That was the question Yan Wuji wanted to know the answer to the most. In the previous battle, the entire Great Yan Dynasty had been reduced to a pile of ruins in a single moment.
The glorious Divine Kingdom of the past had now become a wasteland.
The Great Yan Dynasty that had ruled over the Western Continent for several hundred thousand years had lost its imperial authority and was reduced to a laughingstock.
However, Yan Miesheng actually did not appear to assist them back then. He did not protect the Great Yan Dynasty from the catastrophic battle, allowing it to survive unscathed.
Yan Wuji was extremely confused by this. As a matter of fact, he was not even certain that the figure shrouded in black mist was the ruler of the Great Yan Dynasty from three generations ago.
"What? Are you blaming me?"
Yan Wuji shuddered and lowered his head in a hurry. "My descendants dare not. It's just that … I don't quite understand."
"Don't understand?"
The figure shrouded in black mist surged before calming down a while later. A gloomy sigh rang out from within.
The voice was filled with helplessness, pain, and a sliver of anger.
"There are far too many things in this world that I don't understand. You don't understand, I don't understand, and no one else understands either. The only one who understands and can tell right from wrong is the heavenly ways."
"In the eyes of people like you, the Starsource Continent is so vast, but in the eyes of the heavenly ways, it's nothing more than a drop in the ocean. It's not even worth mentioning."
"Whether it's the countless cultivators or the countless living beings within, they're all ants. Everything that happens follows karma, and karma is in the hands of the heavenly ways."
Yan Miesheng's words were extremely profound and difficult to understand. As a result, Yan Wuji furrowed his brows, but he dared not ask any more questions.
After all, although the figure before him did not have a human figure and was only a ball of black mist, it was the true ruler of the Great Yan Dynasty from three generations ago, Yan Miesheng, his ancestor!
"I never thought that my descendants would get worse with each generation. Even in your generation, the bloodline within you has become so thin. No wonder the fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty has declined."
The gloomy sigh rang out from the black mist again. It seemed to come from a black hole, spreading through the sky. However, only Yan Wuji could hear it.
"It looks like the entire situation on the Starsource Continent has changed silently after the battle. I just never discovered these changes before I awakened," Jian Chen thought to himself.
"Now that I've seen the light of day again, the heavenly ways have actually become like this. The Starsource Continent is no longer the Starsource Continent of the past, and the sky is no longer the same as before …"
Sighing faintly, Yan Miesheng did not speak further.
The atmosphere in the room gradually became heavy and oppressive. It was as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on Yan Wuji's chest, causing him to feel as if he couldn't breathe.
Why did the Patriarch feel this way?
Could it be that the Old Ancestor still couldn't see the situation clearly?
The rebuilding of the Great Yan Dynasty was imminent. If he wanted to restore the authority of the imperial family of the Great Yan Dynasty and spread the fame of the Great Yan Dynasty across the entire Starsource Continent once more, he would have to do something as simple as that.
He needed to firmly grasp the entire Western Continent in his hands and sweep away the previous decline.
But before that, the first thing to do was to rebuild the Great Yan Dynasty, restore the glorious divine kingdom of the past, and reinvigorate the might of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Of course, all of this was under the premise that Yan Miesheng would take action.
Thinking up to there, Yan Wuji said uneasily, "Ancestor, I have something to report to you."
"If you want to rebuild the Great Yan Dynasty and restore its former glory, there's no need to mention this again, because I won't be taking action."
Immediately, Yan Wuji was taken aback. Confusion filled his eyes. "Ancestor, this is …"
"The fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty has declined. This is fated by the heavens. It cannot be changed."
A desolate voice rang out slowly with a hint of helplessness.
Hearing this, Yan Wuji was startled. He did not say anything. However, his eyes, which were originally filled with heat, gradually dimmed.
The heavenly ways were elusive and unfathomable. Ordinary people would struggle to understand them, or even think about them.
No matter what it was, as long as it was related to the heavenly ways, it would be difficult to resolve.
Even the ancestor had said that the fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty had declined. This was fated by the heavens. It could not be changed.
The Great Yan Dynasty had declined and ceased to exist. There was no way for it to regain its former glory.
Thinking about the person who caused all of this, Yan Wuji gritted his teeth in hatred.
If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't strong enough, he would've participated in the previous battle and killed the heavily injured Wang Yan with a sneak attack.
However, he could only think about it in his head. It would never happen in reality.
As he thought of this, Yan Wuji's voice was as cold as ice as he said, "Ancestor, the main culprit who caused the Great Yan Empire to be unable to recover from this setback and fall is that brat Wang Yan!"
"If you didn't show up, Wuji naturally wouldn't have any other thoughts. However, you have reappeared. Would Wang Yan …"
Hmph!
The black shadow in the void suddenly rumbled and a cold snort came from within.
It was like thunder exploding next to Yan Wuji, shaking his mind and causing his Ocean of Soul to rumble.
"If you dream about something you can't achieve, it will only lead to your death."
"The Great Yan Dynasty cannot afford to become enemies with Wang Yan. It's not because his cultivation is terrifying and I can't take him down, but because he's no longer our enemy."
Yan Wuji suppressed his fear and asked reluctantly, "What do you mean by that, ancestor?
I don't understand. "
"Wang Yan has already been targeted by the Skyroad sect. He's an enemy of the Skyroad sect. I- I can't interfere."
…
In a world of whiteness, the cold wind was as sharp as knives, causing people's faces to ache. It was like swords were stabbing at their skin.
Heavy snowflakes fluttered in the air, causing the vast mountain range to be covered in pure white.
The sky was white as far as the eye could see. It was like the entire world had become a white sea.
This was the extreme north of the Starsource Continent, the snowy region of the River of Forgetfulness.
Suddenly, in this snowy world, a black shadow appeared.
As time passed, the black figure gradually grew larger.
In the next moment, the black figure completely revealed itself, turning into a tall, slender figure.
He wore a green robe. His face was angular, and his eyes were deep. However, the most eye-catching thing was his eyes. They were actually double pupils.
This person was none other than Tian Jizi, who had fled after being frightened by the vision of the Divine Eyes of Annihilation.
Overwhelmed with shock, Tian Jizi passed through the West Continent, the Central Continent, the South Continent, and directly arrived at the extreme north of the North Continent.
Using his powerful cultivation, he passed through thick layers of ice and extended for who knows how many miles. He used the Turtle Breathing Technique and hid for three days and three nights. He only dared to show himself today.
"How did he obtain Divine Emperor Zang Tian's legacy?!
How did he learn the Divine Eyes of Annihilation?!
Just who is he?! "
"Why does he not only possess the famous skills of the many powerful Venerables in the Great War of Annihilation?!
And he also possesses the Body Tempering Technique of the Devil's Doctrine that has been extinct since ancient times?! "
(End of this chapter)