If you are an immortal, you will live forever after you die.

Liehuo Sect, Soul Hall!

Qi training disciple Huang Yi was cleaning the Soul Hall. He glanced at the rows of soul lamps casually, and his heart was full of envy!

"When will my soul lamp, Huang Yi, be ranked among them!"

The rows of soul lamps placed in the Soul Hall represent the foundation-building cultivators in the sect. Qi training cultivators do not have spiritual consciousness and cannot make soul lamps.

If one day his soul lamp can be ranked among them, it means that he has entered the foundation-building realm!

However, Huang Yi is only a middle-grade spiritual root cultivator. He entered the Liehuo Sect with the help of his family. It is extremely difficult for him to build a foundation!

Even if the sect has foundation-building pills to distribute, they will give priority to those cultivators with superior spiritual roots. Those with medium spiritual roots are not eligible to get foundation-building pills for free. They can only rely on their unremitting efforts, do more tasks, and then exchange them with sect contributions...

"Hmm?"

Scanning the rows of soul lamps on the shelves, Huang Yi couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and then looked at the soul lamp at the highest point again...

"Pah..."

The broom in Huang Yi's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person was stunned in place...

"That's...that's the soul lamp of the ancestor...it's actually...extinguished?"

"It's over, something big has happened!"

Huang Yi couldn't help muttering to himself.

As a disciple of the Fiery Flame Sect, he naturally knew that his ancestor was now besieging the Wanfa Sect of Wanchong Mountain with other ancestors. At first, the disciples of the Fiery Flame Sect were quite worried, and the Sect Master even asked him to keep an eye on the soul lamps in the Soul Palace. But later, those who went to the battlefield were all independent cultivators, and the disciples of the Fiery Flame Sect were just supervisors, without having to go out in person. The soul lamps of the foundation-building cultivators who went there were all extinguished, and gradually they put down their worries.

I don't want to see it happen today...

"No, I have to report to the sect master as soon as possible... Without the ancestor, the Liehuo Sect..."

Huang Yi shuddered suddenly, and then ran away quickly...

At the same time, the same scene also appeared in Hongchen Valley and Huichun Valley...

"The ancestor has fallen!"

"The ancestor is gone, and I don't know what the outcome of the battle of Wanfamen will be..."

"What should we do now? Without the Jindan ancestor, we will..."

"..."

The news of the ancestor's death could not be concealed. Soon, it spread throughout the sect, and many people began to panic. After all, the ancestor was the sect's pillar of stability!

"Don't panic... Although the ancestor has fallen, our mountain protection formation is still there..."

"Besides, the result of the battle on Wanchong Mountain has not yet come out... If the Qinglin ancestor of Wanfamen and others also fell... No one has a Jindan ancestor, then we are still on the same starting line!"

"That's right, if no one has an ancestor, everyone is the same..."

"Master, the most urgent task now is to give birth to the next Jindan ancestor. Some of the foundation left by the sect can no longer be kept. All must be taken out to cultivate Jindan seeds and give birth to the next Jindan ancestor as soon as possible!"

"All the late foundation-building cultivators in the sect should go into seclusion. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough, it cannot be missed!"

"..."

Almost instantly, several major sects began to mobilize and use their foundation just to cultivate the next Jindan cultivator to sit in the sect.

The result of the battle of Wanchong Mountain soon spread throughout Yuezhou...

"Have you heard? The three major sects besieged Wanfa Sect, and all the ancestors died!"

"Not only that, but that devil who liked blood sacrifices also died..."

"What? All dead? Including the ancestors Feihong and Jujian who died earlier, six Jindan ancestors died in Yuezhou in just a few months?"

"Oh my goodness... In the past, Yuezhou only had six Jindan, including the ancestors Sanyang!"

"No, it's seven, and we have to add the Qinglin ancestor. I have one. A distant relative of the sect joined the Wanfa Sect. It is said that although Patriarch Qinglin won the battle, he soon passed away..."

"Seven Jindan Patriarchs, there were only a few Jindan in Yuezhou, and so many died at once... Doesn't that mean that there are no Jindan Patriarchs in Yuezhou?"

"There are also Patriarch Cuiping of the Wanfa Sect, Patriarch Chen of Longhu, and Patriarch Songlin who is in the same group with the big devil..."

"Hiss? In this case, isn't the Wanfa Sect the only one in Yuezhou?"

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath when they heard this...

One alone!

That's right, the Wanfa Sect is the only one in Yuezhou now!

Now it has been more than a month since that battle. Song Lin has disappeared since that day. The only two Jindan ancestors left in the whole Yuezhou are Chen Changsheng and Feng Cuiping...

"Cuiping, everyone will die eventually. We cultivators have only extended this time. Fellow Daoist Qinglin's last wish is that the Wanfamen inheritance will not be destroyed. Only if you stay in Wanfamen well, Fellow Daoist Qinglin can sleep peacefully!"

Looking at Feng Cuiping who was still heartbroken, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but comfort her.

"Uncle Chen, I... I understand, but I can't help thinking of Master..." Feng Cuiping cried.

In Feng Cuiping's life, Chen Changsheng was the first person who treated her well, and Master Qinglin was the second. She even had a much deeper feeling for Master.

After all, she and Chen Changsheng had only been together for more than a month before, but after coming to Wanchong Mountain and joining Wanfamen, she had been with Master for decades...

If there were no Qinglin Patriarch, no matter how talented Feng Cuiping was, even if she had the legendary heavenly spiritual roots, she would have long since become a cup of yellow earth that no one cared about!

"It will be fine slowly. Immortal practitioners should avoid extreme joy and sorrow, which can easily cause inner demons and hinder future practice!" Chen Changsheng advised.

After having the practice experience of Qinglin Patriarch, Chen Changsheng has become a veteran in the Golden Core Realm and is also qualified to guide Feng Cuiping's practice.

"Yes, Uncle Chen!" Feng Cuiping stopped crying and said.

"Okay, you have been here to guard your master for a month. Wanfamen is still counting on you to make decisions. Wanfamen Master and those elders are waiting for you outside!"

"From now on, you will be the Cuiping Patriarch of Wanfamen. You must be strong!" Chen Changsheng said.

"Well, I understand, Uncle Chen!" Feng Cuiping took a deep breath and followed Chen Changsheng out of the tomb door. Then she turned around and took another look, then started the mechanism, and the dragon-breaking stone weighing ten thousand pounds fell directly...

"Master, rest in peace, Wanfamen still has me!" Feng Cuiping knelt down and kowtowed three times to the tomb door.

Inside the Wanfa Hall!

"Master, it's been a month, and Patriarch Cuiping hasn't appeared yet. Could something have happened?"

"Yes, Master, why don't you go over and take a look? Regarding the handling of the other four major sects, as well as the restoration of the sect's mountain protection formation and many other things, they are still waiting for Patriarch Cuiping to make a decision..."

The elders, one after another, all seemed extremely anxious...