Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2020: You Don’t Need to Leave

Upon his arrival at the location, the Ancestor Clan Chief scanned the gathered crowd of Ancestor Clan disciples.

"Have the identities of everyone here been verified?" the Ancestor Clan Chief inquired of a nearby Supreme Elder.

He was referring specifically to the credentials of Yang Xiaotian and the other participants.

The Supreme Elder of the Ancestor Clan bowed quickly and replied, "Not as of yet."

"Then conduct the inspection immediately. Once their backgrounds are confirmed, we shall proceed to the Ancestor Ruins," the Ancestor Clan Chief commanded.

While it was highly improbable that an outsider would attempt to infiltrate the ranks of the Ancestor Clan disciples, the Chief required a thorough vetting to be truly at ease.

Following the order with respect, the Supreme Elder and several other experts began a systematic examination of the identities of Yang Xiaotian and his peers.

One of the Ancestor Clan Supreme Elders walked toward Yang Xiaotian, demanding to see his Ancestor Certificate.

Yang Xiaotian complied, producing the document. He was then instructed to channel Holy Power into it, a task he performed successfully alongside the others.

As Yang Xiaotian’s Holy Power flowed into the Ancestor Certificate, the item activated, casting a brilliant glow.

The Supreme Elder, seeing the certificate react correctly, felt no suspicion. He handed the Ancestor Certificate back to Yang Xiaotian and moved on to the next person in line.

Despite passing the inspection, Yang Xiaotian remained vigilant, carefully masking his true aura.

A short while later, the verification process for all disciples was finished. A Supreme Elder approached the Ancestor Clan Chief to report: "Chief, every disciple has been checked; no discrepancies were found."

The Ancestor Clan Chief gave a slight nod of approval.

Afterward, the Ancestor Clan Chief gave a spirited speech to Yang Xiaotian and the rest of the Ancestor Clan disciples. He emphasized that they carried the future of the Ancestor Clan and urged them to make the most of this rare chance.

With his speech concluded, he triggered the opening of the portal leading into the Ancestor Ruins.

As the gateway to the Ancestor Ruins spiraled open, the Ancestor Clan Chief looked at the Ancestor Saint Heir with a gentle expression: "Go, and may fortune lead you to the Ancestor’s Heart this time."

The Ancestor’s Heart was the most precious treasure of the Ancestor Clan, hidden within the ruins by the Ancestor for one who was truly destined.

"Rest easy, Father. I will locate the Ancestor’s Heart and achieve a successful fusion," the Ancestor Saint Heir promised with a bow. "I will then enter the World Academy, walk the path of the Lord Ancestor, and bring eternal honor to our Ancestor Clan."

The Ancestor Clan Chief beamed at his son’s words: "I have full confidence in your success."

Among the entire generation of Ancestor Clan disciples, his son was undoubtedly the one most likely to find and claim the Ancestor’s Heart.

After bowing once more to the Ancestor Clan Chief, the Ancestor Saint Heir took to the sky and vanished into the portal.

Once the Ancestor Saint Heir had entered, the remaining Ancestor Clan disciples followed suit, flying into the passage. Yang Xiaotian was among the departing group.

The entrance was sealed shut as soon as the last disciple had crossed over.

Emerging from the passage, Yang Xiaotian found himself hovering over an expansive territory.

The landscape appeared barren and desolate, lacking the vibrancy that Yang Xiaotian had expected to see.

After orienting himself, Yang Xiaotian began flying toward the east.

The window of opportunity for the Ancestor Ruins was only thirty days.

During this month, he had to secure a vast quantity of Dao Holy Flame, Fourteenth Layer Dao Holy Water, and Four Hundred Million Year Divine Medicine, while also locating the cell of the Red Dragon Mad Demon.

However, the prison of the Red Dragon Mad Demon was likely protected by an Ancestor Soul, meaning a rescue would be difficult even if he found the location.

While in flight, Yang Xiaotian utilized his Chaos Holy Fire and Heavenly Dao Holy Body, attempting to detect the presence of Dao Holy Flame or Fourteenth Layer Dao Holy Water.

Half a day passed without any sign of the flame or water, but he suddenly caught a whiff of an intoxicating medicinal scent.

Yang Xiaotian recognized that specific aroma immediately.

There was no mistake; this was the unique fragrance produced only by a Divine Medicine of the Four Hundred Million Year grade.

Yang Xiaotian accelerated instantly, chasing the source of the scent.

It didn't take long before he spotted a shimmering golden fruit clinging to a mountain cliff ahead.

This was a rare Golden Fruit, which had just reached its four hundred million-year maturity.

A wave of excitement hit Yang Xiaotian; by consuming this four hundred million-year-old Golden Fruit, he hoped to push his Cultivation into the Saint King Fourth Layer Realm.

But just as Yang Xiaotian moved to claim the prize, a delighted shout echoed through the air: "A Golden Fruit! It's actually a Four Hundred Million Year Golden Fruit!"

Two figures were rapidly approaching from the distance.

Yang Xiaotian observed the newcomers: they were Nie Qin, the direct disciple of Nie Heng, accompanied by another disciple of an esteemed old ancestor from the Ancestor Clan.

Both men were staring at the Golden Fruit with greedy excitement.

They reached the cliff in the blink of an eye.

Upon landing, Nie Qin completely brushed off Yang Xiaotian’s presence and reached out to seize the Golden Fruit.

Seeing Nie Qin’s blatant disregard, Yang Xiaotian moved to block him, preventing him from touching the fruit.

Nie Qin was stunned for a moment by the interference, then sneered: "Don't you know who I am? You're Nie Guang, right? From the lineage of Supreme Elder Nie Tianqing? I am Nie Qin, and my master is Nie Heng. We are taking this Golden Fruit, so you can leave now."

In the hierarchy of the Sect, being the direct disciple of Nie Heng gave him a much higher status than the identity of 'Nie Guang' that Yang Xiaotian had assumed.

He was certain that a mere disciple like Nie Guang would never dare to oppose him.

Hearing the demand to leave, Yang Xiaotian replied calmly, "I'm afraid I want this Golden Fruit for myself. Furthermore, neither of you needs to leave."

Nie Qin froze, then erupted into mocking laughter, joined by his companion.

"Kid, you think you're taking this fruit? And we don't have to leave?" Nie Qin laughed mockingly. "By the killing intent in your eyes, do you actually plan to murder us?"

Knowing the relative power levels of the disciples, he believed Nie Guang was only a Cultivator who had recently reached the Saint King Tenth Layer.

However, while he was still laughing, Yang Xiaotian launched a punch with such incredible velocity that Nie Qin couldn't even blink.

With a dull thud, Nie Qin was blasted backward by the force of the strike. When he finally hit the ground, a massive, gaping hole had been torn through his chest.

Blood sprayed out in a violent torrent.

The other Ancestor Clan disciple stood there, paralyzed by shock.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian’s form flickered and vanished. Reappearing instantly in front of the second disciple, he threw another punch that sent the man flying.

This disciple's physical defense was far inferior to Nie Qin's; he disintegrated into a mist of blood and flesh mid-air.

Covered in his own blood, Nie Qin watched the scene in horror. He turned a terrified gaze toward Yang Xiaotian and gasped, "Who... who are you?!"

The person standing before him was clearly not the disciple Nie Guang, for the real Nie Guang could never wield such terrifying power.

Instead of an answer, a blade of light from Yang Xiaotian’s Primordial Sword Body flashed forward.

The Sword Qi of the Primordial Sword Body struck Nie Qin directly between the eyes.

"Primordial Sword Body!" With a final look of shock, he collapsed, dead.