Martial Master

"Fortunately, I didn't rush in earlier," Qin Chen thought to himself, feeling relieved. Otherwise, it was very likely that the Ji family would have discovered him, and it would have been troublesome to enter again.

"Come in," the Grand Elder commanded coldly, leading the way into the Void Forbidden Land, and everyone followed closely behind.

As soon as they entered the ancestral land, a rich primordial aura rushed towards them.

This was an extraordinarily magical place, with lush mountains everywhere, as if it had existed for thousands of years—very ancient, with even the air exuding a primordial scent.

Moreover, the trees here were very peculiar, all types that no one had ever seen before, and without exception, they were immensely large, unlike anything in the outside world, as if they had entered a different space.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, from the distant mountains, a terrifying blood beast seemed to roar, emitting a chilling aura.

"Are there actually blood beasts here?" someone gasped, murmuring.

They had imagined many forms of the ancestral land, such as an ancient site or a secret stone chamber, but never considered that it would be an unknown world hidden in the void like this.

The Grand Elder's gaze was cold as he said, "This place is the ancestral land of the Ji family, and also our forbidden land. You have the chance to come here, which is luck. Remember, in this ancestral land, you cannot roam freely, as it is fraught with danger. If you recklessly wander and meet your demise, I won't be able to save you."

As the Grand Elder spoke, he soared forward.

Everyone closely followed, sensing their surroundings with trepidation, for the aura here was starkly different from the outside world, bringing a subtle sense of oppression, as if they were unworthy of staying in this space, weighed down heavily.

Qin Chen followed behind the Grand Elder, observing his surroundings, but he couldn't help but frown.

Three hundred years ago, he had accompanied Ji Wuxue to this Ji family ancestral land, but compared to that time, it seemed that there had been some changes; however, he couldn't discern what exactly had changed, only that this place felt somewhat strange.

"Be careful," Qin Chen warned himself, cautiously moving forward. After flying for a while, Xu Dongsheng and the others were stunned.

In the distance, a massive black castle, stretching several dozen miles in size, loomed among the mountains like a colossal monster lurking there. Most terrifying was the multitude of figures patrolling around the castle, an immense number of them.

"This is truly the location of our Ji family's ancestral land," the Grand Elder declared proudly. "The place where you will undergo your baptism is within that castle."

As he spoke, a team of black-armored guards draped in black cloaks flew over from afar.

Seeing this team of guards, Xu Dongsheng and the others felt a chill in their hearts. These ten guards exuded a killing intent, each with a cold, indifferent expression.

"Each one is a master," Xu Dongsheng and the others were shocked.

Compared to the guards of the Ji family estate in the outside world, these black-armored, black-cloaked warriors radiated a stronger and more ferocious aura, colder and more frightening. What was even more terrifying was that these individuals were all Nineth Level Martial Gods.

"How does the Ji family have so many strong masters?" Even Qin Chen's eyes narrowed in surprise.

As an ancient hidden family, the Ji family's power was naturally quite formidable, but no matter how strong they were, there were limits.

Three hundred years ago, when Qin Chen had come here, although there were strong guards patrolling, only one was a Nineth Level Martial God, while the rest were peak Martial Emperors or half-step Martial Gods. But now?

This team of ten guards was all Nineth Level Martial Gods. When did the Ji family become so terrifying?

They were no weaker than some of the top forces on the continent.

Because looking around, there were at least a hundred individuals visible to the naked eye, and all of them were formidable Nineth Level Martial Gods, not the kind who had just broken through and whose auras were still unrefined, but rather like battle-hardened warriors.