34: Ancient Buddhist Tribe 1

North Cang Spiritual Institute, Heavenly Cultivation Area.

Han Yue sat cross-legged in the center of the courtyard, her body enveloped in a faint Moonlight glow. Since obtaining the “Major Thousand Worlds Spiritual Power Explanation,” she had been in seclusion for seven days, fully adapting to the Laws of this realm.

Suddenly, the Moonlight Thunder within her body stirred uncontrollably, and wisps of silver lightning emanated from her, weaving into a peculiar rune array diagram above her head.

“This is…” Han Yue opened her eyes in surprise.

The array diagram slowly rotated, emanating an ancient and mysterious aura. At the same time, the clouds above the North Cang Spiritual Institute began to twist, forming a gigantic vortex.

The anomaly immediately caused a stir throughout the entire Institute!

“What’s going on?”

“Is someone Breaking through to Supreme?”

Outside the Cultivation Area, Xiao Bing was discussing spiritual techniques with Headmaster Grand Cang. Sensing the abnormal fluctuations, his expression changed, and he instantly transformed into a flash of lightning, rushing towards Han Yue’s courtyard.

“This is… a Saint Mark?” Headmaster Grand Cang looked at the rune array diagram in the sky, his pupils contracting sharply, “How is this possible!”

When Xiao Bing arrived, Han Yue was already completely enveloped by silver lightning. The lightning was no longer as cold and piercing as before; instead, it had gained a sacred aura.

“Han Yue!” Xiao Bing tried to approach but was repelled by an invisible force.

Just then, a rift suddenly tore open in the Void Realm, and three figures stepped out. The leader was an old man in white robes, his face solemn, exuding suffocating Spiritual Pressure.

“Heavenly Supreme!” Headmaster Grand Cang, who arrived shortly after, exclaimed in shock.

The white-robed old man didn't even glance at anyone else; his gaze was fixed on Han Yue, his beard trembling with excitement: “Saintess Bloodline! It’s truly the Saintess Bloodline!”

The two young men and women behind him also looked shocked: “Grand Elder, is she…?”

“There’s no mistake!” The white-robed old man said excitedly, “This Saint Mark fluctuation is precisely our Fu Tu Ancient Clan’s Tai Ling Sacred Lightning, lost for a thousand years!”

Xiao Bing’s heart trembled upon hearing this. Fu Tu Ancient Clan? Wasn't that the super force mentioned in the Ice Emperor’s memories?

“Senior.” Xiao Bing stepped forward, saying in a deep voice, “My wife is Cultivating; please do not disturb her.”

The white-robed old man finally noticed Xiao Bing, his brows slightly furrowed: “Who are you?”

“I am Xiao Bing, Han Yue’s husband.”

“Husband?” The white-robed old man’s face instantly darkened, “A mere person from the Lower Plane, dares to be united with the Saintess?”

With a flick of his sleeve, terrifying Spiritual Pressure crushed down on Xiao Bing like a mountain!

“Be careful!” Headmaster Grand Cang tried to stop him but was blocked by the other two Fu Tu clansmen.

Facing the Heavenly Supreme’s Spiritual Pressure, Xiao Bing’s Nine Thunder Power was spontaneously activated, and nine-colored lightning interwove into a shield, forcibly withstanding the attack.

“Hmm?” The white-robed old man showed surprise, “You can actually block thirty percent of my Spiritual Pressure?”

Just as he was about to attack again, the lightning around Han Yue suddenly receded, and the rune array diagram transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into her glabella.

“Xiao Bing!” Han Yue, now conscious, immediately ran to Xiao Bing’s side, “Are you alright?”

Seeing this, the white-robed old man’s expression grew even uglier: “Saintess, please stay away from this person from the Lower Plane. The purest Saint Bloodline of my Fu Tu Ancient Clan flows within you; how can such an ant touch it?”

Han Yue’s eyes turned cold: “Your Excellency, who are you? Why do you speak so rudely?”

“I am Fu Tu Xuan, the Grand Elder of the Fu Tu Ancient Clan.” The white-robed old man said proudly, “What has Awakened within the Saintess is our clan’s long-lost Tai Ling Sacred Lightning, which means you are the rightful inheritor of our clan!”