The ancestors of the past generations

Very quickly, the two of them entered the inherited Palace.

Thousands of soul lamps floated up and down like a flowing river of lamps. Among the stars of the lamps, the one that looked like the sun in the sky was particularly spectacular.

In the void above the soul lamp, Fu Qiong, who was wearing a simple robe, was sitting in the air. He sensed PEI Ling's arrival and slowly opened his eyes.

&Quot; patriarch! &Quot; PEI Ling lowered his head and bowed, " greetings, patriarch Fu Qiong! &Quot;

As he greeted, yinu bowed silently and left.

'Fu Qiong' looked at PEI Ling and nodded slightly.

A blood-colored flight of stairs appeared in the entire Legacy Hall. It started in front of Fu Qiong and quickly crossed over tens of thousands of soul lamps before appearing in front of PEI Ling's feet.

This blood-colored staircase seemed to be formed purely from blood water, but it was also as transparent and ethereal as an illusion, as if it had no physical form.