damn it! You've really lived like a dog."
A five-star Spirit Sage Elder with a fiery temper cursed when he saw this.
They must be idiots if they still thought that Ye Zicang had no cultivation base.
Did he have no cultivation? Without cultivation, there would be no more experts in the entire continent.
"What is your cultivation base?"
An elder of the Fire Clan looked at Ye Zicang and asked.
"I can hit you."
Ye Zicang said with a cynical smile.
“……”
Yan Jin's calm face twitched at Ye Zicang's words.
What the hell?
The weakest here was a Two-star Spirit Saint, and the elder who spoke had the peerless cultivation of a Four-star Spirit Saint.
There was no problem beating him up?
Even Yan Jin, who was the clan leader of the eight ancient clans and had a calm and steady character, twitched his mouth.
Living like a dog…
……
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