There were only three ancestral temples in the entire Ancient clan. They were located in the imperial cities of the three clans, below the statues of the Ancient Ancestor.
Every adult ancient clan member would go to the ancestral temple when they went through the third trial. However, they wouldn't go too deep into the ancestral temple. Only the members of the royal family could go to the depths of the ancestral temple to go through the tribulation.
Since ancient times, very few people were qualified to go into closed door cultivation inside the ancestral temple. Even Grand Empyreans found it difficult to do so, because the right to open the ancestral temple was in the hands of the previous emperors.
Wang Lin stood at the center of the Ancient Shi imperial city, below the giant statue of the Ancient Ancestor. Wang Lin silently looked at the statue that seemed to support the sky.
This statue was exactly the same as the one in the Ancient Dao imperial city. The Ji Ancestor had his hands behind his back and looked at the world with contempt and disdain.
Before Wang Lin crossed the three Heaven Trampling Bridges, he didn't feel much about this statue.
However, at this moment, the statue was different in his eyes.
The contempt and disdain were only on the surface. Deep in his eyes, Wang Lin saw a hidden sadness. That sadness seemed to be for himself and for all living beings.
Wang Lin softly asked, "Who carved this statue of the Ancient Ancestor?"
Song Tian stood beside Wang Lin. He also looked at the statue and slowly said, "Grand Empyrean Gu Dao …"
"After the Ancient Ancestor disappeared, Grand Empyrean Gu Dao found three mountains from somewhere and personally carved this statue. He then placed it in the imperial cities of the three clans.
It is because of this that we descendants of the Ancient clan can remember the appearance of the Ancient Ancestor and not forget it over time. "
Wang Lin nodded. He knew that a clan had to have a symbol. Without this core, the clan wouldn't be able to reproduce and would slowly die over time.
It was obvious that the Ancient Ancestor statue and the legends were the symbols of the three clans of the Ancient clan. As long as the statue existed, the Ji clan existed!
Grand Empyrean Gu Dao was the guardian of the entire Ancient clan. Just this matter showed how wise he was.
There were only Wang Lin and Song Yao below the statue. They seemed to be waiting for something.
Not long after, murmuring sounds came from the direction of the royal palace. A dark light shot into the sky and circled around the statue of Ji Zu, forming dark halos.
Below the statue, between Ji Zu's feet, there was a curved door on the huge boulder. This door was sealed, but as the dark ring of light surrounded it, rumbling sounds came from inside the door and it slowly opened.
"Brother Wang, the ancestral shrine has opened, so I won't be going in. Take care!" Song Tian cupped his fists towards Wang Lin.
Wang Lin looked at the opening gate with a solemn expression. Whether or not he could give Li Muwan the qualification to enter the Immemorial God Realm would depend on whether or not he could obtain another two drops of soul blood from the third trial of the Ancient race.
After clasping his hands at Song Tian, Wang Lin took a deep breath and walked toward the ancestral shrine.
His pace wasn't fast, but every step he took was very stable. Step by step, he arrived before the fully opened door of the ancestral shrine. Without hesitation, he stepped inside.
As soon as he entered the ancestral temple, the door slowly began to close. After enough time passed for half an incense stick to burn, a boom could be heard as the door was completely shut.
The dark ring of light around the Ancient Ancestor statue gradually dissipated. It turned back into a ray of light and disappeared into the royal palace.
Song Tian stood there for a long time before letting out a sigh and leaving.
Most of the Ancient Shi members saw the light around the Ancient Ancestor statue, but not many knew that Wang Lin had entered. This matter was also forbidden by Emperor Shi Ji, so no one asked about it anymore.
The entire Ancient Shi was no different from before, but those who paid attention would find that Prince Ji Du, who had always been outside, was now living in the royal palace.
Ten years later, the Crown Prince was conferred the title of king and left to guard the border.
Another five years later, Prince Chi Man, who was most likely to become the future emperor, was also conferred the title of king and left the Ancient Shi imperial city.
In the next 15 years, the princes were conferred the title of king and left one by one. In these 30 years, the only one left in the imperial city was Prince Ji Du!
During these 30 years, Prince Ji Bu was very quiet and didn't have much contact with the outside world. His identity as the emperor had been decided, so he didn't need to act in the dark anymore. He just needed to do his best and nothing would go wrong.
30 years later, when all the princes besides him were conferred the title of king and left, the entire Ancient Shi knew who the future emperor would belong to.
Gradually, Ji Du began to come into contact with the hidden power and authority of the past emperors of the Ancient Shi. In the remaining 70 years, he would slowly hand over power to his father.
This was something that all three branches of the Ji clan had to do before the new emperor took over. During this period of time, it was the quietest time for the Ancient Shi.
Everything went on. Ketu Yi maintained a very good habit. Almost every morning, the first thing he did was to look in the direction of the ancestral temple and silently look at it.
He didn't know when he would see his godfather again, but this habit of his would never change.
Many of Ji Du's clansmen noticed this habit of Ji Du's and were very confused. Even if they secretly asked around, they had no clue.
Slowly, as time passed, this matter became a secret.
In addition to this habit, during these 30 years, Ji Du didn't forget Wang Lin's order. He had sent a lot of powerful people to Blackstone City to silently guard a woman. That woman was named Song Zhi.
After more than 100 years, Song Zhi was no longer the same as before. She had traces of time.
She still didn't know that there were many hidden experts in Blackstone City, including the city lord. Their life's mission was because of her.
Time passed without a trace. In the blink of an eye, another 20 years passed. It had been 50 years since Wang Lin entered the ancestral temple. On this day, the entire Ancient Shi held a grand ceremony.
This grand ceremony wasn't for Ji Du as the new emperor, but for his wedding. He chose a descendant of Song Tian, a woman named Song Yu, as his wife.
This woman was doted on by Song Tian. She was one of the few descendants that could personally listen to his teachings.
This grand ceremony lasted for several months. During this time, a lot of people from the other two clans and the royal family came. From the Ancient Dao, a middle-aged man came. If Wang Lin saw him, he would recognize that he looked very similar to Ye Mo.
He was Ye Mo's descendant.
After the ceremony ended and everyone left, Ji Du brought his wife to the ancestral temple on a night when the moon hung high in the sky and the earth was bathed in silver.
The moonlight was gentle and shined on the statue of Ji Zu. The surroundings were very quiet. Ji Du held his wife's hand and walked toward the ancestral temple while the woman was puzzled. Ji Du stopped 100 feet away from the ancestral temple.
He looked at the ancestral temple and was in a trance. After a long time, he silently knelt there. Although the woman was puzzled, she didn't ask. She knelt with him 100 feet away from the ancestral temple.
Ji Du softly said, "Song Yu, we are not worshipping the Ancient Ancestor."
The woman was startled.
"We are worshipping my godfather.
"Godfather?" The woman was very surprised.
"Godfather, Ji Du married Lord Song's descendant. In the future, she will be the empress of the Ancient Shi. Today, I brought her here to greet godfather!" Ji Du's expression was extremely respectful. This respect came from the bottom of his heart and was filled with sincerity.
He would always remember that everything he had was given to him by Wang Lin. He would always remember that without Wang Lin, he would never be able to become an emperor.
It was even to the extent that the woman by his side might not be his wife but Chi Man.
"Godfather, there are still 50 years until Ji Du becomes the new emperor. I hope that on that day, I can see godfather …"
Ji Du murmured and bowed toward the ancestral temple.
The woman beside him seemed to remember something, and her eyes were filled with shock as she looked at the ancestral temple. She vaguely remembered that her Song family's ancestor, Lord Song, had once unintentionally mentioned something, a name.
When this name was mentioned, Song Tian's expression was complicated and filled with emotion, but there was also a hint of admiration.
The woman softly said, "King … King …"
Ji Du didn't speak and just knelt there. After a long time, he silently left with his wife. However, just as he was a few hundred feet away …
A leisurely voice came from the ancestral temple.
"When you become the new emperor, your father will go."
Ji Du's body trembled and he suddenly turned around. He looked at the ancestral temple and smiled.
In the depths of the ancestral temple, Wang Lin was sitting there. His body gave off the smell of decay and was withered. He looked like a skeleton.
However, his eyes were still bright.
"The Ancient clan's Three Trials Seven Calamities. Back in the cave world, I passed the Second Trials Four Calamities and the first of the Three Trials Seven Calamities.
"The first calamity of the Ancient clan's Three Trials Seven Calamities is the Ancient Race Heavenly Blood!
The second calamity is the Ancient Dao Three Soul Splits!
The third calamity is the last calamity, the Ancient Ancestor's Gift! "
Wang Lin murmured as he looked ahead. There was a stone tablet before him, and this stone tablet was engraved with all the information about the Ancient clan's Three Trials Seven Calamities.
After a long time, Wang Lin closed his eyes. The voice of the Soul Blood Tiger echoed in his mind when he passed the first calamity of the third trial and obtained a drop of the Soul Blood Tiger.
"If I want the sky to collapse, the sky will collapse. If I want the earth to shatter, the earth must shatter!
"If I want all living beings to die, no one will dare to not die. If I want there to be no celestials in the world, who will dare to exist …" Following that, Shang Tong said, "Recently, I've been in a daze looking at the last part of the outline for a long time before I began to type words.
"I don't want to erupt, I really don't. It's not because I'm tired, but because I want to accompany everyone for a few more days before the celestial renegade ends.
"Every time I erupt, it means the end of the Li King is one day closer.