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The recent summoning undoubtedly provided great support to the Ye Family Ancestor, allowing Ye Xingchen to feel more at ease regarding the safety of his family.
A few nights later, under a dark sky with howling winds, Ye Xingchen stealthily left his family's courtyard alone. His figure moved like a shadow through the night, ultimately arriving at the grand estate of the Shen Family.
At this moment, the Shen Family was on high alert, with guards stationed and lights ablaze, clearly prepared for any eventuality.
Inside the courtyard, Shen Zhengping and Shen Guanghao sat upright, their expressions serious as if waiting for someone important.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the courtyard like a ghost, moving with astonishing speed. The unexpected arrival startled Shen Guanghao, who jumped to his feet, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.
Shen Zhengping's expression also changed dramatically. He quickly summoned his internal energy, bracing himself to confront this unknown threat.
"Apologies for keeping you waiting, Brother Shen." A familiar and steady voice echoed in the night, like a gentle spring breeze that instantly dispelled the tension in the courtyard. It became clear that the figure was none other than Ye Xingchen.
Seeing this, Shen Zhengping hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting, forcing a smile onto his face. "Brother Ye, your strength has grown even more impressive; it truly is admirable." However, his eyes betrayed an unmistakable shock.
Despite knowing that Ye Xingchen was a King-level powerhouse while he himself was merely at the Peak of Marquis level, the fact that Ye Xingchen could enter the courtyard without him noticing was terrifying.
A bold thought surged in Shen Zhengping's mind: Could it be that Ye Xingchen had already reached a realm beyond that of a King? As soon as this idea surfaced, he dismissed it. After all, those above King were considered emperors in the mortal realm, and throughout the history of Qin State, very few had ever appeared. Shen Zhengping dared not entertain such thoughts further; he took a deep breath to calm himself.
Noticing this, Ye Xingchen smiled faintly and looked steadily at Shen Zhengping. "When shall we depart?"
Shen Zhengping's expression turned serious as determination flickered in his eyes. "This matter should not be delayed; we must set off immediately."
With that, Shen Zhengping turned and strode purposefully toward the Shen Family ancestral hall. Behind him followed a group of core disciples from the Shen Family, their steps firm and their spirits high. Ye Xingchen saw this and followed without hesitation, filled with curiosity and anticipation.
They soon arrived at the front of the Shen Family ancestral hall. Shen Zhengping stopped and turned to Ye Xingchen. "Brother Ye, the Sacred Tomb lies beneath my family's ancestral hall."
Years ago, to avoid drawing attention, the Shen Family had deliberately built their ancestral hall atop the Sacred Tomb. This way, whenever they arranged for someone to explore inside, they could claim it was for ancestor worship, leaving outsiders none the wiser.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but admire the cunning strategy of the Shen Family.
Shen Zhengping and Ye Xingchen were the first to step into the Sacred Tomb. As they entered, they were immediately hit by a strong sense of oppression as if a heavy weight pressed down on their hearts.
Shen Zhengping's expression grew serious as he spoke softly. "This Sacred Tomb is extraordinary; my family has only been able to explore its periphery for hundreds of years. Inside are Puppet mechanisms guarding it with strength around King level one or two. We are still unclear about what lies deeper." Hearing this, Ye Xingchen's demeanor also turned grave.
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