Mo Wen heard this and suddenly felt something. He turned his head sharply. Zhang Qiongji was exuding an unfathomable aura, but it weakened halfway, leaving him unsure of what was happening.
The situation here also attracted everyone from the mountain village to appear, standing on this side, watching.
"Zhang Qiongji, ants are ants, humans are humans. Ants peer into the heavens. This is simply the aspiration of ants for invincibility. Human power cannot peer into the heavens. What right do ants, the most lowly species in the biological world, have to peer into the heavens?"
Ye Longlin's thunderous words echoed. Zhang Qiongji's whole body trembled. Martial energy cyclones began to appear beneath his feet, and a series of steps slid down from the sky. His eyes slowly regained clarity, and a majestic aura belonging to the Saint Realm swept across the scene.
"The Patriarch has broken through just because of his few words? How is that possible? We've said so much over the years, but we couldn't get the Patriarch to break through. He only came today and got the Patriarch to break through. This... this..."
"They have seen the world, unlike us. We have been cooped up here for years, what world have we seen? Who doesn't yearn for the outside world? The world they have seen is not comparable to us."
"You all shut up. Damn it, haven't you noticed that he is closest to the Patriarch? He is in the Saint Realm at such a young age. Who among you can do it? Not a single one of you can do it, alright!"
Everyone present was in an uproar, shock appearing in everyone's eyes.
It was clear they had not expected the problem that had troubled the Zhang family for ten years to be solved the moment the other party arrived!
"Saint Realm Eighth Level!"
Mo Wen looked at the breaking-through Zhang Qiongji with a solemn expression. He had to admit that Zhang Qiongji was truly a martial arts fanatic!
Zhang Qiongji was of the same generation as Ye Tianqiong. Among the three major families, his seniority was the highest, but his cultivation was the lowest.
"Give him a few more decades, and perhaps he can truly challenge that legendary realm!"
Every breakthrough a martial artist made was a discovery of their body's potential. Each breakthrough could keep their organs at their peak. This was also why they could live for so long.
The longest-lived person in the history of martial artists lived for 218 years.
Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang!
According to various historical records, Zhang Sanfeng had a lifespan of up to 218 years, and the shortest was 170 years.
Yes, if he were given time, there was a high probability he could reach that legendary realm. If he could truly reach such a realm, then he could truly be considered the number one person in the country.
No one among them had reached that realm yet!
But Mo Wen's eyes were fixed on Ye Longlin, his eyes narrowed.
With his words, Ye Longlin had solved their biggest problem. This meant the Zhang family owed him a favor, and this favor could be considered enough to save his life.
Saint Realm Eighth Level!
In this era where the legendary realm was absent, the Saint Realm Ninth Level was already the ceiling, let alone reaching the Eighth Level!
What surprised Mo Wen the most was that he had actually helped the other party break through. This was something he had never expected.
"How are you sure he was thinking about the problem he was thinking about, and not an ant?"
Mo Wen asked curiously. Although he was an experienced person, he did not understand the unique True Self Reincarnation of the Zhang family.
Ye Longlin smiled sheepishly, "I had this state before. In fact, it's a 'experience.' Experiencing the life of an ant. He imagined himself as an ant, and ants constantly appeared before him, making his 'infinite lifespan' a reality. However, it was the limitations of ants that confined his thoughts.
To get him out, you have to destroy everything in front of him and let his thoughts break free from 'ants.' Although it sounds simple, it's very difficult to achieve."
Mo Wen nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
At this time, an endless stream of martial energy poured into Zhang Qiongji's body. After his aura stabilized, he slowly looked at the scene.
His gaze fell on Ye Longlin, and he smiled, "Young man, thank you."
"Are you... from the Mo family?"
"Old Mo, your family has a treasure. Nurture him well, and perhaps this junior can reach that realm."
Mo Wen shook his head, "I wish he was from my Mo family."
"He is the Commander-in-Chief of the Great Xia's Three Armies, and also from the Ye family. He is here to invite us to deal with the Hall of Darkness. Have you ever seen someone in the Saint Realm Third Level before they were thirty years old?"
Zhang Qiongji's mind was filled with question marks. He had no idea what was going on.
Afterward, the acting Patriarch of the Zhang family briefly recounted the events of the past ten years, and only then did he understand these matters.
"Who would have thought that such a brilliant existence could emerge from the Ye family's younger generation, even more powerful than the person who founded the Hall of Darkness in your Ye family. Reaching that realm is merely a matter of time."
"Young man, consider me indebted to you. I agree to come out this time. We can depart anytime!"
Ye Longlin cupped his fists, "Thank you, senior."
After they agreed, Ye Longlin did not linger there for long. He spoke respectfully to Zhang Qiongji and Mo Wen, "Two seniors, there are still matters in Chang'an that await my attention. I must return to Chang'an. When you two are ready, I will arrange for planes to bring the Zhang and Mo families over."
After a simple farewell and a few pleasantries, he left.
At the village entrance, Xuanwu stood beside the vehicle. He had intended to drive in, but for some reason, as soon as he approached the trees on both sides, he felt a very dangerous sensation. After repeated consideration, he decided not to enter.
After all, he was unaware of the source of this danger.
His martial arts realm was only at the level of the Divine Elephant of Ten Thousand Forms. If something happened, he might end up here.
The boss was now dealing with Saint Realm big shots. He had no intention of provoking such high-level figures.
"Not going in? Why are you standing here?"
Ye Longlin walked over and asked slowly.
Xuanwu shrugged, "As soon as I entered, I felt a very dangerous sensation. I'd rather not go in. I don't have a son yet, and I don't want to have no descendants."
Ye Longlin rolled his eyes, "Let's go, back to the capital, prepare the planes. I'm returning to Chang'an tonight."
There were still many matters in Chang'an that needed to be handled. Moreover, if he didn't return today, Mu Hanqi would likely be angry, and he didn't have time to appease her now, so it was best to return immediately.
"Alright, I'll make the arrangements. Shall we have dinner first?"