Martial Master

This figure had been sitting here for an unknown number of years, emanating an ancient and aged aura, and it seemed that he had completely lost his vitality.

However, even so, the overwhelming aura from this person was like a torch shining through the ages, radiating an unsettling energy that made everyone’s hearts quiver.

“Supreme?”

“Is this a supreme?”

Many people were shocked.

This was just a corpse, yet it could emit such a terrifying aura. How strong was he when he was alive?

It was unimaginable.

At the very least, even the Void Temple Master and others gasped in shock. This person had undoubtedly surpassed the pinnacle heavenly venerable level in life; otherwise, it would be impossible for him to unleash such an astonishing aura and might.

In an instant, everyone looked toward Ji Tianyao. The emergence of such a horrifying withered figure in the Ji family's Hell Mountain was enough to startle everyone and leave them in awe.

This matter likely only had its clues known to Ancestor Ji Tianyao of the Ji family.

“Ruyue, Wuxue.”

At this moment, seeing the two figures inside, Qin Chen's eyes flared with boundless rage.

Boom! He rushed forward madly, but a terrifying force emanated from the great hall, carrying the chaos aura that violently sent Qin Chen flying back.

“Damn it.”

Qin Chen, in fury, glared at Ji Tianyao and shouted, “Ji Tianyao, what exactly is going on here?”

The two bound figures were none other than Ruyue and Wuxue.

At this moment, the two were unconscious and silent, covered by two different chaos auras, and it seemed that a stream of power was being emitted from their bodies, dissipating into the world.

“Hehe.”

Xiao Wudao suddenly turned his head, smiling at Ji Tianyao, “Ji Tianyao, your Ji family actually still hides the sinner Ji Tianguang, who was once an enemy of mine. You have quite a boldness!”

As he spoke, Xiao Wudao sighed while looking at the withered figure before him. “Back then, your Ji family opposed my Xiao family, led by Ji Tianguang. Unfortunately, in that battle, Ji Tianguang was defeated by me, his path was broken, his lifespan exhausted, and in the end, he vanished without a trace. My Xiao family searched the Ancient Realm but could not find him, thinking he had departed the Ancient Realm or was buried elsewhere. I never expected him to be here in Hell Mountain.”

Xiao Wudao exuded a rich aura.

“Ji Tianguang!”

Immediately, many powerful figures present changed color, revealing expressions of shock.

The Head of the Ye Family and the Head of the Jiang Family, both ancient clan heads, were also shaken, their faces filled with disbelief.

They were incredibly familiar with this name, Ji Tianguang, who had led the Ji family in the contest for control of the Ancient Realm against the Xiao family back in the day. Unfortunately, due to internal chaos within the Ji family, Ji Tianguang was ambushed by many powerful figures of the Xiao family led by Xiao Wudao, and the Ji family’s support arrived too late.

In the end, Ji Tianguang was heavily wounded, his path broken, and his fate unknown.

However, from the day Ji Tianguang was defeated, the Ji family's fortunes plummeted, pursued by the Xiao family until they were forced to become the Xiao family's lackeys, driving out or killing half of their clan before gaining the right to survive in the Ancient Realm.

And because of that battle, the Xiao family established their reputation as the number one family in the Ancient Realm, birthing the supreme warrior Xiao Wudao.

Looking back, this was an incident that happened countless years ago. Later, after the Ancient Realm was stabilized, the Xiao family continued to search for Ji Tianguang's whereabouts, but ultimately found no news.

However, knowing that Ji Tianguang had his path broken and his origin damaged by Xiao Wudao, the Xiao family did not pay much attention to it, thinking he would not live long.

Unexpectedly, Ji Tianguang was here.

“Ancestor Xiao Wudao, I do not know what you are talking about. I, Ji Tianyao, also do not know why the corpse of my ancestor Ji Tianguang is here. It seems he was heavily injured back then and had no choice but to sit here in meditation. Had I known my ancestor was here, I would have buried him and would never have allowed his body to decay here.”