My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Chapter 397 - 397: Resurrection Tribulation, Attack of the Heavenly Primordial Spirit Embryo

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jiang Shan’s departure was not made public in the Heavenly Court. His identity as the Eternal Killing Star had always been a secret of the Heavenly Court, and only a few people knew about it.

Jiang Changsheng continued to cultivate. He had done what he could for Jiang Shan. The rest was up to the kid.

In the future, no one would disturb Jiang Changsheng.

There were more and more martial artists from the Yan Clan in the Mental Wander Realm, and most of them were from the younger generation. However, there were countless believers in the Mental Wander Realm, so their arrival did not cause any waves.

Time flew by.

Endless ocean, Tianjian Mountain.

Ye Zhan was currently meditating in the cave. A sloppy old man stood at the entrance and was watching him train.

“You don’t need to wait any longer. Even if I promise you, you won’t get what you want because it’s too far away.”

Ye Zhan said as he circulated his energy.

The sloppy old man asked, “Why? Don’t tell me you don’t have the ability to return to the Upper Realm?”

Even though he knew that the world had become larger, he did not know that the Dao Ancestor had sent the Kunlun Field into the Endless Void. He still believed that people from the Upper Realm could ascend back to the Upper Realm.

“Indeed, I can’t.”

Ye Zhan casually answered. The Reincarnation Race wanted to resurrect the dead clansmen of the Ye Clan. After all, the bodies of top experts would not decay. As long as they found the cemetery of the Ye Clan, they would be able to obtain the corpses of a large number of experts. The sloppy old man also promised to avenge him once these people were resurrected.

At first, Ye Zhan was tempted, but after the Ye Ancestor exerted great effort to persuade him, coupled with his investigation of the Reincarnation Race in the Mental Wander Realm, he felt that this race could not be trusted.

The sloppy old man was silent and unwilling.

The people of the Reincarnation Race were all Martial Emperors and had their own ambitions. They originally wanted to engulf the world and dominate it. However, the Dao Ancestor appeared out of nowhere and ruled the world at a speed that made them dumbfounded.

It was impossible for them to overthrow the rule of the Heavenly Court, so they focused their attention on the Upper Realm.

As long as they established a connection with the Upper Realm, even if they could not dominate it, they could do so in another place. However, Ye Zhan’s attitude towards them was very perfunctory.

The sloppy old man sighed, stood up, and prepared to leave.

Ye Zhan suddenly looked at him and said, “Do you really know your background? Are you sure your existence is the kindness of the Heavenly Dao and not an artificial scheme?”

The sloppy old man frowned and turned to look at him. “What do you know?”

Ye Zhan shook his head and said, “I don’t know, but not every is as reasonable as me. If you don’t figure out your status, no matter how ambitious you are, it will be all for nothing. You might even benefits others instead.”

The sloppy old man was silent.

He stared at Ye Zhan as if he wanted to see through his heart, but he failed.

Ye Zhan no longer cared about him.

The Reincarnation Race was not worth mentioning!

If they were in the Upper Realm, he would not even bother to look at such a force.

The reason he was still polite to the sloppy old man was because he wanted to make a contribution!

If you wanted to join the Heavenly Court in the future, how could you not have any contributions?

The sloppy old man finally left while Ye Zhan continued to train. He believed that this guy would come and find him again.

“I have always felt that the law of resurrection might cause a calamity in the martial world.”

The Ye Ancestor appeared and spun in mid-air as he slowly spoke.

“In the 3000 worlds, any Martial Emperor’s physical body can last forever. God knows how many corpses there are in all the graveyards combined. Once all of them are resurrected, it’s not impossible to shake the Divine Martial Realm.”

The Ye Ancestor lamented. Anyway, he was not in a hurry. In any case, he was already dead and had been cursed as an evil spirit.

On a wasteland, Jiang Jian, Lin Haotian, and Ping’an were resting. Jiang Jian was roasting a huge beast leg with oil sizzling out, making Ping’an drool.

Above their heads hung a huge moon, similar to the night sky, without any stars.